The alarm broke the peace of the Captain's quarters. He had set it for 06:00 but was regretting that choice. His dreams were of Cal and him, the last one was them making love in the pine grove near the pond. Adam was already at his post, Jim knew that. He would be going over every contingency before he deployed his men to the enemy ship. Jim knew Hendel had been the best choice for security chief. No one would have been as detail oriented as he had been since Mylus. The daily reports showed the captain exactly what would happen as soon as they boarded the enemy ship.

Starfleet had transmitted the schematics of the Mylan ship directly to Mr. Hendel and Kirk. There were three areas that needed to be secured; the bridge, engineering, and oddly enough the mess hall. It was surmised that the mess would contain more of the off-duty crew than any other area. Nine security details would be dispatched. Hendel would head the group sent to the bridge. Jim wanted him to take control of the ship until it docked. Funny how he was the only one Jim trusted to get them safely docked. A pilot would be sent to the Mylan bridge the moment it was secured, but he needed someone in charge. There would be one unit sent to secure engineering and one to the mess. The other six would comb the ship for any personnel. Those found would be spending the rest of their voyage in the brig.

Jim took a very quick shower, dressed, sent instructions to his surgeons, and headed for security. He needed to keep busy. If he was busy the time would go a lot faster. Hendel had stood up as soon as Jim walked into the room. "Good morning Mr. Hendel. How are the plans going? Please have a seat."

They both took seats as he slid the PADD to the captain. "I think I have put plans in effect for any contingency. But you know how things can go wrong anyway. Can we talk for a minute?"

"I thought we were?"

"No, not as the captain and his security chief."

"Please."

"Jim, I am concerned. There are too many variables. No matter what someone is going to get injured. No matter how I calculate things, I could lose men. This is the first time I know, I mean I absolutely know, someone is going to get hurt. I don't mean minor lacerations, I mean seriously injured or killed. How do you live with this?"

"I understand exactly how you feel. Remember when they told us at the Academy that we would have to order people to die, that there may come a time when we would have to sacrifice someone we loved to save the crew or even a planet. I don't think any of us understood that then. I fucking get it now."

"But, how do you do it?"

"You do what needs to be done and pray that the worst doesn't happen. I know you, you would sacrifice yourself easier than order another to do the same. Adam at times you have to do it. Unfortunately, there is no way around that. That is why we have each other."

"And Seriana."

"Yes, she is good, isn't she?"

"She is. I've seen how she has been getting you and Len through this."

"You noticed? Shit! Who else knows?"

"Sulu, Scotty, Uhura, Spock, and maybe a couple of people from medical. We noticed because we care about you, and let's face it, we are all drowning to one extent or another. Losing Pavel was hard. I'm just glad we didn't lose anyone else. I need to focus on what we saved, not what we lost."

"And that is how you get through this. I trust you. I trust you to do what is right. I also trust you to do what is necessary. And we will all be here for you when it is over."

"Thank you for that. Well here it goes captain. I will be assembling the teams in the cargo bay at 07:30. I will also be coordinating with the security chiefs from the Pegasus and the Reliant at that time. Our personnel will be going to the bridge and engineering, one team will go to the living quarters on the third level. Mr. Scott will personally be transporting our teams to their assigned areas. He will also coordinate the transports with the other ships. That way it will all be done as quickly as possible. Oh, one unit from the Pegasus will go to the mess."

"I'll have you on speaker. Uhura will keep your comm open. Adam,"

"Yes Jim?"

"Please be careful. I mean it. After we get back I was hoping you and Jen would spend more than just a couple of days at the farm. I know she likes it there."

"She does. She said it is a slice of heaven." He laughed at her use of old colloquialisms. "I'll be careful. At least as careful as you are."

"That isn't funny."

"I promise not to take any unnecessary risks. How is that?"

"I can live with that."

"I'm more concerned about the units I have sweeping the ship. One is from the Enterprise, two from the Pegasus and three from the Reliant. I have Mr. Scott keeping an eye on them, so to speak. If there are injuries, that person will be immediately beamed to our sickbay. Some of the units may not be from the Enterprise, but they are still my responsibility. Mylan casualties are being sent to the other ship's medicals."

"I understand how you feel. The plan seems well coordinated. Thank you for everything. I'll be on the bridge if you need me. I'll make sure all three surgeons are available if something goes wrong."

"Three?"

"Seri is also a surgeon."

