Chapter 38: My Hero

Thought I would update this seeing as I haven't updated anything in a long time. So here it is guys and I'd like to devote a mention of thanks to "xan merrick" for inspiring me with this idea.

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"He's coming home."

She couldn't even contain her happiness at the confirmation this past week and neither could their ten month old son Braden who initially reacted to his Mother's elation in the form of a happy squeal.

The last time she saw him was a little after Braden was born and since then lived a constant life of fear and uncertainty concerning her husband's welfare, particularly in the risky profession he had chosen to pursue.

Fighting on the front line was a childhood passion for Jack, much like his own Father, but it rung nothing but fear within her, as it would with any soldier's wife. Still, she did her very best to maintain a supportive attitude and simply invest in the hope that he would come home to her and their son.

Thankfully that day was today, hours now to be precise.

The last ten months had been an extremely tough one for her to endure, what with a having a baby and all, but her husband's Mother had been there for her at every instance. Also helping her cope through those lonely, sleepless nights.

"It's all over now." She now affirmed herself with a sigh of utter relief. Then looking down to the baby currently in her arms who was already taking after his Father in every single aspect, right down to the way he scrunched his little eyebrows when he was either agitated or in deep thought.

"Daddy's coming home sweetheart….." she spoke to Braden and as if almost understanding what she was saying, he smiled followed by a babble of baby gibberish.

She couldn't even get through breakfast, but did so she wouldn't have a hungry, fussy infant on her hands as a result. A half hour later and she was on her way to the Airport, Braden secured into his child seat and his little hazel, brown eyes keenly observing every little bit of scenery they passed on the way there.

Next to him sat cooing was Marie, Jack's Mother. Someone who was just as eager as her daughter in law to see her son again, especially after the way she had left things with him.

Despite their argumentative differences, she still did her best to maintain a sense of positivity, specifically for the sake of Kate and her grandson, but she always prepared herself for the worst.

Traffic was heavy, which was to be expected seeing as Kate wasn't the only one welcoming a soldier back from the front line today.

An agonising half hour later and they were pulling into the reasonably packed parking lot of the Airport, mobbed on the way by a bunch of reporters and thankfully the annoying clicking and flashing of their cameras didn't upset Braden too much.

Now she and Marie stood at the barrier, just in time to see the plane coming in for landing.

Much to her shock at that moment Braden pointed his little, chubby finger at the plane and Kate simply encouraged his guess with a confirmation saying, "That's right sweetie, Daddy's here."

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He literally sprinted off the plane the moment it landed. Eager to see his family within the crowds and he didn't have to search long cause there she was right in front, holding their son and looking as beautiful as the day he first met her.

Like a magnet pull his legs started to make their way towards her. Advancing in his stride as the barrier was lowered. Allowing for her to meet him halfway, capturing him in a fierce hug along with a confused Braden sandwiched in between.

Words weren't needed to express just how much they had missed each other. Any observer could see it in the way they held each other, hurried and desperate in their explorations and each exchanging words of love and comfort to prove that this was in fact real.

Still keeping her tightly wrapped in his arms he then settled his awestruck eyes on his son.

She sent him photos nearly every month, mostly of Braden and the antics the little guy was already getting up to. Each one was kept and treasured for dear life by Jack cause in effect it was the only element he had of his son, but to see him now in the flesh was something neither him or his emotions could handle.

"Hey buddy." Jack cooed, gladly accepting and cuddling the infant into his arms yet still maintaining a firm hold on Kate as well.

Braden's acknowledgement was a simple toothless smile and the pair chuckled right before engaging themselves in the first kiss they'd had in ten long months. Their tongues tangling and caressing in a dance they knew all too well though they barely got halfway to the cusp of temptation before Braden decided to make his presence known by lightly smacking his Father's cheek.

Laughing against her lips he then pulled away, eyeing his son with amusement saying, "Mommy's little protector eh."

