Title: Journey to Homecoming Pt. 28B /28
Author: Sheila
Category: Romance
Pairing: Clay/Sarah
Rating: R
Disclaimer: As If
Spoilers: Up through 'Need to Know'
Summary: Clay and Sarah come together during an investigation
A/N: Sorry for the long delay in updating. I though I had uploaded the last chapter.
Sarah's POV
The Willard Hotel Washington, D.C.
"You are so beautiful."
"Am I supposed to say that you are handsome?" I asked my husband of only a few hours.
"Only if you want to continue talking, I had rather thought that you had something other than words on your mind." He returned smiling down at me.
"Enough already; kiss me, or something!" I fired back.
"I think I'll go for the kiss and the something." We were both laughing at the absurdity of the conversation, but then Clay got serious and began spreading kisses down my neck to my breasts. My back arched off the bed when he sucked a nipple into his mouth and began swirling his tongue around the turgid tip making me groan with the sensation. He then moved down my abdomen and suddenly stopped. I looked at him and he was staring closely at the place where our child was nestled. He slowly moved a hand to cover our child and a look of wonder crossed his face.
I placed a hand on his cheek and he turned and kissed my palm then kissed my tummy again.
"This may seem a little bit late to ask, but continuing isn't forbidden or anything? I don't have any experience with 'pegnant' wives." He asked facetiously.
"I have it on the best authority that this is very OK."
"Whose?"
"Who is the only mother that I know well enough to ask, you fool?"
"Harriet? Too much info, I don't even want to go there." He didn't. The kisses and touches he had been giving me were only a prelude to what came next.
"Clay please, I want you with me, in me." I gasped.
"Anything for you." He knelt between my legs and ran his hands from my knees to my side and lowered himself into my waiting arms. I moved my legs up around his waist to hold him closer. Clay moved slowly at first, or at least until I pinched him.
"Hey! Stop that."
"I will if you would pick up the pace a little." I replied. He gave me an evil smirk then flipped us over.
"If you don't like my pace, set your own, I don't mind." He lay back and placed his hands on my waist. "Are you going to move?" he asked as I sat there reveling in my new position.
"Hold on, the ride could get a bit bumpy." I began moving up and down in a slow, measured pace and moved my hands to his nipples and tweaked them in time to my movements. I couldn't help but increase the speed and strength of my movements; my body was taking over from my head and insisted that I move faster and harder. Clay matched me move for move and in a few minutes we were both shouting our completion. I collapsed in a heap on his chest and he caressed my back as our breathing gradually returned to normal.
"That was good, very good." I whispered into his neck.
"Hold on, that was only the start. We have many years of that to come."
"I hope so. Now where are we going on our honeymoon?" I wheedled.
"Well, I think where we are going is going to have to wait, don't you? Do you want to make an appointment with your doctor?"
"Clay it's early Saturday morning, I won't be able to get an appointment until Monday. What about the honeymoon?" I propped my head up on my fists and questioned him.
"Our honeymoon departure time is totally our own. We don't have a schedule to keep. And I think we can talk your doctor into a Saturday appointment."
"You obviously are very misinformed. Doctors do not make special appointments, especially OB appointments on a weekend."
"What is your doctor's name?" He asked nonchalantly.
"Meadows, Cmdr. Alec Meadows, at Bethesda. What are you planning?" I asked as he gently moved me from his chest and picked up the phone.
"Room 1012 please." He gave me a smile when it I realized what he was doing.
"Vic, put Lynne on the phone please." I could hear Vic yell at Clay without having my ear to the receiver.
"Now, now Vic, you shouldn't talk like that. Just put Lynne on." I moved closer to hear Lynne's side of the conversation.
"Webb, you are on your honeymoon and I'm off duty. What in the hell do you want at this hour?"
"I need you to roust Sarah's OB and make us an appointment in the morning. She needs to be seen before we leave." He sounded so reasonable with his unreasonable request.
"Clay. You owe me big time for this. We were otherwise engaged if you get my drift."
"Name it. I know this is above and beyond, but you are really good at this sort of thing."
"I want the lease on the townhouse in my name for an indeterminate length of time for an extremely low rate." "Yours. Have the real estate agent draw up the papers and we'll sign them when we get back." Well that solves the empty townhouse issue. Clay kept it after we moved but hadn't decided what to do with it.
"What is the doctor's name?" Clay gave her the details and she told she would call him back in a few minutes.
"I can't believe you just did that." He kissed me on the nose and patted me on my butt.
"Don't worry, she'll make my life a living hell for this, but you're well worth it everything she will do to me in retaliation."
"How often do you two play this game?"
"Often enough that we don't keep score, just exact revenge."
"And you made DCI for South American Operations?"
"Only with the help of a few good friends and one persistent assistant." Clay and Lynne were a hopeless cause. My best course of action would to stay out of the line of fire with Vic. These two had been at it a long time, so why interfere with something that obviously worked.
