TITLE: DAYS Fairy Tale: Eric & Greta: Chapters 136-140
WRITTEN BY: Heather Ferguson (fergus80)
EMAIL: hferguso@niu.edu
WEBSITE: http://eric_greta.tripod.com (from when Jensen was on days)
Rating: If you can watch DAYS, you can read this. If there is a rating change, a link to the chap. will be provided.
Disclaimer: Days of Our Lives and all of their characters are property of Corday Productions and NBC.
My Rant: Okay, I'm finally putting this up on FanFiction.net. Mostly to free up my website space. This was started way back in Oct. of 1999, and I haven't decided if it's finished yet or not. Reviews are always welcome!
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Chapter 136
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Eric balanced the phone on his shoulder as he carried a couple bags of groceries into the house. "Well, how much longer do you think it's going to be?" He asked into the phone, walking through the door, and into the kitchen sitting the bags on the table.
{{I have two more interviews to get, they have been busy, and I haven't been able to get them to talk. This is taking a lot longer than it should. But both their secretaries said I should be able to get something by tonight at some point. Hopefully. If that's the case I'll try and catch the next flight home.}} Greta sighed.
"All I have to say is Titan owes the two of us a nice vacation, we have been doing so much lately, and lot of it on the weekends."
{{Yeah, a vacation sounds nice, but... at home.}}
"Completely agreed. However, we probably won't get a weekend together till next, since it's saturday already."
{{Maybe we can call in sick monday.}}
He smiled, "As wonderful as that sounds, you can if you want, but I have an all day photo shoot scheduled." He started to put away the groceries as they continued talking. He held up the two bottles of sparkling cider and smiled. Now that they had decided to have a baby they decided to stay away from the real stuff, at least until afterwards. "Well, keep me posted on when you can get a flight out of there, and I will be here waiting." He could almost hear her smile on the other end.
{{Does that mean if I walk in after midnight like you did last time, I'll get attacked by you like you did by me?}}
His grin became wider, "Oh you can count on it." He received a slight laugh, "In fact, you can come home before then, I still will." He got another laugh, but he could tell by the sound that she liked the idea. They continued talking a little longer and then Greta had to leave to try and still get those other interviews.
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Greta was happy that she actually got the interviews that day, earlier than expected, and so she packed up and headed for the airport to try and get the next flight to Salem. Only problem was, the airport was a mess, tons of other people were leaving from the conference as well. After a huge line she finally got up to the desk to try and get a flight. "When's the next flight to Salem?"
The woman typed some info into her computer, and then looked back up, "Next direct flight is tomorrow at 2pm."
Greta sighed, "Anything sooner?"
The woman typed in some more information, "Well, I can get you through Chicago, with a two hour layover at O'hare. That leaves in, three hours." The woman looked at the computer, "But there isn't anything else sooner, at least that would get you to Salem any time earlier."
Greta booked the flight, she hated the layover, but it was better than waiting till the next day to get out of DC. She made her way to a restaurant, sat down her bags, ordered a lemonade, and then took out her cell phone. She dialed, "Hi, it's me."
{{Hi me.}} Came the voice on the other end, making her smile, {{Please tell me you aren't still waiting for those interviews.}}
She laughed, "Thank God no. I'm at the airport. I've got a flight in three hours to Chicago, then a two over layover there, then to Salem. Best I could get." When she didn't get an answer from him, she got worried he got cut off, "Eric? You there."
{{Sorry, I was just thinking. You said you had three hours before you leave there, and then the trip from there to Chicago is what, an hour or two?}}
"Yeah, why?"
{{Well...}} He was silent for a minute still thinking, {{Can you cancel the second half of the flight?}}
"Probably, but why?" She asked confused.
{{Well, saturday is only partly over, when you get to Chicago it would only be like what, around 8?}}
"I suppose so."
{{How about we spend tonight and part of tomorrow in Chicago. We can go out to a nice dinner, maybe catch a show, stay at a nice hotel.... then we can drive back to Salem tomorrow.}}
"But then you will have to drive to Chicago tonight."
{{Yeah, well I have plenty of time since you don't leave for awhile, and I still would have your flight time.}}
She smiled, "Sounds wonderful."
{{Okay, you go cancel the second half of your flight. I'll get some of my stuff packed quick, make some reservations, and will meet you at the airport.}} He stopped, and then thought of something, {{Do you need me to bring anything, or do you have everything you need in your bags already?}}
"I'm all set."
{{Okay, I'll see you soon. Love you.}}
"Love you too." She said and they said good-bye, and she smiled, *I can't wait.*
She finished her drink, paid, and then went back to stand in line. She canceled the second half of her trip, and then went towards the airport shops, trying to find something to do while she waited for her flight to Chicago.
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Chapter 137
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Greta walked out of the gates at the terminal looking around at the tons of people all around her. *Where is he?* She was asking to herself as she kept looking and walking. Then she caught a waving of an arm and there he was, a huge smile going on her face as she rushed over to him as fast as she could through the crowd. She dropped her carry-on bag to the floor once she got to him, and threw her arms around him, and he picked her up slightly, her feet leaving the ground. He gave her a deep kiss and then pulled back slightly, her feet coming back to earth.
"Missed you." He said, hugging her tightly. She smiled up at him, and kissed him again. "Let's go get your bags and get out of here." She agreed and luckily without to much trouble they had her bags and were taking them out to the parking lot. They packed them up in the Jeep and then he was fighting the traffic, trying to get away from the airport. "Worst thing about Chicago... the traffic." He said as they tried to get on the toll way.
"So where are we heading?" She asked him, as she tried not to watch how he was driving in all the mess around her.
"We are heading for the hotel first, thought you would like to freshen up first."
She smiled at that, "Get some of the plane off me. Okay, where is hotel?"
"Michigan Ave., right in the heart of Chicago, with all the shops, stores, and everything. The Ritz-Carlton right in Water Tower Place." He turned to her and smiled, "It's really nice, and it was lucky that I could get a room at such late notice. But then again... I did use some pull."
She looked at him strangely, "What did you do?"
"Well... uhhh." He looked at her a little worried, not sure she would like what he did or not. "Well, I did sort of mention the whole... royalty thing." He waited for her to get mad, but was shocked when she started laughing. "You aren't angry?"
She laughed more, "No, it's about time that whole thing actually paid off."
He smiled as well, heck they really did have a horrible time with the whole thing, "You're right. Well, I kinda said some stuff about that, and well, we now have one of the Deluxe Lakeside Suites for the night."
She smiled, "Sounds wonderful, where are we going for dinner?"
"I was thinking Italian, but if that doesn't appeal to you the hotel has a really good French restaurant as well, and I could cancel the other reservations that we have at 9:30."
"No, that sounds great. Where is it?"
"Spiaggia, that's the name. It's right on Michigan too, from what I am told it has the best Italian food in the city."
She leaned back in the chair, her hand going out to rest on his leg, and she gently squeezed it, he smiled over at her. "So what are we doing after dinner?"
"Well that's up to you. We could go dancing, to a movie, or anything really."
She thought about it for a minute, "How about we have dinner, go back to the hotel for the night, and then tomorrow before we go back to Salem we can do something."
His grin widened, "Sounds good, any reason you want to go back to the hotel early?" He asked already knowing her answer by the way her hand was starting to slowly move up his leg, making it extremely difficult to focus on the road.