"I had no idea."

"It may not be necessary but I would rather be prepared." Both men stood and shook hands. It would be a long few hours, but once they were docked the station's security would take over. That was when Hendel could begin to relax. He wouldn't truly relax until they were dock and everyone was on Earth.

"Captain on the bridge."

"Good morning Captain."

"Morning Mr. Spock. May I speak with you in my ready room?"

"Certainly Captain. Mr. Sulu, you have the con."

The two men entered the captain's office. "I talked to Mr. Hendel. He says there will most likely be casualties. I have sent messages to all three surgeons to be ready for casualties. They should all be in medical by the time the security units are deployed. We will take all of the casualties, even those from the Pegasus and the Reliant. Any Mylan casualties will be sent to those ships. I don't want there to be any question about their care."

"I agree. If they were to be treated here and died, they could say it was because our doctors wanted them dead. They would have a harder time saying that about ships and surgeons that were not involved in the incident. Jim?"

"Yes?" Jim sat on the edge of the desk.

"How are you doing? Nyota is concerned."

"Nyota is concerned?" Jim looked his first officer in the eye.

"As am I."

"I'm not doing too good. I know my heart rate is up and probably my blood pressure; but this will all be over soon. I just want to get through the next few days."

"Nyota talked about coming to the farm. With her parent's deaths she doesn't want to go to their town. I believe it would upset her. She and her brother don't seem to care for each other."

Jim smirked. "Len, Seri, and I can understand how that goes. We can all go straight there. In that town the press wont' be able to get to any of us. Not safely at least."

Spock quirked an eyebrow, but Jim knew he understood. "Captain, where do you want me during the prisoner transfer? We have not discussed those particulars."

"You're right." Jim walked to the opposite side of the desk and sat down. He hadn't given it much thought. "I would like you with the security team assigned to Dardrok. I don't want him getting brave. I also want you to transfer him to the station chief of security."

"Certainly captain. May I be excused?" Jim nodded. Spock left to go to the brig. He would make sure that the Dardrok part of the transfer would go smoothly. Then they could go through their debriefings and head to the farm. Nyota would feel much calmer when she was in the blue room. It was her favorite bedroom at Len's home, and the doctor made sure she had it every time they stayed.

Jim reentered the bridge. Sulu nodded to him as he sat in the chair. He loved this chair even though he felt the full weight of what it meant every time he sat in it. He had become the captain it truth when Khan came into their lives. He lost the hubris that had been holding him back. The hubris George and Pike had warned him against. Now he was Captain Kirk and all that meant. But few knew what truly meant.

Seri woke early. It was only 06:00 and she didn't have to wake until 07:00, but something felt off. Shit! She carefully got out of bed and grabbed the bag Joseph had put together. She went into the bathroom and quietly close the door. Tampons, where were the tampons? Phew, there were a few in there. She took a quick shower and put the tampon in, then slunk back into the bed. Thankfully it was all clean. "You okay Peaches?"

She didn't realize he had woken. "Yes, just got my period. Thankfully caught it before there was a mess."

"Come here baby." He pulled her to him. "Cramps?"

"Not yet. I'll get something for it. Len the PADDS are blinking." She rolled out of his arms. "Get up. We need to get to medical. Jim wants all of his surgeons ready by 07:30 for any of the human casualties that the ship boarding might produce. Are you okay with this? You can take the easier cases."

"No." He jumped out of bed and went to the shower. "I need to be there for them. I love you Peaches, and you are a good surgeon, but I am better." He jumped in for a regulation shower.

"You are the best in Starfleet. But you know that. We will be there if you need to step out. You have two safety nets if you need them. She was dressed and her hair put up by the time he came back to the bedroom.

"Thanks for that." He knew he was the best but he sure as hell wasn't going to say it. It only took a few minutes to dress and run a comb through his hair. They walked through the door to medical slightly before 07:30. "Hey Joe. Ready?"

"As ready as we can be. Christine is with you, Ray is with me, and Seri, T'sruk is with you. I got the roster together last night just in case."

"Perfect. Who is on triage if Christine is with me?"

"Shit!"

"Don't worry, we'll use Ana. Ana may we see you?"

Ana, an older extremely experienced trauma nurse came over. She was in her mid-forties and had been through the colony skirmishes. "Yes Dr. McCoy?" Len trusted her. He didn't know her very well personally, but her record spoke for itself.