The phone interrupted my reply. Clay nodded and said OK a few times then hung up.
"You have an appointment at 10:00 A.M. with Dr. Meadows and as soon as we get done there our honeymoon can begin."
"Remind me to have Lynne book my next hairdresser's appointment." I said as we snuggled together and drifted off to sleep.
Clay's POV
0830 Hours
"Thanks just roll it over by the window." I told the waiter as I signed the tab. I had woken up an hour earlier surprised that Sarah was still heavily asleep. She normally woke me every morning complaining that I was a slugabed.
I poured a cup of coffee and crawled back into bed beside her and began kissing her awake. She batted at my face a few times before opening one eye.
"Why exactly are you waking me up. It's too early."
"Its 8:30 and we have to eat and get dressed so we can make your appointment. Coffee?"
"Yes, but what's that smell? Ugh."
"It's your coffee. I ordered decaf because of the baby. Here have some." I handed her the cup, and as she began to take a sip, her face screwed up in disgust.
"This smells so bad. Don't tell me I won't be able to drink coffee for nine months." She wailed.
"The joys of motherhood?" I said trying to help her make the best of it. She gave me a glare and got out of bed and headed for the bathroom. Seconds later I heard the sound of her vomiting. I joined her and wet a cloth to wipe her face while she 'worshiped the porcelain god'.
"Done?" I asked her gently. She nodded and I helped her up.
"Tell me why I wanted to be pregnant with all its attending joys?"
"Well, at the end you get a prize that makes it all worth it." I said with a wide grin.
"Keep telling me that, I hate to throw up more than anything in this world! Remind me to ask Dr. Meadows how long this will continue."
"Will do. Now, why don't you jump in the shower and I'll get rid of the coffee."
When she was done, she ate a bowl of fresh fruit and toast with no problem. We dressed and drove to Bethesda for her appointment. There were several women and their spouses in the office so I didn't feel too out of place. We were called in after a few minutes. Dr. Meadows greeted us pleasantly and began asking Sarah questions. I was amazed what went on between a woman and her OB/GYN physician, it felt like I was entering a strange world with a language that I was going to have to learn.
"Mr. Webb do you have any questions?" Dr. Meadows asked.
"A million of them but I won't ask them all now. One thing we are going on our honeymoon this afternoon. We will be visiting some tropical areas. I'd like to know if Sarah should avoid anything in particular."
"So we're going tropical are we? Where are we going?" Damn she was persistent.
"Sarah you should avoid eating unwashed fruits and vegetables and undercooked meat. Also, drink bottled water if possible. That should do. Now I want to examine you. Denise will escort you to an examining room to get ready. If you want, your husband can be present."
"Clay do you want to be there?" She asked with a hopeful expression.
"Yes I'll be there, and I'll be with you on as many visits as possible." She grabbed my hand and squeezed it in appreciation and she gifted me with one of her beautiful smiles.
We were escorted to an examining room and Sarah was directed to pee in a cup and get into a gown. She provided her specimen and undressed and put on a strange gown with a hole in the abdomen. She hopped up on the examining table and sat there while I stared at the stirrups.
"What are you looking at Clay?"
"The stirrups. They look a bit out of position." I quipped and winked at her.
"You fool. Come here." She said as she moved her finger beckoning me. I stepped into her welcoming arms and we began kissing. We were getting a bit serious when there was a knock at the door. We managed to disengage just as Cmdr. Meadows and Denise entered.
I stood at Sarah's side as the doctor began his examination by prodding and poking at her abdomen. She didn't blink and grinned at me as he did it.
"Sarah you know the routine. Let's get into position." A few minutes later my wife was in what looked like the most uncomfortable position in the world; legs splayed and knees up almost to her chest. Again she acted like this was perfectly normal. What women go through!
"Okay now, I'm going to examine you just like a regular GYN exam." He proceeded to poke her abdomen and place his fingers in her vagina.
"Do you go through this every time?" I whispered in her ear.
"Every time," she whispered back. "And it doesn't feel all that great either. Just wait until the speculum! It's lot of fun."
The doctor then picked up a clear plastic device and inserted it. Sarah winced a little, and gave me a look that told me that this was the 'fun' part of the whole exam.
"Well Sarah, your cervix showed all the signs of pregnancy and combined with the urine pregnancy test and the changes in your uterus I'm glad to tell you that you're definitely pregnant. Congratulations Mom and Dad." Dr. Meadows said with a wide grin.
She smiled at me and I leaned down and gave her a kiss. She was helped out of the stirrups and was instructed to get dressed. The doctor joined us again a few minutes later.
"Sarah it looks like you're five weeks pregnant, from the dates you've given me, hormone levels in your urine etc. Your due date should be June 24th."
