Jake looked at Evan. "I'll comm you when we get there Ev. I'll make sure you know what I know."
"I can't go, not 'till Tuck gets here." He ran his hands through his hair as he leaned back in the chair.
"I know. I also know what it's costing you. Are you sure you don't want me to stay and you go?"
"Jim will need you, not me."
"I wouldn't be so sure about that. Len needs you, so will Jimmy."
"Len needs to have one less worry. And he needs you as well."
"Can I tell you something?" Jake extended his legs causing him to slide down in the chair. "Lenny and you…You two are a real team. Staying here when you are mentally in San Francisco, that's something he would do. I understand you need to do this; he will understand too. But I'm still going to keep you in the loop."
"I appreciate it."
"Oh, don't let Jules sucker you. Her bedtime is eight. Tachin is getting a shuttle late tomorrow, so the little imp will try you. Tachin…Jules knows better than to try it on her. Sarah put their meals, and yours in the refrigerator."
"She's fast."
"My wife is built for crisis. Don't worry, she just made sandwiches; nothing fancy."
Just then Evan's comm went off. "It's George." He stared for a few seconds before answering. "Uncle George? Alright, I'll let him know." The call ended. "The shuttle leaves at 20:00 tonight, but you all need to be there at least an hour before. It is a Starfleet shuttle, not a civilian one. They have security check points. Also, they need to check your ID's and luggage."
"And?"
"He said we need to look at the news." Evan walked around the desk to sit in the chair next to Jake. The PADD was set up so they could both watch. Suddenly pictures came across the screen; pictures of complete devastation. "What the fuck? What the hell is that?" Evan pointed to what was left of the USS Vengeance."
"Where's Cal's apartment?" Wasn't it there?" Jake pointed to an empty spot in the sky.
"It was. The reverend she was safe, not on the casualty list; and she has a place for all of you to stay. There, there is the medical building."
"It looks okay. What is that?" Jake was pointing to a large black cylindrical object.
"It looks like a nacelle, but I can't be sure. That looks like the assembly hall."
"What's left of it. Look there…Jake that was the dorm they were in when they went there."
"Luckily most of the cadets would have been in class. Shit! Look here." He pointed to a flat, grass covered, area beyond the destruction zone. They zoomed in on a makeshift staging area for the morgue. Covered bodies laid in rows as more were brought in. "Tens of thousands is what the man said. He wasn't exaggerating."
"There won't be that many bodies." Jake looked at Evan confused. "The heat caused by the ship coming through the atmosphere will incinerate a lot of the people on the ground. Most people don't think about that. The friction causes heat, that means instant cremation."
"I'll keep Jo away from that area. Do you think she shouldn't go?"
Evan leaned back in the chair. "She needs to be there; needs to be with her daddy."
"Does it bother you?" He wanted to gauge the man's feelings about his relationship with his step-daughter.
"No, why would it? Jake, she loves me. It's unconditional and I know that. But Len is her daddy. I never want to stand between that. She needs to see him, but he needs to hold her. That baby will ground him just being there. Please just keep her away from as much of that as possible."
"I will. I know Joce won't leave Crystal, but in the off chance she does, Tachin won't mind. You know how she is about the kids."
"She loves all of them. Are you packed?"
"Trying to get rid of me?"
"No."
"You know me, it will only take a few minutes. I'll make sure we're ready."
The front door opened. Jules ran into the room and jumped into Evan's lap. "Uncle Evan, mommy said you are staying with us tonight. I can help you with J.G."
"I don't think your uncle needs help. But thank you baby. Where's your mom?"
"Taking J.G. to the house. She said you need to pack."
"Come on baby." He picked up his little girl giving Evan one last look before heading to his home.
Evan left for the main house. He decided to walk. It would help him clear his head. It wasn't Len, but it was Jim. He stopped after crossing the bridge; the bridge he and Jim had worked on the Christmas after Len had bought the Tyler farm. His eyes were closed as he took a deep breath. He wasn't ready; wasn't ready to lose another brother.
When he arrived at the house, everyone was seated around the kitchen table. Lena walked over to the man. She could see and feel the pain he was trying so hard to hide. It was only seconds before he was in her arms. He allowed her to hold him as he closed his eyes, willing no tears to fall. "Joce told us you are staying here until Tuck arrives." She walked him to the table where they sat next to each other on the bench. "Meg called. She said it could take him wo weeks to get here."
"I know, but it's what's best. Len needs me here more than he needs me there. And he and Jim both need Jake."
