A/N: Thank you to itsnotrightbutitsokay and J for reviewing the last
chappy! I am so relieved you guys liked it!
A/N #2: This chapter's not that good, but don't be too hard in your reviews please!
Disclaimer: I don't own Will and Grace or its characters.
Chapter Fifteen
Dublin
At the end of their week in London, Jack and Karen took a train to the Welsh coast where they stayed for one day before moving on to Ireland.
"You know what Kare?" Jack asked, looking out of the window of the room they were in.
"What poodle?" Karen asked absentmindedly as she lay out her clothes for the next day.
"Kat said this country was enchanting, but I think she was pulling my leg," Jack said, turning from the window to his wife.
"I'm sure it's pretty in its own way," Karen said, walking over to Jack.
"Yeah, it must have a ton of great bookstores if Kat likes it," Jack said, putting his arms around Karen's waist. He rested his forehead against hers for a moment before pulling back and saying, "Let's get out of this room, it's too depressing."
"I'll go get my purse," Karen said, smiling and then leaving Jack's embrace.
~~~
The next morning, Jack woke up before Karen and got out of the bed as quietly as he could so he wouldn't wake her up. He wrapped a towel around his waist, and yawning, walked into the bathroom to take a shower.
Karen rolled over in bed, and was surprised to feel the other side empty. Smoothing back her hair, she sat up in bed and saw that Jack was in the bathroom, shaving.
"Morning Kare," Jack said, having heard the rustling of the bed sheets.
"Good Morning poodle," Karen said with a wide yawn. She tugged on the sheets a few times before they came loose from the edge of the bed. Then she wrapped the sheets tightly around herself and walked over to the bathroom.
Jack, who was putting some aftershave on his face, glanced at the sheets and grinned. "You're such a slut Kare, you know that?" he said teasingly.
"I know, and that's why you love me honey," Karen said, throwing her arms around his neck and kissing him.
"As much as I would love to continue this," Jack said, as Karen kissed his cheeks and mouth. "We better stop or we'll miss the ferry."
Placing one more kiss on his mouth, Karen sighed and said, "You're no fun Jackie. But yes, I guess you're right."
As she turned and left the bathroom, Jack reached out and slapped her behind.
"Ooo, you'll pay for that," Karen said, turning to him and narrowing her eyes. "Just wait for tonight."
"I can't wait," Jack said, winking at her. "Go get dressed and then we'll have breakfast before we leave."
~~~
Later that afternoon, Karen and Jack arrived at their hotel in Dublin. Jack was the first to go inside their suite, and he immediately jumped onto the bed, lying on his stomach.
"Ugh, stupid boat," Jack moaned, burying his head into the cool pillow.
"Just set the bags over there," Karen murmured to the bellboy. When she had tipped him and he left, she went to the bathroom and soaked a washcloth with water. She came out and walked over to the bed, where Jack was laying on his back now, his eyes closed.
Jack was startled for a minute when he felt something cool and wet on his forehead. He opened his eyes and smiled at Karen as she ran the washcloth over his face. "Thanks Kare," he whispered. "Sorry about getting sick."
"It's not your fault poodle," Karen said, almost cooing, as she wiped his face. "I felt a little sick too." She got up on the bed, settling against the headboard and had Jack lay his head in her lap.
Jack sighed as Karen stroked his hair and brushed her fingers lightly over his cheeks. He grabbed her hand and kissed the palm. "Thanks Karebear," he said. "I feel better already."
"Good," Karen said, brushing strands of hair back and forth across his forehead. "So now that you're okay, what do you want to do now?"
"Hmm," Jack said, sitting up slowly and turning to Karen. "Is it too early for me to be punished?"
"Punished? What-" Karen said confused until she remembered their conversation earlier that day. "Jackie, I think that even if you were sick with the flu you would still be asking me for sex."
"How can you blame me Kare," Jack said. "I mean, look at this fantastic body you've got on you. Is it any wonder I can't resist it?" With that, he leaned forward and buried his face into her cleavage.