Her eyes twinkled at him, "Well besides the reason of really missing you. There is this whole baby thing we are trying to work on, that we haven't had to much of luck starting yet."
He nodded, "True, very true." His smile widened, "Maybe we will be able to tell the baby when they get older that they were made in Chicago."
She laughed at that, "Who knows."
He then removed his one hand quickly from the steering wheel and grabbed her hand lightly at his thigh, "Greta... please..."
"What?" She asked trying to sound innocent.
"I'm trying to get us to the Hotel, and if you keep doing that... We won't make it." She removed her hand with a sigh, and he let out a deep breath. "Besides we are almost there."
As a matter of fact they were there five minutes later. The valet took the jeep, and the bellhop took their bags and they made their way into the hotel, checked in, made their way up to the room, then Eric tipped the bellhop, and finally they were alone. Greta was looking out the widows of the room, out onto Lake Michigan. "What a view!" She said, with all the lights and the water. Then she looked around the room, "And the room, wow."
"It is nice." He said walking around, she followed him into the bedroom, and then plopped herself down in the middle of the big king size bed. "Oh, comfortable."
He stood at the foot of the bed, "Okay, come on, let's get ready and out of here before we both get ideas to just stay in and order room service later."
She giggled and looked up at him, "Are you sure you don't want too?"
"Gretaaaa..." He groaned, he knew if she tempted him enough he would just give in, and he didn't want too, *Really, I don't want to give in. Don't do it.* He told himself, as he tried to walk away and into the other room, getting his stuff so he could change as well.
"But... Ericccc." She said whining slightly, in that way she knew made the little hairs on the back of his neck stand up straight. She saw him shake his head, trying not to listen to her. "This bed is so huge... I think I need help to get out of it." She said, and waited.
He went through his bags getting stuff out. "Oh no, I know that trick. I go over and try and help you, and you will pull me in. I'm not falling for it."
She hit her fists into the bed, and decided to give up, "Okay, okay, you win!" She said standing up and going to get her stuff as well. She moved past him and gave a soft smack to his behind as she went.
He laughed, "Greta, what has gotten into you?" He asked teasing her slightly.
She looked over at him straight faced, "Nothing lately, that's the problem." She said and then turned back to her suitcase.
His mouth dropped open in shock, at realization at what she just said and meant by it. He swallowed hard, *Oh boy.* He shook his head, as another large grin spread across his face, *This is going to be a long night.* He thought as he got everything he needed and then started to change.
Soon they were both changed, Eric in a nice suit, and Greta had on a long black slip dress, her hair pulled up, showing off her graceful neck. She walked out of the bathroom holding up her necklace. Eric took it from her, moved behind her, and fastened it for her. He then leaned in, and gently placed a few kisses at the back of her neck and down her shoulder. She closed her eyes and tilted her head slightly, "Now don't you start, or we won't get out of here." He smiled, moved to her side, took her arm and led her out the door.
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Chapter 138
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They got to the restaurant, and were seated immediately. Greta smiled at Eric over her menu as the waiter left to go get their drinks, "I doubt they get asked for the sparkling cider that much here."
He laughed, "I bet you are right, but we agreed, right?"
"Yeah, nothing until afterwards. Besides, I don't need alcohol to feel lightheaded," She said reaching out for his hand, "That's what you are for." She got a smile as a reply and then she started to look at her menu. It all looked so wonderful, she wasn't sure what to order.
They finally decided what they wanted and when the waiter came back over they ordered and then they started to talk. Greta told him all about the interviews that she got, and that she was actually very interested in everything that she did in DC. Their salads and soup came, and Eric began to tell her about some of the shoots that he had been doing, along with the big one that he had scheduled for monday. Soon the main course was out, and they didn't talk to much. "Oh, this is good." Greta said as she ate, and he just nodded in agreement. "Italian, was definitely the way to go."
They continued with their meal, and Eric told her about some of the things that were happening in Salem while she was gone. She laughed as he described how Belle had practically dragged Marlena all over town looking for the perfect dress for the Last Blast. "I'm sure my mom was wishing you had been home."
"Why?" Greta asked quizzically.
"Well, she tried getting Sami to take her, but Sami had to much to do with Will, work, and some other excuse. Which I'm sure was made up, cause Sami knows how Belle gets." Greta laughed. "And Mom was about ready to pull her hair out."
"I would have taken her shopping, it would have been fun."
He gave her a strange look, "Have you been shopping with Belle? I mean for something that she considers to be as important as life or death?"
Greta giggled, "Okay, no. But I still would have." He smiled, he knew she would have, and she probably would have enjoyed it. "Maybe I can next time."
They continued talking, and soon they were done, and the waiter came back over, removed their plates then came back to the table with the dessert cart. "Could I interest you in one of our desserts?" He asked the couple.
The two looked at each other, and at the cart, it all looked wonderful. Eric smiled at her and then looked up at him. "Is there any way we could get it to go?"
The waiter smiled, "Of course."
Greta grinned, and pointed at the one she wanted, Eric did the same, and the waiter left to go and get them their desserts, packed to take back with them to the hotel. "Figured we could have a late night snack later." He told her.
She nodded, "That's perfect, cause right now, I'm soooo full. But it also looked soooo good!" He agreed. Not to long after they were back at the hotel, walking through the door to their room. Eric shut it and locked it behind him, as Greta walked in kicking her heels off into the corner and walking barefoot back over to the window. Eric put the desserts in the small fridge and then walked over to her, taking his suit coat off in the process and putting it over the couch.
His hands lightly rested on her shoulders, then moved his fingers up over her neck lightly, and removed her necklace. He placed it on the table next to the couch, and then moved back to her. His arms moving around her, holding her to him, and then he leaned in and kissed her neck gently, and left kisses down her neck to her shoulder.
She sighed, closing her eyes, and felt his one hand move up to the back of her head, removing the hair clip she had there. Her hair fell down over her shoulders, and his hand moved it all to the side as his mouth continued to make her sigh and enjoy the sensations running though her body as he continued. She turned in his arms, and wrapped hers around his neck. She leaned up and kissed him, her hands going into his hair. His moved around her, and up her back to the zipper of her dress, and then pulled it down softly. His hands then moved inside her dress, feeling her soft skin under his finger tips. She broke the kiss, looking into his eyes, a small smile playing on her lips. Her hands then moved to his shirt, and she took and slowly unbuttoned each button. His hands moved to the straps of her dress, and dragged them with a finger off her shoulders. The dress bunched up over her arms, but fell enough revealing the black lace of her bra.
Once she was done getting his shirt off him, she lowered her arms, and the dress fell to the floor. He leaned down slightly and picked her up in his arms, and carried her back to the bedroom. He lowered her down into the middle of the bed and then crawled over her. Her arm moved up to the back of his neck, pulling him down to her mouth. Their lips moving, as he settled himself over her. She pulled away slightly, looking into his eyes, "Make love to me." She told him, he responded by kissing her again, and that is exactly what they did.
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Much later, Eric was laying on his side next to Greta, his head resting over her stomach as she giggled at him, as his fingers lightly trailed over her skin further down her stomach. "What are you doing?" She asked him.
He placed a soft kiss to her skin, making her giggle more, "Just thinking."