"I wouldn't be so sure about them needing you less than Jake. I know you need to do this. But please comm Len every day. You know him."
Evan had his hands folded on the table. He concentrated on them, studying every cut and freckle. Lena bumped his foot with hers. He startled. "Oh, I'm sorry. You're right, it will give him a chance to walk away from everything for a few minutes."
Lena put her hands over his. "One way or another, this will all work out."
This was what Len felt. Evan always understood the feeling of responsibility, now he felt the isolation. For the time being he knew he had to take over as the head of the family. McCoy needed him to do that; to oversee the farm and the corporation. He would go over the corporation with Tucker as soon as he arrived.; but for now only Evan was qualified to look after both. He stood and left the room; the walls were closing in on him. He needed fresh air.
Joce handed Crystal to Jo. George stopped her. "Let me talk to him baby. I think he needs a father right now." He gave her a sad smile before following the man out the front door. George had expected to find Evan on the porch. He looked around before he heard the muffled thumping that came from the side of the house near the summer kitchen. It didn't take long to arrive at the source of the sound.
Evan was splitting wood for the fireplace. It wouldn't be needed for months, but the man was attacking it as if he needed to have a cord ready for the next day. George leaned against the pile of split, stacked wood. He had seen Ev like this only once before; after Vulcan was destroyed and Len had taken him back to the farm. It wouldn't be allowed to get that bad this time.
Being a quarter Vulcan, it took a long time for him to begin to tire. George waited until he could tell most of the fight was out of the younger man. "Did it help?"
Evan looked up panting. Sweat poured off him, soaking his shirt, plastering his hair to his forehead. "What? I don't know. Not really." The axe was thrown next to the hydraulic splitter.
"Let's go for a walk." Evan peeled his shirt off as they walked towards home and away from all of the eyes in the kitchen. "I know I'm not your father, but I hope you know how much I care about you."
"Yes, you are, and I do."
They arrived at the house. Everything was deathly quiet; even the horses were still in their stalls. Evan sat heavily on the top step, hands rubbing roughly through his thick black hair as he hung his head. George sat next to the man as his shoulders began to shake. Silently the older man put an arm around his boy. Evan struggled to regain control. "Don't do that, not with me."
"I wasn't ready for this. I'm not ready to lose another brother. I'm definitely not ready to be lord of the manor, even if it is only temporary."
"You may not be ready to lose another brother, but you are ready to be lord of the manor. You don't realize it, but you have been all these years. And before you say anything, Len trusts you to be that when he can't be here. He trusts you with the most precious things in his life."
Tears were wiped away before he blew his nose into the sweaty shirt. "They were all looking at me as if I had all the answers. I don't have any fucking answers; not for Jo or any of them."
"Jo may look to you for answers, but the rest of us look to you for love. We are all in this together. No matter what happens, we have the family. And you were right to stay. Tucker has a better idea of what is necessary for the farm and the corporation than Jake. What he doesn't know you can easily teach him."
"You're right. That's why I called him. Dad, I don't want to fuck up."
"Now you sound like Lenny."
"I guess Joce has a type." They both laughed as George stood and extended his hand to help Evan up. "I'm going to pay for this tomorrow, and I have Jules and J.G. Shit. I wish Len was here with one of his magic hypos."
"I'll tell Joce you're taking a hot shower. Lena and I will keep the girls. I think you two need to spend some time together before we have to leave. Take an old man's advice and lose yourselves in each other. Give that to one another before we leave for San Francisco. She's your partner, you both need to feel it."
"Thank you for everything. I mean it. I'd hug you, but I'm a sweaty mess."
George gave him a reassuring hug. "I don't care. I don't want to see either of you until it's time to leave."
"Yes, sir." With that George walked back to the main house as Evan went up the stairs to take a long hot shower.
His clothing felt heavier than it should have as he gingerly removed his pants and underwear. Damn, his arms were going to be useless by the next morning. Hot water beating on his back was almost as good as a massage. He had to thank Owen for finding the shower head on one of his business trips.
Small hands with long graceful fingers found his chest as the water ran down his head and face. "Uncle George suggested we spend time together before I left."
"And what did you think of that idea?"
"I asked him to keep the girls there. I thought we might need the house."
"The entire house?"
"Oh, yes Dr. Love. I have a few places we haven't tried yet."
"Mmmmm. Come here Dr. Love." In one movement she was in front of him, her tongue in his mouth, his fingers tangled in her hair.
