The Retrieval Of

Kenna Shane Spencer

Spencer VS Spencer

"You will tell me what the hell is going through that pretty little head of yours Kenna Shane Spencer." Eliot sat next to his wife on the flight home. She had been giving angry looks to Hunter Sinclair since Hardison informed them that they would all be flying home together.

"Things aren't always what they seem Eliot. You of all people should realize that." She paged through the magazine in her hands.

"I know he was part of yours and McGarret's team back in the day. One back ground check and I figured that out."

"He was a loose cannon." She looked at him. "I'm doing my best to let this go Eliot, I really am but I was the one who yanked him out of the rotation."

"And he still hasn't left Amy, Kenna. I'm the paranoid one and I'm willing to give the man a chance. Why can't you?"

"Because I've seen him kill people."

"You've seen me kill people." Kenna looked at him. He had a point.

"Okay…point taken." She leaned her head back and looked at the little girl sleeping between them. "He's done worse things then you and me put together. He's with our children Eliot."

"Yeah, point taken." He looked at Kenna. "Amy is happy Kenna. Hunter told her about his past, darlin' and she's okay with it. Are you gonna fire her because of who she loves?" Eliot stood and headed back to get Chance from Amy. Kenna looked at Faith. Her dark curls were unrulier then usual today.

"I need to talk to you." Kenna looked up to see Hunter.

"I don't see what we can say to each other." He sat next to her.

"I was a hot head and kind of a chauvinist pig back in the day, Kenna. I didn't like taking orders from a woman any more then I liked doing things by the book. I know that you went into the private sector and did things that you're not proud of. Well I'm not proud of what I did when I was under your command. 'Sorry' isn't going to cut it but I love Amy and she loves me." He looked at her. "You don't have to be my friend or anything. Just give me a chance." Kenna wasn't forgiving by nature but she had mellowed since Eliot had come back into her life. She kind of had to because he was tense enough for both of them at times. Eliot was willing to give the man a chance. Hunter knew what both Kenna and Eliot were capable of and he still stuck around so maybe she could see what the future held.

"You mess with Amy or my family Sinclair, I can and will slit your throat." She looked at him as he stood.

"I don't doubt that, ma'am." He nodded and headed back to his seat. Eliot came back and sat next to his wife. Chance was sleeping in his arms.

"Did you play nice with Hunter?"

"Yes, sir." Kenna looked at him.

"Good for you." He handed the boy over to his mother.

"I'm still not sure about him, Eliot."

"I'll keep an eye on him darlin' and if he even looks at Amy crossed eyed I'll take him down." Kenna glared at him.

"Patronizing doesn't suit, Eliot." Chance woke up and started to fuss. Kenna lifted her shirt, undid her bra, starting to nurse. Eliot was always amazed on how natural and beautiful his wife made it look.

"Just give him a chance. That's all I'm asking." Kenna shook her head.

"This is all on you, Spencer."

"Like I said, darlin', I got big shoulders." He sat back. Eliot knew that this wasn't the end of things between Hunter and Kenna. He wasn't sure he could keep the whole thing from blowing up in their faces, but he would try.

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"I'm so happy you're, home." Parker hugged Kenna, who was holding Chance, before she could step foot in the bar. "I missed you guys." She squealed. Running to Eliot he caught her in mid air.

"Take is easy crazy girl." Bending over Parker scooped up Faith.

"Hey little hippo, I missed you." The little girl giggled.

"I missed you too, Auntie Parker." The girl hugged her favorite aunt. "I gots you a present." The little girl pulled out some rocks that sparkled out of her pocket.

"No wonder they looked at us funny at airport security." Eliot chuckled.

"Thank you, Faith. These are beautiful." She swung the girl around. "I got a surprise for you and your brother… and your mom and dad."

"All of us?" Faith's blue eyes widened.