"About?" She asked.
He turned around, his feet moving down by her head, and his head moving back to rest on her stomach, and his eyes looking up over her. He smiled, "You'll think I'm silly."
"Tell me anyway." She said, as her hands moved, and lightly tickled his feet, making him move them away quickly.
"Okay, okay." He sighed, "Just thinking about how someday soon, our baby will be here." He said placing another kiss on her stomach, eliciting another giggle from her.
She looked at him tenderly, God she loved it when he got like this. "I love you." She said softly.
He smiled, and crawled back up the bed, kissed her lightly, and then rested his head on her chest wrapping his arms around her. His fingers then lightly tickled her sides, and she started giggling again, "Stoppppp." She said as tears were starting to come to her eyes. Her hands reached out, and started to tickle him as well, and after a little, he finally stopped. "Thank you!" He just laughed at her, then kissed her.
Then her eyes got big. "What?" He asked her.
"Ohhh, we forgot something."
He looked worried, "What? What did we forget?"
She got out of bed quickly and ran into the other room. He was just about out of the bed, but she was already back in the room with a bag in her hands. He smiled as he realized what it was. "Dessert!" She said as she sat back down next to him, and started to open the bag. "Why don't you find something on TV, while I get this stuff out." Eric reached over to the stand and grabbed the remote, flipping on the tv, and found a late night talk show. He sat the remote back down, and she handed him his dessert. They enjoyed it together, occasionally feeding each other some of their own. Eric then took the trash and threw it away when they were done, and then came back to the bed. He turned to Greta and she laughed slightly.
"What?" He asked.
She moved closer to him, "You've got chocolate..." She said motioning to his face. He moved his hand to try and find it, but she caught his wrist, "Let me." She said.
He smiled waiting for her to whip it off, but instead she leaned in, her mouth moving over his cheek and he felt her tongue brush against his skin. He closed his eyes as she did so, and moved to the corners of his mouth, doing the same thing. She then pulled away. "All done." She said, and he opened his eyes quickly, and looked into hers and saw the mischievous twinkle in them.
"Oh no we aren't." He told her and tackled her on to the bed, making her emit a slight squeal, only stopped when his mouth descended onto hers.
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Chapter 139
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They stayed up late together, but did manage to get out of the hotel early enough to go out and do some sight seeing before heading back to Salem. They went into some of the shops on Michigan Avenue, visited the Art Museum, and went to the top of the Sears Tower. They then had a long drive home, with each of them trying to keep their hands off each other. They finally got home around six, and made there way into the house. "Home!" Greta said dropping one of her bags by the stairs, while Eric dropped the rest of them next to it.
"Feels good doesn't it?," he asked as he reached out for her, turned her in his arms and kissed her again. He pulled away, "To bad tomorrow is monday." He said.
She grinned, "Yeah, but at least when we go to work tomorrow, it will be back in the same building again. Not in some other state or country."
"Back to the same old routine, sounds wonderful."
Greta looked at the bags, "Well, I guess we can unpack, get some dinner, and then relax a little."
"Nope," He replied and she looked at him weird. "We have more important business to attend to first."
"What?" She asked not understanding.
His grin turned into a slight leer and she blushed instantly, but was caught off guard when he picked her up, putting her over his shoulder, making her shriek, and then start giggling as he walked up the stairs. "Now that I have you home..." He said as he walked into the bedroom and dropped her on the bed, making her giggle even more. "I plan on taking full advantage of getting access to my wife again."
She sat up, and pulled him onto the bed by his jeans. "Mmm, and I get full access to my husband." She said as she unbuttoned the top button. Their grins stopped when their mouths met in a passionate kiss.
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The work week went well, Greta finished her article and it was submitted for the next edition. Eric had more photo shoots, and got another photographer to take the shoot that was scheduled for Tokyo. He had almost went and tore Lucas's head off when he was first assigned to it. Luckily he didn't, because Lucas was the one who had freed up the other photographer, so that he could go. That meant the weekend was fast approaching, and so far it looked like they were both going to actually be home.
"Well, it's thursday night." Greta said sitting down on the couch next to Eric. His arm went around her, pulling her next to him. "And, it looks like we are home free."
"Yep, the weekend to ourselves, and no work. How long has it been since we had a weekend together? About a month?"
She nodded, "Yeah, something like that." She sighed, "I swear if they do something last minute tomorrow, I'm quitting on the spot."
He laughed. "I'm with you." She wrapped her arm around his chest, pulling herself closer, and hugging him. Slightly hiding her face in his chest, making him smile. Her nose caught his cologne, and she took a deep breath and closed her eyes. She loved that smell, him and his cologne. He smiled down at her, "You okay?" He asked slightly amused at what she was doing.
"Yeah why?" she said looking up at him.
"Just curious as to why you were smelling me." She laughed slightly, then turned serious. She looked over at the TV, and grabbed the remote from him. "Hey!" He said as she took it. She then turned it off. "What are you doing?" He asked, but she didn't say anything, as she sat up. "Greta what..." But he stopped when she moved to sit over his lap, facing him, and wrapping her arms around the back of his neck, and she leaned in and kissed him. He returned the kiss fully, and then broke away, "What?" He asked confused as to what brought this on all of a sudden.
"Well, you know... just in case they do decide to send one of us away last minute... we should make most of our time together."
"Oh, I see the logic in that. I completely agree." He nodded at her, as his hand moved up into her hair, bringing her lips back to his. He then moved to the side, and laid down on the couch, bringing her with him.
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"Okay, okay, enough!" She said as she laid back putting her head on the pillow, trying to regain her breath. She pulled the sheet up around her, which he pulled away, as he curled up behind her, and kissed the back of her neck.
"What?" He asked her, trying to sound innocent.
"You say it all the time, well I am now. You're going to kill me."
He laughed out loud, "Hey, you were the one that told me, the best way to have a baby was to have sex as much as possible. I'm just trying to live up to my part of the process." He said as he kissed her shoulder. He then thought about it, "Actually, I think this is the first time you have ever said that."
She laughed, then yawned, making them both laugh, "Well you tired me out."
He grinned, "Well, you started it, with the 'let's make the most of our time together'."
She turned in his arms, and ran her fingers along his face softly, "Oh, I'm not complaining." She said and kissed him gently. "I just want some sleep."
Eric looked over at the clock and then yawned himself. "That might be a good idea, since it is one o'clock in the morning."
"What?" She asked him as her eyes got wide. She turned quickly looking, and there it was, 1:08 am. "Oh God, we need to get some sleep." She turned back to him, "Now give me back the sheet!"
He grinned and covered them both, then pulled her to him, as they both decided they did need to get some sleep before the last work day of the week.
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Chapter 140
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Friday seemed to move by really slow, but soon Eric was at Greta's office door, and waiting for her to finish up. "Come on, hurry up." He said as he waited leaning on the closed office door.
"I'm trying, I'm trying." She said as she typed the last little bit, and then saved it. "I know it's the weekend, but geez."
"I just want to get out of the building before anyone catches us, and ruins our plans."
She smiled as she stood up, "And what plans are those?"
He shook his head at her, "The same plans we will be having until the doctor gives us some good news, or we give up."
She then shook her finger at him as she walked over, "We won't be giving up."
