WEBB SPENDS THE NIGHT

DON'T OWN THEM

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Author's note: There are sexual situations in this chapter.  Not so PG-13 Version. If you prefer Chapter 9 it is more "innocent"

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Webb was gone again.  This time he had slipped and said Mac would be with him.  That couldn't be good, Anna thought, he needs a marine.

It was about 8pm and Anna was looking over files.  She had picked up some clients.  Some shop lifters, muggers and a habitual offender; who she had represented 3 times already for different petty offenses. It was a start, she felt good to be in a courtroom again.  Before Clay had left he arranged to have a friend install a security system for Anna. She didn't know who this friend was and she thought it best not to ask.  She looked over at her Christmas tree, it was almost Christmas and she prayed that he would be back in time.  Little did Anna know, Clay was back and was beyond angry…

Excerpt from "It All Comes Together"

"Do you realize what could have happened? This was my operation. You don't reassign my men." Webb shouted. He had just knocked the Assistant Director off his chair and was standing over him. "I gave my word. I promised that nothing would happen to Mac."

"Don't you mean Colonel MacKenzie?" The Assistant Director said standing up. "This sounds a little personal Webb."

What happened next amazed everyone; Webb struck him in the face. "It is personal, it's family." Webb said and he stormed out of the room. Webb left Mac, Harm and the Admiral standing there.

He stormed out of the building and went to his car.  He screeched out of the parking lot and made his way to the Beltway.  He was headed for home; right now he was so angered he didn't care if he was out of a job.  How dare the Assistant Director remove his men?  He put Mac's life in jeopardy; even if it wasn't Mac the point was the Assistant Director undermined Webb's authority and almost cost someone a life.  How was this all going to play out? 

Webb's intention was to go home, as he drove on the Beltway he wasn't even paying attention to which direction he drove.  Before he knew it, he was at the I-66 exit.  He cut across the lanes and took the exit within 5 minutes he was pulling into Anna's complex.

ANNA'S HOME

Webb parked and went to Anna's door.  He knocked, forgetting his hand was injured and winced.  "Anna!" He called out and knocked again this time using his other hand.

"Clay? When did you get back?" Anna said as she opened the door and saw the look on his face.

"May I come in?" Webb asked.

"Of course," Anna replied and led him upstairs. "You look terrible what's wrong?"

"Work," Webb said flatly as he sat down on the couch.

"Ok." Anna said cautiously. "Is it anything you can talk about?"

"No, I'm sorry." Webb replied.

"It's ok.  I just wish I could help." Anna said taking his hand, Webb jerked at the pain. "What happened to your hand?"

"I banged it." Webb said.

"On what?" Anna asked getting up for some ice.

"Someone's face," Webb replied.

"You what?" Anna said returning. "Let me see."  Gently she took his hand and wiggled his fingers.

"Owww," Webb said like a little kid.  He was enjoying the tenderness he was getting.

"Stop ya big baby.  Nothing seems to be broken.  You can move your fingers. It's probably a bad bruise." Anna smiled wrapping the ice pack around his hand.

"Thank you." Webb said sitting back and looking up at the ceiling.

"Clay, I know you can't talk about it.  But I want you to know I am glad you're back.  I don't know where you were, but I was worried." Anna said softly.

"You know, I love my country and my job.  There is such a mess in the world right now and everyone is doing their part.  For someone to make decisions that can put those trying to help in life threatening situations, well…" Webb trailed off.

"Maybe I should call Mac and Harm.  I know you work with them, you can discuss this with them possibly?" Anna offered.

"No don't call them." Webb protested.

"Ok, it was just a suggestion." Anna said. "Clay, how can I help?"

"You are helping. You helped by opening the door." Webb replied.

"The door's always open Clay." Anna smiled. They sat in silence then Clay looked at Anna.

"What are you doing on Christmas Eve?" Webb asked. 

"I'm going to New York.  My whole family is." Anna replied. "Why?"

"Well you remember Admiral Chegwidden." Webb asked.

"Of course, he was at Mac's for Thanksgiving." Anna replied.