"Yep." Parker looked at Eliot and Kenna. "I promise…you'll like it." She smiled a small smile. Eliot nodded and grabbed their bags.

"Lead the way." Parker turned and headed to the elevator.

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"Hey." Hardison was standing at their front door. He looked at Kenna holding Chance and smiled. "Damn girl you know how to mix things up." Taking the older woman in his arms he hugged her close. "I missed you."

"I missed you too." She whispered. He let go and stood up, trying not show any emotion.

"I know you don't like when I mess with your place…but you have a new addition and all." Eliot closed his eyes.

"Hardison…"

"I hired people, Eliot. We are all each other have. I didn't want you to have to get a bigger place somewhere else." Hardison opened the door. The kitchen, dining room and living room looked the same. Except for the cradle they had taken out of storage. Eliot walked in. Their bedroom door was open and hippo's danced on the wall. Eliot looked at his wife. She smiled.

"I think we got ousted." He said to his wife.

"Why is my hippos in Mama and Daddy's room?" Faith asked. Parker took the little girl in the room.

"Because it is now your room." She tossed the little girl on her bed. "You brother moved into your room with all his brand new turtles."

"Chance gets turtles?" The little girl squinted at her aunt.

"I wouldn't forget my number one girl." Parker pulled out a pink turtle from behind her back. Faith squealed again. Eliot smiled. The crazy girl had a knack with his daughter, that's for sure.

"Oh he's bootiful Parker." She hugged her aunt. "But where's Mama and Daddy gonna sleep?" Hardison smiled.

"I thought the roof might- be the way to go." He showed Eliot and Kenna the spiral staircase like the one in Nate and Sophie's apartment.

"The roof." Kenna laid a sleeping Chance in the cradle. "You have lost your mind." Hardison smiled.

"Yeah, but it's what friends do." He raised his hand to show them the way. Kenna went up the steeps followed by Eliot. "We got the kids." He said smiling. Kenna looked down at him.

"You're so bad Alec." She smiled as she opened the door at the top of the steps. The room was mostly windows with a big king sized bed in the middle. Black shades covered the upper half of the widows. Eliot came up behind her.

"Wow." He said. "I guess he did hire a professional." Kenna smiled. She walked around the room. The closet alone was amazing but you throw in the amazing bed and an incredible bathroom and it was one incredible room. "Don't get too jealous when I kiss that man when we get downstairs." Eliot pulled Kenna into his arms. "If we get back downstairs. Welcome home, Kenna." She melted into his arms. It felt really, really good to be home in her husband's arms. Kenna finally let the tears fall freely. Clinging to Eliot, she let herself feel all the things she didn't want to hope for a few months ago that she would again be home in Boston with her family.

"I didn't think I would ever get home." He ran his hand down her hair. "I knew you would never give up on me but I was so scared." Eliot knew how hard it was to admit that. She was shaking.

"Hey honey, you're home and you're safe."

"But for how long?" Eliot tensed. Twice now he had let someone take her from him. Twice he wasn't there to protect her and now she was calling him out.

"I won't let anyone hurt you ever again."

"You can't be with me every second of the day, Eliot. You have a job to do."

"Kenna, I can find Nate anther hitter willing to do the job." She pushed away from him.

"Eliot, this is your redemption… and mine. You just can't call Hitters R Us and find a person willing to do what we do. Nate needs us. He needs you."

"If it means putting my family's life in danger, I will find another way."

"Stop talking stupid. We do what we do for a reason Eliot." She went to the window and looked at the setting sun. The French doors opened to a new and improved herb and vegetable garden that would be planted in the spring. Kenna smiled. "They know us better than anyone ever has." She said softly.

"Then they'll understand why we have to leave." Eliot stood behind her, hands on her shoulders. She shrugged them off.

"IF you really think that, Eliot, maybe I should have stayed gone." Kenna started walking away but he stood between her and the door.