"I had morning sickness today. Is that a bit soon for five weeks?" She asked.
"No, morning sickness is a result of hormone changes in your body, it can occur as early as two weeks, but five to six is about normal. It should be gone by eight to ten weeks. Now if it continues longer than that or you are having nausea and vomiting to the point you can't keep anything down I'll recommend some medication. But I'd rather not have you taking anything but your prenatal vitamins if possible."
"Only five more weeks of this, wonderful." She complained.
"Don't worry. It shouldn't be all that bad. I want to see you next month. As your pregnancy progresses I'll see you more often. Next visit we'll do an ultrasound and get a picture of Baby Webb." Dr. Meadows gave us some pamphlets and her prescription. His reassuring manner soothed over any worries that Sarah and I had. Seeing her sick this morning was a bit upsetting for me. It seems this pregnancy was going to be full of surprises and fun happenings.
We left the office and went to have her vitamin prescription filled then returned to the hotel. When we walked into the lobby, we saw Morgan and AJ at the desk checking out.
"Hello Mrs. Webb and you too Clay." Morgan said in her usual irreverent manner.
Sarah and Morgan hugged and I shook AJ's hand.
"Where have you two been?" Morgan asked.
"We just saw my doctor. The pregnancy is confirmed, and my due date is June 24th!" Sarah proudly exclaimed.
"Congratulations Clay, Mac." AJ said patting me on my back; the then gave Sarah a hug.
"Thank you AJ. We couldn't be happier. The doctor said she is doing very well and that the honeymoon can go on as planned so we'll see the two of you in a couple of weeks. Lynne can contact us but she has strict orders to do so only under extreme circumstances." I gave AJ a glare that said I meant it. While we wouldn't be exactly alone on our honeymoon, we would be away from well-meaning friends and family. Sarah's POV
1500 Hours Local Regan National Airport Washington, D.C.
"Spook, if you don't tell me where we are going, you will be sleeping alone tonight!" I said as the limousine pulled up to a Lear jet.
"I'll tell you once we are on board, now let the nice driver help you out of the car." He replied with his usual sarcasm and smirk firmly in place. He then kissed me on the tip of my nose and swatted my rear as I rose to get out of the car. I gave him a glare and took the drivers hand and gracefully exited the limo. Clay joined me and we entered the jet.
"A private jet to get us there, how ostentatious Mr. Webb."
"Just efficient Mrs. Webb. I didn't know exactly when we would be leaving today, so I arranged it so we could leave on our schedule. Now sit down and buckle up. I'm going to talk with the captain a moment." He gave me a kiss and walked to the front of the cabin.
When we returned to the hotel room, I found several bags packed and ready for us. Clay said that they contained appropriate clothing for our destination, and no, he wasn't telling me where we were going. It was driving me crazy and he was enjoying my constant questioning all too much. The guessing had become a game for us and he had resorted too many a session of lovemaking to distract me. Little did he know that his distractions were my goal.
He walked back and buckled up. He took my hand and held it through a very smooth take off. I don't think I crushed his hand too badly. I really was getting better at flying, especially with him beside me. When I looked at him and opened my mouth to ask he placed in a finger on my lips to quiet me.
"As to our destination, we are going to the Caymans. I've charted a 'barefoot sailboat' to take us around the islands. It's manned by a Captain Davy Jones and his wife, Sally." I laughed at the captain's name and Clay grinned back at me.
"Yes that's his real name. He said his parents were fans of the Monkey's lead singer in their youth. He does the sailing and his wife is mate and cook. We will be helping him sail and crew the boat. I had planned on showing you how to dive but I checked out diving and pregnancy on the net. There is no definitive data precluding diving during pregnancy, so we'll just do some shallow dives this trip just in case. In the future we can come back and I can show you some of the deeper dive sites."
I was delighted in Clay's choice of honeymoons. I loved to sail and two weeks alone with him sailing under the stars and warm tropical winds was going to be so very romantic.
After a very smooth flight and landing we were met by Captain Jones and driven to the dock where the sailboat was waiting. The boat was a beautiful 50' Island Packet named 'MoonDancer' and it was our home for the next two weeks. I turned to Clay before boarding and gave him a hug.
"Thank you sweetheart. You kept a wonderful surprise and because it is so perfect there I won't punish you.....too much!" He laughed at me and swung me up in his arms and carried me onto the boat.
"It's not a threshold, but close enough to keep up the tradition." He said as he set me down.
"Welcome aboard Mr. And Mrs. Webb, I'm Sally Jones. While Davey gets your luggage on board I'll show you around the boat. I was surprised how luxurious the appointments were, especially for a sailboat. Our cabin had a queen size bed and our bath had a large shower stall. There was a small sitting area and kitchen, and another cabin forward for the Jones. There was a communications array that I think NSA would be proud of. I think I attracted techo geeks; Clay was constantly changing and upgrading his computer system. All in all we were both impressed by our accommodations.