Joce knew he needed her. More than that she desperately needed him. Gwen had given her a calendar of her ovulation dates and her inoculation, so she knew why she was more ravenous than usual. Jocelyn liked sex, but this was more. This was unbridled desire.
Arms reached around his neck as she pulled herself closer. He could physically feel her love and her lust. She moaned into his mouth as he pushed her against the shower wall. Reluctantly Joce pulled her mouth away, gasping for air. "I love you so much. God, I need you. Please, Ev."
Being part Vulcan came in handy. Her physical feelings and thoughts came through his touch, so did every one of her intense emotions. Their feelings tangled until they were one with the other. They always made love, but right now he knew she wanted him to be forceful, to take charge. She wanted him to fuck her; nothing gentle would do. He pushed her harder into the wall, towering over her. "I'm going to fuck you. I'm going to be so deep in you, you will feel it even when I leave. When you touch yourself, you'll remember how my dick felt in your cunt. You are mine. Tell me you're mine." His growl went to her core.
"God yes, I'm yours. Fuck me. I need you to fuck me." Her vulva throbbed at the feel and smell of him.
Before she realized it, he was on his knees eating her out. The feel of his tongue against her clit had her grinding against his face. He inserted three fingers in her without warning. She screamed as he ate her and finger fucked her into oblivion.
Her taste, better than his favorite food, had his dick dripping. He wanted to be in her, but he also wanted this to last. When her orgasm ended, he stood, placing her forehead against hers. "Out of the shower." It was hard to find the words; everything had become primal.
They each grabbed a towel and quickly dried off. Joce finished first. She licked the water from him as it ran down his sternum to his dick. He was sticking straight up, pulsating, twitching. Her tongue wrapped around the head of his cock. She didn't kneel, but squatted in front of him.
Evan watched his wife; as she sucked him off, she played with herself. It took all his resolve no to cum. "You taste amazing. I love giving you head."
"Stop, I don't want to cum yet." Joce stopped, though she looked disappointed. "I want to see you get yourself off. Show me what you do when I'm not here."
"Only if you show me what you do when I'm not around. I want you to cum on me. Then I want to fuck you."
Her hand was still on her pussy. Their eyes locked as she laid back on the tile floor, legs spread, rubbing her swollen lips and clit. Evan took his cock in his hand and started to stroke up and down, slightly twisting as he reached the head. She glued her eyes to his cock. It made her wet just watching him. She put two of her fingers inside her vagina. Joce couldn't always find her g-spot the way Evan could, but this time she had no trouble.
Evan felt his balls start to pull up, but he needed to see his wife cum before he did. It wasn't long before her rubbing became fiercer. They were both moaning before she threw her head back as she rubbed harder. "Cum for me. I need to watch you cum. Then I'll cum all over you. I want to see my cum glisten on your skin."
Hearing her husband tell her he was going to cum all over her was more than she could take. Joce was squirting as she screamed through her orgasm. Evan took a step closer to her and buckled his knees as he moaned her name. He shot himself all over her chest and stomach. It took what felt like an hour for him to stop, his arms and legs shaking before he had to sit on the floor.
As intense as it was, Evan had no refractory time. Another perk of being part Vulcan. If his partner was still aroused so was he. At first it was through touch telepathy, now it was her scent. Her scent could keep him hard for hours.
Joce was staring at her lover. Never did she think she would love a man the way she loved the one sitting in front of her. They were a part of each other on a level she hadn't experienced before. Every touch, every look drew her farther into his soul. "We should get cleaned."
His voiced remained animalistic, almost a growl. "No. I like the smell of me on you." With that he climbed on top of her, easily sliding into her. She smiled at him as he studied her face. His brow furrowed as he stared deep into her. She brushed her fingers lightly over his face as his expression softened. He buried his face in her neck while she held him close.
Their partnership was the partnership of equals, two strong individuals. "I love you."
"Joce, I love you. I need you."
"I need you too."
He leaned onto his hands. "Come with me." Evan gently pulled out and helped her stand up. Their fingers laced together as he led her out of their suite and toward the main staircase. He walked half way down then stopped. She was two steps above him when he suddenly turned and captured her mouth with his.
Jocelyn opened for him; tongues tangled as his right hand reached between her legs. His thumb was inserted first as she pulled herself in tighter. She moaned into his mouth while he laid her down onto the steps, inserting another finger.
