Author's note: More of the same...

Emma woke up before Sean and watched him as he slept. She caressed his face and noticed a scar above his left eye. She wondered how she didn't notice it until then. She kissed the spot and Sean stirred.

"Hi."

He smiled, "Hello."

"I'm sorry I woke you up."

"It's okay." He looked at her, "What were you doing?"

"Kissing your face."

"Oh, really?"

She nodded and ran her finger along the scar. "When did you get this?"

"Two years ago."

"In Afghanistan?"

He nodded but said nothing.

She kissed it again, then kissed his mouth and pulled away. "I really don't want this weekend to end."

"Me either." He traced his fingers up and down her arm, "In fact, I wouldn't mind doing this every weekend."

Emma smiled, "Really?"

He nodded, "I enjoy having you here."

"You will get sick of me."

"I'll never get sick of you." He kissed her quickly and sat up, "I think we should shower and watch a movie."

"Sounds good to me."

Sean got out of bed and held out his hand for Emma.

"Thank you."

She stood up, and he kissed her hand. "You're welcome."

After the shower, Sean and Emma were on his couch watching a movie. Emma's head was in Sean's lap and he was stroking her hair.

"My mom wants you to come over for dinner next weekend."

"Oh yeah?"

"She wants to see you."

"And Archie?"

"He does too."

"Maybe by then, he'll forget about our sexcapades in your room?"

Emma laughed and said, "Maybe."

"I don't like when he's disappointed in me."

Emma sat up, "Sean, we're adults. It's not like we were 17 and having sex in my room."

Sean looked at her, "I know but he's always been like a father figure to me and I don't like it when he's mad at me."

Emma smiled, "I know." She grabbed his hand, "It'll be fine. I promise."

He leaned forward and kissed her on the nose, "Thank you."

"For what?"

"For being you."

Emma cuddled up against him, "I love you."

"I love you." Sean asked, "What would you like for dinner?"

"Are you done with the movie?"

Sean nodded, "I wasn't really paying attention. I was daydreaming."

"Oh yeah? What were you daydreaming about?"

"Us."

Emma smiled and asked, "What about us?"

"I don't know if I want to tell you."

Emma smiled, "Why not?"

"I don't want to freak you out."

Emma furrowed her eyebrows, "Well, now I'm intrigued."

"I was just picturing you pregnant."

"Really?" Sean nodded. "How many kids do you want?"

"Three. Two girls and a boy."

Emma smiled, "Just one boy?"

Sean laughed, "I'm not sure this world is ready for more than one mini Sean Cameron."

"But you think it's ready for two more of me?"

"I would love that."

Emma kissed him then pulled away smiling, "I think a mini Sean would be adorable."

"Oh yeah?"

Emma nodded, "Yes. You were adorable. There was a reason you immediately caught my eye when you showed up in the Media Immersion class that day."

Sean smiled, "I never intimidated you even when you should have been intimidated by me."

"It's that whole good girl/bad boy thing."

"You were definitely a good girl."

"And you were definitely a bad boy."

"I did some awful things when I was in high school."

Emma nodded, "True, but you also did some amazing things."

"Like?"

"Saving my life?

"Oh, right, that."

Emma smiled, "You were so brave."

"I don't know if I'd call it brave. I could have gotten myself killed."

"But you didn't."

Sean looked at her and took a deep breath, "You know what I think about a lot?"

"What?"

"I think about how I've cheated death more than a few times and how J.T. didn't survive getting stabbed." Emma held his hand. He took a deep breath then said, "The scar above my eye is from a roadside bomb going off." Emma gasped and Sean continued, "I had just walked past it, I was maybe 100-150 feet from it, heard a click, turned around and it exploded."

"Oh my God."

Sean nodded, "It killed three of my buddies instantly. I saw another guy lose a leg. I broke my left arm and ankle from the impact of being thrown off my feet and onto the ground. I also got some shrapnel stuck in my face." He pointed at the scar, "The biggest piece flew in here. I'm lucky I didn't lose an eye. I also had a bad concussion, and I lost my hearing for a few hours." Emma had tears in her eyes. Sean said, "I was in the infirmary for a while."