"Mr. Webb..." Davey started to speak when Clay interrupted him.
"Davey for the rest of this cruise we are Clay and Sarah please."
"All right, Clay, Sarah. If you want to change into some appropriate clothing then come topside I'll begin your sailing lessons. Clay I know you have extensive experience, so I'll rely on you to help Sarah. Sarah I promise you'll learn to handle the boat like an expert in a short time." He grinned at that and went above decks.
I laughed and turned to Clay. "Let's go change; I want to see what you packed." He smile was very evil, and I shook my head and we went to our cabin.
I discovered several bikinis, all very brief and revealing, with matching pareus. There were several pairs of shorts and tees, and the emerald green cocktail dress he bought while we were on Sulawesi. I checked what he had packed for himself and noticed that there were among several pair of shorts for him were Speedos instead of swim trunks. Well, well, well, my husband reveals another part of his interesting personality.
"Speedos Clay?" He looked up from his unpacking and nodded.
"I've spent a great deal of time in Europe, and you don't see swim trunks there at all. I'm used to them. Besides, I know they'll drive you crazy." We stripped down, and after a brief round of kissing and mutual fondling we donned our swim wear. Granted Clay had to 'cool' down a bit before we joined Davey and Sally on deck to begin our honeymoon cruise and the rest of our life together.
Present Day
Webb Residence McLean, Virginia Spring, 2006
What a journey we have had these last three years. After very romantic honeymoon we returned to DC to await the birth of our child. Clay and Vic finally caught their 'Apex' man and both had left the company as soon as he revealed the entire South American operation of al Queda. Bud, Ramon, and Jim also left their positions and SRU Investigations was launched.
Clay now only left town when absolutely necessary. SRU Investigations was an extremely successful venture. Offices were now open in Los Angeles manned by Jim and Ramon. Vic and Lynne ran the operations in Miami, and Bud and Clay were stationed in DC. Harriet left the Navy to head up the corporate offices and become overall general manager. As of last count SRU had almost a hundred operatives, many of which were former CIA, NSA, NCIS, and Naval Intelligence veterans. Private industry used the bulk of SRU services but many were employed by the government. I knew that the few times my husband left town that he was 'freelancing' for Uncle Sam. I continued to work up till the day CJ was born and returned to work eight weeks later leaving CJ and Grandma Porter together. Why hire a nanny when Grandma insisted on making herself available. After the birth of Caitlin, Sturgis had reluctantly agreed to let me go active reserve and work part time. Doing that didn't do anything from my chances at promotion but my husband and children were more important. I was now a roving trouble shooter for the JAG. While I traveled often, I worked much less. I don't know if I'll ever return to active duty because this arrangement was working out so well.
After daydreaming so long I looked up to see Caitlin begin to squirm on her Daddy's chest. Clay woke immediately to sooth her, but I could tell food was on that little lady's mind. He noticed me sitting here a few seconds later.
"Welcome back Princess." He said with his most devastating smile.
"It's good to be back. You look particularly good tonight spook. I don't know if it's because I've haven't seen you in a week or the fact that you're surrounded by babies." I returned his smile.
"It's got to be the babies, they're superior 'chick magnets' I'm told."
"And I better be the only chick you use them with!" I said as I stood and retrieved my daughter before she could really begin her 'I'm hungry' scream. I gave him a kiss that promised more to come later as Caitlin began rooting for dinner. I had been pumping my breasts while I was away so I quickly unbuttoned my blouse to give her access. I sat in the rocker and fed the always starving infant.
"She's missed that, she has been fighting the bottle all week. CJ tried to share his cookie with her yesterday. I walked into the nursery and they were both covered in Oreo goo. He was so proud of himself for feeding her. I couldn't fuss too much." He laughed and the movement woke CJ.
"Mamie you home!" He said as he ran to me climbing up on rocker into my lap. He carefully didn't dislodge his sister as he snuggled close. Clay rose from the couch and gave me a kiss that matched the one I had given him previously.
"I missed you beautiful. A week away is too much. The baby princess is already a handful, just like her mother." He said with a cheeky grin.
"No more so than her father and brother, I'm sure you can handle her." I told him as he leaned in for another kiss. CJ's giggles and Caitlin's displeasure at being removed from her food source forced our lips apart.
"Come here my man; let's go cook Mamie some dinner." Clay said as he scooped CJ up and onto his shoulders. I moved Caitlin to my other breast and she contentedly began nursing again. I smoothed the fine hair that matched her father's and marveled again at my fortune.
My life has been such an incredible journey. I'd gone from a teenage alcoholic, to a Marine lawyer, and now a loved wife and mother. I knew that as long as Clay was at my side this journey called life would always lead back home to a life that of love with a bit of adventure thrown in for spice. I wouldn't have it any other way.
