Author note:

This came from prompt form lauren2381. It's short, but it's what my mind came up with. Hope this is what you had in mind.

CH 13-Future Perfect

It didn't take long for Ray and Naima to call in the favor Clay and Emma owed them for their help in Clay's Homecoming surprise. About two weeks later was Naima's birthday and Ray wanted to treat her to a night out. Emma gladly agreed to watch the kids. She loved Jameelah and RJ, and Clay was coming over to the Perry's to help.

Ray and Naima were still scurrying around the house when the two arrived. They finally got everything together and made it out the door. RJ was as happy as a clam in Emma's arms, but Jameelah was a little teary-eyed watching Mommy and Daddy leave. Clay scooped her up.

"Hey, hey Little J. Don't cry honey. You and me and Aunt Emmie are gonna have so much fun, okay?" Jameelah sniffed and nodded. From that point on, she was glued to Clay.

While Emma went to change RJ and get started on the kids 'meal, the little girl took Clay's hand and dragged him to her room to play.

"Come on Cway. I got some new dollies." Looking over his shoulder at Emma, "I guess we're gonna go play dolls," he said sheepishly.

She laughed. "Have fun you two."

Emma had finished the simple meal and still no sign of Clay and the little girl. In fact, things were awfully quiet. She put RJ in his playpen and silently crept back the hallway to the kids' room. When she got to the door, she whipped out her phone and took some quick pictures. There was Clay Spenser, Tier One Operator, world-class sniper surrounded by teddy bear and dolls, having a tea party. She couldn't hold her laughter anymore. Clay glanced up and saw her putting away her phone.

"Emma, what are you doing with that phone?"

"Oh, nothing," she giggled.

"No pictures. The guys would never let me live it down."

"I know. They're just for me. I couldn't help it. This is so precious!"

"Precious? I'll show you precious." He stood up and grabbed her around the middle and began to tickle her.

"OK, okay. I'll delete them, except one, deal?"

"I guess. But it's for your eyes only." He tapped her on the nose.

"Anyway, I came back to tell you that the kids' dinner is ready." Emma reached for Jameelah's hand. But instead she grabbed on to Clay's instead. He raised an eyebrow and smirked at Emma.

"Don't look so happy with yourself." He laughed.

"Come on Little J. Let's see what Aunt Emmie has for you to eat." He scooped the little girl up and placed her on his back and piggy-backed her into the kitchen.

Emma already had RJ in his highchair and was helping to ensure some of the food actually made It into his mouth. Clay helped Jameelah up into her chair and made sure everything was in her reach.

When the kids were done, Emma took a good look at RJ. He had peas smashed between his fingers and applesauce in his hair.

"I think I'm going to go give this one a bath. You okay here?"

"Sure. We're good, aren't we?" He winked at the little girl.

Once RJ was bathed and changed into his pajamas, they rejoined Clay and Jameelah who were now in front of the TV. Clay had gotten her changed into her Princess PJs and they were settled on the couch watching her current, favorite movie, Moana. Emma sat down next to them with RJ snuggled in her arms. Halfway through the movie Jameelah crawled into Clay's lap and stuck her thumb in her mouth. Thirty minutes later they both realized that the little girl had fallen asleep. Clay carried her back to her room and tucked her in.

He walked back through the hallway and stopped. He watched Emma holding RJ. The little boy was fighting sleep. She was walking back and forth across the room holding him and patting his back. She looked up to see Clay staring at her.

"What?" He came over and gave her a quick kiss.

"I love you, that's all."

RJ finally succumbed and Clay followed Emma back the hall to the kids' room and watched her lay the baby in his crib and kiss him on the head. He reached for her and led her back to the living room. They turned off the TV and snuggled on the couch. Soon their lips found each other, and Emma ended up sitting on his lap. She could feel his eyes on her.

"Clay, you've been staring at me all night. What's going on?" He sighed and hesitated before answering her.

"What is it? What's wrong?"

"Nothing babe. I…it's well, seeing you with RJ…I, I just can't wait to make babies with you someday Em." Her eyes filled with tears. Had he scared her? Maybe it was too soon.

"I'm sorry sweetie. I shouldn't have said that."

"No Clay. It's ...I," she sniffed. "I didn't know you dreamed of that too."

"Oh honey." He kissed her again. "Yeah. This," he gestured around them. "All this is what I want. And I want it with you." She buried her head in his shoulder and held on tightly to him.

Eventually, she relaxed in his arms. He placed a hand on her flat stomach and began to draw patterns with his thumb. In his mind's eye he could see her figure gently rounded, growing lush and full, with his child.