"Well he has invited me, to his home on Christmas Eve." Webb said. "Want to come with me?"

"Hmmm, that's kind of tight." Anna replied.

"Tight?" Webb asked.

"Yeah, Christmas Eve here; not getting to New York before Christmas Day."

"Oh, forget it then." Webb said.

"Clay, what are you doing for Christmas?" Anna asked.

"Who me? I was going to go to AJ's for Christmas Eve and I hadn't thought much about Christmas Day." Webb replied.

"What about your mother?" Anna asked.

"She's in London. We never really did the Christmas thing.  A lot of the time I am not even here." Webb said.

"Clay, are you kidding me? You don't actually call it the Christmas thing?" Anna asked. 

"I guess different families celebrate differently." Clay shrugged.

"I'll tell you what we'll do." Anna said.

"What's that?" Webb replied. She's such a boss.

"I'll go to the Admiral's with you, if you come home with me." Anna said.

"Meet your family?" Webb asked.

"Hmm, don't want to?" Anna teased.

"No it's not that. You want me to meet them?" Webb asked.

"Yeah I do. Besides there will be so many people there what's one more?" Anna smiled.

"Spending Christmas in New York? It could be fun." Webb said.

"Oh it always is. Trust me." Anna smiled.

"Well I guess you just made me an offer I can't refuse." Webb teased, using his best Don Corleone accent.

"Clay, promise me you will not do that in front of my family, honestly you can't pull it off." Anna laughed shaking her head.

"Thanks Anna." Webb smiled.

"For?" Anna asked.

"Opening the door, I feel better; I didn't even plan on coming here.  My car just drove here." Webb said.

"Hey, I'm glad you feel comfortable coming here and that you want to." Anna said.

"I do. I should get going." Webb said glancing at the clock.

"Clay, you don't have to leave." Anna said. "I want you to stay."

"Really?" Webb asked.  In the past two months they had known each other he had spent the night once and that was in the beginning when she told him about her family.  They hadn't taken their relationship to the next level, nor had they discussed it.

"Yes really.  Not for nuthin' Blue Blood, but dontchya think it's time?" Anna said stressing her accent.

"You New York girls are something else." Webb laughed.

"You have no idea." Anna smiled and led him to the bedroom.

In the bedroom, Anna walked over to the bed and removed the decorative pillows.  She pulled back the spread, sat down and started undressing.  Once she was out of her clothes she slipped on a delicate negligee and got into bed.  "Aren't you coming?"

"Ah, yeah." Clay said. Move Webb walk. He just stood there looking at her.

"Clay, are you okay?" Anna teased.

"Fine," Clay said and finally he moved.  He unbuttoned his vest, removed his tie and sat down. Shoes Webb, take off your shoes and socks.

With his back to Anna he leaned down and took of his shoes and socks.  As he sat upright, Anna moved closer to him. She reached around and helped him out of his vest and turned him around.  Anna looked at Clay and started laughing.

"Clay, go put that in my lock box." Anna laughed pointing to his gun. "You don't need it right now."  Clay smiled and went to store his sidearm.  When he returned to the bedroom his shirt was unbuttoned.  He smiled as he removed his clothes. He then crawled into bed and kissed her. 

"Anna would you do me a favor?" He asked while he traced her face with his finger and tapped her nose.

"Sure, if you stop tapping my nose." Anna laughed.

"Take down your hair. I've never seen it loose." Clay smiled.  Anna sat up and turned her back to Clay.  He reached up to the French twist and removed the pins holding it there.  Within seconds a blanket of dark brown fell against her shoulders stopped just at her shoulder blades. "Wow. Why don't you wear it down more?"  He asked.

"It gets in the way and this is more professional." Anna said.

"Good point, but once you're home…" Clay began.

"Clay do you really wanna sit here and talk about my hair?" Anna teased.  "I mean do you want my brand of shampoo too?"

"No," He laughed. "You really have a mouth you know that?"

"Yes, and I'd like to use it right now." Anna smiled and started kissing him.

