Here is a mostly fluffy chapter. It took me longer to post than I thought because I already had this written and ready to go, but had to make some changes once I made changes to the previous chapter. I wasn't sure how many chapters to write of the two of them alone, but I thought we deserved a few after them taking so long to get their act together. Anyway, I hope you enjoy :)

I don't own The Brave or it's characters... But I wish I did!

Chapter 19

When Jaz and Dalton managed to drag themselves out of bed late in the morning to get themselves some breakfast, they realised that they needed to do a food shop. Having McG there had been a blast, but in true McG style, he had consumed a lot of the food and snacks and their stores were now severely depleted.

They headed into town in Dalton's truck, eager to stock up on supplies, but much more eager to get back to the cabin as quick as they could.

Something had changed overnight. Their intimacy had reached a new level and now every time they touched or looked at each other, it seemed different to before.

Jaz sat in the passenger seat trying hard to look out the window, but she kept finding her gaze being drawn back to Dalton – to Adam, continually. She usually had her quiet watching of him pretty down pat. She'd learnt to do so as a sniper, and then watching him around base, covertly of course, had become a habit.

Now it was more than a habit, it was a need. It was like she had no control over her eye movements. The problem with that was, as soon as her gaze locked onto him, the rest of her body got on board at the same time, and that was something else she had no control over. She had been struggling with it for the last couple of weeks, probably for a lot longer actually, but after last night, she's not sure her head would win the struggle anymore.

As Dalton drove, he was trying really hard to concentrate on the road. He was usually a master of compartmentalising, it was what made him one of the best at what he does. At the moment though, he was finding it very difficult to compartmentalise anything about Jaz. In fact he was finding it very difficult to think about anything other than Jaz. And how she felt. And how she tasted.

As he glanced over at her in the passenger seat, he found her already looking at him, with a secret smile on her face.

Fuck.

He pulled over the truck, as quickly and as safely as he could, leant over to pull her close and kissed her like he was trying to brand her, like he didn't already know what her lips tasted like. Her response was immediate. It was almost like he had read her mind. They pressed their lips together and kissed each other hungrily, grasping each other as they did so and wondering how they had survived three years without doing this sooner.

Dalton wanted to pull Jaz onto his lap and touch every part of her, but he knew if they did that, they wouldn't make it to the store, and then they would be in the same predicament as they were currently in – no food.

If only uber eats delivered to the Blue Ridge Mountains!

Jaz must have had the same thought because she pulled back with a small laugh. The spark in her eye was enough to light a fire, but the rumble in her stomach had her grasping reality momentarily.

"If we don't go now, we'll never make it." She tried to convince both herself and Dalton.

"Right." Dalton replied reluctantly, before gathering himself and getting back on the road.

Both of them were grinning like cheshire cats, sometimes to themselves and sometimes to each other, as they continued into town.

After returning from their sizable supermarket expedition, they decided to go for a hike. Patton could do with the exercise and they both had plenty of energy to burn. Not that they couldn't think of any other ways to burn energy, but they knew if they didn't get out of the cabin when they could, they might never leave it.

Dalton wanted to ask Jaz about visiting the Vallins' and thought this was as good a time as any.

"You know, I think it's a great idea for you to go and see Elijah's family." Dalton started.

Jaz looked at him sideways, "Trying to get rid of me already?"

Dalton chuckled, "Not at all, but I'm sure they would love to see you. I think it would mean a lot to them."

"Yeah." Was all Jaz answered quietly.

"I could go with you if you want." He offered after sensing some reluctance in her.

Jaz just sighed and took a moment to gather her thoughts, "Thanks for the offer, but it's not that. I guess I'm just nervous. Elijah was always with me when I visited them and I'm just not sure what to expect."

Dalton nodded his head in understanding. He hated that Jaz's own family was so fucked up that it made her nervous to be around a normal family. But what is normal right? His own was far from it.

"I'm no expert, but I think you would all be able to find some comfort in each other. You were his best friend and they are his flesh and blood."

"They're all I have left of him now." Jaz murmured sadly. She knew Elijah lived on in her memories, and there were so many wonderful memories. But the physicality of Elijah, that was gone. His family were the last thread of that.

"All the more reason to go and see them."

"You sure you're not trying to get rid of me?" Jaz asked him again, trying to make light of the situation, as was her normal defence.