"Alright poodle," Karen said, pushing Jack's head off her bosom after a few moments. "We'll get around to your punishment later tonight, but right now, we should go out for dinner or something."
~~~
They walked down O'Connell Street after having eaten dinner, looking at all the shops that they wanted to visit later.
"This place is so pretty!" Karen said as they approached the bridge that crossed the river. "Look all the stores and pubs!"
"Isn't it a little cold though?" Jack asked as he almost slipped in the snow that was on the sidewalk.
"I thought you liked snow poodle?" Karen asked as they crossed the street to their hotel. She knelt down and picked up a handful of snow and then put it down the back of his jacket.
"Argh! Karen that's freezing!" Jack yelled, trying to reach around and take the snow out of his jacket and shirt. When the ice had melted, he turned to Karen and then jumped at her, knocking her to the snow. "See how you like the cold snow Kare," he said, putting snow down her blouse.
Laughing and screaming slightly from the snow, Karen pushed Jack over and then they started tumbling around in the snow.
When they stopped, Jack looked down at Karen and smiled. "Let's go inside Kare," he said. "I'm getting cold."
"Me too," Karen said, kissing him lightly. She allowed Jack to help her up and then they walked into the hotel, hand in hand.
Later that night, Karen had changed into her nightgown and slipped under the covers while Jack took a shower. She smiled as he came out of the bathroom and over to the bed.
"Hey," Jack said, whining slightly. "I thought you were going to punish me."
"Hmm. Well I am very tired tonight," Karen said, turning away from him.
"Aw, Kare," Jack whined, getting into the bed next to her. "You're just kidding, right?"
Karen turned over and kissed Jack deeply. When she pulled away from him, she said, "Boy are you in for it tonight Jack." She immediately sat up and straddled his lap.
Jack reached up to grab Karen's waist when she lashed out and held his arms against the mattress by his wrists. "Kare?" he asked, a little taken aback by the look in her eyes.
"Your punishment," Karen said simply, leaning forward. Before he could say something she pressed her mouth to his, putting her tongue in his mouth. After she pulled away from him, she wriggled in his lap and smiled devilishly at Jack's moaning.
"Oh Kare, you're so evil," Jack groaned out as she unbuttoned his pajama top. He reached out to her again when she held his arms down.
"No Jackie," Karen said. "No touching."
"But-" he started to say before being cutoff by Karen kissing him again.
"If you touch me before I tell you to, you're sleeping on the couch out there tonight," Karen said, slowing taking her hands off Jack's arms. When he didn't move, she smiled in triumph and then continued to unbutton his shirt. After it was open, she raked her nails over Jack's chest, and then she ran her hands over his torso.
Jack looked up at Karen and watched as she slid down so she was lying on top of him. "Kare," he whispered.
"Hmm?" Karen asked, kissing his chest.
"Can I touch you now?" Jack asked, his voice shaking with desire.
Karen glanced up at Jack and saw that he was looking at her with hungry eyes. "Yess, Jack, yes," she said, smiling.
Not wasting any time, Jack quickly grabbed the hem of her nightgown and pulled it up over her head, tossing it to the side. "Oh Kare," he whispered again, turning her over onto the bed. "I love you," he said. He took off his pajama bottoms and then his boxers and started to make love to Karen.
~~~
Until the twentieth of December, Jack and Karen stayed inside the city of Dublin. They did all of their Christmas shopping in one day for everyone back in New York. And at the end of the shopping day, Jack and Karen separated for a half an hour and they bought each other's gifts.
On the twentieth, Jack and Karen were roused from sleep by the phone in their room ringing.
"Hello?" Jack said wearily, picking up the telephone.
"I'm sorry to have awoken you Mr. McFarland," a familiar voice said at the other end.
"Sara?" Jack asked in surprise.