Emma grabbed him and hugged him tightly, "I'm so glad you're safe."

"I get bad headaches from time-to-time and my left ankle has become a barometer." Emma pulled away and looked puzzled. "I can tell you when it will snow and it aches when it rains."

"I'm so sorry this happened to you."

Sean scoffed, "Yeah, I thought going into the Army would make me the kind of man you could be proud of."

"You were that man with or without the Army, Sean."

Sean nodded, closed his eyes, and he cried into Emma's shoulder. Emma held onto him as his body shook. They stayed that way for a few minutes. When he pulled away, he apologized. "I'm sorry."

Emma shook her head and said, "Never apologize for that, Sean. Ever."

He looked at her with red eyes and said, "Thank you."

Emma grabbed his face and kissed him. When she pulled away, she asked, "Are you getting help?"

Sean nodded, "I'm seeing a therapist twice a month."

"That's good."

"Yeah. She's helped me a lot since I've been home. I don't think I'd be able to function without therapy, to be honest."

Emma caressed Sean's face and wiped the tears off his cheeks, "I'm not sure I've loved you more than I love you right now at this moment."

Sean smiled, "Oh yeah?"

She nodded, "I'm glad you opened up to me."

"So am I."

"Do you feel a little better having done that?" Sean nodded. "Good."

"You know what else would make me feel better?" Emma shook her head. He kissed her quickly, stood up and held out his hand. Emma stood up, grabbed his hand and Sean walked them into his room.

"No dinner?"

"Not yet." Emma smiled. "I just need to hold you for a while."

"I have no problem with that."

"Good." Sean climbed onto his bed, got comfortable and opened his arms.

"Oh, you mean actually holding me?"

"Yes, is that okay?"

"Yes, it's okay." Emma got onto the bed, cuddled against Sean and smiled, "I like it when you hold me."

Sean kissed her hair and squeezed her. They stayed like that for a little while. Finally, Sean broke the silence and said, "I was thinking about next weekend."

"Yeah?"

"I think I want to cook for your parents."

Emma looked up at him, "Really?"

"Yeah, do you think they'd want to come here for dinner next Sunday?"

"I think they would love that."

"Okay. I'll make something vegetarian for them."

Emma smiled, "That would be wonderful. In fact…" Emma got up and walked out of Sean's room.

"Hello?" He laughed, "Where are you going?"

Emma grabbed her purse and took out her phone. "Just getting my phone." She climbed back into bed with Sean and dialed her parents' number. "You will ask my parents over for dinner."

"Oh, okay."

Christine answered, "Hey Em, is everything okay?"

"Yes, mom everything is great. I have Sean here with me."

"Hi, Christine."

"Sean! It's so good to hear your voice."

"Thanks. Um, I was wondering if you and Mr. Simpson would like to come to my place next weekend. Next Sunday evening. I would like to cook dinner for you."

"Yes! We would love that."

"I figure I owe you a lot of dinners so I might as well start now."

Christine laughed, "You don't really owe us anything, Sean."

"Yes, I do. You both helped me out a lot when I was younger."

"Well, okay, if you insist."

"I insist. It would be an honor to cook for you."

"Thank you. I'm looking forward to it, Sean." Christine asked, "Em, are you coming home tonight?"

"Um, no, I'll be home after work tomorrow."

"Okay, well have fun."

"We will."

Christine laughed, "Bye Sean."

"Bye Christine."

"Bye, mom."

"Bye."

Emma ended the call and smiled at Sean. "She's really excited. I can tell."

Sean laughed, "Now I'll be stressed out all week."

"Please don't stress yourself out about it. You know my parents love you."

"I know."

"And I love that you want to cook for them."

"I like to cook and they cooked a lot for me when I was younger so this is the least I can do."

Emma kissed him and put her phone on his side table. "So, do you want to hold me again?"

Sean nodded and smiled.

As they were getting ready for bed, Emma said, "I feel bad that you're waking up so early just to cook me breakfast."

"I want to do it." He kissed her on the cheek and said, "Plus I can go back to sleep for a couple of hours after you leave for work."

Emma whined. "I don't want to go to work tomorrow. I want to stay here with you."