Dalton stopped in his tracks and grabbed her hand to stop her also. He pulled her closer to loop his arms around her waist, wanting to give her some comfort that he knew she needed.

"Trust me, I do not want you to leave, but I think this could help you… and them. I know they ask about you all the time." Dalton revealed.

"You've been in touch with them?" Jaz asked, surprised at what he had just told her.

"Yeah we email every now and then. Elijah was family, therefore his family are family." He explained simply.

Jaz felt a warmth spread all over her from the inside out after hearing this and she looped her arms around his neck and pressed her lips to his lingeringly. He really was amazing, just when she thought he couldn't get any better, he continued to surprise her.

There had been times when she thought she was all alone in her grief for Elijah. They had all been friends, great friends actually, but her bond with him had gone deeper. They all knew that and respected that and she would never forget the comfort they all gave her in their own ways when they lost him.

Preach had been the father figure she had always needed. He comforted her with a touch to her shoulder or a kiss to her forehead, spoke softly to her and encouraged her to talk about Elijah when she could. McG made sure she ate and drank, and tried hard to make her smile in whatever way he could. It didn't always work, but eventually he broke through some of her grief in a way that only McG's lovable nature could. And Top had been a steady presence. Always there, whether it was on the couch while she was staring into space, or at his desk while she cleaned her guns, sometimes several times a day. He carried her to bed when exhaustion finally kicked in and was the first by her bedside when the nightmares reared their ugly heads.

Trying to move on had been hard, and she still thought about Elijah multiple times a day. She thought she had been alone in that, but she should have known better. They had all lost him. Yes, they could all compartmentalise, they had to in their jobs, but they never forgot.

Dalton just held her close, tightening his grip on her and letting her take what she needed from this kiss. He knew she didn't have the words, but her kiss spoke volumes. When she pulled back, her eyes were glassy with unshed tears and she just ran her thumb over his lips.

She mulled things over for a couple of minutes before saying quietly, "I think I should definitely go and visit for a couple of days."

"They'll love seeing you." Dalton smiled gently at her. "If you change your mind, I can still come with you."

"Thanks, I'll think about it."

It was still only early afternoon by the time they got back to the cabin, but since it was another hot day and they had worked up a fair sweat on their hike, Dalton decided to have a shower.

Jaz was in the kitchen trying to decide between a coffee or a beer when she heard the water in the shower turn on. She stopped what she was doing as a thought entered her head. It was a thought she had had numerous times since being at the cabin, but this was the first opportunity that presented itself to act on it.

Without overthinking it, she stripped off her clothes and headed to the bathroom.

Dalton was standing under the cool flow of water, still too hot from the hike to have the water temperature any higher, when he heard the shower door open. Surprised, he turned around to see Jaz as she stepped in and joined him with a look of want glistening in her eyes.

"Time to finally put this double shower to good use." She teased as she lathered shower gel in her hands and started to rub her hands all over his shoulders and chest. As always, her touch did something to him that he couldn't explain. He wanted her hands everywhere and closed his eyes in satisfaction as her fingernails raked over his nipples. She followed the path of her hands and kissed him all over his chest before continuing to lather soap across his taught stomach and abs.

She made her way to stand behind him to lather the soap across his back and down over his ass. God she loved his ass. She had admired it almost from the first day they met. It was hard not to when something was that perfect.

Feeling bold, she reached a hand around from behind him to gently run her hand over his testicles and cock. He nearly jumped when he felt her hand brush against him, and quickly turned around to face her.

"My turn."

With that, he grabbed the shower gel and turned her around so that she was facing away from him. He used his hands to start spreading the soap along her shoulders, gently massaging them as he did so causing her to relax and sink into his touch. He let his hands glide down over her back, before bringing them around to run them across her flat stomach.

Jaz had her eyes closed, revelling in his touch, when she felt his hands glide further up to cup her breasts. He massaged them to spread the soap around, before teasing each nipple with his fingertips. The spark she felt from her nipples all the way to her centre intensified as he continued to let his hands caress her breasts, enjoying how his hands glided over her thanks to the slipperiness of the soap.

He started to move one hand lower, down her rib cage and across her stomach, until he reached her centre. As he dipped his hand even further to spread her apart and stroke her softly, she let her head fall backwards onto his chest with a small cry of pleasure as he continued to touch her. Heat flowed through every part of her body. His hands were like magic and she couldn't get enough.