"We are probably going to get casualties over the next couple of hours. The three of us are the surgeons with the other doctors taking the non-surgical cases. I need you to take charge of the triage. Nurses Chapel, Marshall, and T'sruk are assigned to us. The rest are up for grabs."

"Yes doctor. I'll get things together." She looked at the three doctors in front of her. "I am assuming you are each taking one of the surgical suites."

"I am taking number three, Dr. M'Benga will be in two, and Dr. Targan will be in one."

"Very good." She turned and quickly assembled her triage team. She noticed that Len had taken the suite for the most complicated cases, with Dr. M'Benga being assigned the next one down, and Dr. Targan being given the one for the less complicated cases. The patients would be assigned accordingly.

Joe was looking around. "Maybe we should get out of their way?"

Len almost got run over by a hovering gurney. "Might not be a bad idea. We definitely don't want to piss off the nurses. The medical doctors should be here soon. Let's hide in the office." They quickly put themselves in the office and waited for the casualties.

Hendel had gone over the particulars with the other security heads and his own units. They needed to transport to the Mylan ship as quickly as possible. When they entered the transporter room, Mr. Scott was there with his top transporter chief. "Mr. Scott, when do we start?"

"At exactly 07:45. I just talked to the other two transporter chiefs. I will transport the team to the Bridge first, then the engine room, and finally the last unit will be put into the living quarters of the third level. If we do this the way we have planned all units will be on the ship within four minutes. Mr. Hendel, good luck."

"Thank you, Mr. Scott."

"I will keep all human personnel monitored at all times. I have it set up to transport any injured personnel directly to medical. The Pegasus is coordinating the other two medicals to take any wounded Mylans."

"Thank you again." He motioned for the unit to stand on the pad. The new pads had room to transport up to eight. They were all armed and carried restraints. Adam also had a small med kit just in case.

Scotty sent a message to the captain that the transports were ready to begin. With that he transported the first group to the bridge, the next to engineering and then finally the third to the third deck. It was all set into motion. All they could do now was wait.

Christine opened the office door. "You're on!" The three surgeons ran into the medbay. Ana had everything under control. Doctors were treating the non-surgical cases. The surgeons headed to their surgical suites.

The first casualty wheeled into Seri's suite. "Dr. Targan, this is Ms. Canin. She has several burns that require debridement." Seri went into action. She could hear Len in her head. He had a compressed spinal injury. Len was in his element; micro-surgery was his favorite. The burns might cause her some problems later, Len would get her through it. She knew that in her dreams it wouldn't be Ms. Canin on her table. No time to think about that, she needed to only see the patient in front of her.

The bridge blinked red as the sounds of a fire fight came over the audio. Jim only knew there were casualties, he didn't know how many. That would have to wait. It wasn't long before Hendel's voice came over the comm. "Bridge secured Captain."

Jim let out a breath he didn't realize he had been holding. "Thank you, Mr. Hendel. Do you have the captain with you?"

"Yes sir." With that the view screen came to life. Hendel had the Mylan with his hands bound behind his back. "Here captain."

"Captain, as you can tell you are not being joined by your fleet. We are taking you to one of our stations. At that time, you will be handed over to their security team. At a later date you and your personnel will be sent back to Mylus. Until that time please consider yourself and your crew guests of Starfleet."

The Mylan was visibly scared, though he still tried to project an air of confidence and anger. Jim had seen this type of posturing too many times to be fooled. "Captain, you realize you have committed an act of war."

"Only if we were to imprison you. You are our guests. Mr. Hendel, we will be docking in a few moments. Are all other areas secure?"

"Yes captain. There were several Mylan casualties that are being treated. Our injured are already in Medical. I shall report to you as soon as the transfer is complete."

"No Mr. Hendel, you will report to medical and jet that gash seen to." Jim had been watching the blood flow down Adam's face as he held the struggling Mylan.

Sulu had begun the docking procedures as did the Pegasus and the Reliant. "Docking complete captain."

"Thank you, Mr. Sulu."

The view screen lit up. "Captain Kirk, it is good to see you. Before you ask, our security is taking custody of the Mylans. We would like you to transfer Dardrok last if at all possible."

"It is good to see you Admiral Cochin. That should not be a problem. Am I to assume you will be doing the debriefing?" Jim's heart rate had begun to rise with the thought of what a debriefing could mean.

"Yes Captain. Yours will not take long. All of them should take no more than a day. We have already notified your families. They will be brought to the Academy shuttle bay when you arrive."

