Chapter 7
The sun had gone down by the time they arrived home. For the most part, Sasha had enjoyed herself. She met a few of Sam and Ashley's friends, parents. Sadly, no child at the school had both their parents. In fact, there were a lot of kids with no surviving biological parents. The plague had taken so much, from everyone, and she realized just how lucky she was.
"Sasha, I got my game schedule" Sam said, pulling it out of his pocket "there is one next week, on Wednesday"
Sasha smiled, and held her hand out for the schedule. As Sam relinquished it, she looked it over for a second before handing it back "how about the week after? I'm going out of town next week"
"Promise?" He asked, kicking off his shoes tossing them astray, to which tom cleared his throat and Sam quickly arranged them in their appropriate spot.
"Promise" Sasha nodded walking into the living room with him
Sam gave her a big smile and a hug "you should ask dad, if we can watch a movie" he whispered, so that only she could hear.
Sasha laughed and returned the hug, but shook her head "oh no, I'm not playing that game" she said as Tom walked in "Sam has something he wants to ask you"
Sam sighed, and turned to face his dad "can we watch a movie? You can even pick?"
Tom sighed, watching the scene in front of him. He of course had other plans for this evening. Plans involving him, Sasha, and a locked door. However, looking at his son, and girlfriend hugging each other, warmed his heart more than he could describe. "If you go get ready for bed, brush your teeth, and pick a movie, with your sister, without arguing" he added "then yes, we can"
"Thanks dad" he said running off, to do exactly as he was told. Ashley had already gone upstairs to get changed as soon as they got home.
"I'm sorry" Tom said, walking over to Sasha, but she was smiling none the less.
"Don't be" she smiled, pulling Tom in for a kiss "I love this side of you. Remember. We're not in our 20's anymore"
"No, we're definitely not" he chuckled, returning the kiss, his hand moving up her side "although, there are many sides of you, that I would love to get re-acquainted with"
"Hmmmm, you're going to have to keep those thoughts to yourself, just a little while longer" she mumbled, pulling at the hem of his tshirt, her fingers grazing over the exposed skin of his abdomen.
Tom, let out a groan as his hand squeezed her hip "that's not helping" he whispered, pulling away before movie night was completely thrown out the door.
Sasha, laughed a little "if you're going to dish it out, you better be prepared to take it" she said sitting herself down on the couch.
"I'll keep that in mind" he said as Sam and Ashley walked back in, changed into their PJ's, teeth brushed and movie peacefully selected "the avengers" Sam smiled, holding up the DVD "we found it at the library this week"
"Well nothing like watching a few super hero's save the planet" Tom smiled, a little sarcastically as Sasha laughed
"Don't worry, I'm sure they will make a movie about you one day" Sasha said, causing Ashley and Sam to giggle.
"Yeah dad, that would be awesome!" Sam smiled.
Tom looked at her like he'd just seen a ghost "don't even joke about that. That goes for all of you"
"Alright, alright. No movie rights being sold" she smiled as, Ashley put the movie in, Sam sat in the big chair spreading out until his sister walked over "don't take all the room" she sighed, gently pushing him out of the way. After a few seconds of fighting over the blanket, they settled in focussed their attention to the tv.
"Come here" Tom whispered as he sat down on the couch, pulling Sasha to lay down with him.
Sasha sighed softly, as she settled against his body, her head laying on his arm, while his other arm draped over her hip. She turned her head, looking up at him a smile across her lips "I love you" she whispered.
"I love you too" he smiled, giving her a quick kiss before she turned her head Back to face the tv.
A week of 15 hour days, had taken their toll, as Sasha was sound asleep in a matter of minutes. Tom, smiled softly, looking down at the beautiful woman laying in front of him. He couldn't think of a more perfect moment. Letting himself close his eyes, proved to be too much, as he too quickly fell asleep.
Sasha woke up, a little confused at first, but quickly remembered where she was, when she felt the warm body against her back, and strong arm wrapped around her waist. She had no idea what time it was, but the tv and all lights were off, so it must have been the middle of the night. Carefully turning, not wanting to wake Tom up just yet. She took in his features, tracing a finger along his jaw and cheek, before placing a gentle kiss on his lips. He twitched a little, and eye lashes fluttered, but didn't wake. She smiled a little, placing another kiss on his lips, her fingers trailing down his chest to the hem of his pants, where she once again, drew her nails across the exposed skin of his abdomen.