Fin
For now.
Category: Romance
Pairing: Clay/Sarah
Rating: R
Disclaimer: As If
Spoilers: Up through 'Need to Know'
Summary: Clay and Sarah come together during an investigation
A/N: Sorry for the long delay in updating. I though I had uploaded the last chapter.
Sarah's POV
The Willard Hotel Washington, D.C.
"You are so beautiful."
"Am I supposed to say that you are handsome?" I asked my husband of only a few hours.
"Only if you want to continue talking, I had rather thought that you had something other than words on your mind." He returned smiling down at me.
"Enough already; kiss me, or something!" I fired back.
"I think I'll go for the kiss and the something." We were both laughing at the absurdity of the conversation, but then Clay got serious and began spreading kisses down my neck to my breasts. My back arched off the bed when he sucked a nipple into his mouth and began swirling his tongue around the turgid tip making me groan with the sensation. He then moved down my abdomen and suddenly stopped. I looked at him and he was staring closely at the place where our child was nestled. He slowly moved a hand to cover our child and a look of wonder crossed his face.
I placed a hand on his cheek and he turned and kissed my palm then kissed my tummy again.
"This may seem a little bit late to ask, but continuing isn't forbidden or anything? I don't have any experience with 'pegnant' wives." He asked facetiously.
"I have it on the best authority that this is very OK."
"Whose?"
"Who is the only mother that I know well enough to ask, you fool?"
"Harriet? Too much info, I don't even want to go there." He didn't. The kisses and touches he had been giving me were only a prelude to what came next.
"Clay please, I want you with me, in me." I gasped.
"Anything for you." He knelt between my legs and ran his hands from my knees to my side and lowered himself into my waiting arms. I moved my legs up around his waist to hold him closer. Clay moved slowly at first, or at least until I pinched him.
"Hey! Stop that."
"I will if you would pick up the pace a little." I replied. He gave me an evil smirk then flipped us over.
"If you don't like my pace, set your own, I don't mind." He lay back and placed his hands on my waist. "Are you going to move?" he asked as I sat there reveling in my new position.
"Hold on, the ride could get a bit bumpy." I began moving up and down in a slow, measured pace and moved my hands to his nipples and tweaked them in time to my movements. I couldn't help but increase the speed and strength of my movements; my body was taking over from my head and insisted that I move faster and harder. Clay matched me move for move and in a few minutes we were both shouting our completion. I collapsed in a heap on his chest and he caressed my back as our breathing gradually returned to normal.
"That was good, very good." I whispered into his neck.
"Hold on, that was only the start. We have many years of that to come."
"I hope so. Now where are we going on our honeymoon?" I wheedled.
"Well, I think where we are going is going to have to wait, don't you? Do you want to make an appointment with your doctor?"
"Clay it's early Saturday morning, I won't be able to get an appointment until Monday. What about the honeymoon?" I propped my head up on my fists and questioned him.
"Our honeymoon departure time is totally our own. We don't have a schedule to keep. And I think we can talk your doctor into a Saturday appointment."
"You obviously are very misinformed. Doctors do not make special appointments, especially OB appointments on a weekend."
"What is your doctor's name?" He asked nonchalantly.
"Meadows, Cmdr. Alec Meadows, at Bethesda. What are you planning?" I asked as he gently moved me from his chest and picked up the phone.
"Room 1012 please." He gave me a smile when it I realized what he was doing.
"Vic, put Lynne on the phone please." I could hear Vic yell at Clay without having my ear to the receiver.
"Now, now Vic, you shouldn't talk like that. Just put Lynne on." I moved closer to hear Lynne's side of the conversation.
"Webb, you are on your honeymoon and I'm off duty. What in the hell do you want at this hour?"
"I need you to roust Sarah's OB and make us an appointment in the morning. She needs to be seen before we leave." He sounded so reasonable with his unreasonable request.
"Clay. You owe me big time for this. We were otherwise engaged if you get my drift."
"Name it. I know this is above and beyond, but you are really good at this sort of thing."
"I want the lease on the townhouse in my name for an indeterminate length of time for an extremely low rate." "Yours. Have the real estate agent draw up the papers and we'll sign them when we get back." Well that solves the empty townhouse issue. Clay kept it after we moved but hadn't decided what to do with it.
"What is the doctor's name?" Clay gave her the details and she told she would call him back in a few minutes.
"I can't believe you just did that." He kissed me on the nose and patted me on my butt.
"Don't worry, she'll make my life a living hell for this, but you're well worth it everything she will do to me in retaliation."
"How often do you two play this game?"
"Often enough that we don't keep score, just exact revenge."
"And you made DCI for South American Operations?"
"Only with the help of a few good friends and one persistent assistant." Clay and Lynne were a hopeless cause. My best course of action would to stay out of the line of fire with Vic. These two had been at it a long time, so why interfere with something that obviously worked.
