Chuck got the two babies up and downstairs. He turned on the TV, started breakfast and waited for Beckman to come on over the tv. Chuck fixed him and Casey coffee, Chuck had just sat Casey's on the table and picked up his own when Beckman popped up on the screen.
"Where's the Colonel?"
"Right here ma'am." Casey came out of nowhere as he picked up his coffee.
"So sources tell me you took the lone survivor home with you?"
"Yes it was late in the day, and I didn't want to disturb you and honestly I was exhausted." Casey sat on the couch.
"Very well, what about the bodies?"
"Burnt when we found them, the baby was malnourished." Casey said.
Chuck couldn't believe people would do that, but in the back of his mind he realized people did.
"General, what's going to happen to him?" Chuck butted in.
"It's none of your business Bartowski, since you're not a CIA agent anymore."
"General, I'm not CIA either but I would like to know because I was the one to rescue him. He's been in my care for nearly two weeks now." Casey said.
"To be honest no one cares, as far as my supervisors go it was a failed mission. The world will never know about this."
"That's awful, General." Chuck frowned.
"I agree, it is Chuck." Beckman nodded.
"So what about the baby?" Casey asked.
"I'll call an agency we use, they will find him a good home. Unless…." Beckman trailed off.
"What General?" Chuck asked.
"Are the two of you wanting a family of 4? I'm assuming Chuck, that you told Casey about Sarah?"
"Yes." Chuck nodded.
"Are you two sure she did this willingly?" Casey asked.
"Yes, she did it for the same reason she gave Molly to her mom. She also couldn't stand to raise Riley without agent Larkin by her side. I've never seen Walker cry before." Beckman said.
"Losing Bryce really did a number on her didn't it?" Casey asked.
"It did, she wasn't the same." Chuck looked over at Riley.
I'll have the agency call you two." Beckman hung up.
Chuck sat beside Casey. Chuck looked him over, trying to piece what was missing. Chuck's eyes finally landed on Casey's left hand.
"Where's your band?"
Casey pulled his dog tags out from under his shirt and the band was in a small pouch zip tied to his dog tags.
"I don't even know how it broke, we were clearing out a building I came into contact with a hostile… anyway when it was all said and done with and we rescued the baby I realized my band fell off. The guys and I searched for it and luckily one of them found it. One of them had an extra pouch they carried for all of us for this reason and I fixed it on my dog tags." Casey said, taking the ring out of the pouch.
Chuck took the ring from Casey's hand, leaning his head on his shoulder.
"I'll take it tomorrow and get it fixed." Casey said.
"I thought about getting you one of those silicone ones to wear. They are better for people that are active, in the police force, or Military. Plus they're more comfortable." Chuck said.
"You sure?" Casey asked.
"Yeah, we could get mine and yours combined onto necklaces, maybe."
Casey settled against Chuck more closely, laying his head on his shoulder.
"It feels good to be home."
"I'm glad you are." Chuck whispered, and kissed Casey's head.
Casey was really quiet, as he wrapped his arms around him.
"Are you sure you're okay?"
"I don't even know where to begin. The last year has been hell."
Chuck pulled him closer.
"You're right, I know I wasn't there but I'll take your word on it. It's over now you're okay, and that baby boy is."
Casey pulled back, wiping his face. He got up,
"I need to be doing something. Let's go grocery shopping, baby shopping, ring shopping, and get lunch with Alex and Morgan."
"Calm down, you're making me nervous, take a breath, let's get ready. No more talking about what happened over there for a couple hours, okay?"
As they got ready Casey brought up baby names.
"What should we name him?"
"Well do you want something traditional, creative, unique?"
"I want something that would go well with Bartowski."
Chuck thought about it, he looked over at Casey's picture of Reagan then back at the baby boy.
"Reagan Hunter Bartowski? So both kids have the same initials?"
"You adopted Riley?"
"Yeah, why?"
"Just always thought we would talk about having kids and then going through it together." Casey walked over picking Riley and Reagan up.
"I was afraid Sarah would try to pull something, so I did everything legal. We will add you to her paperwork, when we do Reagan's unless you don't want to be on Riley's."
Casey understood that, he just wished he had been there.
"I understand, I would like to be added to Riley's, what's Riley's middle?"
"Harper. I just liked how it flowed, and it does with Reagan's too."
"Reagan Hunter and Riley Harper Bartowski, I love it." Casey smiled.
"Me too. I also love how John Casey Bartowski flows." Chuck walked up to John and kissed him.
The rest of the morning was spent at the jewelry place, getting replacement rings, and talking to one of the workers about getting something made with both their original rings. They met Morgan and Alex for lunch, after parting ways they went baby shopping and spent way too much on things for both Riley and Reagan. Casey called it a day around 4, the four of them went home after getting Riley and Reagan down for their much needed naps. Casey couldn't find Chuck, he looked everywhere, finally he decided to try their room. Chuck was sitting on the edge of their bed, looking at an album. Casey sat beside him, looking at it realizing it was their wedding album.
"Can we have Morgan and Alex babysit the kid tomorrow night? I wanted to go on a late one year anniversary date." Chuck asked.
"Of course, our Mexican restaurant? Our hotel room?" Casey asked.
Chuck nodded.
Casey could tell Chuck was holding something back.
"What's wrong nerd?"
"Will this ever be enough for you?" Chuck asked, looking at him.
"What are you talking about, us? Enough?"
"Us, the kids. No NSA/CIA, no CarMichaels Industries. You already left once to help out Beckman."
"I wouldn't have if it wasn't for…" Casey trailed off.
"Wasn't for what, John!? What was so damn important about that mission? You called and told me you were on a plane, and said it was an immediate issue that needed to be dealt with. No goodbye kiss nothing."
"Reagan is my nephew!" Casey half yelled, so he wouldn't wake the kids.