"Hello Jack," Sara Riley said in a happy tone. "I'm calling because your sister in law wanted me to give you yours and Karen's wedding gifts while you were here in Ireland."
"What is it?" Jack asked, looking over at Karen who was looking at him in confusion.
"I can't tell you," Sara said. "Just make sure you've got all your clothing ready and packed and meet me in the lobby of your hotel at eleven."
"What, what are you-" Jack started to say when he heard the click of the phone being hung up. "Sara?" When he got no answer, he hung up the phone and turned to Karen.
"What did she want?" Karen asked in confusion.
"She said that she's going to give us our wedding present from Kat," Jack said, sitting up. "We have to be packed and in the lobby to meet Sara at eleven.
"What time is it now?" Karen asked, sitting up as well.
"Ten," Jack said, looking over at the clock.
"We need to get ready!" Karen said, throwing of the covers and get out of the bed. "Come on poodle."
~~~
At eleven o'clock, Jack and Karen were waiting in the lobby for Sara to arrive. A few minutes later, Karen spotted a sleek black Jaguar pulling up to the curb. When she saw Sara Riley step out, she tugged Jack's sleeve and pointed towards her.
"Hello you two!" Sara called out when she saw them in the lobby. She hugged them both quickly and said, "Come on out to the car, and we'll get going."
Once their suitcases were in the trunk and Jack and Karen were in the backseat, Sara started the car and drove out of the city. An hour later, Sara stopped in front of a large gate with a huge Celtic knot in the center.
There was a man standing on the other side of the gate, and he waved at the car when Sara honked the horn. He walked over to the gate and then opened it so Sara could drive through.
"Where are we?" Karen asked as the car drove down a dirt path that was edged by woods.
"An hour outside Dublin city," Sara answered.
"We know that!" Jack said impatiently. "What is this place?"
"Just a moment," Sara said, turning to the right.
After a few more minutes, the trees cleared and in front of the car was a large mansion.
"Welcome to Glaeve, the Riley summer home," Sara said, pulling up in front of the house.
~~~
"This place is so neat," Jack said as he and Karen said goodbye to Sara that night.
"Yes, Katherine thought you might enjoy it here for the rest of your stay," Sara said, smiling. "I hope that you will have fun Karen, even though there aren't any shops."
"Well, at least the liquor here is good," Karen said, draining off the rest of her scotch.
Sara laughed and then looked at her watch. "Oh, I must be off," she said. "My flight leaves soon and I've an hour drive to the city."
"Thanks for bringing us here," Jack said, giving Sara a quick hug.
"You're welcome," Sara said. "I'll be seeing you both next summer at Eaodin, right?"
"Yep, we'll see you then," Karen said.
"Alright, bye until then," Sara said.
"Bye," Jack said as she left.
"Come on poodle, let's go to bed," Karen said, putting her glass on the table and grabbing Jack's sleeve.
As they walked up the stairs, Jack couldn't help but look around at the many paintings on the walls. When they got to the door of their room, he stopped Karen and said, "I forgot to do this when we were in Paris." He suddenly bent down and lifted her up into his arms after he opened the room door.
"Jack, you are such a hopeless romantic," Karen said, kissing his cheek.
Not saying anything, Jack walked through the room and then lay Karen down gently on the large four-poster canopy bed. He took off Karen's sling backs and then toed off his own shoes before climbing onto the bed and closing the curtains around them. "This is a really nice bed," Jack said, lying next to Karen.
"Are we just going to sleep tonight poodle?" Karen asked.
"No way Kare," Jack said. He turned over to her and pressed his lips down on hers roughly.
As Jack kissed her neck and then started to unbutton her blouse, Karen moaned, "Are you going to be naughty tonight Jackie?" She reached up and started to unbutton his shirt.
"What do you want Mrs. McFarland," Jack said, kissing the top of her breasts.
Karen paused for a moment and felt Jack stop kissing her.
"What's wrong Kare?" he asked, looking up at her.
