Previously in "A Soldier's Coming Home", Caroline and Klaus get married, while Elijah and Katherine make love.
Chapter Fourteen
Young Ranch – Several Months Later
April screamed in pain, her hand squeezing the circulation out of her husband's hand, as she bent forward to push harder. "I can't do this!" she yelled. Theresa smiled and wiped her daughter's brow after she lies back.
"I know it hurts, April, but you're almost there. You can meet your little boy soon," the elder of the two Young women replied with another smile.
April panted and then pushed even harder, after which she heard the first cries of the baby. Matt, who also heard the cries, looked at his wife and smiled. "Oh, honey, look, our son has just arrived."
April looked in the direction of the newborn and smiled. "He's so cute."
"He looks like his mother," Matt said with a smile as he kissed the side of her head.
April laughed softly. "Oh, I see some of you in there too."
Matt smiled again as Theresa finished cleaning their son and eased him into April's open arms. April looked up at her mom and smiled tiredly. "Mom, say hello to your grandson. This is Gavin Charles Donovan," she said to Theresa.
"What a beautiful name for a handsome boy," her mother replied with a smile.
Matt nodded. "I agree. It's a very beautiful name."
April smiled. "It came to me while I was waiting for Matt to come home."
Later, Matt placed his son into a cradle that had been prepared just hours before, once Gavin had been born. Then, he joined his sleeping wife, joining her in a deep, peaceful slumber.
Elsewhere…
Klaus paced back and forth in the bedroom as he waited for Caroline, who was getting herself ready in the bathroom. "Come on, love, what on earth are you doing in there?"
Caroline giggled at his impatience. "I'm almost ready. Just sit on the bed and I'll be out in a few minutes."
Klaus sighed and stopped pacing, going over to the bed and sat down.
Finally, she came out of the bathroom and Klaus turned his head, his jaw dropping open at the sight of her.
Caroline smiled at his reaction. "You like what you see?"
Klaus got up from where he was sitting. "Oh, I love it." He pulled her into his arms. "And I love you just as much."
Caroline giggled and kissed him, wrapping her arms around his neck.
Klaus carried her over to the bed and placed her onto it.
Caroline wrapped her legs around his waist and deepened the kiss, moaning against his mouth as the love she had for him exploded all around them.
Her husband returned the moan, hands tracing all over her, keeping his touches bold but still soft enough that they didn't hurt her.
Caroline trembled under his touches, and feeling herself getting close to the edge, she threw her head back and let out a scream of pleasure.
Hours Later…
Caroline lay on Klaus' chest, her breathing finally slowing down.
Klaus smiled at his wife and kissed her forehead. "That was amazing, love."
Caroline returned his smile. "It was, wasn't it?"
Meanwhile…
Meghan stirred when she felt Tyler leaving the bed. "Hey, where are you going?" she asked in a soft murmur, her hands moving protectively to lay on top of her very pregnant belly.
Tyler smiled at Meghan. "Just out for some air; I'll be back."
She nodded and kissed him quickly, eyes drifting shut once more. Tyler left the bed and put boxers and pants on, heading downstairs and out the back door, sitting on the back porch.
Tyler sighed as he sat down and then, taking a cigarette out of his pocket, lit it and took a drag, exhaling slowly. He thought about the horrors he had seen while he was in Europe, horrors that would haunt anyone's sleep. He hadn't told Meghan about them, mostly because he didn't want to scare her. He loved her with every part of him. He even loved T.J., the little boy that was a mirror image of him in every way, and the unborn daughter that they would be meeting within the next month or two.
A few hours later, Meghan eased out of bed and moved toward the kitchen to begin fixing breakfast for her, Tyler and T.J. She glanced over when Tyler came in from outside and she knew he'd been doing some chores but also thinking about things.
Meghan smiled at Tyler. "Hey there, you, breakfast is going to be ready in the next five minutes."
Tyler nodded. "Thanks." He went over to her and kissed her. "I love you, Meghan, you know that, right?"
She nodded and set down the spoon that she was stirring with and turned to him, framing his face between her hands. "I know you do, Tyler. And I love you too. Now, I also know there is something else you're not telling me. Is it because you don't want to stress me out?" she asked him.
Tyler nodded. "Yes. I didn't want to add any more stress to you by telling you what I've been thinking."
"Tell me anyway," Meghan said. "I want to know."
Tyler sighed and said, "When I was over there, fighting in the war, I saw things; things that would make the bravest man wet his pants and things that I wouldn't want my worst enemy to see. Those Nazis are devils, Meghan. I've seen the things they do to innocent people and I hate them for it."
Meghan nodded again then kissed him softly and moved closer to wrap her arms around him. "You won't have to go through them ever again, baby," she whispered softly in his ear.
Tyler nodded and whispered back, "Thank you, Meghan. I don't know what I'd do without you."
Her dark hair nodded again as she kissed him one more time then turned back to fixing breakfast.
Tyler watched as Meghan continued to cook before setting the table. T.J. then came into the kitchen and Tyler picked his son up in his arms, kissing the side of his head.
Meanwhile…
Meredith grabbed her coat and threw it on, glaring angrily at Brady when he grabbed her elbow to keep her from leaving. "Let go of me, Brady Garrison," she demanded softly.
Brady shook his head. "No, Meredith, I won't. You're angry, I understand that, but you don't have to leave me."
"Oh, really?" she replied. "Give me one good reason why I shouldn't walk out of here right now."
Brady grabbed her other elbow and turned her around, pulling her closer so that their faces were inches apart. "Is this a good enough reason for you?" He then captured her lips with his in a passionate and urgent kiss before she could say anything.
She shoved him back. "I am done with you, Brady Garrison. I…I met someone," she said then let the silence fall between them, her head lowering so she couldn't see his eyes anymore.