The phone interrupted my reply. Clay nodded and said OK a few times then hung up.
"You have an appointment at 10:00 A.M. with Dr. Meadows and as soon as we get done there our honeymoon can begin."
"Remind me to have Lynne book my next hairdresser's appointment." I said as we snuggled together and drifted off to sleep.
Clay's POV
0830 Hours
"Thanks just roll it over by the window." I told the waiter as I signed the tab. I had woken up an hour earlier surprised that Sarah was still heavily asleep. She normally woke me every morning complaining that I was a slugabed.
I poured a cup of coffee and crawled back into bed beside her and began kissing her awake. She batted at my face a few times before opening one eye.
"Why exactly are you waking me up. It's too early."
"Its 8:30 and we have to eat and get dressed so we can make your appointment. Coffee?"
"Yes, but what's that smell? Ugh."
"It's your coffee. I ordered decaf because of the baby. Here have some." I handed her the cup, and as she began to take a sip, her face screwed up in disgust.
"This smells so bad. Don't tell me I won't be able to drink coffee for nine months." She wailed.
"The joys of motherhood?" I said trying to help her make the best of it. She gave me a glare and got out of bed and headed for the bathroom. Seconds later I heard the sound of her vomiting. I joined her and wet a cloth to wipe her face while she 'worshiped the porcelain god'.
"Done?" I asked her gently. She nodded and I helped her up.
"Tell me why I wanted to be pregnant with all its attending joys?"
"Well, at the end you get a prize that makes it all worth it." I said with a wide grin.
"Keep telling me that, I hate to throw up more than anything in this world! Remind me to ask Dr. Meadows how long this will continue."
"Will do. Now, why don't you jump in the shower and I'll get rid of the coffee."
When she was done, she ate a bowl of fresh fruit and toast with no problem. We dressed and drove to Bethesda for her appointment. There were several women and their spouses in the office so I didn't feel too out of place. We were called in after a few minutes. Dr. Meadows greeted us pleasantly and began asking Sarah questions. I was amazed what went on between a woman and her OB/GYN physician, it felt like I was entering a strange world with a language that I was going to have to learn.
"Mr. Webb do you have any questions?" Dr. Meadows asked.
"A million of them but I won't ask them all now. One thing we are going on our honeymoon this afternoon. We will be visiting some tropical areas. I'd like to know if Sarah should avoid anything in particular."
"So we're going tropical are we? Where are we going?" Damn she was persistent.
"Sarah you should avoid eating unwashed fruits and vegetables and undercooked meat. Also, drink bottled water if possible. That should do. Now I want to examine you. Denise will escort you to an examining room to get ready. If you want, your husband can be present."
"Clay do you want to be there?" She asked with a hopeful expression.
"Yes I'll be there, and I'll be with you on as many visits as possible." She grabbed my hand and squeezed it in appreciation and she gifted me with one of her beautiful smiles.
We were escorted to an examining room and Sarah was directed to pee in a cup and get into a gown. She provided her specimen and undressed and put on a strange gown with a hole in the abdomen. She hopped up on the examining table and sat there while I stared at the stirrups.
"What are you looking at Clay?"
"The stirrups. They look a bit out of position." I quipped and winked at her.
"You fool. Come here." She said as she moved her finger beckoning me. I stepped into her welcoming arms and we began kissing. We were getting a bit serious when there was a knock at the door. We managed to disengage just as Cmdr. Meadows and Denise entered.
I stood at Sarah's side as the doctor began his examination by prodding and poking at her abdomen. She didn't blink and grinned at me as he did it.
"Sarah you know the routine. Let's get into position." A few minutes later my wife was in what looked like the most uncomfortable position in the world; legs splayed and knees up almost to her chest. Again she acted like this was perfectly normal. What women go through!
"Okay now, I'm going to examine you just like a regular GYN exam." He proceeded to poke her abdomen and place his fingers in her vagina.
"Do you go through this every time?" I whispered in her ear.
"Every time," she whispered back. "And it doesn't feel all that great either. Just wait until the speculum! It's lot of fun."
The doctor then picked up a clear plastic device and inserted it. Sarah winced a little, and gave me a look that told me that this was the 'fun' part of the whole exam.
"Well Sarah, your cervix showed all the signs of pregnancy and combined with the urine pregnancy test and the changes in your uterus I'm glad to tell you that you're definitely pregnant. Congratulations Mom and Dad." Dr. Meadows said with a wide grin.
She smiled at me and I leaned down and gave her a kiss. She was helped out of the stirrups and was instructed to get dressed. The doctor joined us again a few minutes later.
"Sarah it looks like you're five weeks pregnant, from the dates you've given me, hormone levels in your urine etc. Your due date should be June 24th."
"I had morning sickness today. Is that a bit soon for five weeks?" She asked.