As he continued to caress her she reached a hand up behind her to grasp him in her own hand and moved her hand against him in the same rhythm with which he was playing her body like an instrument. They writhed in tandem before Jaz turned around to face him and kissed him thoroughly and demandingly.

Pulling back from him she held his gaze and teasingly let her tongue lick her lips as she lowered herself to her knees in front of him and he couldn't look away. She had never looked sexier.

Reaching out to fold her palm around the length of him and pumping him a couple of times, she gently lowered her mouth to slowly lick his head, still not breaking eye contact.

The sensation of Jaz's tongue against the most sensitive part of his body had Adam sucking in air through his back teeth, and he held her gaze while her tongue continued to tease him, licking up and down his shaft. As she lowered her mouth around him, his eyes rolled into the back of his head and his hands sunk into her hair to grip her tight.

Jaz took him into her mouth while her hand continued to caress the base of his cock. The combined pleasure of her mouth and her touch had Dalton nearly seeing stars. She moved her mouth up and down his shaft in long deliberate movements, sucking as much of him into her mouth as possible.

He tasted just how she thought he would and she lowered her mouth all the way down to his base, taking him all in her mouth and sucking hard as she released him. Dalton was barely hanging on to control and as she performed the same movement again, he lifted her to her feet and held her against the wall of the shower.

"I need to be inside of you." He practically growled as he sought out her gaze for permission, which she returned eagerly.

Still with his cock in her hand, Jaz spread her legs apart and guided him to her entrance. She braced herself against the cold shock of the tiles, but as he pushed up inside of her, his warmth spread from her inside out.

The feel of being so close to each other still had them pausing briefly to savour their new intimacy. Their breaths were ragged as their chests heaved in anticipation and their lips met in an all-consuming kiss.

As he started to move inside of her, he lifted one of her legs to wrap around his hips, allowing him to sink deeper within her. She moaned at the sensation and held onto his hips as he thrust inside of her with long, deep strokes.

Every stroke and every touch just increased their need for each other. He held her close to him with one hand on her thigh and the other on her waist. They kissed hungrily, their mouths devouring each other as they moved in sync with each other.

Adam started to thrust harder and faster into her. Jaz's head fell back against the tiles to catch her breath as her body started to convulse against him.

"You feel so good, Jaz." He whispered in her ear before kissing her neck just below her ear lobe, causing the convulsions to gain momentum.

"So do you." She whispered back, gripping his ass with her hands and digging her fingernails in for extra leverage.

The sensation of her nails shot right up into his cock and he thrust even harder. She guided his hips against hers, trying to pull him as far into her as he would fit, and feeling herself getting closer and closer to release.

The water still raining down on them from the shower head was causing their already electrified skin to spark even more in response, sliding and slipping all over each other.

Their hips met each other every inch of the way, moving in tandem and they gained even more momentum. Fingers dug into each other and they moaned the other's name as they reached the abyss beckoning them.

Dalton's cock jerked hard inside of her as his thighs shook with his release. His pulse was so fast, as if he had just won a sprint and his head was spinning with all the endorphins he's currently feeling and releasing.

Jaz was with him every step of the way. Her own release was exclaimed with a loud cry and losing all sense of control over her body, she clung to him, leaving marks from her nails on his body.

Dalton had just enough energy left to hold her up, still pressed together against the wall of the shower, letting the fall of water wash their sweat and slickness away.

They clung to each other and tried to get their breath back. Each breath still shaky from the aftermath of their love making, but as they got a handle on it they both just smiled at each other, still not quite believing this was real.

They enjoyed a big dinner that evening having worked up quite an appetite over the last day. Dalton had cooked steaks for the both of them, while Jaz had put together a salad.

Just after dinner, they heard from Preach on their group chat.

Anyone else booked flights yet? – Preach

"Shit, we need to get onto that." Dalton said to Jaz.

Not yet big guy, but I'll look at them in the morning – Top

Me too Preach, but I'll be coming from the Vallins'. Decided to see them on the way – Jaz

That's great Jaz, they'll love seeing you – Preach

Glad you've decided to go, Jaz – McG

Lovely idea, Jaz – Amir

Jaz smiled to herself seeing those messages. They were her own personal cheering squad and she knew she had made the right decision to go.