"I appreciate that admiral. I want Mrs. Chekov taken care of…"

"Jim, Dr. McCoy won't leave her. She is in good hands."

Jim smiled; he should have known Mama would keep her close. "I'm sure she is. I know you want to talk to Dr. McCoy. I will send him to your office as soon as he is out of surgery."

"He is practicing already? Good for him." She was smiling and looked genuinely relieved. Admiral Cochin was a good person. Jim was glad she was doing the debriefing. If it had to be done, she would be the best one for Len. Shani had never been out to crucify anyone…unless they deserved it.

Jim's PADD lit up, the transfers were complete. "Admiral, may I have your leave, I need to meet my security chief in medical."

"He was injured?" Jim nodded. "Please go. I will catch up to you later." The screen blinked off.

"Mr. Spock."

"Yes Captain."

"It is time to transfer our friend to his new quarters."

"Will you be joining us captain?"

"No, I must join Mr. Hendel in medical."

Spock understood. "Very good captain. I shall join you as soon as I have transferred our guest."

"Mr. Sulu, you have the con." Jim went to the turbo lift. He turned back to the bridge. Everything was perfect. Everyone was at their post doing their job. This was the new normal. Seri told him he would get past this, that he would stop looking for Pavel. It hadn't happened yet, but it would, he knew it would in time.

When Jim entered the medbay there were five beds occupied with security personnel that had already been tended. The three surgical suites were occupied, and doctors, nurses, and aids were running n between their patients. Jim located the nurse that seemed to be in charge, "Excuse me lieutenant."

She stopped in her tracks. "Yes captain? I am sorry I didn't see you there."

"That is alright. I was looking for Mr. Hendel."

"He is over there." She pointed to the second surgical suite.

"Oh. I didn't realize he was that bad."

"It is too bad, but he needed plastic surgery to close the laceration without any scarring. Dr. Targan was already working on a facial burn, so Dr. M'Benga took him. Do you want me to let them know you are waiting?"

"No. I'll just wait until he is done." Jim used the time to walk around and check on all of the injured crew. They got away easy. Wait, she didn't mention Len. "Lieutenant, where is Dr. McCoy?"

"He is still working on Ms. Valichin. He will most likely be another hour."

"Oksana? What happened to her?" He remembered the sweet kid. She was only twenty.

"From what I understand one of the Mylans pulled down a container on her. She had her spine crushed at T12. Thankfully Mr. Scott got her here as quickly as he did."

"And Dr. McCoy is working on her." Jim knew even Joseph would feel overwhelmed with that type of an injury. He could do it, but not with the same dexterity as Bones. Len was the reason Pike had regained use of his legs.

"That was what Dr. M'Benga said. He was thankful he had Dr. McCoy back. We all are."

"Yes, we are."

With that Dr. M'Benga exited the suite with Hendel. "Now remember what I said. It may look like there is nothing there, but it will be weakened for the next week. Please take it easy."

"Don't worry doctor, he will." Jim put his hand on Adam's shoulder. "Let's go talk."

They walked back to Jim's quarters. Everyone they passed stared at them as if to say we understand, this will all be over soon. As soon as they entered the cabin, Adam sunk into the couch. He started to stand "Sorry captain."

"No, please sit. It's Jim when we are in here. I know it's early, but would you like a drink. Len left me a cabin warming gift."

"Please. Did you hear about Oksana? I knew this would happen. Jim, she is just a kid. Now she will probably never walk again."

"Let's see what Len says. She has the best surgeon in the fleet working on her. Adam, I'm not just saying that, he truly is the best Starfleet has."

"Really? He doesn't act it."

"Yes, he does. This crew is the best Starfleet has. Part of what makes us great is we don't act cocky. I learned that the hard way. What about you?"

He chuckled as he took the bourbon. "I sure as hell did. Jim, I know you requested me for this position. They wanted to send me back to headquarters. Why did you ask for me?"

"Like I said, we are all the best. That was why I wanted you. I know it was selfish, but I wanted the best security chief in the fleet. That's you."

"I don't feel like I am, especially not today."

"Today especially; this morning you sat here and told me you thought there was going to be a lot of serious injuries and even possible deaths. The casualty count is low, and there are no dead."

"You don't know that yet. We don't know what the casualty count is."

"Len won't let her die."