He pulled her into his arms, and kissed her. "Good, now let's get out of here. Because Lucas and Victor are both still here... which means...."
"Let's get going." She said as she grabbed her purse and then quickly exited the door and hurried for the elevator. She pushed the button, and they waited. "Come on...." Then they both smiled as the doors started to open.
"Hey, Eric... Greta... wait up."
They stopped in their tracks as they were about to walk in the elevator. "Can't we just keep going like we didn't hear?" She asked him, and he sighed shaking his head no. They both turned to see Lucas walking up to them with some folders and his briefcase. They sighed as he hurried up to them.
"Glad you heard me." He told them, and they looked down, but then did a double take as he walked into the elevator. They looked at each other then to Lucas. "Thanks for holding the elevator, I'm in a hurry to go and pick up Will." He said. They quickly got into the elevator and Eric pushed the door close button. They smiled at each other in relief, as they made their way down to the garage.
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Once they got home they found their way partially up the stairs, then awhile later they actually did make it to the bedroom. Then around ten o'clock they streaked through the kitchen grabbing pops, chips, and making some sandwiches which they then brought back upstairs with them. They ate while watching some TV. But a little mishap with some mustard, led them into their bathroom for nice long soak in the tub.
Eric walked out of the bathroom, rubbing the towel over his head, "Vanilla, I smell like vanilla." He said with a slight sigh.
She just laughed, as she tied her robe around her. She started to comb out her hair, "Live with it." She said and walked past him, giving him a quick swat to the behind with the comb.
"Hey!" She laughed again at him. "What was that for?"
"You complain to much."
"I do not." He said, then looked at his hands. "I'm all pruney too."
"See!" She said, and he gave her a dirty look, which put her into giggling. He rushed over to her, grabbed her comb away from her quickly, setting it on the table, and then pushed her back onto the bed, reaching out to tickle her sides. "Ahhhh." She screamed as her giggling continued. He moved to get his hands inside her robe to tickle her bare skin. Which made her laugh even more, some tears starting to run down her face. She decided to get him back, and moved her hands trying to tickle his sides, but he moved away from her. So instead, she tried another tactic, she moved her hands up and under the towel that hung around his waist. In no time the tickling stopped, and was replaced with his hands moving over her skin, and untying her robe. She smiled, and moved her head by his ear, "Much better."
He smiled down at her, "I agree..."
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Greta slowly opened her eyes, to find a pair looking back at her. "Morning." She said softly, blinking trying to get her eyes used to the morning sunlight coming in through the windows.
"Morning," he said, and leaned in placing a soft kiss on her lips, his hand moving to her face, and brushing some hair away from her face. She closed her eyes at the soft touch, and turned her face into the caress, placing a soft kiss in the palm of his hand. "Actually, it's just almost afternoon, it's almost eleven." He said, his fingers going through her hair and then lightly trailing over her neck and shoulders.
"Wow. How long have you been awake?" She asked him.
He smiled, "Don't worry, just about five or ten minutes before you." He smiled, "You just looked so peaceful, so beautiful, I didn't want to wake you."
She grinned, "Well we should get out of bed, get some breakfast."
"Nope, I thought we planned to stay in bed all weekend."
She grinned, and moved closer to him, "Well mostly, but not all weekend. We do need to eat and stuff."
He sighed, "Well, I suppose." He kissed her, and wrapped his arms around her, and pulled her body against his, and then deepened the kiss. Her arms wrapped around him, and he rolled her onto her back, moving with her and between her legs.
"I think breakfast can wait," she said quietly as her lips moved to trail over his cheek and then down his neck, as his mouth moved over her should and then down her chest. Their kissing, their hands, their caressing became more heated and passionate, and then the door bell rang. They looked at each other. "They'll go away." She said slightly out of breath, and brought his mouth back to hers. But it rang again.
Eric decided to ignore it, and moved back to her, his tongue going into her mouth, her hands at his shoulders pressing him to her, and it rang again. Eric sighed, and tried to kiss her again, but was interrupted once more. "Ahhh."
She sighed, "Can you get it?" She said, knowing he could get dressed quicker.
"Greta... I have to wait a minute before I can go to the door." She grinned, and nodded. He rolled off her, "Try and get rid of whoever it is quickly." She nodded, quickly pulled on her robe, tying it as she ran to the door.
"Hello?" She asked as she opened it. She was greeted with the backs of two people as they were starting to walk away, but turned once they heard the door.
"We were starting to think that no one was home, or that you were outback." John said turning to her, and Marlena doing the same with a smile.
"Hi," She said trying to sound normal, "Uhhh, just wasn't by the door." She said. Marlena looked at her smiling. "Ummm, what... what are you doing here? I wasn't expecting..."
"Company? We know. We're having a last minute family lunch. Brady, Belle, and Shawn are meeting us at the Pub, along with Sami. We tried calling a half hour ago but no answered, so on our way over we decided to stop and see if you were home." Marlena told her.
"Oh, I see."
"So is Eric home? Cause we can all go to the Pub, our treat." She said.
"Uhh..." Greta paused, she had no idea what to do.
"Greta... what's taking so long..." Came the voice behind her and then stopped abruptly. "Uhh, hi, mom... John." Eric said as he walked up behind her in a pair of boxers, trying to partially hide behind her.
"Oh great, you are home, then you guys can go to Lunch with us," Marlena said with a smile. John just stood their looking back and forth between the two, noticing the redness in their cheeks and how squirmy they were.
"Well, actually... we were just about to have breakfast." Eric said.
"Breakfast?" Marlena asked, "It's almost 11:30."
John smiled, "You know what Doc, we can have a family Lunch with everyone another time, maybe dinner even. How about that, Dinner, Monday night?" He asked the two and saw the relieved looks on their faces.
"Sounds great." Greta said with a smile.
"But John, we could wait for them to get ready, or they could meet us at the Pub."
John smiled at the two of them, "No, Doc. It's okay, really." He took her arm gently, "Sorry for coming over without calling, but we'll see you monday night."
"No problem," Eric said.
"See you soon." Greta said to them both. As John gently pulled Marlena back to the car. Once they were in the car and out of the driveway Greta shut the door, and turned back to Eric. "Oh, boy."
He smiled, "Thank God we got out of that one." He said, as he reached around and locked the door, then smiling down at her, he picked her up, "Where were we?" He asked and she pointed for the stairs, and off he went.
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"What was that all about?" Marlena demanded once they were on the road driving for the Pub.
John tried to contain his smile, but it spread across his face. "Oh come on Doc, couldn't you tell?"
"Tell what?"
He looked over at her, "They didn't want to go."
"Well too bad, they haven't spent much time with their family lately, what with them being gone for work. And the time they are here, they spend together, all cooped up in that house. Heck they aren't even eating."
John shook his head at her, "Think about it Doc. They have been married for six months now."
"Yeah so? If you are trying to say they are still honeymooners, and everything,... well to bad. I miss Eric and Greta, so does Belle and Brady."
He shook his head, "Marlena... you are talking about wanting them to spend time with family, right?"
"Yeah."
"What I'm saying is... they might be trying to make one of their own."
Her head shot up to look at him at that comment, and then a large smile went over her face, "Do you really think so?"
He smiled, "Well, maybe, maybe not. But one thing is for sure, when we decide to visit next time, we call and tell them first." She nodded in agreement.
