White Lies Part 2
Disclaimer: Not mine . . . and never will be. "Hunter" belongs to SJC and many others.
A/N: Okay, I jumping to their one-year anniversary! This chapter is a little out there but I couldn't help it. I had and idea so I wrote about it. There isn't any crime in it but in most fancies I could care less about the crime. I like the crime fanfics if there is a lot of romance in it! I loved the crime on TV but fanfics are another "story".
The alarm clock went off. DeeDee rolled over and pressed the snooze button. Five minutes later it went off again.
"Are you up yet, Hunter?" she asked.
"I am now."
"Do you know what today is?"
Sarcastically, he said, "No, DeeDee, no I don't know. It's Sunday…isn't it?"
"What?!"
"I'm kidding. I remember what today is."
"You better." She put her arms around his neck. "It's Sunday, and neither one of us have to go work, so can't we sleep in?"
Hunter was still working homicide. His new partner, Sarah James, is also married and has two children. Her husband of six years is Mark James. Their son, Matthew is the oldest at the age of 4 1/2. His younger sister, Breanna is 2 years old. Sarah can't even be compared to McCall. But her attitude about catching the bad guys was the same. Get 'em. But she was all by the book. She did absolutely everything by the book, unlike Hunter. But they made a pretty good team; though not nearly as good as he did with DeeDee. But most importantly, DeeDee and Sarah were like best friends and Mark and Hunter got along great, too.
DeeDee didn't go back to homicide after the wedding. She could have stayed in homicide but she didn't want to. So she went right to juvenile. All the kids love her. And when the Captain of the juvenile division retires in two years DeeDee can take the Captain's test. If she passed, she would be Captain Hunter. It would be a big change for her, but she could do it.
"Yes, but I have something planned for you later."
"Tell me what it is."
"No, it's going to be a surprise."
"Don't do this to me. Tell me!"
"No."
"Please?"
"Hmm. No."
"Fine, be that way." With that said she turned over. "I won't talk to you. Starting now."
"How long will that last for?"
"A while."
"Ha. You just did talk to me."
"Well, maybe. But I know how to show you that I'm sorry for saying what I said."
"You do? How's that?"
"Oh, you know. Trust me."
Less then five minutes later the phone rang.
"Great," DeeDee said.
"Remember where we left off." He reached for the telephone. "Hello? -- Sarah, this better be important. —It is? Really? – Okay, that is important. – Thanks for telling me. –Yeah, I will. Bye." He hangs up the phone.
"What was important?"
"Sarah called to tell me that she did what I asked her to do for your present."
"And what would that be?"
"Do some detective work."
"I will later, maybe, but lets finish what we where doing first."
"Works for me."
Later that day, it was time for Hunter and DeeDee go out to dinner. DeeDee had a red spaghetti strap dress that was just above the knee. Hunter had a suit and tie on.
"DeeDee, are you ready yet?" Hunter asked impatiently.
"It's only five o'clock."
"Are you ready or not?"
"Just about." She replied as she finished putting her lipstick on. DeeDee popped the lid on the tube of lipstick and dropped it in her purse and then snapped it shut. "Ready."
"Let's go."
They went to a beautiful little Italian restaurant. They food was fantastic. Everything was prefect. Then slow classical dance music came on.
"May I have this dance?" Hunter asked.
"For the rest of your life, Sergeant."
"I can live with that."
"I'm glad. Because I'll dance with you any day."
Then the dance was over, "What time is it, DeeDee?" Hunter asked.
She slid her watch around on her wrist; "Um, it is about a quarter to eight."
"He have to go."
"Go? Go where?"
"There is something else I have for you."
"Oh, okay."
When they left they didn't go home. DeeDee had no idea where they were going.
"Where are we going?"
"Awhile back, do remember telling me about that house that you really liked?"
"Yeah."
"Well, I mentioned it to Sarah. It turns out the Mark knew the people that lived in it. It was way too big for them, besides the where moving to Florida. So he got us a great deal on it."
"It wasn't even for sale."
"The owners wanted to move ASAP. That's how Mark got us the great deal."
"You're kidding."
"No. We have a new house, DeeDee."
"Seriously? The one that I loved? With the flowers and the fenced in backyard and --"
"That's the one."
They pulled into the driveway. It was a beautiful two-story house.
"Mommy! Mr. and Mrs. Hunter are here," called Sarah's little boy from window.
"Okay. I'm coming," his mother responded.
"We're here," Hunter called as the approached the front doorway. Since the house was empty his voice echoed.
Mark appeared from the kitchen with Breanna. "Are you ready for the grand tour?"
DeeDee was so excited, "Yes!!"
"Let's begin."
Kitchen. Basement. Attic. Office. Living Room. Dinning Room. Family Room. 2 ½ bathrooms. Three bedrooms. Great neighbors. Beautiful flower gardens. It was exactly what she wanted.
"Oh, Rick," DeeDee started. "I don't know what to say."
"You are speechless, DeeDee? I find that hard to believe." Her husband said with a smile.
She turned to Mark, "Mark, I don't know how you did this but thank you."
"That's what friends are for. Sarah and I where happy to do this," he said.
"On the second thought Hunter, I am not speechless. I love it. It's wonderful…When can we move in?" she asked.
"It doesn't need much work. Only a fresh coat of paint. We can start whenever."
"Ah! That's great!" She had on heals but still needed to stand on the tip of her toes so she could kiss him on his cheek. "I love you," she whispered in his ear.
"You already know I love you," he whispered back.
"Yeah, I do."
They were moved in, in less than a couple of days. Their old house was up for sale. The realtor said that because of the location it should sell in no time. They hoped she was right.
The house was so big compared to their other one. So they needed some more furniture, that wouldn't be hard, though.
DeeDee was putting some of the food away in the kitchen. Hunter came in the sliding door that was in the kitchen.
"Where were you?" McCall asked him.
"Just taking a look around outside."
"Oh." DeeDee shut the cabinet door. "There is one thing missing, Rick. Do you want to know what it is?"
"No."
"A baby."
"A baby?'
"Come on. You know I want kids. I know you want kids. What do you say? Think about all the fun it will be."
"Let's go for it."
"Really? We can try for a baby?"
"Well, this house it pretty big for just the two of us."
"Think about it, a baby. You remember what I told you. I wanted to trade my badge in to be a wife and a mother." She sat down next to him.
"Are thinking about quitting the police force?"
"No. Not really. I think what I meant was I didn't want to work homicide anymore. But where I am now, in an office, that's a good place for me, Rick."
"Yeah, DeeDee, it is a good place for you."
"It's where I want to stay. Job wise that is. But I want to stay with you, forever and ever."
This went a totally different way than I wanted it to go. But I hope you enjoyed it.