"First time I've heard someone call me that," Karen said, looking at Jack. "It sounds great."
Jack smiled and kissed her firmly before returning to her breasts.
Karen sighed in contentment as Jack finished undressing her. She then reached out and quickly pulled off his clothes.
Kissing Karen hard, Jack started to make love to her.
Towards the end, Karen dug her fingers into Jack's back and then screamed his name as she crashed over the edge.
At the same time, Jack bit Karen's shoulder roughly before yelling her name hoarsely.
While they were wrapped up together in the bed sheets a while later, Karen kissed Jack's cheek and said, "I think we're going to have a lot of fun while we're here."
Jack smiled and kissed Karen's forehead. "I think so too Kare," he said.
With that, they snuggled together closer and fell asleep quickly.
~~~
The last four days at Glaeve, Jack and Karen spent riding the Riley horses around the estate. On their last day in Ireland, they rode outside the grounds to the large hill behind the house.
"God this is so beautiful," Jack said as he and Karen reached the top of a hill. "We need to try and come back here."
"I know," Karen said, patting her horse's neck. "But we should come in the winter."
"That way we don't see Sir Riley?" Jack asked, smiling.
"Exactly," Karen said, grinning back at him.
Sighing, Jack pulled his scarf more tightly around his neck while he looked around at the view of the rolling hills frosted with snow in front of them.
"Thinking about your dad?" Karen asked, placing her mittened hand on his arm.
"Yeah, but I'm not sad about him," Jack said. "I'm just sad I never really paid much attention to who I was."
"It's alright poodle," Karen said, patting his arm. "Not too many people really embrace their cultures, so you're lucky."
"That's true," Jack said, nodding. "Well, we better get going back to the manor."
"Come on Jackie," Karen said. "Let's go have some fun before we go home."
"Race you to the house," Jack said, turning his horse around and setting off at a gallop.
"No fair Jack," Karen cried, kicking her horse lightly.
The two rode down the hill and back to Glaeve, not really racing each other, but allowing the galloping to take their minds off of their return to the real world the next day.
A/N #2: This chapter's not that good, but don't be too hard in your reviews please!
Disclaimer: I don't own Will and Grace or its characters.
Chapter Fifteen
Dublin
At the end of their week in London, Jack and Karen took a train to the Welsh coast where they stayed for one day before moving on to Ireland.
"You know what Kare?" Jack asked, looking out of the window of the room they were in.
"What poodle?" Karen asked absentmindedly as she lay out her clothes for the next day.
"Kat said this country was enchanting, but I think she was pulling my leg," Jack said, turning from the window to his wife.
"I'm sure it's pretty in its own way," Karen said, walking over to Jack.
"Yeah, it must have a ton of great bookstores if Kat likes it," Jack said, putting his arms around Karen's waist. He rested his forehead against hers for a moment before pulling back and saying, "Let's get out of this room, it's too depressing."
"I'll go get my purse," Karen said, smiling and then leaving Jack's embrace.
~~~
The next morning, Jack woke up before Karen and got out of the bed as quietly as he could so he wouldn't wake her up. He wrapped a towel around his waist, and yawning, walked into the bathroom to take a shower.
Karen rolled over in bed, and was surprised to feel the other side empty. Smoothing back her hair, she sat up in bed and saw that Jack was in the bathroom, shaving.
"Morning Kare," Jack said, having heard the rustling of the bed sheets.
"Good Morning poodle," Karen said with a wide yawn. She tugged on the sheets a few times before they came loose from the edge of the bed. Then she wrapped the sheets tightly around herself and walked over to the bathroom.
Jack, who was putting some aftershave on his face, glanced at the sheets and grinned. "You're such a slut Kare, you know that?" he said teasingly.
"I know, and that's why you love me honey," Karen said, throwing her arms around his neck and kissing him.
"As much as I would love to continue this," Jack said, as Karen kissed his cheeks and mouth. "We better stop or we'll miss the ferry."