Within minutes whatever clothing had remained was cast to the floor. They kissed and explored each other's bodies. Clay ran his hands all over her. Touching every spot, kissing her and enjoying the reciprocation he received. When he had arrived his emotional state was anger and that's what was driving him. With each touch that anger turned into a hunger. He took the lead and buried his head in her chest, kissing her and moving his hands down her body. Anna arched her back to move closer to him. She moaned her approval and then in a quick move changed positions. Clay was now on his back and Anna was making a trail of wet hot kisses along his chest and down to his stomach and beyond.
"Anna…" Clay said running his hands through her hair. She just looked up at his face, smiled devilishly and returned to the task at hand.
Clayton Webb had no idea what was happening. He had never experienced this kind of passion before, not in himself or from someone else. As his breathing became labored from Anna's ministrations, Clay pulled Anna up so she was on top of him and kissed her. They rolled over and what was at one point tender and passionate became heated. It was as if they could not get enough of each other or close enough. Clay was trying to be gentle but Anna pulled him tight, which was all the encouragement he needed. Clay and Anna became one with force. Moving together they released at the same time. Out of breath and completely satisfied they cuddled up

"Wow." Anna said. "Talk about your undercover operations."

"So that's what they mean by Full Service Hospitality." Clay said.

They laughed and fell asleep. 

THE NEXT MORNING

The next morning Anna woke up first. She went to the kitchen and came back with coffee.  "Yo up an' at 'em." She called out.

"Yo?" Clay laughed. "I'm up."

"Coffee?" Anna asked.

"Yes." Clay said rubbing his eyes. "What are you plans for today?"

"Nothing really? What did you have in mind?" Anna asked.

"I don't know? Go to the park?" Clay said with a smile.

"We could. Hey how is your hand?" Anna asked.

"Hurts a little, it'll be fine." Clay replied.

Just then the phone rang. "Hello?" Anna said, sitting and settling against Clay.

"Hi, are you coming here today?" Teresa asked.

"Um, well um." Anna said to her sister.

"Who's there with you?" Teresa asked.

"What?" Anna laughed. "What makes you ask that?"

"Because little sister, I know you." Teresa laughed. "Are you coming today the boys want to see you."

"Teresa can I call you back?" Anna asked.

"Nope, answer me now." Teresa teased. "Whoever he is, bring him along."

"Clay, do you want to go to my sister's?" Anna whispered.

"Sure why not. I am not going to work today." Clay replied. What has happened to you? You want to do couple things? Go to her sister's? Webb's voice said in his head.

"Teresa Clay and I will be there later." Anna replied.

"Clay? What is he pottery? What kind of name is Clay?" Teresa teased.

"Sia calmo." Anna said telling her sister to be quiet.

"Ok, but you have to admit…" Teresa laughed.

"Teresa, do you want me to tell Ma where grandma's necklace is?" Anna threatened lightheartedly.

"You are such a brat, see you this afternoon." Teresa laughed.  "Oh Pico, è piacevole?"

"Yes Teresa, he's very nice. Ciao." Anna said hanging up.

"What was that all about?" Clay asked.

"It was just her being a big sister." Anna said curling up next to him. "You really don't mind going there?"

"Well if I am going to go with you next week, maybe I should meet someone first." Clay said.

"Good idea.  You get to meet, Teresa, her husband Angelo and their boys, Antonio and Giovanni." Anna said.

"My competition," Clay teased.

"I hate to tell you this but there is no competition. But you are a very close second." Anna said kissing him.

"Hey, if we are going to your sister's, I better get out of here." Clay said getting out of bed and getting dressed. "Should I come back and get you or do you want to pick me up?"

"I have an idea, since you are closer to Teresa's how about I drive over there with you now and get ready at your place?" Anna suggested.

"Sure but don't you want to take a shower?" Clay asked.

"Yeah, let's try this again.  How about I get ready at your place? Anna repeated. "You do have a shower there correct?"

"Yes I do… ohhh, ok my place it is." Clay said with a smile.                  

Anna put some clothes in a carry bag and off they went.  They showered together, got dressed and took off for Fredericksburg.