Your Mom booked your flight for you yet, McG? – Amir

Actually, she has… all the way to Lebanon to see your Mom – McG

LMAO! Good one, McG – Jaz

You sound surprised – McG

Well you're not usually that funny – Jaz

She's right – Amir

Ouch! I'll book mine tomorrow too, Preach - McG

Sounds good. Looking forward to it – Preach

The team were all going to try and arrive at Preach's on the same day if possible, for both convenience and to maximise their time together. They were all looking forward to seeing Preach, they didn't quite feel complete when he wasn't around.

They cleared away their dinner and Jaz sat up on the kitchen bench drinking a beer, while Dalton finished washing up the remnants that he couldn't manage to pile into the dishwasher.

Jaz smiled to herself just watching Dalton – Adam, looking completely at home and domestic in his kitchen. It's not like she's never seen him in the kitchen before. In Incirlik, they all had their turn in the kitchen, but there were always others around, and more recently Amir had taken over the dominance in the kitchen, not that any of them were complaining about that.

But in this instance, it was the simple domesticity that she couldn't drag her eyes away from. The way his strong arms cleaned the dishes, the small crinkle in his nose as he concentrated on scrubbing the tough bits, his broad shoulders as he reached to put some dishes away and the way his face kept flicking to hers to share a smile.

Once he'd finished up, he got himself his own beer from the fridge, took a long sip and stood in front of Jaz.

"Have you finished objectifying me yet?" He asked cheekily.

Jaz snorted her beer up her nose, and while they both fell about laughing, she managed to retort, "Get over yourself."

Dalton kept laughing while he asked, "Well, am I wrong?"

Jaz calmed her laughing down to a flirtatious smile and reached out and grabbed him by the front of his t-shirt to drag him closer to her.

"Not wrong." She admitted cheekily.

He took another step forward to stand between her legs and whispered to her with a smirk, "Perve."

Jaz laughed that deep rasp of hers before reaching so her lips were only millimetres away from his.

"Guilty." She murmured before dragging him those last few millimetres closer to press her lips against his.

What started out as a cheeky kiss soon gained momentum as they both gave in to the feelings evoked whenever they are in close proximity.

Without separating their lips, Dalton placed his beer on the kitchen bench and opened his mouth to Jaz's insistent tongue, cradling her face in his hands to deepen the kiss.

She wrapped her arms around his waist, pulling him to her as close as she could, her lips chasing his, seeking out all she could from them.

Their lips stayed locked together as Dalton gathered her in his arms with her legs anchored around his waist, and carried her over to the couch. He sat down with her straddling his lap, hands roaming all over her back, underneath her tank top, seeking out the smoothness of her skin.

She leaned back to allow him to lift her top over her head, removing it completely, and he zoned in on her neck, kissing her up and down the length of it, causing her to let out a low moan of approval and grind her hips down into his.

Hearing her moan turned him on even more.

"I can't get enough of you." He growled into her neck, holding her close at the small of her back, "I want to kiss you everywhere."

Jaz levelled her gaze to meet his, their shared desire obvious in the reflection of their eyes.

"I want that too."

He lifted them both up to switch their positions on the couch, laying her down against the cushions as he settled himself over her. His lips found their way back to hers as soon as they could. His lips craved her skin and he wanted to put his lips everywhere.

Jaz kissed him back with abandon. The feeling of Adam Dalton lying on top of her was indescribable, and the feelings he evoked inside of her were much the same.

He trailed his kisses away from her mouth and proceeded to direct his attention down her neck, making sure to linger on the sweet spot where her neck almost became her shoulder that he already knew drove her wild. His lips continued on their journey across her chest and down her sternum, sidestepping her breasts which were still encased by her bra.

He kissed hungrily down her stomach and Jaz felt the ripples build up beneath her skin as his beard abraded her softness, increasing with intensity as he brushed over her lower stomach.

When he got to the waist of her shorts, he glanced back up to meet her eyes briefly, seeing what he needed to see in them, before undoing her button and fly, easing them down over her hips and legs and tossing them out of the way.

From there he lifted one of her legs, pressed a kissed to the sole of her foot, making her squirm as it tickled, before kissing his way up her long, tanned leg. Once again the combination of his soft lips, surrounded by his beard was driving her crazy.

