By the time Ranger and I went downstairs to get something to eat, the boys were eating pizza delivered by one of their fellow Rangeman employees. Mitch took one look at us and shook his head. We ate straight from the refrigerator laughing and kissing between bites. As soon as we had enough sustenance to survive, we went back upstairs and continued with more of the same.

To say that I was tired the next morning was a bit of an understatement. But I was happy and God knows that I was satisfied.

Since Ranger had been returned to light duty, he elected to go to work. Tank and Cal came by and picked him up. Cal let me know that he and Natalie were finally ready to start renovations on the Munster house. They had been shopping at Home Depot and Lowe's for weeks and finally had an idea what they wanted. They were going to do all the work themselves, so it was going to be a real experience. He told me that he'd see me at Gaby's later. He was one of the runners that would be there. I kissed his cheek and waved at Tank in the driver's seat and went back inside to see Mitch and Lester moving around the kitchen warming up the French toast I'd made earlier.

"I'm glad to see you guys up and about," I teased. "Did you party too hard last night?"

"No," Lester glared at me, "but it was pretty damn hard to go to sleep when I kept hearing ohGodRangerohGod every few minutes. Jesus Christ, you two need to hold it down. You're going to traumatize your fetus."

I laughed, "Dr. Dickson said the bean wouldn't see anything."

"Well, she heard it," he groaned and sank to the breakfast table, "everybody in Trenton heard it."

I grinned and blushed, "thanks…I'll keep that in mind." I turned to Mitch, "you heard it too?"

"I guess I'm out of the running," he sighed heavily. "Yea, I heard it."

I kissed the top of his head as I went by the breakfast table, "sorry, I'll find you a good girl."

"The last one was good," he craned his neck to smile at me, "she just needs to be…I need spark."

"Got it," I nodded. "I'll find you some spark."

"I appreciate the help," he shrugged. "You've done pretty good for the other guys."

"More or less," I nodded. "But I've known most of them longer than I have known you. But now, I think I can do it."

"Really," he raised a brow.

"Really," I laughed. "I wouldn't leave you hanging."

"You kind of already did," he pointed out.

"I did no such thing. I was practically married to Ranger…er Ric when we met."

He raised a brow at the name change.

"Er…homework," I blushed.

He grinned.

"We have to be at Gaby's place in an hour, will you be ready?"

"I will," he agreed. "You probably need to cover up some of the whisker burn on your face and neck," he grinned, "unless…you don't care."

"I don't care," I said backing out of the room and racing for the stairs.

"You so do care," he yelled after me.

I groaned when I saw my reflection in the mirror. The fact that my husband and I were at it again would be all over Rangeman within hours. That pretty much meant that everyone in the world who knew we had been abstaining would know we were no longer doing that. Everyone would know but my parents (please God) and Dr. Addison. Let's be real, I wasn't sure about any of them.

By the time we got to Gaby's, I knew that I was pretty much on target. Everybody there knew except Gaby and his people. Hell, they could know too but they probably didn't give a rat's ass.

Ranger showed up and kissed me, "okay…what's the plan?"

"I'm going to find furniture according to the lists here," I tapped the page. I'm keeping count and so is Mitch and so is Gaby. We'll compare at the end. As we select items they'll tag them and people will start pulling them off the shelf and loading them onto the trucks. Max says we can deliver today."

He nodded. "What do I need to do?"

"Don't let me get carried away and buy anything hideous."

"Done," he nodded.

Three hours later we were about halfway done and it was time to stop for lunch.

Gaby grinned at me, "We match on everything on the list. We should be good to go."

"Yeah," I grinned. "Do you want us to bring you anything back for lunch?"

"Bless you child no," he patted my hand. "My wife has packed me a lunch every day for forty years."

"Well okay then," I smiled.

"Come on Babe," Ranger said draping his arm around my shoulders and tugging me against him. "Let's eat."

"Where are we going?"

"Well, we've got the whole crowd. They want McDonalds."

"Sounds good to me," I grinned. "Maybe I'll order a Happy Meal."

He just shook his head.

By the time our day of shopping ended at Gaby's, the only thing we still needed as far as furniture goes was a single table for the lobby. All the tables he had in stock were too short. He told me he'd find us one in the same style as the others and send it over. Gaby was a swell guy. Ranger wrote him a gigantic check when we were done and we all headed to the Rangeman facility to watch things arrive and so I could direct the location of the items.

It was midnight before we left the new Rangeman facilities and there was still a lot to be done. There was furniture stacked in the lobby of each building. It was crazy.

I trod wearily up the stairs and asked myself why I kept buying houses with multiple stories. I wasn't getting any younger. Soon I'd be going up and down the stairs multiple times a day to change a diaper or something. I'd be exhausted.

I turned on the shower and stripped down and stepped under the heavenly spray concentrating one of the nozzles on my aching back. I felt a breeze when Ranger came into the shower with me and didn't even open my eyes.

"Does your back hurt," he frowned.

"Yea," I agreed.

"You didn't lift anything, did you?"

"I must be getting out of shape," I groaned. "I think it was from bending over."

"I'll give you a massage when we get out of here."

"Oh no, you don't," I squinted up at him, "if you start massaging the outside of me, before long you'll be massaging the inside of me and then you'll be late to work again tomorrow and they'll be giving me a hard time."

He laughed and tugged me into his arms, "I don't care what they think."

I sighed and leaned against him. When he was holding me, I didn't care either. I cared even less when he was massaging inside of me. "Okay…"

"Okay," he grinned and kissed my neck.

"Okay," I agreed.