Placing one more kiss on his mouth, Karen sighed and said, "You're no fun Jackie. But yes, I guess you're right."
As she turned and left the bathroom, Jack reached out and slapped her behind.
"Ooo, you'll pay for that," Karen said, turning to him and narrowing her eyes. "Just wait for tonight."
"I can't wait," Jack said, winking at her. "Go get dressed and then we'll have breakfast before we leave."
~~~
Later that afternoon, Karen and Jack arrived at their hotel in Dublin. Jack was the first to go inside their suite, and he immediately jumped onto the bed, lying on his stomach.
"Ugh, stupid boat," Jack moaned, burying his head into the cool pillow.
"Just set the bags over there," Karen murmured to the bellboy. When she had tipped him and he left, she went to the bathroom and soaked a washcloth with water. She came out and walked over to the bed, where Jack was laying on his back now, his eyes closed.
Jack was startled for a minute when he felt something cool and wet on his forehead. He opened his eyes and smiled at Karen as she ran the washcloth over his face. "Thanks Kare," he whispered. "Sorry about getting sick."
"It's not your fault poodle," Karen said, almost cooing, as she wiped his face. "I felt a little sick too." She got up on the bed, settling against the headboard and had Jack lay his head in her lap.
Jack sighed as Karen stroked his hair and brushed her fingers lightly over his cheeks. He grabbed her hand and kissed the palm. "Thanks Karebear," he said. "I feel better already."
"Good," Karen said, brushing strands of hair back and forth across his forehead. "So now that you're okay, what do you want to do now?"
"Hmm," Jack said, sitting up slowly and turning to Karen. "Is it too early for me to be punished?"
"Punished? What-" Karen said confused until she remembered their conversation earlier that day. "Jackie, I think that even if you were sick with the flu you would still be asking me for sex."
"How can you blame me Kare," Jack said. "I mean, look at this fantastic body you've got on you. Is it any wonder I can't resist it?" With that, he leaned forward and buried his face into her cleavage.
"Alright poodle," Karen said, pushing Jack's head off her bosom after a few moments. "We'll get around to your punishment later tonight, but right now, we should go out for dinner or something."
~~~
They walked down O'Connell Street after having eaten dinner, looking at all the shops that they wanted to visit later.
"This place is so pretty!" Karen said as they approached the bridge that crossed the river. "Look all the stores and pubs!"
"Isn't it a little cold though?" Jack asked as he almost slipped in the snow that was on the sidewalk.
"I thought you liked snow poodle?" Karen asked as they crossed the street to their hotel. She knelt down and picked up a handful of snow and then put it down the back of his jacket.
"Argh! Karen that's freezing!" Jack yelled, trying to reach around and take the snow out of his jacket and shirt. When the ice had melted, he turned to Karen and then jumped at her, knocking her to the snow. "See how you like the cold snow Kare," he said, putting snow down her blouse.
Laughing and screaming slightly from the snow, Karen pushed Jack over and then they started tumbling around in the snow.
When they stopped, Jack looked down at Karen and smiled. "Let's go inside Kare," he said. "I'm getting cold."
"Me too," Karen said, kissing him lightly. She allowed Jack to help her up and then they walked into the hotel, hand in hand.
Later that night, Karen had changed into her nightgown and slipped under the covers while Jack took a shower. She smiled as he came out of the bathroom and over to the bed.
"Hey," Jack said, whining slightly. "I thought you were going to punish me."
"Hmm. Well I am very tired tonight," Karen said, turning away from him.
"Aw, Kare," Jack whined, getting into the bed next to her. "You're just kidding, right?"
Karen turned over and kissed Jack deeply. When she pulled away from him, she said, "Boy are you in for it tonight Jack." She immediately sat up and straddled his lap.
Jack reached up to grab Karen's waist when she lashed out and held his arms against the mattress by his wrists. "Kare?" he asked, a little taken aback by the look in her eyes.