Brady's eyes widened. "You've what? Who is he, Meredith? Who did you meet? Anyone I would know?"
"His name is Trevor. Trevor Wallace," she replied. "He's nobody you would know."
"And you think you can just end this, just like that?" Brady said. "Meredith, I love you. I've been nothing but faithful to you since we met. I never did anything to doubt my love for you. What can this Trevor give you that I can't, huh? Tell me that, Meredith. What the hell makes him better than me? Explain that, because I'd like to know."
"Perhaps another time, Brady; I have somewhere I need to be," she hissed before removing herself from his hold and rushing out the door. She ran downstairs and out the apartment complex that Brady lived in, rushing down the street and turning into an alleyway, where a truck was waiting for her.
John Gilbert smiled at Meredith as she climbed into the truck. "I take it Dr. Garrison was devastated when you told him the news?"
Meredith rolled her eyes. "Devastated? He was begging me to take him back. Pretty pathetic, if you ask me."
John grinned then leaned over and kissed her softly. "I've missed you, Dr. Fell-Gilbert," he said after pulling back.
Meredith smiled against his lips and returned his kiss. "I missed you too, John Gilbert." She kissed him again. "I love you so much."
"I love you too, Merry," John replied, kissing her one more time before starting the engine of his truck to drive them home.
When they got there, Meredith immediately pounced on John, kissing him passionately and pushing him against the front door.
John chuckled against her lips and returned her kiss. "You're definitely eager, aren't you, my love?"
"Eager doesn't begin to describe what I feel right now," she replied. "But, you're not far off in your assumption."
Her husband grinned then swept her into his arms, bridal style before unlocking the front door and carrying her inside. "Our second honeymoon awaits, my love," he said with another grin.
Meredith giggled. "I can't wait."
John then carried her into their bedroom, kicked the door shut with his foot, and carried Meredith over to the bed, following her onto the cool sheets and then kissing her passionately.
She returned his kiss, her hands sifting into his dark blonde hair and moaning quietly when he moved his kisses down her cheek and into her neck.
Meredith then ripped John's shirt open, feeling the softness of his skin under her hands, moaning at sensation it gave her.
"Oh, god, Merry, I can't wait," John said on a low groan. His fingers pushed the dress she wore for work that day up her body until he could peel it away over her head, tossing it onto the floor beside the bed.
Meredith pulled John's shirt off and threw it on the floor by her discarded dress, going for his pants next.
He assisted her then pulled away her panties, hands stroking along her thighs and smirking when he made them quiver beneath his touch.
Meredith felt his stroking her thighs and panted, letting out a scream of pleasure. John certainly knew what do to drive her over the edge, that was for sure, and she couldn't help but fall more and more in love with him in that moment.
John flipped them over so that she was on top, and allowed her to strip away his pants and boxers.
Meredith trembled as she got his pants and underwear off. She then straddled him and began to gyrate against him.
He grasped her hips in a firm hold and guided her movements, his head falling back onto the pillow as he tried to hold onto the last of his control.
Meredith licked her lips at this. "Yeah, that's it, my love. Show me how much you're enjoying this."
The Next Morning…
John woke up when there was a knock on the door downstairs and he slipped out of Meredith's light hold on him, putting his boxers and pants on, heading downstairs while rubbing his eyes free of the sleep. He all but wrenched open the door, gritting his teeth together when he saw who it was; he wasn't really ready to face the truth just yet. "What do you want, Isobel? I am in the middle of something," he ground out.
Isobel didn't give him a verbal reply, but pushed her way into the house. After she did that, she then pushed John against the wall, kissing him passionately. Pulling back slightly, she whispered against his lips, "Isn't it obvious, John? I missed you and I wanted to see you."
"What about Alaric? I thought you were with him?"
Isobel scoffed. "He dumped me and went back to his wife." She kissed him again. "Come on, John, admit it, you missed me just as much as I missed you."
"What the hell is going on here? John, why is that brunette tramp here to see you…again?!" Meredith demanded from behind them.
John sighed. He knew that he couldn't lie to Isobel. He pushed Isobel off him and then turned to face her. "I had hoped that it wouldn't come to this, but I guess I have some explaining to do. Isobel, Meredith is my wife. I never wanted to keep it from you, but…"
"You're married to her?" Isobel said. "And you never told me?"
Meredith smiled. "You heard him right, sister. You actually think that John loves you? He's been playing you from the beginning."
Isobel began to screech and throw a fit before turning to Meredith and slapping her across the face. "That's enough!" John yelled, pushing Isobel away from Meredith.
Isobel looked at John. "Oh, come on, why did you stop me? I was just getting warmed up."
"I don't condone fighting in my house," he replied. "Even if it is over me, so please, don't do it."
"You're kicking me out?" Isobel screeched.
John gave her a stern look. "Isobel, I know that you think you can come in here running back to me whenever you want, but this is going to stop right now. You have no concept of restraint. I did love you in the past, but this can't go on. Either leave now on your own accord, or I'm calling the police and have them escort you out. The choice is yours."
Isobel huffed then turned and stomped out.
John sighed and looked at Meredith. "Merry, I can't begin to tell you how sorry I am that you saw what you saw. I honestly didn't know that she was going to show up here. I told her that it was over, but she is just so possessive. I actually give Alaric kudos for coming to his senses and going back to Jenna."
Meredith launched herself at him and kissed him once he got what he was saying out and John returned the kiss, spinning them toward the wall after kicking the door shut with one foot.
Author's Note: I'm just full of surprises, aren't I? I wouldn't have considered Meredith & John in the first place, but an RP (role-play) board where I play Sage kind of inspired me to test/try them out. I hope you liked seeing them!