Since we were going to the new offices instead of the old offices the next day, he wasn't late. We weren't late. Well, we weren't very late. It was only a few minutes. I don't think anyone noticed. Oh hell, they all noticed. Clock watchers!

By one o'clock when we stopped for lunch, things were looking much better. The old offices had been nice, but these were going to be very nice and very elegant. Ranger and Tank decided they would keep the other offices for local services and use the new facility primarily as their main facility. The old offices would be used for updates with local law enforcement, soft research and for overnight visitors from our other facilities. We wouldn't have to worry about a stay at a B&B that could potentially be blown up like we'd had to deal with in Boston. We'd be sure our people would be safe. The cost of our insurance would probably go down too. Well, maybe not, but I can always hope.

By four that afternoon, almost all the furniture was in place and I was looking around trying to decide what all else needed to be done. Obviously there needed to be art on the walls. I would find a starving artist sale and take care of that. Or maybe Ranger and I would hit a couple of the places we'd been before to find stuff for the house. I suppose it would depend on what he thought about it when we talked later. The Rangeman employees loved the idea that the quarters were all going to be decorated differently. They also liked the stackable washer/dryers in each of the apartments. It gave them a little more privacy.

Things had gone so well that I was starting to think that things were just going to swim along as normal…for me, normal for me. Sheesh, you people are so judgmental. Anyway, I knew that wasn't going to happen when we walked into our house secured by State of the art systems and found Diesel lounging on our couch. Yea, the house was secure. That was what the look I shot Ranger said. He just grinned.

"Diesel, long time no see," I said dropping beside him on the couch.

"Whoa," he blinked and jumped to his feet and backed across the room. "When did you get pregnant?"

I blinked and started laughing about then. He made it sound like I'd grown another head…which in fact, I sort of had. But it was in my womb not dangling alongside the other one.

Ranger cleared his throat, "Diesel."

"Ranger," Diesel's eyes narrowed. "Oh man…you married him before I had a chance to get into your pants," he sighed and sank down to the recliner.

"You never had a chance to get into my pants," I said raising a brow at him.

"I wouldn't say that's strictly true. I just didn't try very hard. Hey cousin," he grinned and got up to hug Mitch. "I got your message. What's the emergency?"

"Well, do you want the long version or the short version?"

"Dude…this is me," he shook his head.

"Right," Mitch nodded. "Someone's trying to kill either me or Ranger. Stephanie doesn't know if she should trust her tingle. Is it a fluke, or is she one of us?"

"That's all," he shook his head. "I could have told you that on the phone."

Mitch sighed, "Did you hear the part about someone maybe wanting me dead?"

"Same old, same old," he rolled his eyes. "Yea…you are," he said to me. "You haven't developed it though. You need to work on that. Can I go now?"

"Wait," I jumped to my feet and stood in front of him with crossed arms and a dare in my stance, "how do I develop it?"

"You're asking me? That's not what I do. I'm like an auror…you know from Harry Potter. I can see the bad guys or the good guys, and I track the bad ones and either neutralize them or send them to Azkaban. I'm not a teacher. I'm a tracker. Got it? They both start with a T so I know it can be confusing, but I can't help you there."

"You know you're an ass, right?" I glared at him.

"Yea, but you love me," he grinned at me. He leaned around me to see Ranger, "of course she only loves me in a purely platonic way and in no way like she loves you. So…we're good right?" Moments later Diesel sat back with a sigh. "What if I find you a teacher?"

"Really," I blinked.

"Really," he sighed. "I know this girl. She's good. But she doesn't like being unmentionable that much. I mean, you know she wants a normal life. But she's really good at teaching people how to tap into their hidden talents. I'll talk to her and find out if she'll do it."

"What's her name?"

"Ali," he sighed.

"Did you like her?"

"Yea, I like her," his eyes narrowed at me suspiciously.

"Did she tell you to take a hike?"

"I'm not her type," he shrugged. "She's more into doofus' like my cousin Mitch who like living the mortal life. He doesn't use his talent unless it's necessary and for good."

"Neither do you," I said with a smile.

"Well…I have been known to use it to get into a woman's pants before," he shook his head.

"Well, you didn't try it on me," I smiled.

"Who says so," he got to his feet. "I'll check with Ali. Keep an eye on my boy." He walked out the front door.

I chased after him to ask him another question and he was gone. Whoosh, he vanished into thin air. God, that's annoying. I closed the door and walked to my husband with a sigh.

"So what do we do now," Ranger asked.

"We hope that he can get Ali to train me and I start doing some research. I'll need to go to Rangeman tomorrow."

"You can come back to the new offices with me tomorrow," he nodded. "They're putting the computers in tonight. You'll be able to get in with no problem. What kind of research do you need to do?"

"The usual kind," I smiled. "Let me keep it to myself just a little longer. Is that okay?"

"Anything you want to do is okay," he smiled and kissed me.

"Geez," Lester sighed. "Get a room."

"We have one…this entire house," Ranger said and his brow went up.

"Honey…your brow is back," I danced around him in excitement. Okay, I admit it. It takes very little to get me excited.

"My brow…," he frowned.

I raised my brow at him.

He raised his again and then the other one and laughed. "Thank God, I thought I broke it."

I wrapped my arms around him, "I was worried too. I'm glad it's back. It's very sexy."

"How sexy," he raised it again.

"Come on upstairs and I'll show you," I said trailing my fingers across his brow.

He scooped me up and headed for the stairs. "You're on your own boys."

"Remember what I said," Lester groaned.

I just winked at him over Ranger's arm. It was really his problem.