"Your punishment," Karen said simply, leaning forward. Before he could say something she pressed her mouth to his, putting her tongue in his mouth. After she pulled away from him, she wriggled in his lap and smiled devilishly at Jack's moaning.
"Oh Kare, you're so evil," Jack groaned out as she unbuttoned his pajama top. He reached out to her again when she held his arms down.
"No Jackie," Karen said. "No touching."
"But-" he started to say before being cutoff by Karen kissing him again.
"If you touch me before I tell you to, you're sleeping on the couch out there tonight," Karen said, slowing taking her hands off Jack's arms. When he didn't move, she smiled in triumph and then continued to unbutton his shirt. After it was open, she raked her nails over Jack's chest, and then she ran her hands over his torso.
Jack looked up at Karen and watched as she slid down so she was lying on top of him. "Kare," he whispered.
"Hmm?" Karen asked, kissing his chest.
"Can I touch you now?" Jack asked, his voice shaking with desire.
Karen glanced up at Jack and saw that he was looking at her with hungry eyes. "Yess, Jack, yes," she said, smiling.
Not wasting any time, Jack quickly grabbed the hem of her nightgown and pulled it up over her head, tossing it to the side. "Oh Kare," he whispered again, turning her over onto the bed. "I love you," he said. He took off his pajama bottoms and then his boxers and started to make love to Karen.
~~~
Until the twentieth of December, Jack and Karen stayed inside the city of Dublin. They did all of their Christmas shopping in one day for everyone back in New York. And at the end of the shopping day, Jack and Karen separated for a half an hour and they bought each other's gifts.
On the twentieth, Jack and Karen were roused from sleep by the phone in their room ringing.
"Hello?" Jack said wearily, picking up the telephone.
"I'm sorry to have awoken you Mr. McFarland," a familiar voice said at the other end.
"Sara?" Jack asked in surprise.
"Hello Jack," Sara Riley said in a happy tone. "I'm calling because your sister in law wanted me to give you yours and Karen's wedding gifts while you were here in Ireland."
"What is it?" Jack asked, looking over at Karen who was looking at him in confusion.
"I can't tell you," Sara said. "Just make sure you've got all your clothing ready and packed and meet me in the lobby of your hotel at eleven."
"What, what are you-" Jack started to say when he heard the click of the phone being hung up. "Sara?" When he got no answer, he hung up the phone and turned to Karen.
"What did she want?" Karen asked in confusion.
"She said that she's going to give us our wedding present from Kat," Jack said, sitting up. "We have to be packed and in the lobby to meet Sara at eleven.
"What time is it now?" Karen asked, sitting up as well.
"Ten," Jack said, looking over at the clock.
"We need to get ready!" Karen said, throwing of the covers and get out of the bed. "Come on poodle."
~~~
At eleven o'clock, Jack and Karen were waiting in the lobby for Sara to arrive. A few minutes later, Karen spotted a sleek black Jaguar pulling up to the curb. When she saw Sara Riley step out, she tugged Jack's sleeve and pointed towards her.
"Hello you two!" Sara called out when she saw them in the lobby. She hugged them both quickly and said, "Come on out to the car, and we'll get going."
Once their suitcases were in the trunk and Jack and Karen were in the backseat, Sara started the car and drove out of the city. An hour later, Sara stopped in front of a large gate with a huge Celtic knot in the center.
There was a man standing on the other side of the gate, and he waved at the car when Sara honked the horn. He walked over to the gate and then opened it so Sara could drive through.
"Where are we?" Karen asked as the car drove down a dirt path that was edged by woods.
"An hour outside Dublin city," Sara answered.
"We know that!" Jack said impatiently. "What is this place?"
"Just a moment," Sara said, turning to the right.
After a few more minutes, the trees cleared and in front of the car was a large mansion.
"Welcome to Glaeve, the Riley summer home," Sara said, pulling up in front of the house.
~~~
"This place is so neat," Jack said as he and Karen said goodbye to Sara that night.