"No, morning sickness is a result of hormone changes in your body, it can occur as early as two weeks, but five to six is about normal. It should be gone by eight to ten weeks. Now if it continues longer than that or you are having nausea and vomiting to the point you can't keep anything down I'll recommend some medication. But I'd rather not have you taking anything but your prenatal vitamins if possible."
"Only five more weeks of this, wonderful." She complained.
"Don't worry. It shouldn't be all that bad. I want to see you next month. As your pregnancy progresses I'll see you more often. Next visit we'll do an ultrasound and get a picture of Baby Webb." Dr. Meadows gave us some pamphlets and her prescription. His reassuring manner soothed over any worries that Sarah and I had. Seeing her sick this morning was a bit upsetting for me. It seems this pregnancy was going to be full of surprises and fun happenings.
We left the office and went to have her vitamin prescription filled then returned to the hotel. When we walked into the lobby, we saw Morgan and AJ at the desk checking out.
"Hello Mrs. Webb and you too Clay." Morgan said in her usual irreverent manner.
Sarah and Morgan hugged and I shook AJ's hand.
"Where have you two been?" Morgan asked.
"We just saw my doctor. The pregnancy is confirmed, and my due date is June 24th!" Sarah proudly exclaimed.
"Congratulations Clay, Mac." AJ said patting me on my back; the then gave Sarah a hug.
"Thank you AJ. We couldn't be happier. The doctor said she is doing very well and that the honeymoon can go on as planned so we'll see the two of you in a couple of weeks. Lynne can contact us but she has strict orders to do so only under extreme circumstances." I gave AJ a glare that said I meant it. While we wouldn't be exactly alone on our honeymoon, we would be away from well-meaning friends and family. Sarah's POV
1500 Hours Local Regan National Airport Washington, D.C.
"Spook, if you don't tell me where we are going, you will be sleeping alone tonight!" I said as the limousine pulled up to a Lear jet.
"I'll tell you once we are on board, now let the nice driver help you out of the car." He replied with his usual sarcasm and smirk firmly in place. He then kissed me on the tip of my nose and swatted my rear as I rose to get out of the car. I gave him a glare and took the drivers hand and gracefully exited the limo. Clay joined me and we entered the jet.
"A private jet to get us there, how ostentatious Mr. Webb."
"Just efficient Mrs. Webb. I didn't know exactly when we would be leaving today, so I arranged it so we could leave on our schedule. Now sit down and buckle up. I'm going to talk with the captain a moment." He gave me a kiss and walked to the front of the cabin.
When we returned to the hotel room, I found several bags packed and ready for us. Clay said that they contained appropriate clothing for our destination, and no, he wasn't telling me where we were going. It was driving me crazy and he was enjoying my constant questioning all too much. The guessing had become a game for us and he had resorted too many a session of lovemaking to distract me. Little did he know that his distractions were my goal.
He walked back and buckled up. He took my hand and held it through a very smooth take off. I don't think I crushed his hand too badly. I really was getting better at flying, especially with him beside me. When I looked at him and opened my mouth to ask he placed in a finger on my lips to quiet me.
"As to our destination, we are going to the Caymans. I've charted a 'barefoot sailboat' to take us around the islands. It's manned by a Captain Davy Jones and his wife, Sally." I laughed at the captain's name and Clay grinned back at me.
"Yes that's his real name. He said his parents were fans of the Monkey's lead singer in their youth. He does the sailing and his wife is mate and cook. We will be helping him sail and crew the boat. I had planned on showing you how to dive but I checked out diving and pregnancy on the net. There is no definitive data precluding diving during pregnancy, so we'll just do some shallow dives this trip just in case. In the future we can come back and I can show you some of the deeper dive sites."
I was delighted in Clay's choice of honeymoons. I loved to sail and two weeks alone with him sailing under the stars and warm tropical winds was going to be so very romantic.
After a very smooth flight and landing we were met by Captain Jones and driven to the dock where the sailboat was waiting. The boat was a beautiful 50' Island Packet named 'MoonDancer' and it was our home for the next two weeks. I turned to Clay before boarding and gave him a hug.
"Thank you sweetheart. You kept a wonderful surprise and because it is so perfect there I won't punish you.....too much!" He laughed at me and swung me up in his arms and carried me onto the boat.
"It's not a threshold, but close enough to keep up the tradition." He said as he set me down.
"Welcome aboard Mr. And Mrs. Webb, I'm Sally Jones. While Davey gets your luggage on board I'll show you around the boat. I was surprised how luxurious the appointments were, especially for a sailboat. Our cabin had a queen size bed and our bath had a large shower stall. There was a small sitting area and kitchen, and another cabin forward for the Jones. There was a communications array that I think NSA would be proud of. I think I attracted techo geeks; Clay was constantly changing and upgrading his computer system. All in all we were both impressed by our accommodations.