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To Be Continued
WRITTEN BY: Heather Ferguson (fergus80)
EMAIL: hferguso@niu.edu
WEBSITE: http://eric_greta.tripod.com (from when Jensen was on days)
Rating: If you can watch DAYS, you can read this. If there is a rating change, a link to the chap. will be provided.
Disclaimer: Days of Our Lives and all of their characters are property of Corday Productions and NBC.
My Rant: Okay, I'm finally putting this up on FanFiction.net. Mostly to free up my website space. This was started way back in Oct. of 1999, and I haven't decided if it's finished yet or not. Reviews are always welcome!
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Eric balanced the phone on his shoulder as he carried a couple bags of groceries into the house. "Well, how much longer do you think it's going to be?" He asked into the phone, walking through the door, and into the kitchen sitting the bags on the table.
{{I have two more interviews to get, they have been busy, and I haven't been able to get them to talk. This is taking a lot longer than it should. But both their secretaries said I should be able to get something by tonight at some point. Hopefully. If that's the case I'll try and catch the next flight home.}} Greta sighed.
"All I have to say is Titan owes the two of us a nice vacation, we have been doing so much lately, and lot of it on the weekends."
{{Yeah, a vacation sounds nice, but... at home.}}
"Completely agreed. However, we probably won't get a weekend together till next, since it's saturday already."
{{Maybe we can call in sick monday.}}
He smiled, "As wonderful as that sounds, you can if you want, but I have an all day photo shoot scheduled." He started to put away the groceries as they continued talking. He held up the two bottles of sparkling cider and smiled. Now that they had decided to have a baby they decided to stay away from the real stuff, at least until afterwards. "Well, keep me posted on when you can get a flight out of there, and I will be here waiting." He could almost hear her smile on the other end.
{{Does that mean if I walk in after midnight like you did last time, I'll get attacked by you like you did by me?}}
His grin became wider, "Oh you can count on it." He received a slight laugh, "In fact, you can come home before then, I still will." He got another laugh, but he could tell by the sound that she liked the idea. They continued talking a little longer and then Greta had to leave to try and still get those other interviews.
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Greta was happy that she actually got the interviews that day, earlier than expected, and so she packed up and headed for the airport to try and get the next flight to Salem. Only problem was, the airport was a mess, tons of other people were leaving from the conference as well. After a huge line she finally got up to the desk to try and get a flight. "When's the next flight to Salem?"
The woman typed some info into her computer, and then looked back up, "Next direct flight is tomorrow at 2pm."
Greta sighed, "Anything sooner?"
The woman typed in some more information, "Well, I can get you through Chicago, with a two hour layover at O'hare. That leaves in, three hours." The woman looked at the computer, "But there isn't anything else sooner, at least that would get you to Salem any time earlier."
Greta booked the flight, she hated the layover, but it was better than waiting till the next day to get out of DC. She made her way to a restaurant, sat down her bags, ordered a lemonade, and then took out her cell phone. She dialed, "Hi, it's me."
{{Hi me.}} Came the voice on the other end, making her smile, {{Please tell me you aren't still waiting for those interviews.}}
She laughed, "Thank God no. I'm at the airport. I've got a flight in three hours to Chicago, then a two over layover there, then to Salem. Best I could get." When she didn't get an answer from him, she got worried he got cut off, "Eric? You there."
{{Sorry, I was just thinking. You said you had three hours before you leave there, and then the trip from there to Chicago is what, an hour or two?}}
"Yeah, why?"
{{Well...}} He was silent for a minute still thinking, {{Can you cancel the second half of the flight?}}
"Probably, but why?" She asked confused.
{{Well, saturday is only partly over, when you get to Chicago it would only be like what, around 8?}}
"I suppose so."
{{How about we spend tonight and part of tomorrow in Chicago. We can go out to a nice dinner, maybe catch a show, stay at a nice hotel.... then we can drive back to Salem tomorrow.}}
"But then you will have to drive to Chicago tonight."
{{Yeah, well I have plenty of time since you don't leave for awhile, and I still would have your flight time.}}
She smiled, "Sounds wonderful."
{{Okay, you go cancel the second half of your flight. I'll get some of my stuff packed quick, make some reservations, and will meet you at the airport.}} He stopped, and then thought of something, {{Do you need me to bring anything, or do you have everything you need in your bags already?}}
"I'm all set."
{{Okay, I'll see you soon. Love you.}}
"Love you too." She said and they said good-bye, and she smiled, *I can't wait.*
She finished her drink, paid, and then went back to stand in line. She canceled the second half of her trip, and then went towards the airport shops, trying to find something to do while she waited for her flight to Chicago.
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Chapter 137
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Greta walked out of the gates at the terminal looking around at the tons of people all around her. *Where is he?* She was asking to herself as she kept looking and walking. Then she caught a waving of an arm and there he was, a huge smile going on her face as she rushed over to him as fast as she could through the crowd. She dropped her carry-on bag to the floor once she got to him, and threw her arms around him, and he picked her up slightly, her feet leaving the ground. He gave her a deep kiss and then pulled back slightly, her feet coming back to earth.
"Missed you." He said, hugging her tightly. She smiled up at him, and kissed him again. "Let's go get your bags and get out of here." She agreed and luckily without to much trouble they had her bags and were taking them out to the parking lot. They packed them up in the Jeep and then he was fighting the traffic, trying to get away from the airport. "Worst thing about Chicago... the traffic." He said as they tried to get on the toll way.
"So where are we heading?" She asked him, as she tried not to watch how he was driving in all the mess around her.
"We are heading for the hotel first, thought you would like to freshen up first."
She smiled at that, "Get some of the plane off me. Okay, where is hotel?"
"Michigan Ave., right in the heart of Chicago, with all the shops, stores, and everything. The Ritz-Carlton right in Water Tower Place." He turned to her and smiled, "It's really nice, and it was lucky that I could get a room at such late notice. But then again... I did use some pull."
She looked at him strangely, "What did you do?"
"Well... uhhh." He looked at her a little worried, not sure she would like what he did or not. "Well, I did sort of mention the whole... royalty thing." He waited for her to get mad, but was shocked when she started laughing. "You aren't angry?"
She laughed more, "No, it's about time that whole thing actually paid off."
He smiled as well, heck they really did have a horrible time with the whole thing, "You're right. Well, I kinda said some stuff about that, and well, we now have one of the Deluxe Lakeside Suites for the night."
She smiled, "Sounds wonderful, where are we going for dinner?"
"I was thinking Italian, but if that doesn't appeal to you the hotel has a really good French restaurant as well, and I could cancel the other reservations that we have at 9:30."
"No, that sounds great. Where is it?"
"Spiaggia, that's the name. It's right on Michigan too, from what I am told it has the best Italian food in the city."
She leaned back in the chair, her hand going out to rest on his leg, and she gently squeezed it, he smiled over at her. "So what are we doing after dinner?"
"Well that's up to you. We could go dancing, to a movie, or anything really."
She thought about it for a minute, "How about we have dinner, go back to the hotel for the night, and then tomorrow before we go back to Salem we can do something."
His grin widened, "Sounds good, any reason you want to go back to the hotel early?" He asked already knowing her answer by the way her hand was starting to slowly move up his leg, making it extremely difficult to focus on the road.
