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This one's for Julie's 40th birthday, how can she be 40 when I'm still 21?


One of You

Catherine tucked her legs up on the sofa and leaned into Steve's side. "What'd you pick?" she indicated the TV and held a finger to her lips as she handed him the bowl of popcorn. "Cammie, don't rat us out." She fed a piece to the dog.

"Raiders of the Lost Ark is on Amazon Prime," He smiled and aimed the remote, clicking to start the movie. "Something else I never thought," he chuckled. "That we'd have Amazon Prime or that we'd be watching a whole movie."

Tilting her head with a smile, she said, "True," and kissed him. "And good, because I like that one and since we actually are going to watch the movie..." Her eyes drifted to the second floor where both children slept. "I haven't seen it in years." She placed a hand over his and stopped the film. "And I know this is pointless, but when did you see it last, because you're gonna be you and notice things."

He raised his brows. "You're the one who notices literally everything."

"Okay, true. But I don't need to point out every inconsistency in every movie."

"Catherine. We just watched Finding Dory and I literally pointed out nothing."

"Because we've seen it a hundred and twenty seven times." She chuckled. "And you listed stuff the first time after the kids went to sleep."

"Because," he said as he ticked points off on his fingers. "Dolphins and beluga whales use echolocation. Locating objects in a truck or on the other side of a mountain isn't possible," he said matter of factly. "Not to mention the water in Morro Bay is cold; Nemo and Dory couldn't have swum in such cold temperatures, and squid don't glow."

She pressed her lips together and waved a hand. "And I rest my case."

He nodded once. "Point taken." An unrepentant smile tilted the corner of his mouth. "Can't say it's not gonna happen again tonight."

"I never assumed it wouldn't." She leaned up and pecked his lips. "Part of your charm, Commander, but I like to know what I'm in for. So how long since you've seen it?"

"Fifteen years, easy."

"Okay then," she gave an exaggerated sigh that couldn't hide a smile. Waving a hand at the remote, she added, "Continue on. Prepare to be critiqued, Indy."

"Indiana Jones is inherently cool," Steve said as he settled back and they got comfortable. Tossing a few more pieces of popcorn to Cammie, who'd settled at their feet, he smiled as the the movie played.

"Okay, I have to …" He stared and Catheirne snorted a laugh as Professor Jones taught his class. "I know, I saw it. The student in the front row." She smiled and took a sip of water. "Was a totally different actor after they cut to Indiana."

"That's better than when the guys are chasing him towards the plane. They're about ten feet behind then he's a football field away in the next shot."

"Ooh, maybe he should have played for the Cowboys. Or Kukui at least." She patted his thigh and continued to watch the screen.

As the movie progressed, Steve pointed out other inconsistencies, "It's a classic, but see that?" He pointed. "He starts with a revolver, then it turns into a 1911, then back to revolver, and then it's a 1911 again."

Suddenly, both heads turned to the staircase as little feet could be heard padding down the hall.

"Mommy?" Angie's voice reached them as she made her way downstairs.

Catherine stood to lift her up. "What, baby girl? It's late."

"I woked up. I wan' water, please."

"Okay, then back to bed." She grabbed a water from the coffee table and offered a sip.

After drinking deeply, Angie eyed the empty bowl and looked at Steve. "Wha's dat? You haf cookies?"

"It's just a bowl," he said and grinned at Catherine as Angie glanced at the TV.

In the film, Harrison Ford and John Rhys Davies were peering over a ledge. "He on dat side. Den on dat side." She pointed left to right at an actual editing inconsistency.

Catherine burst into laughter. "Oh, Angie, you too?"

"I like him hat."

Steve broke into his that's my girl grin. "That is a pretty cool hat." He paused the movie and lifted Angie from his wife's arms. "Maybe she'd keep a sun hat on if it looked like Indy's," he mused. "Back to bed for now, though, baby girl. Let's go."

"Le's go." She nodded, sleepy once again, and rubbed her eyes. As they climbed the stairs he murmured to the three year old who was snuggled sleepily against his shoulder.

When Steve returned to the sofa Catherine resumed the movie. Poking his abs playfully she laughed at his pleased expression. "Yeah, looks like she's one of you." She tightened her ponytail and leaned into his embrace. "DJ and I are gonna have to tag team to keep you two quiet in theaters."

"He notices everything like you," Steve pointed out.

"Yet also like me he doesn't have the need to announce what he notices out loud in a public theater." She chuckled.

Steve huffed a sigh and kissed her temple. "I have just one thing to say to that."

Lifting her head to see his face she smirked. "Go ahead."

His answer as he gestured at the screen had her barking a laugh.

"Raiders is set in 1936 and the Germans are using mp40s that weren't made until 1940."

#End. Thanks for reading!


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