"But what if she can't walk. She wanted to have children. What if she can't?"

"Then we will help her through it. That is what family does."

They both finished their drinks in one shot. "I am just praying you are right."

"I am. I have to meet someone on the station, then I need to speak with the admiral. Please stay in here when you fill out your report. No one will bother you if you are in here. Well, Seri and Len might, but no one else has the access code."

"I do."

"Smart ass."

"Thank you. I don't think I could handle the stares. Tell Callie I said hi." He picked up the PADD and entered his code.

"How did you…. it doesn't matter." Jim quickly left for the station.

Seri finished her graft handed the orders to the aide and went to Len's office. She flopped onto the couch. Shit! She replicated a tampon and went into the bathroom. This was getting tiresome. She never realized how much she hated the inconvenience of having her period. She had to already change it once between surgeries, but this was irritating. Though if this was the price to pay for having a child, then it wasn't too bad.

She was back on the couch when Joe came in. "How are you doing?"

"Waiting for the cramps to start."

"You got it already? Wow, that was fast."

"Luckily for Betazoids it only lasts four days."

"Seri, you can try anytime after that. How did the surgeries go?"

"We know. We will probably start trying when we get home. They went well."

"Any remind you of Len."

"Yes. I'll be okay." He looked concerned. "Really Joe, I will be fine. None were as bad as his."

"I know, Ana gave me the bad ones. She is good. She knows some of what you did, she didn't want to traumatize you."

"Don't ever let her transfer or retire!" They laughed at the mental picture of Joe and Len tying her to a bed until she was too far away from any base to leave.

"Are you going to wait for Len?"

"Yes."

"He could be a few more hours. It will be at least another hour."

"I know. He really feels in control. I hope it goes well. She is so young."

"She has the best chance with him. If you don't mind, I'm going to take a long hot shower. I've been saving up my hot water rations for a day like this.

"Go enjoy." Seri rested while Len finished. She knew he would need her when it was all over.

Jim walked through the gangway to the station. A few of the crew were taking advantage of the leave he gave to all personnel not on duty. He knew Cal was on the station somewhere. He needed to find a kiosk that would help him locate her cabin. He walked through the crowd that had gathered at the station entrance of the gangway. They all wanted to get a look at the famous crew. Jim smiled as he gently pushed his way though the densest part of the crowd. Then there was a hand grasping and pulling at his arm.

"Please don't do that." He didn't look at the hand as he began to remove it.

"You never said that to me before Blue Eyes."

"Cal!" He grabbed her hand and pulled her to him. He buried his face in the crook of her neck as her hand made it to the back of his head.

"I'm here baby. I've got you." She never wanted to let him go, but they were starting to attract stares. "Jim, lets go to my quarters." He pulled back and stared into her malachite eyes.

"Alright." Her cabin was only one deck up and as few feet from the turbo lift. "How did you know I was disembarking."

"I didn't. I've been waiting since the Enterprise docked. Mr. Spock said you would be off soon."

The door slid open. It barely closed when Jim pushed her against the wall. His tongue was in her mouth and her hands were unzipping his shirt. He pulled back breathless. "I need to talk to the admiral."

"Somehow, I doubt this will take long." Her evil giggle told him she wasn't kidding. "Jim, yesterday I spoke with the admiral. She agreed that you needed a little time to decompress before your meeting. Given the look she gave me, I assume she knows we are together. I'm beginning to think that among the senior officers we are one of the worst kept secrets in the fleet." It had been years since they had been together. It had been years since he had been with anyone but himself, and from what Len said it was the same for her. She had his shirt off and her hands were roaming his chest before he knew what happened.

Jim picked her up, walked her across the room and threw her on the bed. He toed of his shoes as she took off her dress. "Come here Honey. I need to feel you."

She kneeled on the bed directly in front of him and wrapped her arms around his waist. His scent called to her. She had craved him for years. He was the only man for her. Now she understood what her brother had told her the night of the bonfire. Her eyes met his as she looked up.

He could see into her soul. That was what he had missed. The one thing Jim knew was that he couldn't live without that connection. These past years had been torture. Len had told him he would know when he was ready for a commitment. Truthfully, he had been ready since Kahn, but now it was a physical need. A need as much and water and air. He captured her mouth as he unclasped her bra and slipped the straps from her shoulders. "Cal, I love you. Please don't leave me. Please. I need you."