His lips kissed their way up her smooth inner thigh, closer and closer to her centre, and she held her breath watching him through half closed eye lids as she struggled to hold it together.

He glanced back up to once again claim her gaze as he pressed a kiss to her centre, through her still intact underwear.

"Fuck." She whispered as she closed her eyes and reminded herself to keep breathing.

With a small grin on his face, he continued his kissing journey back down the thigh of her other leg, pausing to pay some attention to her inner knee, before ended up back at the sole of her other foot.

"You're teasing me." She managed to rasp out through ragged breaths as she opened her eyes to meet his gaze.

"Yeah." He replied simply, with a small smirk on his face, before moving up on top of her again, hands resting on the waist of her underwear.

"Can I?" He whispered, as he watched Jaz's eyes darken.

"You better." She whispered back.

Needing no further invitation he slid them slowly down her legs, and threw them on the floor, to join her abandoned shorts and tank top.

Sliding both his hands slowly up her legs to bring his mouth up in line with her hips, he bit his lower lip and looked heatedly into her eyes.

She was about to lose her shit. Her entire body was on tenterhooks, just waiting for a release that she only wanted him to provide.

"Adam, please…" She begged and lifted her hips slightly off the couch trying to get closer to his lips.

It was all she needed to say, all he needed to hear. Seeing the desperation in her eyes, he leaned over and pressed soft lips to her centre, this time with no barrier between them and with no intention to stop until she came.

Jaz trembled all over as she felt his lips finally connect to the most sensitive part of her body. She felt his tongue lick her slit, starting at her opening and ending at her clit, and she opened up to him even more as she groaned her approval.

He lapped at her continually, not quite believing he was finally tasting her, and not quite believing how incredible she tasted.

His tongue sort out her clit and as he concentrated all his energy into teasing her nub, she couldn't help but reach down to grasp his hair in her fists, giving her an anchor to hold on to. Feeling encouraged, he moved his tongue in small fast circles against her clit.

"Fuck, Adam." She managed to breath out whilst the trembles in her body started to approach their peak.

Feeling those trembles in the most intimate part of her, Adam slipped a finger inside of her to add another level of ecstasy that had Jaz squeezing her eyes shut and lifting her hips up off of the couch.

Her grip on his hair tightened even more and as he worked his tongue against her and moved his finger inside of her, she cried out with each stroke

Jaz moved her hips in time with the rhythm his fingers set, sliding in and out of her and as he grazed his teeth over her super sensitive nub trying to provide her with as much pleasure as possible, she felt herself slide willingly into the elation that he was providing.

"Adam..." She cried out as she clenched her fists even tighter and fought to hold onto this euphoria for as long as she could. Her body was shaking all over and Adam could feel the tremors both on his tongue and on the finger buried inside of her.

Seeing Jaz lose control like this and finally being with her in one of the most intimate ways, nearly made Adam tremble all over. He continued to move with her as she rode out her orgasm, her fists still clenching tight on to his hair and her hips still gyrating.

Jaz felt like her whole body was on fire. The heat that Adam had generated from deep inside of her, had spread across her entire body and she felt it all the way through to her fingertips. Her hips started to slow down and as she tried to take some deep breaths to calm the aftershocks that still claimed her, she brought Adam's head back up to her own to claim his lips with hers.

Tasting herself on his lips, she pulled him even closer, reminding her that she shared a level of intimacy with him that she had never felt with anyone else.

Dalton pulled back to look at Jaz and smiled softly seeing her with her eyes still closed and still taking deep, ragged breaths.

"You look so beautiful right now," he couldn't help saying. Seeing her uninhibited in her reactions to him and her skin flushed with satisfaction, she looked like a heavenly creature.

Jaz didn't have the words right then to respond to him. She was still coming down from her high, still catching her breath and still just so god damn thankful for these moments with him. Instead she leant up once again to capture his lips.

Their kiss went from gratitude and appreciation to want and need in about three seconds flat.

They spent the rest of the evening making love on the couch, totally engrossed in each other and enjoying every second of the pleasure they gave one another.

Another chapter I was nervous to post! I hope it read ok, I re-read it so many times I drove myself crazy. It was about time they put that big shower to use right?! There's at least one more chapter, or the most part of another chapter of Jalton being happy and alone, before a bit of angst sets in. Let me know what you thought and thank you SO MUCH for reading. I appreciate every single one of you :) XXX