Tom couldn't tell if he was dreaming or not, the first time he felt her lips, on his, he told himself it was a dream and didn't open his eyes. Now though, now he prayed it wasn't. His eyes shot open, finding a pair of blue eyes staring back at him, a daring smile on her face.
"Finally" she mumbled, kissing him again. Sasha moved her hand, back up his chest, but under his shirt this time. Her fingers exploring every muscle.
Tom moaned as he rolled on top of Sasha, returning the kiss before moving his lips down her jaw, to her neck, then collarbone, while his hand slipped under her shirt, pressing his thumb firmly against the length of her torso, stopping when he finally reached her breast, squeezing his hand gently, as he brushed his thumb across her nipple.
"Tom" she gasped, forcing her eyes open, moving her hands to his cheeks. "Take me to bed" Sasha, whispered as she looked up into his eyes, momentarily catching her breath.
Tom smiled, kissing the inside of her wrist. "With pleasure".
It was the feel of soft fingers, gently running over one spot, back and forth that woke Tom, the next morning.
Sasha smiled softly, as she noticed his eyes flutter. She had been awake for sometime, enjoying the feeling of laying his arms. Of waking up next to him. Of his naked body, against hers. She had settled her fingers, on the scar she found on the side of Tom's torso. "Good Morning" she whispered reaching up, placing a gentle kiss on his lips.
Tom smiled against her lips, his arms engaging as he wrapped them both around Sasha, pulling her on top of him. "The best I can remember in a long time" he mumbled, finally opening his eyes, finding her crystal blue ones staring back at him. "Good morning" he smiled, tucking a few strands of hair behind her ear.
Sasha closed her eyes for a second, leaning into Tom's hand, before laying her head down on his chest. "Can we just stay in here all day". She knew they couldn't, but it was a nice thought.
"You know if we could, I would" he smirked, his hand running down her naked back
"Hmm. You might be too old to handle it anyway"
"Oh really!" He laughed, grabbing ahold of Sasha, tickling her, knowing all the right places.
"Tom!" Sasha shrieked
Tom laughed, as he rolled them over, pinning her body beneath his. "Still extremely ticklish I see" stopping for just a moment to see her response.
"You win. Not too old" she smiled, catching her breath. "Just a few more scars" she said moving her hand back down to his torso "what happened here?"
Tom sighed softly, and slid to her side. "Shrapnel from a rig explosion" he whispered, taking the time to trail his own fingers down her collarbone and chest, taking the blanket with him. They both had new, fresh scars since they were together last. Some physical, some emotional. "And you. What about this?" He asked finding what looked to be a fairly recent scar, half way between her breast line and naval.
"Knife...about 3 weeks before you got back to the ship. I was careless. Disarmed the first knife, didn't see the second hidden under the guys jacket" she whispered as her fingers slowly brushed through his hair.
Tom leaned down and placed a gentle kiss on the scar, moving his lips over to another "and this one?" He mumbled against her skin.
Sasha inhaled sharply, trying to formulate a coherent sentence "10 years ago. Shot. No vest"
He looked up at her right away. His heart wrenching at the thought of her being shot. Hurt. Knowing that her job, could cause her this amount of harm. Knowing that same job, could take her away from him.
Sasha watched him. Knowing exactly, what he was thinking. Her line of work, had always been a matter of contention for them. "but now, I always wear a vest" she whispered, as he placed another kiss on that scar. He trailed kisses back up her body, making his way to her arm. He didn't need to ask. He was there the day she got that one. Once again, placing a kiss on the scar. "Do you ever think about taking a back seat. Letting someone else put their life on the line?"
"I'm kind of doing that now" she whispered, brushing her thumb over his temple "most of what I do now is information gathering. Once in a while, it requires a more direct approach"
"Like next week?"
Sasha nodded
"Just promise me, you'll be careful. I won't be there to save you" he smirked.
"Ha!" She scoffed "who saved whom on the Greek ship?"
"I love you" Tom whispered, moving his lips to hers, as an answer
Sasha wrapped her arms around him instantly. Returning the kiss with the same amount of passion they showed for each other last night. Finally pulling away to catch their breaths, she smiled up at him "I love you more".
"We'll have to agree, to disagree"
Sasha laughed, then got quiet as they heard footsteps running down the stairs "I thought teenagers, and almost teenagers slept in" she groaned, looking at the clock.
"It's probably Ashley" he chuckled "Sam will sleep until I wake him up"
"My kind of kid"
"Says the earliest, early riser I know" Tom smiled
"Don't get me wrong. I love being up and getting a head start on the day. However, when it's beneficial to my own, selfish wants and needs, then by all means. Sleep the day away" she said pushing Tom to his back, then quickly straddled him.
