Living Our Future, Vacations and Dreams
A/N: I finally had more of the story of this family to tell, so here I am! I will slowly tell a new journey for the Rizzoli-Isles for a few chapters. At this point, the ladies have been married for a few years and Jackson is growing up fast! I hope you enjoy this continuation. There will continue to be postings in both T and M sections although this particular chapter has no variations. The next one definitely will!
I own nothing but continue to enjoy to play with the wonderful characters belonging to TNT and others!
"Maur! Babe, come on! We are going to miss our plane!" Although I know how much Maura hates for me to yell upstairs, I do it anyway. Geez, Louis…that woman is taking forever.
"Mama…not nice to yell upstairs! Mommy isn't gonna like it." Jackson reminds me in the exact tone of voice that his mother would have used, if she had been present in the room.
"You're right, buddy. I'm sorry. I am just excited for our trip, and I really don't want Mommy to make us late." I scoop him up into my arms as I finish my statement and proceed to kiss his precious little face. "But man am I gonna miss you! Maybe I should hide you in my suitcase! Hmm…whatdya think about that plan, little man?"
Giggling and squirming in my arms my four-year-old declares, "No, Mama! Stop kissin' on me, Mama…I a big boy ya' know?!"
"Awwww…you are too big for Mama to get kisses? I may cry, Jackson….sniff, sniff…yep, I'm gonna cry…." I do my best fake cry noise and bury my face into his little neck. "Oh…my baby boy is all grown up…he doesn't love his Mama any more….waaaaaaa."
Now he is laughing. "Mama! You so silly! Stop cryin'! Cheese! You dramatic, Mama…I still want kisses when I go to bed or when I fall down and hurt m'self. I just don' want kisses right now. 'Sides, you need to get a move on! You gotta plane to catch!"
"So, let me get this straight…I can get kisses even though you are a big boy but only when you want them? Do I have that right?"
Jackson seemed to consider this for a moment and then popped his Rizzoli smirk into place…man, I should have known that would be one of the first things he learned. "Yep! You got it Mama!"
I really wanted to keep our back and forth going, but damn if that kid doesn't crack me up. The more he grows, the more personality he develops, the more I am amazed by him. I just have to laugh and hug him a little tighter. "OK, Jackson Michael. Thank you for explaining these new rules of kisses to me."
"You welcome, Mama. I always got you back."
"Your back, Jackson. Not you back." Maura makes her presence known by gently correcting Jackson's slang phrase. Man how far has that woman come over the last decade!
With Jack still in my arms, I sit down on the couch to talk to him before we leave. "Jack, it is time for me and Mommy to go. We are going to miss you something fierce…you know that, right?"
"Sure, Mama. You n Mommy need your special trips togetter some days. And it is MY special time wit Nonna. I get to have sleepovers, I get to go be a helper at the café, I get to help cook, I get to pick dinners, I get to…"
"yep! I got it buddy…it is YOUR time. You are the King of the Rizzoli world when we are gone…You know what? How is this time different from any other time? You are ALWAYS the King around your Nonna."
"When you got it, Mama…you got it!" Damn that kid.
"I know, son. It's a gift." I roll my eyes toward the ceiling which earns me a cute giggle from both of the loves of my life.
"Jackson, sweetheart. Mama and I will miss you, but we will call you every day and use FaceTime. We might even bring you a few surprises when we return, if you are the little gentleman we expect you to be. Do you understand what we expect of your behavior while you are staying with Nonna?"
Taking on an appropriately serious face and tone, Jackson replies to my question. "Yes, ma'am, Mommy. I will be on my bestest behavior and use all my manners."
"Thank you, precious." I take my son into my arms from his perch on Jane's lap. "Oh, baby, I love you so much and am so very proud of you. How is it that you have grown up so fast and into such a wonderful young man?"
"I dunno, Mommy…nature I guess?" Yep, my son may understand manners of the Isles, but he is 100% Rizzoli charm.