"He takes after his Daddy in that respect." Kate mused and Jack smiled with nothing but pride whilst cuddling Braden even closer into him.

"Jack?" came the unmistakable voice and Jack was more surprised than anything to see her here, especially after her constant berating of him for choosing the same profession that took his Father's life.

"Mom?" he still thought to question and as if gauging what needed to happen, Kate carefully stepped aside, gently extracting Braden from Jack's arms and then giving Marie and Jack the chance to finally reconcile in the form of a hug.

"I'm sorry Jack. I'm so sorry, I never meant….." She kept on apologising, and without thinking about it any further Jack silenced her with his assurance of forgiveness along with his gratitude for her being there for Kate and Braden.

He wasn't one to dwell on the past cause if he did then what kind of significance would be credited towards the accomplishments he had made in his Father's honour since that time.

"What do you say we get out of here?" Kate then suggested and the rest willingly agreed. Eager to see where this new chapter of their lives would take them.

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(Later that evening)

Instead of taking the advantage of a shortcut she opted to do the dishes by hand. Wanting to soak up as much as the normalcy as she could and now that Jack was finally home, there was nothing more she could want.

She kept fanning herself all the time she went on talking

Dear, dear how queer everything is today

And yesterday things went on just as usual

I wonder if I've been changed in the night

Let me think was I the same when I got up this morning?

But if I'm not the same then the next question is….

Who in the world am I?

Ah that's the great puzzle.

She heard him over the baby monitor, smiling as he continued to read to Braden. A few minutes later she heard a light shuffling and was then welcomed with his presence. His arms weaving around her slim waist and his lips already making their way down the arching frame of her neckline, wordlessly urging for the obvious and all she did was encourage.

"Mmmmm" she hummed in pleasure, closing her eyes and smiling as his hands aided in strengthening the intention of his ministrations. Moving down her sides at first and then inching towards her already responsive destination.

It had been a long ten months and among other things, the raunchy intimacy they had between each other was what she secretly missed the most. The first few nights were the hardest without him, especially with not feeling the security of those arms wrapping around her much like they were right now. Strong yet loving in his grasp as he suddenly picked her up to continue in a much more private place.

Kate, of course contributing with the journey her mouth was currently making over the warm skin on his neck. A moan of her name that strengthened considerably in tone as she methodically gyrated her hips into his. Nearly causing for him to lose his balance at one point on the stairs, but he managed to recover and then run the rest of the way.

Approaching the doorway to their bedroom, Jack took the time to make Kate pay for the naughty ravaging she had done to him on the way here. Roughly pushing her against the frame of the door and attacking her neck with a feverish assault of wet kisses.

Clothes, mainly on her being removed as quick as his lips moved to then feast on the newly exposed skin.

"I need you…." She urged, almost pleading, strengthening her need by pushing hard into his and with a grunt he gave in, carrying her towards the bed.

Once stood at the foot of it he bent down to lower her onto the cushioned surface, but Kate was done playing games and pulled him to fully lie on top of her. Their bodies lining up to finally quench a mutual ten month longing and all that stood in the way of it now was Jack's clothes.

Allowing her impatience to get the better of her, especially when Jack failed to catch on, she did the undoing for him. Practically ripping off his T-shirt and attacking his jeans in a similar manner. Once removed, her eyes and hands travelled towards the source of his bulging arousal, caressing and then moving past the confines of his boxers to stroke him fully.

He moaned appreciatively in response to her ministrations, though striving to take eventual control of things before they ended prematurely, particularly for him if she carried on doing what she was doing.

"Jack, please…." She expectedly pleaded, nipping at his lips whilst tightening the hold she had over his swollen erection, weakening his resolve that much more by applying more pressure and a faster pace with her strokes. Knowing he could never deny her, he moved to lie flat on his back, giving her what she wanted and in turn she took full advantage of the switch in control and position.