"Sasha" he warned, unable to stop his hands from grabbing her hips. Vivid thoughts of the night before, playing in his head. "Don't Start something, you can't finish"
She raised her eyebrow and smirked, "sounds like a challenge" she said, slowly sliding off Tom's, body to stand at the side of his bed "you wouldn't mind, if I used your shower?"
"Ah...no...of course not" he mumbled, watching her walk away towards his bathroom. He thought for all of two seconds, before quickly getting up and following her.
"Morning Ashley" Sasha said, almost a little embarrassed. She felt like a high schooler again. Coming downstairs to see her boyfriends parents, after "studying" for a couple hours. "Did you and your brother watch all of the movie last night?"
Ashley smiled a little and nodded "ah huh. You and dad were passed out, so we thought we'd let you sleep. Is my dad still sleeping?"
"No, he's just getting your brother up. Apparently you're the early bird of the two"
Ashley laughed a little "my mom always teased that Sam was the better baby. He'd sleep ALL the time, and me...well I didn't"
"Maybe you were just anxious to the explore the world" she winked, getting a smile in return.
"It's just nice, not having to rush around. And when dad wasn't at sea, he was always up early. So I'd get up with him, before Sam and my mom did".
Sasha smiled "so you could have time, just the two of you?"
Ashley bit her lip and nodded "yeah"
"I think that's a great idea, and I'm sure he appreciated those times with you". Sasha hesitantly, reached her hand out and placed it on Ashley's, back. Though she and Sam had hugged, countless times, she had yet to make that kind of break through with Tom's, oldest. But she wasn't going to push. Ashley would be ready in her own time.
"Thank you" Ashley smiled, relaxing a little at Sasha's touch. It was then she noticed the woman's hair. Pulled back into a braid, that she remembered seeing on the ship, while sailing home from Greece. "Do you...would you show me how to make my hair, like yours?"
"I'd be happy too" she smiled as Tom and Sam walked into the kitchen.
"Morning Sasha" Sam said giving her a hug right away "dad promised you'd make us breakfast!"
"I seem to remember something about that" she laughed looking up at Tom, who shrugged as a response. "Hope he didn't promise anything too extravagant though. My kitchen skills aren't much above your fathers" she smirked.
"Great, now I have three of you ganging up on me" he mumbled, putting a pot of coffee on.
Sam and Ashley laughed as Sasha walked over, resting a hand on his back "You can't be perfect at everything" she said, with a hint of sarcasm as she placed a quick kiss on Tom's, shoulder.
"Just the important things"
Sasha rolled her eyes and laughed a little, picking up on what he was referring too. She couldn't argue. After last night, he had multiple pieces of evidence to support his claim.
"What important things?" Sam asked, pouring himself some juice.
"Making a good cup of coffee for starters" Sasha answered, looking over at Sam and his sister. "So, what do you guys want for breakfast?"
48 hours. She has just spent, 48 wonderful hours with Tom, and his kids. Sasha looked over at the clock as she and Tom, put the last of the dishes away on Sunday night. It was a school night, so his kids had gone to bed, not long after dinner.
"You're not on a time limit you know" Tom smirked. He had caught her looking at the clock, multiple times throughout the day.
"I know. I just..." she said setting the towel down, pushing herself up onto the counter to sit. "This weekend has been amazing. For more then one reason" she said giving him a look, before he could say anything smart. "And now I have to go away for...I don't know, probably the better part of the week" she sighed, looking down at her hands. "I think I'm going to miss you. All of you. I know I am" she whispered.
Tom smiled a little, and walked over sliding his hands along her thighs, to her waist as he stepped between her legs. "I'm going to miss you too. Falling asleep with you in my arms. Waking up, the exact same way. Making love to you" he whispered in her ear, placing a gentle kiss just behind it "the more I have of you, the more I want"
"Tom" she sighed happily. Gripping his arms in her hands. "I...I can't stay tonight. I have to pack and get ready"
"I'll set the alarm" Tom said, kissing along her neckline. His hands slipping under her shirt. "make sure you leave early enough to get home and pack"
Sasha bit her lip as she let out a soft groan. She moved her hands to toms face, pulling her head back enough to lock eyes with him. One look, and she was done. She smiled softly, before stacking his lips. Her legs wrapping tightly around Tom's, waist and her arms around his neck.
Tom smiled to himself, picking her up off the counter. She wasn't going anywhere tonight.