"Definitely, sweetheart….Ok, give me a hug and kiss before we leave." He happily put his arms around my neck and clung to me with fervor allowing me to kiss him despite the 'rules' I overheard him giving to my wife earlier. "Oh, sweetheart! I love you…we will be home soon!"
"I love you, too, Mommy! All the way to the moon 'n back!"
"Hey! Can I have some of that, too?" Jane interjected causing Jackson to release me and fling himself roughly into his Mama's arms. She grabbed him and jumped up to spin him around while she took her goodbye affections. Their rough-and-tumble interactions have always amused me; their love is deep and their bond unbreakable.
"Let's go! Let's go! Janey…Maura! Your car is here…it's time to go. C'mere Jacksy…let's let your mommies hit the road." Angela made a quick entrance after apparently spying our car service through the front window.
"Thanks, Ma. Ok, big man. I love you very, very much. Be good, K?" Jane put Jackson down and knelt to look him in the eye.
"Yes, Mama! I love you, too! Have fun on your 'cation!"
"You know it! Your Mommy is kinda fun when she isn't having to keep you and me in line all the time." Jane gave the last comment in a stage whisper to our son causing him to giggle along with her in their conspiratorial conversation which ended in a fist bump.
"Ha. Ha. My two clowns." I drop down to give Jack one last hug and kiss to his forehead. "I love you, Jackson Michael Rizzoli-Isles."
With the sweetest smile I will ever be graced to see, my son simply replied in kind. "Love you, Mommy."
"Awww, now this is what I'm talkin' about! Look at this view Maur!" As soon as the valet who had helped us with our luggage was out the door, I took off for our deck area. Our large three-room villa opened up onto a private deck and semi-private beach area that we were to share with two other villas. "The water looks fake it is so blue and the sand…damn! It's so white it could be snow!"
"It is gorgeous isn't it?" Maura joined me at the deck and slipped her arm around my waist. "I haven't been to Jamaica in years. I had forgotten how lovely it is…I am so glad to finally be here."
Her sigh caused me to hold her closer and to kiss the top of her head. "Yeah…it has been a long coupla months at work. Looking forward to our trip kept me sane on a few long days." Since our wedding almost four years ago, Maura made it a rule to take a vacation together each year as well as one with Jackson. Little man got Disney or waterparks or something fun…Maura and I got relaxation. Period. No plans, no clocks, no "MOMMY! MAMA". Just Maura and Jane. Together.
"I always miss Jackson, but these times together are so very special." The gorgeous woman who by some huge stroke of luck was my wife turned in my arms to embrace me. "Can we get naked and stay naked for the next 48-hours?"
I couldn't help but chuckle at the eyebrow wiggle that came along with the last comment. "Uh…hmmm. Let me see? My answer is….YES." I take her fully into my arms and begin a kiss intended to show her how happy I was with her proposal. My tongue pushed at her soft lips which immediately opened for me. I moaned into the first taste of her mouth. God, I love this woman. Everyday it grows..my love, my need for her. I ran my hand up into her hair to gain complete control of the kiss. When I felt breathless, I pulled away gently tugging her head back by her hair. "Maura, I love you."
The sweet smile that stole my heart years ago broke across her face, "I love you, Jane. So very much."
"I am going to take you into the bedroom, strip you slowly, then I am going to fuck you…." Kiss "long….." Kiss "and…." Kiss "hard…." With a squeak from my wife's lips, I pull her up so that she is gripping my waist with her perfect legs and my hands are full of her perfect ass. "I hope the service in this place is all they advertised, because if they didn't stock our kitchen for us, we will starve."
"Why?" Maur sounded a little breathless and a lot turned on as I walked with her to the bedroom.
"Because, I am not letting you out of this villa for 48-hours. Naked, remember? Very, very naked is your immediate future. When that time is up, we can go out and enjoy all the sites, but until then, you are completely and solely mine dear wife."
"Yes. Yours…solely….and completely yours."
TBC...