Author note:

A quick bit of Fluff on Fall Finale night. Hope you enjoy! Thanks for the reviews. They keep me going. :)

CH 20-For Keeps

Since Bravo was set to go back on active rotation just before Christmas, Emma and Naima got together and decided that they should have an early Christmas for the team. It was being held at the Hayes house. Jason would fry up a couple turkeys and Naima and Emma would take care of the rest.

Sunday came and Emma was up early, as much as she hated it. She corralled her dad and Mikey to finish setting up as she worked on the food. She was rushing around the kitchen when a strong set of arms wrapped around her from behind.

"Hey babe." Clay nuzzled her neck and she tilted her head to give him unfettered access. After he placed a few kisses up to that spot behind her ear, she spun in place and offered up her lips. As he placed his mouth over hers, they were interrupted by someone clearing their throat. Both looked up a little sheepishly to see Naima standing in the doorway looking like the cat that ate the canary.

Clay recovered first, "Hey Naima. Here, let me take that stuff." He went to relieve her of the bags she carried and gave her a kiss on the cheek. "Ray here?"

"Yep. He's getting some more stuff out of the car and getting the kids."

"I'll go see if he needs a hand." He winked at Emma and went to help Ray.

Naima reached to hug Emma.

"Hi sweetie. Sorry I interrupted."

"It's fine. It's probably a good reminder for us to be more aware today with everyone around."

"Honey, the team's going to have to get used to you two as a couple. Because from what I can tell, you and Clay are going to have a future." Emma smiled and squeezed Naima's hand. "Now I wouldn't recommend making out on the couch," they both laughed. "But the guys can learn to deal with a little physical affection."

They heard Ray greeting Jason and then he appeared in the doorway. He had RJ in his arms and was juggling a couple bottles of wine.

"Where's Jameelah," asked Naima.

"With her favorite Uncle." Ray stepped over and gave Emma a peck on the cheek. "Hey Em."

"Do I need to be worried that Jameelah is gong to steal Clay away?" They all chuckled.

"I think you're safe. She's not allowed to date until she's 30."

"Why don't you go see if Jason needs help ad let us get to work." Ray dropped a kiss on Naima's lips and went out back.

The two ladies set about their business. Clay was keeping Jameelah occupied while RJ stayed with his father. As they finished up the food prep, they could hear the rest of the team arrive. Brock and Cerebus were able to entice Jameelah into the yard to play fetch with them and Mikey. Emma stuck her head into the living room.

"Clay? Could you give me a hand please?"

"Sure honey." The guys started to give him some crap. He was fine with it though. He knew it was their way of accepting his relationship with Emma.

He walked into the kitchen. "What'd you need?"

"Could you set out the coolers with the beer on the back porch for the guys?"

"Anything else?"

"Can you see if dad's almost done with the turkeys?"

"You got it."

A few minutes later Jason came in with the birds. Emma and Naima carried the rest of the food to the table and called the team in. Everyone gathered around and Clay settled himself between Emma and Jameelah.

"Should I be jealous," asked Emma.

Clay leaned over and gave her a quick kiss. "You know you're my one and only"

They could feel eyes on them, but the flow of conversation around the table went on as normal.

The food disappeared all too quickly and everyone joined in the clean-up so they could put up the table and make room for the gift giving. Ray ended up in the kitchen with Jason. He nodded out to the living room where Emma sat on Clay's knee in the chair. She had said something that set Sonny and Trent laughing and had Clay's eyes sparkling with love and pride.

"How're you dealing with this brother?"

"Just trying to keep work and home separate." Ray nodded as Jason continued. "They're good for each other. She grounds him and I haven't seen Emma so happy…ever. So, I'm not gonna interfere"

"Happy you're okay with it. 'Cause it looks like this right here…this is for keeps."