Her eyes twinkled at him, "Well besides the reason of really missing you. There is this whole baby thing we are trying to work on, that we haven't had to much of luck starting yet."
He nodded, "True, very true." His smile widened, "Maybe we will be able to tell the baby when they get older that they were made in Chicago."
She laughed at that, "Who knows."
He then removed his one hand quickly from the steering wheel and grabbed her hand lightly at his thigh, "Greta... please..."
"What?" She asked trying to sound innocent.
"I'm trying to get us to the Hotel, and if you keep doing that... We won't make it." She removed her hand with a sigh, and he let out a deep breath. "Besides we are almost there."
As a matter of fact they were there five minutes later. The valet took the jeep, and the bellhop took their bags and they made their way into the hotel, checked in, made their way up to the room, then Eric tipped the bellhop, and finally they were alone. Greta was looking out the widows of the room, out onto Lake Michigan. "What a view!" She said, with all the lights and the water. Then she looked around the room, "And the room, wow."
"It is nice." He said walking around, she followed him into the bedroom, and then plopped herself down in the middle of the big king size bed. "Oh, comfortable."
He stood at the foot of the bed, "Okay, come on, let's get ready and out of here before we both get ideas to just stay in and order room service later."
She giggled and looked up at him, "Are you sure you don't want too?"
"Gretaaaa..." He groaned, he knew if she tempted him enough he would just give in, and he didn't want too, *Really, I don't want to give in. Don't do it.* He told himself, as he tried to walk away and into the other room, getting his stuff so he could change as well.
"But... Ericccc." She said whining slightly, in that way she knew made the little hairs on the back of his neck stand up straight. She saw him shake his head, trying not to listen to her. "This bed is so huge... I think I need help to get out of it." She said, and waited.
He went through his bags getting stuff out. "Oh no, I know that trick. I go over and try and help you, and you will pull me in. I'm not falling for it."
She hit her fists into the bed, and decided to give up, "Okay, okay, you win!" She said standing up and going to get her stuff as well. She moved past him and gave a soft smack to his behind as she went.
He laughed, "Greta, what has gotten into you?" He asked teasing her slightly.
She looked over at him straight faced, "Nothing lately, that's the problem." She said and then turned back to her suitcase.
His mouth dropped open in shock, at realization at what she just said and meant by it. He swallowed hard, *Oh boy.* He shook his head, as another large grin spread across his face, *This is going to be a long night.* He thought as he got everything he needed and then started to change.
Soon they were both changed, Eric in a nice suit, and Greta had on a long black slip dress, her hair pulled up, showing off her graceful neck. She walked out of the bathroom holding up her necklace. Eric took it from her, moved behind her, and fastened it for her. He then leaned in, and gently placed a few kisses at the back of her neck and down her shoulder. She closed her eyes and tilted her head slightly, "Now don't you start, or we won't get out of here." He smiled, moved to her side, took her arm and led her out the door.
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They got to the restaurant, and were seated immediately. Greta smiled at Eric over her menu as the waiter left to go get their drinks, "I doubt they get asked for the sparkling cider that much here."
He laughed, "I bet you are right, but we agreed, right?"
"Yeah, nothing until afterwards. Besides, I don't need alcohol to feel lightheaded," She said reaching out for his hand, "That's what you are for." She got a smile as a reply and then she started to look at her menu. It all looked so wonderful, she wasn't sure what to order.
They finally decided what they wanted and when the waiter came back over they ordered and then they started to talk. Greta told him all about the interviews that she got, and that she was actually very interested in everything that she did in DC. Their salads and soup came, and Eric began to tell her about some of the shoots that he had been doing, along with the big one that he had scheduled for monday. Soon the main course was out, and they didn't talk to much. "Oh, this is good." Greta said as she ate, and he just nodded in agreement. "Italian, was definitely the way to go."
They continued with their meal, and Eric told her about some of the things that were happening in Salem while she was gone. She laughed as he described how Belle had practically dragged Marlena all over town looking for the perfect dress for the Last Blast. "I'm sure my mom was wishing you had been home."
"Why?" Greta asked quizzically.
"Well, she tried getting Sami to take her, but Sami had to much to do with Will, work, and some other excuse. Which I'm sure was made up, cause Sami knows how Belle gets." Greta laughed. "And Mom was about ready to pull her hair out."
"I would have taken her shopping, it would have been fun."
He gave her a strange look, "Have you been shopping with Belle? I mean for something that she considers to be as important as life or death?"
Greta giggled, "Okay, no. But I still would have." He smiled, he knew she would have, and she probably would have enjoyed it. "Maybe I can next time."
They continued talking, and soon they were done, and the waiter came back over, removed their plates then came back to the table with the dessert cart. "Could I interest you in one of our desserts?" He asked the couple.
The two looked at each other, and at the cart, it all looked wonderful. Eric smiled at her and then looked up at him. "Is there any way we could get it to go?"
The waiter smiled, "Of course."
Greta grinned, and pointed at the one she wanted, Eric did the same, and the waiter left to go and get them their desserts, packed to take back with them to the hotel. "Figured we could have a late night snack later." He told her.
She nodded, "That's perfect, cause right now, I'm soooo full. But it also looked soooo good!" He agreed. Not to long after they were back at the hotel, walking through the door to their room. Eric shut it and locked it behind him, as Greta walked in kicking her heels off into the corner and walking barefoot back over to the window. Eric put the desserts in the small fridge and then walked over to her, taking his suit coat off in the process and putting it over the couch.
His hands lightly rested on her shoulders, then moved his fingers up over her neck lightly, and removed her necklace. He placed it on the table next to the couch, and then moved back to her. His arms moving around her, holding her to him, and then he leaned in and kissed her neck gently, and left kisses down her neck to her shoulder.
She sighed, closing her eyes, and felt his one hand move up to the back of her head, removing the hair clip she had there. Her hair fell down over her shoulders, and his hand moved it all to the side as his mouth continued to make her sigh and enjoy the sensations running though her body as he continued. She turned in his arms, and wrapped hers around his neck. She leaned up and kissed him, her hands going into his hair. His moved around her, and up her back to the zipper of her dress, and then pulled it down softly. His hands then moved inside her dress, feeling her soft skin under his finger tips. She broke the kiss, looking into his eyes, a small smile playing on her lips. Her hands then moved to his shirt, and she took and slowly unbuttoned each button. His hands moved to the straps of her dress, and dragged them with a finger off her shoulders. The dress bunched up over her arms, but fell enough revealing the black lace of her bra.
Once she was done getting his shirt off him, she lowered her arms, and the dress fell to the floor. He leaned down slightly and picked her up in his arms, and carried her back to the bedroom. He lowered her down into the middle of the bed and then crawled over her. Her arm moved up to the back of his neck, pulling him down to her mouth. Their lips moving, as he settled himself over her. She pulled away slightly, looking into his eyes, "Make love to me." She told him, he responded by kissing her again, and that is exactly what they did.
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Much later, Eric was laying on his side next to Greta, his head resting over her stomach as she giggled at him, as his fingers lightly trailed over her skin further down her stomach. "What are you doing?" She asked him.
He placed a soft kiss to her skin, making her giggle more, "Just thinking."