"Mr. Webb..." Davey started to speak when Clay interrupted him.
"Davey for the rest of this cruise we are Clay and Sarah please."
"All right, Clay, Sarah. If you want to change into some appropriate clothing then come topside I'll begin your sailing lessons. Clay I know you have extensive experience, so I'll rely on you to help Sarah. Sarah I promise you'll learn to handle the boat like an expert in a short time." He grinned at that and went above decks.
I laughed and turned to Clay. "Let's go change; I want to see what you packed." He smile was very evil, and I shook my head and we went to our cabin.
I discovered several bikinis, all very brief and revealing, with matching pareus. There were several pairs of shorts and tees, and the emerald green cocktail dress he bought while we were on Sulawesi. I checked what he had packed for himself and noticed that there were among several pair of shorts for him were Speedos instead of swim trunks. Well, well, well, my husband reveals another part of his interesting personality.
"Speedos Clay?" He looked up from his unpacking and nodded.
"I've spent a great deal of time in Europe, and you don't see swim trunks there at all. I'm used to them. Besides, I know they'll drive you crazy." We stripped down, and after a brief round of kissing and mutual fondling we donned our swim wear. Granted Clay had to 'cool' down a bit before we joined Davey and Sally on deck to begin our honeymoon cruise and the rest of our life together.
Present Day
Webb Residence McLean, Virginia Spring, 2006
What a journey we have had these last three years. After very romantic honeymoon we returned to DC to await the birth of our child. Clay and Vic finally caught their 'Apex' man and both had left the company as soon as he revealed the entire South American operation of al Queda. Bud, Ramon, and Jim also left their positions and SRU Investigations was launched.
Clay now only left town when absolutely necessary. SRU Investigations was an extremely successful venture. Offices were now open in Los Angeles manned by Jim and Ramon. Vic and Lynne ran the operations in Miami, and Bud and Clay were stationed in DC. Harriet left the Navy to head up the corporate offices and become overall general manager. As of last count SRU had almost a hundred operatives, many of which were former CIA, NSA, NCIS, and Naval Intelligence veterans. Private industry used the bulk of SRU services but many were employed by the government. I knew that the few times my husband left town that he was 'freelancing' for Uncle Sam. I continued to work up till the day CJ was born and returned to work eight weeks later leaving CJ and Grandma Porter together. Why hire a nanny when Grandma insisted on making herself available. After the birth of Caitlin, Sturgis had reluctantly agreed to let me go active reserve and work part time. Doing that didn't do anything from my chances at promotion but my husband and children were more important. I was now a roving trouble shooter for the JAG. While I traveled often, I worked much less. I don't know if I'll ever return to active duty because this arrangement was working out so well.
After daydreaming so long I looked up to see Caitlin begin to squirm on her Daddy's chest. Clay woke immediately to sooth her, but I could tell food was on that little lady's mind. He noticed me sitting here a few seconds later.
"Welcome back Princess." He said with his most devastating smile.
"It's good to be back. You look particularly good tonight spook. I don't know if it's because I've haven't seen you in a week or the fact that you're surrounded by babies." I returned his smile.
"It's got to be the babies, they're superior 'chick magnets' I'm told."
"And I better be the only chick you use them with!" I said as I stood and retrieved my daughter before she could really begin her 'I'm hungry' scream. I gave him a kiss that promised more to come later as Caitlin began rooting for dinner. I had been pumping my breasts while I was away so I quickly unbuttoned my blouse to give her access. I sat in the rocker and fed the always starving infant.
"She's missed that, she has been fighting the bottle all week. CJ tried to share his cookie with her yesterday. I walked into the nursery and they were both covered in Oreo goo. He was so proud of himself for feeding her. I couldn't fuss too much." He laughed and the movement woke CJ.
"Mamie you home!" He said as he ran to me climbing up on rocker into my lap. He carefully didn't dislodge his sister as he snuggled close. Clay rose from the couch and gave me a kiss that matched the one I had given him previously.
"I missed you beautiful. A week away is too much. The baby princess is already a handful, just like her mother." He said with a cheeky grin.
"No more so than her father and brother, I'm sure you can handle her." I told him as he leaned in for another kiss. CJ's giggles and Caitlin's displeasure at being removed from her food source forced our lips apart.
"Come here my man; let's go cook Mamie some dinner." Clay said as he scooped CJ up and onto his shoulders. I moved Caitlin to my other breast and she contentedly began nursing again. I smoothed the fine hair that matched her father's and marveled again at my fortune.
My life has been such an incredible journey. I'd gone from a teenage alcoholic, to a Marine lawyer, and now a loved wife and mother. I knew that as long as Clay was at my side this journey called life would always lead back home to a life that of love with a bit of adventure thrown in for spice. I wouldn't have it any other way.
Fin
For now.