The angle allowed her legs to separate easily. Fingers were removed before his dick filled her. He thrusted in hard up to his balls. Ev was on his knees with none of his weight on his wife. She was arching off the steps, thrusting herself onto him in unison with his thrusts. They allowed themselves to completely lose control, something they hadn't done in years. Their loud moans echoed through the empty house.
Marks were left across her chest; his claim on her, a Vulcan's claim. She screamed his name while his mouth was on her breast. "Joce, wrap your arms around my neck." She did exactly as told. His strength allowed him to lift her with one arm, as if she weighed no more than Crystal; the wood splitting long forgotten. Without pulling out, he pinned her to the wall. The steps put them at different levels. Given their height difference, this was perfect. He wanted to fuck his wife standing up. The steps made that possible.
Jocelyn felt a part of her husband in a way she hadn't felt before that day. His Vulcan blood was taking over; driving her lust beyond all reason. Though not submissive by nature, she was more than happy to let him take her, consume her. One of her feet was on the step above him and the other one on the step above that. Without thinking he put one foot below her and one in front of her top leg. She was dripping down her legs, pinned to the wall, stretched wide for her lover. He slammed her into the wall, lost in the feeling until she bit him on the chest. With that he came again, filling her as if he hadn't cum in weeks. His dark scream vibrated off her neck.
She didn't cum that time, she wanted all of it to be for him. The Vulcan in him needed it to be rough, animalistic. Usually he was soft, gentle; as if he was afraid, he would hurt her. Today she wanted him to have what he craved. Truth be told, she also needed it. Amazingly he wasn't done yet. He was panting into her neck still hard inside her. "Evan, tell me what you want. I'll do anything you want." She trusted him, loved him, but along with that she throbbed for him.
Deep chocolate eyes looked into her; his breath hot against her face. "I want to have all of you. Meet me in the den."
Jocelyn Love glided slowly down the stairs as her husband watched her every movement. He stroked his cock as he watched her ass bounce slightly with each step. Evan was ready to cum again; watching her was all he needed to get him off. The strokes came faster as she stopped to run her hands up the inside of her thighs. He could smell her juices as they ran down her legs. She heard his moans as she continued to run her fingers over the hot dampness between her legs.
Vulcan blood continued to control him. Evan had to take his hand from his cock to take hold of the stair rail. As if she knew exactly what was happening, the beautiful woman slowly turned to her husband. Joce grabbed her tit, looked him in the eye, and licked it, before sucking hard on the nipple. His scream could almost be heard outside. Legs as hard as wood shook. The banister strained as cum squirted out of his dick, landing on the dark hard wood of the stair.
Joce relished the power she had over her husband. His forearms showed every bulge as he gripped the railing. Her lover's arms had long been one of her favorite of his features; powerful and strong. Strong arms that held her like a piece of fine porcelain. She continued to the den as he took a moment to gather himself enough to walk down the stairs without falling. Before Evan got to the room, she had turned on the fireplace and closed the shutters. It wasn't winter, but she loved the look of the fire as it shown in the man's eyes. She needed to cum one more time before they were done; then she would be sated.
Evan took a deep breath. He could feel her even without touching. She had given him everything. He wanted everything, needed it to his deepest core. Now he needed to physically feel her; to have her slowly excite each of his nerve endings as he set her afire.
By the time he reached the den, Jocelyn stood opposite the door, illuminated only by the firelight. Eyes softened by love looked at her; saw all of her. To her he was even more handsome than the man she had met years prior. Her marriage was over and she had vowed never to allow another man into her heart. But then, she had never met anyone like Evan Love; handsome, intelligent and in touch with who he was.
As he walked across the room, the warmth of the fire radiated off his sweat covered skin. Fingers danced their way down her neck, over her breasts, before coming to rest on her stomach. "God you're beautiful. You are more beautiful than that young girl I met at that dinner all those years ago."
"I wasn't a girl." Her hands glanced over his arms and chest.
"Yes, you were. Now you are a woman, so sure of yourself, and strong."
"Strong because of you. Strong enough for you?"
He pulled her close; moved backward until his legs hit the couch in front of the fireplace. She watched the fire as it danced in the melted chocolate of his eyes. "Always." Gently he sat, carefully pulling her with him. Joce positioned herself, one knee on either side of his thighs. Slowly he was guided into her. His wife's head fell back at the sensation of him hitting her g-spot.