"Jim, I'm not going anywhere." Her voice was a whisper. Carefully she undid his pants and pulled them down his legs. He needed this. He needed someone to take care of him. "Please Jim, let me be there for you."

He stepped out of his pants and underwear, as she took off her thong. He ran his fingers through her hair, releasing it from it's ribbon. It cascaded down her back, black coal against alabaster. "Cal…" He had grown up in the years that they had known each other. He wasn't an adult, and he sure as hell wasn't a captain until Kahn. Now he was there for everyone. Now he would give everything he was for his family. Even after Kahn he didn't believe in no win scenarios, he just change his definition of no win. As long as everyone he cared about was safe, the scenario was won, even if he was dead.

"It's alright Jim, I understand." She needed to take charge. Normally she didn't think of it that way, neither of them was in charge in the bedroom, but today he needed to have her take care of him. He needed someone to see him and not Captain Kirk. "Come here baby. I need you to lie back on the bed. Trust me Jim."

"I have always trusted you. Honey, I trust you with everything." He laid back on the bed and let her take over. Jim couldn't take his eyes from Cal. He couldn't believe she was really there.

She laid next to him and guided him to face her. Something played behind his eyes, something haunting. Her fingers traced along his hairline. "Talk to me. Tell me what is going on in here."

"I didn't believe in no win scenarios, until now. Even lying in the hospital bed after Kahn I didn't. I changed my definition, but I still didn't believe in them. We are a family, on the Enterprise we are one large, and at times slightly dysfunctional family. But we are a family. We all work together. That is how we survive, that is how we cheat death."

"But not this time. Crew members died before, but this time it was closer to home. I get that. Jim, it can happen. Len made the hard decision, but in the end, he won, you all did. None of you were killed by the Mylans. I know about the kid in surgery. From what Joe told we she will live. Len wasn't turned, the spies were found, and they didn't kill any of you. No matter what is said, you will always know that."

"You know I would have rather died than have had what happened happen?"

"I know. And that is what hurts." Tears had been falling down his cheeks, though Cal doubted he realized. "Come here, I have you." He moved into her arms, into the comfort he desperately needed. It had been what he was reaching for all of the nights since Mylus. She rubbed his back slowly, as he cried.

"God Cal, I am so sorry. This wasn't what I had in mind for our first time together after all these years. I wanted to make love. I wanted to let you know how much you meant to me. I fucked that up." He tried to push away from her, but she wouldn't allow it.

"Isn't that exactly what we are doing? Isn't this what love is about? I know exactly what I mean to you. You open yourself to me every time we are together. You are a part of me, and I am a part of you. I like sex as much as you do, but this is also making love. This is us Jimmy, just us. We will have time for sex; and believe me you won't be able to walk by the time we are done."

She could feel his chuckle. She needed him to relax, to feel one with her. "I didn't think about it that way. I don't think we are heading to Earth until tomorrow. You can take your stuff to my quarters while I am with the admiral."

This time when he released his grip, she allowed him to pull away. He rolled her under him. She reminded him of a Martin-Kaval painting. He was losing himself in her eyes. The eyes he saw every night before he fell asleep were now looking at him. She touched his cheek bringing him back to reality. "What do you want? Tell me."

"You, I want you. Cal, I want to feel everything. I need to know you are here, that this isn't another dream." She wrapped her legs around his hips. It didn't take much for him to get hard. He wanted her, needed her. Those beautiful green eyes told him it was the same for her. But this time it would be slow. His hand reached between them as he guided himself to her opening. She was so wet he slip in easily.

Slowly he moved in and out of her. Her walls began to spasm as he hit her spot. Funny how he remembered exactly where it was.

His eyes never left hers. "Don't close your eyes. Jim, I want to see them when you cum." Her nails dug into his shoulders as she felt her orgasm building. It had been so long, she needed this as much as he did. There would be time for different positions later. For now, this was what they both needed. To lose themselves in each other.

It wasn't long before he saw her start to lose control. "Look at me. Don't close your eyes." She was cumming. Her eyes flashed as she bit back a scream. As she clamped down he followed her. His eyes went almost grey as he came. Cal could feel him completely fill her. She clamped down holding him in as long as she could. Jim carefully laid on top of her. She wrapped her arms around him. "I love you Cal."

"I love you too Jimmy." He rolled off of her and pulled her to him. It wouldn't be long before they were back home. Maybe then they could make love where they did the night of the bonfire. Maybe then they would start to heal.