"About?" She asked.
He turned around, his feet moving down by her head, and his head moving back to rest on her stomach, and his eyes looking up over her. He smiled, "You'll think I'm silly."
"Tell me anyway." She said, as her hands moved, and lightly tickled his feet, making him move them away quickly.
"Okay, okay." He sighed, "Just thinking about how someday soon, our baby will be here." He said placing another kiss on her stomach, eliciting another giggle from her.
She looked at him tenderly, God she loved it when he got like this. "I love you." She said softly.
He smiled, and crawled back up the bed, kissed her lightly, and then rested his head on her chest wrapping his arms around her. His fingers then lightly tickled her sides, and she started giggling again, "Stoppppp." She said as tears were starting to come to her eyes. Her hands reached out, and started to tickle him as well, and after a little, he finally stopped. "Thank you!" He just laughed at her, then kissed her.
Then her eyes got big. "What?" He asked her.
"Ohhh, we forgot something."
He looked worried, "What? What did we forget?"
She got out of bed quickly and ran into the other room. He was just about out of the bed, but she was already back in the room with a bag in her hands. He smiled as he realized what it was. "Dessert!" She said as she sat back down next to him, and started to open the bag. "Why don't you find something on TV, while I get this stuff out." Eric reached over to the stand and grabbed the remote, flipping on the tv, and found a late night talk show. He sat the remote back down, and she handed him his dessert. They enjoyed it together, occasionally feeding each other some of their own. Eric then took the trash and threw it away when they were done, and then came back to the bed. He turned to Greta and she laughed slightly.
"What?" He asked.
She moved closer to him, "You've got chocolate..." She said motioning to his face. He moved his hand to try and find it, but she caught his wrist, "Let me." She said.
He smiled waiting for her to whip it off, but instead she leaned in, her mouth moving over his cheek and he felt her tongue brush against his skin. He closed his eyes as she did so, and moved to the corners of his mouth, doing the same thing. She then pulled away. "All done." She said, and he opened his eyes quickly, and looked into hers and saw the mischievous twinkle in them.
"Oh no we aren't." He told her and tackled her on to the bed, making her emit a slight squeal, only stopped when his mouth descended onto hers.
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They stayed up late together, but did manage to get out of the hotel early enough to go out and do some sight seeing before heading back to Salem. They went into some of the shops on Michigan Avenue, visited the Art Museum, and went to the top of the Sears Tower. They then had a long drive home, with each of them trying to keep their hands off each other. They finally got home around six, and made there way into the house. "Home!" Greta said dropping one of her bags by the stairs, while Eric dropped the rest of them next to it.
"Feels good doesn't it?," he asked as he reached out for her, turned her in his arms and kissed her again. He pulled away, "To bad tomorrow is monday." He said.
She grinned, "Yeah, but at least when we go to work tomorrow, it will be back in the same building again. Not in some other state or country."
"Back to the same old routine, sounds wonderful."
Greta looked at the bags, "Well, I guess we can unpack, get some dinner, and then relax a little."
"Nope," He replied and she looked at him weird. "We have more important business to attend to first."
"What?" She asked not understanding.
His grin turned into a slight leer and she blushed instantly, but was caught off guard when he picked her up, putting her over his shoulder, making her shriek, and then start giggling as he walked up the stairs. "Now that I have you home..." He said as he walked into the bedroom and dropped her on the bed, making her giggle even more. "I plan on taking full advantage of getting access to my wife again."
She sat up, and pulled him onto the bed by his jeans. "Mmm, and I get full access to my husband." She said as she unbuttoned the top button. Their grins stopped when their mouths met in a passionate kiss.
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The work week went well, Greta finished her article and it was submitted for the next edition. Eric had more photo shoots, and got another photographer to take the shoot that was scheduled for Tokyo. He had almost went and tore Lucas's head off when he was first assigned to it. Luckily he didn't, because Lucas was the one who had freed up the other photographer, so that he could go. That meant the weekend was fast approaching, and so far it looked like they were both going to actually be home.
"Well, it's thursday night." Greta said sitting down on the couch next to Eric. His arm went around her, pulling her next to him. "And, it looks like we are home free."
"Yep, the weekend to ourselves, and no work. How long has it been since we had a weekend together? About a month?"
She nodded, "Yeah, something like that." She sighed, "I swear if they do something last minute tomorrow, I'm quitting on the spot."
He laughed. "I'm with you." She wrapped her arm around his chest, pulling herself closer, and hugging him. Slightly hiding her face in his chest, making him smile. Her nose caught his cologne, and she took a deep breath and closed her eyes. She loved that smell, him and his cologne. He smiled down at her, "You okay?" He asked slightly amused at what she was doing.
"Yeah why?" she said looking up at him.
"Just curious as to why you were smelling me." She laughed slightly, then turned serious. She looked over at the TV, and grabbed the remote from him. "Hey!" He said as she took it. She then turned it off. "What are you doing?" He asked, but she didn't say anything, as she sat up. "Greta what..." But he stopped when she moved to sit over his lap, facing him, and wrapping her arms around the back of his neck, and she leaned in and kissed him. He returned the kiss fully, and then broke away, "What?" He asked confused as to what brought this on all of a sudden.
"Well, you know... just in case they do decide to send one of us away last minute... we should make most of our time together."
"Oh, I see the logic in that. I completely agree." He nodded at her, as his hand moved up into her hair, bringing her lips back to his. He then moved to the side, and laid down on the couch, bringing her with him.
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"Okay, okay, enough!" She said as she laid back putting her head on the pillow, trying to regain her breath. She pulled the sheet up around her, which he pulled away, as he curled up behind her, and kissed the back of her neck.
"What?" He asked her, trying to sound innocent.
"You say it all the time, well I am now. You're going to kill me."
He laughed out loud, "Hey, you were the one that told me, the best way to have a baby was to have sex as much as possible. I'm just trying to live up to my part of the process." He said as he kissed her shoulder. He then thought about it, "Actually, I think this is the first time you have ever said that."
She laughed, then yawned, making them both laugh, "Well you tired me out."
He grinned, "Well, you started it, with the 'let's make the most of our time together'."
She turned in his arms, and ran her fingers along his face softly, "Oh, I'm not complaining." She said and kissed him gently. "I just want some sleep."
Eric looked over at the clock and then yawned himself. "That might be a good idea, since it is one o'clock in the morning."
"What?" She asked him as her eyes got wide. She turned quickly looking, and there it was, 1:08 am. "Oh God, we need to get some sleep." She turned back to him, "Now give me back the sheet!"
He grinned and covered them both, then pulled her to him, as they both decided they did need to get some sleep before the last work day of the week.
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Friday seemed to move by really slow, but soon Eric was at Greta's office door, and waiting for her to finish up. "Come on, hurry up." He said as he waited leaning on the closed office door.
"I'm trying, I'm trying." She said as she typed the last little bit, and then saved it. "I know it's the weekend, but geez."
"I just want to get out of the building before anyone catches us, and ruins our plans."
She smiled as she stood up, "And what plans are those?"
He shook his head at her, "The same plans we will be having until the doctor gives us some good news, or we give up."
She then shook her finger at him as she walked over, "We won't be giving up."
He pulled her into his arms, and kissed her. "Good, now let's get out of here. Because Lucas and Victor are both still here... which means...."