"Yes, Katherine thought you might enjoy it here for the rest of your stay," Sara said, smiling. "I hope that you will have fun Karen, even though there aren't any shops."
"Well, at least the liquor here is good," Karen said, draining off the rest of her scotch.
Sara laughed and then looked at her watch. "Oh, I must be off," she said. "My flight leaves soon and I've an hour drive to the city."
"Thanks for bringing us here," Jack said, giving Sara a quick hug.
"You're welcome," Sara said. "I'll be seeing you both next summer at Eaodin, right?"
"Yep, we'll see you then," Karen said.
"Alright, bye until then," Sara said.
"Bye," Jack said as she left.
"Come on poodle, let's go to bed," Karen said, putting her glass on the table and grabbing Jack's sleeve.
As they walked up the stairs, Jack couldn't help but look around at the many paintings on the walls. When they got to the door of their room, he stopped Karen and said, "I forgot to do this when we were in Paris." He suddenly bent down and lifted her up into his arms after he opened the room door.
"Jack, you are such a hopeless romantic," Karen said, kissing his cheek.
Not saying anything, Jack walked through the room and then lay Karen down gently on the large four-poster canopy bed. He took off Karen's sling backs and then toed off his own shoes before climbing onto the bed and closing the curtains around them. "This is a really nice bed," Jack said, lying next to Karen.
"Are we just going to sleep tonight poodle?" Karen asked.
"No way Kare," Jack said. He turned over to her and pressed his lips down on hers roughly.
As Jack kissed her neck and then started to unbutton her blouse, Karen moaned, "Are you going to be naughty tonight Jackie?" She reached up and started to unbutton his shirt.
"What do you want Mrs. McFarland," Jack said, kissing the top of her breasts.
Karen paused for a moment and felt Jack stop kissing her.
"What's wrong Kare?" he asked, looking up at her.
"First time I've heard someone call me that," Karen said, looking at Jack. "It sounds great."
Jack smiled and kissed her firmly before returning to her breasts.
Karen sighed in contentment as Jack finished undressing her. She then reached out and quickly pulled off his clothes.
Kissing Karen hard, Jack started to make love to her.
Towards the end, Karen dug her fingers into Jack's back and then screamed his name as she crashed over the edge.
At the same time, Jack bit Karen's shoulder roughly before yelling her name hoarsely.
While they were wrapped up together in the bed sheets a while later, Karen kissed Jack's cheek and said, "I think we're going to have a lot of fun while we're here."
Jack smiled and kissed Karen's forehead. "I think so too Kare," he said.
With that, they snuggled together closer and fell asleep quickly.
~~~
The last four days at Glaeve, Jack and Karen spent riding the Riley horses around the estate. On their last day in Ireland, they rode outside the grounds to the large hill behind the house.
"God this is so beautiful," Jack said as he and Karen reached the top of a hill. "We need to try and come back here."
"I know," Karen said, patting her horse's neck. "But we should come in the winter."
"That way we don't see Sir Riley?" Jack asked, smiling.
"Exactly," Karen said, grinning back at him.
Sighing, Jack pulled his scarf more tightly around his neck while he looked around at the view of the rolling hills frosted with snow in front of them.
"Thinking about your dad?" Karen asked, placing her mittened hand on his arm.
"Yeah, but I'm not sad about him," Jack said. "I'm just sad I never really paid much attention to who I was."
"It's alright poodle," Karen said, patting his arm. "Not too many people really embrace their cultures, so you're lucky."
"That's true," Jack said, nodding. "Well, we better get going back to the manor."
"Come on Jackie," Karen said. "Let's go have some fun before we go home."
"Race you to the house," Jack said, turning his horse around and setting off at a gallop.
"No fair Jack," Karen cried, kicking her horse lightly.
The two rode down the hill and back to Glaeve, not really racing each other, but allowing the galloping to take their minds off of their return to the real world the next day.