Warning: mild lemon

"I missed you," she murmured as she clung tightly to him.

"I missed you too, babe," he replied, running his fingers up and down her back. "Have you been all right?"

"Yeah. I just get a little queasy sometimes, and more tired than usual."

"Well, that sounds normal to me," Mike assured her. "I remember Marge being the same way when she was pregnant with Sean."

"I know," Juliet replied. "It's just that this is my first time, and I guess it just takes some getting used to."

Mike smiled. "It's gonna be all right."

"So did you get some good pictures?" she asked as they began to walk out of the airport.

"I believe my editor will be pleased," he replied.

After the short drive home, he took a nap, leaving his luggage to unpack later. Juliet took advantage of the free afternoon to take a nap as well. She was lightly dozing when she felt Mike's lips kissing her face and giggled.

"I missed you so much," Mike murmured. "It was hard to sleep at night without you in my arms."

"It's nice to feel your touch again," Juliet whispered, running her fingers through his longish light brown hair. Their lips met in a passionate kiss, their tongues dancing together in unison.

His hands lightly massaged her breasts through her clothing, causing her nipples to harden with desire. At the same time, her hands swept over his still-fully-clothed body, soon reaching his crotch, where she felt the evidence of his desire. Eagerly she unfastened his belt buckle and unzipped his pants, then tugged them and his underwear down. The site of his swollen and throbbing manhood, so ready for her, caused her to ache inside, and she felt the moistness spring from her most intimate parts.

She took him into her mouth, her tongue seeking out his most sensitive areas and stimulating them. He groaned loudly and began to thrust. "Uh, Julie, I'm about to come..."

She lay back on the bed, smiling up at him. He grinned at her. "Your turn now."

Slowly he removed her clothing, one piece at a time, until she was completely naked except for her panties. Slowly, deliciously, he pulled them down and off her legs, then gently spread her and began to pleasure her most intimate parts with his lips and tongue.

She came almost immediately, crying out his name, begging him not to stop. When at last she could take no more, he positioned himself and entered her. They came together seconds later, then lay panting in one another's arms.

"Welcome home," Juliet said.

That weekend was Sean's weekend to spend with his father.

"I'm taking him camping, just the two of us," Mike told Juliet. "I'm hoping some quality father-and-son time will help him heal."

But this is the second weekend in a row we've spent apart, Juliet wanted to protest. Knowing that it wouldn't do any good, she kept silent.

Mike saw the look of disappointment on her face. "I'll make it up to you, I promise," he said softly.

Something occurred to Julie. "Mike?"

"Hm?"

"Does Sean know about the baby yet?"

Mike sighed. "Not yet. I've been waiting for the right time to tell him. Maybe it'll be this weekend."

Juliet stood looking on longingly as her husband made the final preparations for the camping trip. "Please be careful," she told him as he prepared to leave.

"Of course I will be." He kissed her. "Next weekend I have free, we'll do something special together, just the two of us."

He hadn't been gone thirty minutes when the telephone rang and, to Juliet's surprise, it was Wade.

"Hey, Sis," he said. "I was wondering, would you like to go back to the ranch in the mountains this weekend?"

"We just went there last weekend!" Juliet exclaimed. "Why so soon again? Just to see Robin?"

"That's only part of it," Wade told her. "When I was there before, I saw some really awesome stuff I wanted to film, and I found myself really wishing I'd brought my equipment along. I thought maybe this time I could bring it and get some great material for a school assignment."

"Well...all right," Juliet finally agreed. She didn't have any definite plans for the weekend anyway.

"Great!" Wade exclaimed.

The following morning, they were driving along the woodsy trail on the way up the mountain when Juliet's car stopped.

She cursed loudly as she turned the key in the ignition again, to no avail. "You're gonna have to check underneath the hood to see what's wrong," she told Wade.

"You know I don't know anything about cars," her brother grumbled, but he obediently got out of the car and went around to investigate. "It looks like a broken fan belt to me," he told Juliet.

"And there's no service station within walking distance," Juliet groaned. "So we'll just have to sit here and wait for someone to come along."

A few moments later, Juliet felt the first drop of rain hit her face. Soon is was pouring.