"Let's get going." She said as she grabbed her purse and then quickly exited the door and hurried for the elevator. She pushed the button, and they waited. "Come on...." Then they both smiled as the doors started to open.
"Hey, Eric... Greta... wait up."
They stopped in their tracks as they were about to walk in the elevator. "Can't we just keep going like we didn't hear?" She asked him, and he sighed shaking his head no. They both turned to see Lucas walking up to them with some folders and his briefcase. They sighed as he hurried up to them.
"Glad you heard me." He told them, and they looked down, but then did a double take as he walked into the elevator. They looked at each other then to Lucas. "Thanks for holding the elevator, I'm in a hurry to go and pick up Will." He said. They quickly got into the elevator and Eric pushed the door close button. They smiled at each other in relief, as they made their way down to the garage.
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Once they got home they found their way partially up the stairs, then awhile later they actually did make it to the bedroom. Then around ten o'clock they streaked through the kitchen grabbing pops, chips, and making some sandwiches which they then brought back upstairs with them. They ate while watching some TV. But a little mishap with some mustard, led them into their bathroom for nice long soak in the tub.
Eric walked out of the bathroom, rubbing the towel over his head, "Vanilla, I smell like vanilla." He said with a slight sigh.
She just laughed, as she tied her robe around her. She started to comb out her hair, "Live with it." She said and walked past him, giving him a quick swat to the behind with the comb.
"Hey!" She laughed again at him. "What was that for?"
"You complain to much."
"I do not." He said, then looked at his hands. "I'm all pruney too."
"See!" She said, and he gave her a dirty look, which put her into giggling. He rushed over to her, grabbed her comb away from her quickly, setting it on the table, and then pushed her back onto the bed, reaching out to tickle her sides. "Ahhhh." She screamed as her giggling continued. He moved to get his hands inside her robe to tickle her bare skin. Which made her laugh even more, some tears starting to run down her face. She decided to get him back, and moved her hands trying to tickle his sides, but he moved away from her. So instead, she tried another tactic, she moved her hands up and under the towel that hung around his waist. In no time the tickling stopped, and was replaced with his hands moving over her skin, and untying her robe. She smiled, and moved her head by his ear, "Much better."
He smiled down at her, "I agree..."
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Greta slowly opened her eyes, to find a pair looking back at her. "Morning." She said softly, blinking trying to get her eyes used to the morning sunlight coming in through the windows.
"Morning," he said, and leaned in placing a soft kiss on her lips, his hand moving to her face, and brushing some hair away from her face. She closed her eyes at the soft touch, and turned her face into the caress, placing a soft kiss in the palm of his hand. "Actually, it's just almost afternoon, it's almost eleven." He said, his fingers going through her hair and then lightly trailing over her neck and shoulders.
"Wow. How long have you been awake?" She asked him.
He smiled, "Don't worry, just about five or ten minutes before you." He smiled, "You just looked so peaceful, so beautiful, I didn't want to wake you."
She grinned, "Well we should get out of bed, get some breakfast."
"Nope, I thought we planned to stay in bed all weekend."
She grinned, and moved closer to him, "Well mostly, but not all weekend. We do need to eat and stuff."
He sighed, "Well, I suppose." He kissed her, and wrapped his arms around her, and pulled her body against his, and then deepened the kiss. Her arms wrapped around him, and he rolled her onto her back, moving with her and between her legs.
"I think breakfast can wait," she said quietly as her lips moved to trail over his cheek and then down his neck, as his mouth moved over her should and then down her chest. Their kissing, their hands, their caressing became more heated and passionate, and then the door bell rang. They looked at each other. "They'll go away." She said slightly out of breath, and brought his mouth back to hers. But it rang again.
Eric decided to ignore it, and moved back to her, his tongue going into her mouth, her hands at his shoulders pressing him to her, and it rang again. Eric sighed, and tried to kiss her again, but was interrupted once more. "Ahhh."
She sighed, "Can you get it?" She said, knowing he could get dressed quicker.
"Greta... I have to wait a minute before I can go to the door." She grinned, and nodded. He rolled off her, "Try and get rid of whoever it is quickly." She nodded, quickly pulled on her robe, tying it as she ran to the door.
"Hello?" She asked as she opened it. She was greeted with the backs of two people as they were starting to walk away, but turned once they heard the door.
"We were starting to think that no one was home, or that you were outback." John said turning to her, and Marlena doing the same with a smile.
"Hi," She said trying to sound normal, "Uhhh, just wasn't by the door." She said. Marlena looked at her smiling. "Ummm, what... what are you doing here? I wasn't expecting..."
"Company? We know. We're having a last minute family lunch. Brady, Belle, and Shawn are meeting us at the Pub, along with Sami. We tried calling a half hour ago but no answered, so on our way over we decided to stop and see if you were home." Marlena told her.
"Oh, I see."
"So is Eric home? Cause we can all go to the Pub, our treat." She said.
"Uhh..." Greta paused, she had no idea what to do.
"Greta... what's taking so long..." Came the voice behind her and then stopped abruptly. "Uhh, hi, mom... John." Eric said as he walked up behind her in a pair of boxers, trying to partially hide behind her.
"Oh great, you are home, then you guys can go to Lunch with us," Marlena said with a smile. John just stood their looking back and forth between the two, noticing the redness in their cheeks and how squirmy they were.
"Well, actually... we were just about to have breakfast." Eric said.
"Breakfast?" Marlena asked, "It's almost 11:30."
John smiled, "You know what Doc, we can have a family Lunch with everyone another time, maybe dinner even. How about that, Dinner, Monday night?" He asked the two and saw the relieved looks on their faces.
"Sounds great." Greta said with a smile.
"But John, we could wait for them to get ready, or they could meet us at the Pub."
John smiled at the two of them, "No, Doc. It's okay, really." He took her arm gently, "Sorry for coming over without calling, but we'll see you monday night."
"No problem," Eric said.
"See you soon." Greta said to them both. As John gently pulled Marlena back to the car. Once they were in the car and out of the driveway Greta shut the door, and turned back to Eric. "Oh, boy."
He smiled, "Thank God we got out of that one." He said, as he reached around and locked the door, then smiling down at her, he picked her up, "Where were we?" He asked and she pointed for the stairs, and off he went.
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"What was that all about?" Marlena demanded once they were on the road driving for the Pub.
John tried to contain his smile, but it spread across his face. "Oh come on Doc, couldn't you tell?"
"Tell what?"
He looked over at her, "They didn't want to go."
"Well too bad, they haven't spent much time with their family lately, what with them being gone for work. And the time they are here, they spend together, all cooped up in that house. Heck they aren't even eating."
John shook his head at her, "Think about it Doc. They have been married for six months now."
"Yeah so? If you are trying to say they are still honeymooners, and everything,... well to bad. I miss Eric and Greta, so does Belle and Brady."
He shook his head, "Marlena... you are talking about wanting them to spend time with family, right?"
"Yeah."
"What I'm saying is... they might be trying to make one of their own."
Her head shot up to look at him at that comment, and then a large smile went over her face, "Do you really think so?"
He smiled, "Well, maybe, maybe not. But one thing is for sure, when we decide to visit next time, we call and tell them first." She nodded in agreement.
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To Be Continued