"Hey, I'd much rather stay here with you all day than go to work but I need to make money so I can go to school and really learn how to cook."

"Do you think you'd want to open your own restaurant, eventually?"

"Wouldn't that be something? Me opening my own restaurant."

"I think you could do it."

Sean smiled, "Let me graduate culinary school first."

"You will. I believe in you."

Sean said, "Thank you. That means a lot."

Emma pursed her lips and Sean kissed her. When she pulled away, she said, "I love you."

"I love you."

"See you inside."

Sean smiled, "Okay." When Emma left the bathroom, Sean opened his medicine cabinet. He took out a bottle of medicine, opened it, poured two yellow pills into his palm and swallowed them. He took a deep breath and walked into his room when he finished.

Emma was in bed under the covers waiting for Sean to join her.

"So," He climbed in and joined her, "Do you have any idea what you want for breakfast tomorrow?"

Emma cuddled up against him, "Surprise me."

"Okay." He reached for his lamp and shut it off. He opened his arms and Emma rested her head on his chest. "Goodnight, Em."

"Goodnight, Sean."

The next morning, Sean woke up at 6:45 and started cooking breakfast for Emma. She woke up at 7 and walked out of his bedroom.

She said, "Good morning."

Sean asked, "Did I wake you?"

She walked up to him and said, "Your food did."

Sean smiled and kissed her softly, "How did you sleep?"

"Okay, I didn't really want to wake up. I was having a great dream."

"Oh, yeah?"

Emma nodded, "Yes."

"Care to share?"

"It was you and me, together with a baby."

"Really? Boy or girl?"

"Boy."

Sean smiled. "That sounds like a nice dream."

"It was. It's probably because of our conversation last night.

Sean smiled and motioned toward the coffeemaker, "I made some coffee for you."

"Thanks. I need it."

"Oh?"

Emma grabbed a mug and poured herself some coffee, "We had an exhausting weekend."

Sean laughed, "Sorry but not really."

"I loved it. I'm not complaining. I'm just saying today will be rough."

"I'm glad I don't have to get to work until 11." He plated Emma's omelet. "Here you go."

"Thanks." She sat at his kitchen counter.

Sean plated his own food and sat next to Emma, "Enjoy."

"I will." Emma took a bite and smiled.

Sean asked, "Good?"

She nodded and swallowed, "Is that feta in there?"

"Yes."

"That's fantastic."

"Good."

Sean and Emma ate breakfast and Emma went into the bedroom to get her outfit ready. Sean followed her into the room and sat on his bed.

"I'm going to hop into the shower quickly."

"Take as long as you like."

"I can't. I'll be late for work."

Sean asked, "Should I have gotten you up earlier?"

"No! I don't expect you to do that for me. It's fine. I'm never late." She walked into the bathroom and asked, "Do you have Q-Tips?"

"Yep. They're in the medicine cabinet."

"Great. Thanks." Emma closed the bathroom door, opened the medicine cabinet and found the q-tips. Then she noticed Sean's pills. She looked away at first because she felt like she was invading his privacy but her curiosity got the best of her. She turned the bottle so she could read the label. It said, 'Klonopin.'

"Hey Em."

She closed the medicine cabinet and opened the door, "Yes?"

"Can I pee quick?"

She laughed. "Of course."

"Thanks."

She walked out of the bathroom and grabbed her makeup bag.

"I'm done." Sean washed his hands and dried them off, "Enjoy your shower."

Emma smiled, "I will."

Sean walked out, Emma closed the door, and she turned on the shower.

Sean was looking through one of his cooking books while Emma was getting ready in his bedroom.

"So, how do I look?"

Sean looked over at Emma who was wearing a dark pink button-down blouse with light pink dress pants. "Beautiful, as usual."

"Thank you."

Sean stood up and watched as she slipped on her shoes. "I'm glad you stayed for the whole weekend."

"Me too. I had a wonderful time."

Sean smiled.

Emma gathered her stuff and said, "I really need to go. I don't want to be too late."

"Do you want me to drive you?"

"No! You definitely don't have to do that. You should go back to sleep."

"I don't know if I can."

Emma smiled. "How late are you working tonight?"