She missed his soft smile at the sight of his lover losing herself in the electricity of becoming one with him. They rocked her back and forth slowly building both of them up. Both rode the intensity for over twenty minutes. Each time she was close, he would stop or change his rhythm just enough for her to come down a little. Vulcan control had its place in more than the negotiation room. Jocelyn watched the expression on Evan's face change as he built them up and leveled them off. In the end all the control in the galaxy couldn't stop him from losing himself in her.
This time, when they came, they came together. He felt her walls spasm then clamp as she buried her head in his neck. As he emptied himself into her, she could feel the warmth fill her. Warm undulating walls tightened around him, holding him in her as long as possible. She needed them to be one as long as possible.
Eventually he fell out. "We should get cleaned up. Evan, if I haven't told you, you are the love of my life."
"And you are mine. Let me get a towel from the kitchen. The couch seems okay, but the steps…"
"Yeah. I'll clean off the couch anyway."
It didn't take long for them to finish and meet in their room. "I'll get the shower ready."
"Thank you, baby. I'll make sure Jo's bags are downstairs."
Evan watched as his wife left the room. He saw her naked every day, but it took away none of her allure. She still looked like a Romney painting. More specifically, she always reminded him of the painting of Emma Hart as Circe. Except her eyes, Jocelyn had the most beautiful royal blue eyes he had ever seen. George was right, he was ready to be lord of the manor. He wasn't in it alone; he had a partner. Joce would be his anchor and rudder if necessary.
Jocelyn walked into the shower as Evan languished under the hot water. "Everything's in the hallway." She grabbed the shampoo. "Evan, I can stay. Lena and George can take Jo."
"No, this is the best arrangement."
The couple dried off before climbing into bed. "Ev, I'm going to miss you."
An arm came under Jocelyn. It made the perfect pillow as she cuddled into her husband. "I'll miss you too. We'll talk every day. Are you taking the scanner Gwen gave you? Might not be a bad idea after today."
"I doubt I'll need it, but I'll pack it."
"You'll let me know?"
"If I'm pregnant? Hmmmm, I don't know. I thought I would tell the father first." She was having a hard time suppressing a giggle. That was until he pinned her to the bed. Then they were both laughing. Evan kissed her neck as he slipped a hand between her legs. They slowly made love one last time before they had to dress.
The craft in front of their house was loaded quickly. Evan stopped before they got in the van. "Joce, let me know when you land and when you get to your quarters. It's bad there. Fuck, that's an understatement. It's a war zone."
"Baby, I know. Lena showed me. I'll keep your girls away from it. You'll need to comm Jo."
"Every day? I don't want to overstep."
"Probably every day; she's scared. You couldn't overstep. You know how Len feels."
"I do. And yes, I'll make sure to comm him often."
As soon as they all arrived at the main house, the vans were loaded with everyone else's bags. Evan drove the one van and Louis the second one. It took almost an hour to reach the Starfleet terminal. The base was surrounded by a fence. Both vehicles were stopped directly outside the gates. Multiple security personnel walked up to Evan and Louis. They asked for identification documents from all of the adults, and their boarding clearances. As the documents were authenticated, more security came to examine the crafts. Once they were done, the head of security came to Evan. "Dr. Love, please follow the signs to the departure terminal. Dr. Caroline McCoy will meet those headed to Starfleet headquarters at the landing site near the medical building. Dr. Love we have you and Mr. Donnelly entered into the system. You will have clearance for the next month. After that, your credentials will have to be re-run." The man took a step back, the gates opened and the group entered.
It took very little time to arrive at the terminal. Evan and Louis helped the group as they lined their luggage up to be checked by still more security. Ev stood with his ladies. "Jo, you need anything, I'll keep my comm with me". He hugged her tight, kissing her on the top of the head.
Jo hugged her "dad" as hard as she could. "I love you Uncle Evan."
"I love you too Monkey."
Evan took Crystal from Joce. "I love you sweetie." He gave her a kiss before handing her to Jo.
Joce walked to her husband. "I'll call as soon as we land. God, I love you."
"Love you more. I'll wait for your call." He kissed her deeply right before security told her they were free to board. "I'll miss you."
"I miss you already. Evan, please come as soon as you can."
"Believe me, I'll be on a shuttle as soon as Tucker takes Highland's books. So basically, the day he gets here. I'll talk to you every day. Love you baby. They're calling you." He kissed her again before patting her butt. She turned, giving him a devilish smile before following the group down the gangway to the shuttle. Evan joined Louis outside. They both watched as the shuttle took off for a hell few of them could comprehend.