Briefly releasing her hold on him, she pulled down his boxers and once they were completely off and out of the way, she removed the rest of her clothing and then moved to straddle him. Jack assuming that she would mount him at that moment but it seemed she had other plans, kinkier plans.

"Look Jack" she pointedly urged, focusing on his cock. Engorged and laying heavily on his stomach now, the tip almost reaching his navel and it instinctively twitched when she dragged the tip of her index finger along the underside right down to the thick base. His darkening eyes keenly focused on her teasing as she resumed with stroking him, though this time using her mouth as well, hungrily closing over the tip and taking the time to appreciate his taste.

There was nothing more he or his mind could do except encourage in every way possible as the moment progressed to the point where her mouth had completely taken over from her stroking hands.

He watched her through hooded eyes, resting on his elbows, his mind dizzy at the feel and sight of her pleasuring him so intensely. Her eyes alternating focus between his reaction and his now glistening cock. A part of him that evoked a hunger she never even thought existed within her, but she never questioned anything when it came to what she felt for him.

He was the one for her and she him.

"Mmmm" she moaned in please, spurring on the fire in his eyes and defying the impossible as his cock grew even further within her mouth. Surprising her and at the same time blatantly suggesting that he was close.

His mind was spinning at the moment. Losing all comprehension of focus as she moved to love him even harder, firmly implying how she wanted this to end and any other situation he would gladly give in, but after all this time spent apart, he wanted to feel her again.

In his arms, kissing and caressing every inch of her body whilst his poised hardness lay deeply buried within her. Happily accepting the feverish, slickening warmth as he pushed in and out of her in a slow and methodical manner to merely prolong the anticipation of release he was sure to follow with after bringing her to it again and again.

With that promising knowledge lodged in what was left of his mind, he strove to make it a reality. Gently pulling her whimpering mouth away from him, chuckling when she refused to let go yet relinquishing control with his loving tone of verbal encouragement.

"C'mere."

It was all he said, opening his arms to her, and with a whimpered, "Oh Jack" she fell into them like a Damsel in distress seeking completion in her Prince. Jack, of course being that and more to her as he embraced her lovingly, sealing his lips with hers in a slow, wet kiss whilst his arousal searched and then slowly plunged into her very own once found.

She pulled away at that moment, wide eyed and gasping his name, nearly coming apart as he made the first thrust, though suppressing it long enough to be welcomed with the next and the next. Each one accentuated with a verbal exchange of what their loving was doing to them and how much they'd longed for this moment to happen again.

Even if it was ten months.

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"Jesus, if the sex is this good then maybe I should leave more often." Jack jokingly gasped in between breaths, still recovering from what he just experienced.

"Say that again and there'll be no more sex." Kate warned with a fake smile, equally exhausted but coherent enough to make her intentions clear. They would have to drag her away kicking and screaming if he were to go away again.

"Withholding sex Mrs. Shepherd?" he teased, perking his eyebrows with curiosity whilst trying to suppress a smile.

"Think I won't hold it against you?" she replied, playing the game and close to giving it away when he suddenly leaned into her. His lips inches away from hers and his eyes gauging her every reaction to his advances.

"Oh it's not me I'm worried about…" he cheekily commented in a heated breath, taking her completely off her focus and composure.

Without prolonging the anticipation any further he proceeded to finish his statement with a kiss. Thorough in his exploration and the same went for his hands as they wrapped themselves around her petite body, bringing her close into him and in the process allowing further access for his roaming hands. Then undoubtedly landing on the one place that left her speechless and out of breath; more so when he inserted himself within her once again.

Kate, not only stunned by his stamina but also by the sheer unexpected boldness in the sultry act. Never the less she paid less time thinking and more enjoying loving her husband.

Something she would never grow tired of feeling and now that he was home, and home for good, there was a lot to make up for.

None of it involving sleep.

I think it's a mix of longing for the new season and some AU Jack/Kate love. This chapter is the result and I got a lot more where that came from (quicker this time lol) if you guys are interested ……

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