"Until 10. It will be a long day."

"Well, now I feel awful that you woke up so early for me."

"Don't. It was my pleasure." Sean walked Emma to the front door of the apartment, "Are you sure you have everything?"

"It's okay if I don't. I can always come over and pick things up."

"True." Sean leaned forward and kissed her softly on the lips. "Have a good day."

"You too." Emma was about to walk out then stopped herself. "Oh, I left you a present in the bathroom." Sean raised an eyebrow, and she smiled, "Enjoy your morning."

Sean watched Emma walk down the hall and didn't close his door until she stepped into the elevator. He locked his door and walked to his bathroom. He turned on the light and smiled. Emma left her lingerie for him. "Hoo boy." He picked it up and smiled.

Sean texted Emma when he got to work, "Thanks for the present."

Emma's phone buzzed while she was in the middle of writing a report for her boss. She smiled when she saw Sean's message and sent him back a wink emoji.

Sean wrote back, "I hope your day is going okay. I'll call you later."

Emma wrote back, "Okay. (Sorry busy) Love you."

Sean smiled and wrote back, "Love you too." He put his phone away and walked into the kitchen.

When Emma walked into her house, Archie and Christine were on the couch watching TV.

"Hello stranger," Christine smiled at her.

"Hi." Emma fell into the chair next to the couch.

"Tired?"

"Very. Work was so busy. Way too busy for a Monday."

Archie asked, "And how was your weekend?"

"It was amazing." Emma looked at them, "I'm so happy he's home and he's safe. A roadside bomb could have killed him."

Christine gasped.

Archie asked, "Is he getting help?"

"Yep. Therapy every two weeks and I saw a bottle of Klonopin in his medicine cabinet."

"He didn't tell you about the meds?"

Emma shook her head, "Not yet, and I didn't tell him I saw the pills. He told me about the roadside bomb. He has a scar above his eye, the force of it knocked him off his feet and he broke his left arm and left ankle. He lost his hearing for a few hours and even worse, he saw three of his friends die and one lose a leg."

Archie shook his head, "My God."

Christine covered her mouth in shock.

Emma nodded, "He started crying after he told me everything."

Christine said, "Poor Sean."

Archie added, "I can't imagine what it was like for him over there."

Emma looked at her parents and said, "I didn't think I could love him more than I already do but revealing that must have been so hard for him."

Archie nodded. "He was terrified before he shipped out but I told him he'd make it back."

Emma smiled, "So he's a little nervous about cooking for you this weekend."

Archie waved his hand, "He has nothing to worry about. We will be happy with whatever he makes for us."

"He woke up early to cook breakfast for me. He didn't have to be at work until 11 and he woke up before 7 to cook me an omelet."

Christine smiled, "That's sweet of him."

"I know."

Archie stood up and said, "Speaking of food, what would you like for dinner?"

Emma shrugged, "Anything." She stood up, "I need to change out of these clothes. I'll be back soon."

"Okay."

Emma went down to her room, got undressed and laid back on her bed. She grabbed her phone and texted Sean.

"Sorry I was so busy at work and couldn't really text you. I just want to say that I had a great time this weekend and that I love you so much."

Sean's phone buzzed in his pocket but he was in the middle of cooking a dish. Fifteen minutes later he was on a break and he called Emma.

Emma smiled and answered her phone, "Hi."

"Hello. Sorry I couldn't text you back earlier. I was in the middle of an order. But I'm on my break now."

"It's okay. I figured as much."

"So work was busy?"

"Yes, a good busy and it made the day go faster but I am so tired. I might pass out soon."

"Poor baby."

Emma laughed, "Oh I know, poor me."

"I'll probably be passing out as soon as I get home too."

"How's work for you?"

"Good. Going by fast."

"And did you sleep after I left?"

"I did not sleep. No."

Emma smiled, "Did you like your present?"

"I loved my present."

"Good."

"Although I'm sad you won't be in my bed with me for a few days."

"I know but just think of how fun the weekend will be."

Sean smiled, "Are we doing the same thing we did this past weekend?"

"If you're up for it."

"Oh, I'll be up for it, believe me."

Emma giggled.