"You have been itchin' for a fight for three days now and I don't know why. If you need to vent darlin', do it and get it over with because I want to get back to my life. Walking on egg shells to get there isn't the route I planned."

"I'm sorry that my being abducted to become some mad man's pawn in a game I had nothing to do with put a damper on your life plans, Eliot, but it happened. Suck it up and deal." She glared at him.

"I fucked up, Kenna. I didn't have your back and I will take that guilt to my grave. The fact that our daughter missed having a mother for so long and my son was born without me even knowing about it but damn it woman, I learn from my mistakes and I will not do a job that puts all of us in that position every day."

"So you just quit. Tell Nate that those people we've been helping for the last six years don't matter anymore?"

"I'm not saying that, Kenna. I'm just saying let someone else take the flack for awhile."

"How long did it take for the five of you to trust each other? To truly trust the con from start to finish?" She knew the answer. Too long. Bringing someone new to the team was not an option. "I knew the dangers when I decided to do this instead of staying legit ,Eliot. You did too. We talked about it. "

"You're the one who threatened to walk when Moreau busted out of prison." Kenna's eyes got sad then. The anger faded. She looked at him.

"You lost your soul to him, Eliot. I couldn't let that happen again. You pushed the red line to get him six years ago and you finally got closure on that part of your life. I pulled that card to save you. To save us."

"A week later you were gone and the guilt tore me apart. I won't deal with that again, Kenna. I know you think that taking Faith and running would have solved everything but it wouldn't have. If I could have gone after him then maybe you would have had our son here in Boston, instead of a million miles away."

"And maybe he would have killed you."

"Maybe I would have killed him." Kenna took a deep breath.

"Maybe. I guess we'll never know." She pushed passed him and headed back down stairs.

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"How can they be fighting already?" Parker looked at Hardison.

"Because they're Spencer's, that's why." He handed Parker a beer and sat across from her. "They'll be okay Parker. They always work it out."

"They have kids now. It's not like before when they could stay mad at each for days. Faith is a smart kid. She'll catch on."

"Eliot and Kenna won't let that happen. We won't let that happen." Hardison knew that those two were just as bad for each other as they were as good.

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"I think he likes the turtles." Kenna closed Chance's door.

"Who wouldn't?" Eliot sat two plates on the counter. "Wine?"

"Beer's good." He went to the fridge and grabbed two bottles and opened them.

"We done?" Eliot looked at her.

"For now." They hit their bottles together. "I still don't trust Sinclair." Eliot shook his head.

"Noted. And I don't want you ever to feel that running away is better than staying and fighting it out."

"Noted." She smiled. "I think we should tell our friends we're not fighting anymore." Eliot smiled.

"They'll know after dinner." Kenna looked at her husband.

"Rumor has it he sound proofed the room." He chuckled.

"A rumor worth testing." She took a bite of her pasta. "Have you heard from Nate and Sophie?"

"They headed to Paris after they took care of Moreau's men. Nate told me they would be home in a week or so."

"They deserve some time away from us kids." Eliot looked at his wife.

"Kenna, Nate took you disappearance pretty hard. He stayed strong for me the last seven months. He kinda lost it when they got home." Kenna swallowed hard. "He didn't want me to tell you."

"Is he drinking?"

"No, but he came close a time or two." Eliot tore the label off his beer bottle. "He really took it hard when they blew the wall and he didn't know if I got into the mini vault in time. Sophie thought it best they took some time alone."

"I guess I felt so sorry for myself that I didn't realize it affected more people than just you and Faith."

"I think Nate pretty much thinks he's responsible for our safety and well being even when we're not working." They finished their dinner in a comfortable silence. Kenna rinsed the dishes and put them in the dishwasher as Eliot grabbed a couple of more beers.

"Basketball or Hockey?" They headed up stairs.

"Do you have to ask?" She smiled.

"Hockey it is." He turned on the TV. Kenna threw herself on the bed.

"You've got to give the boy credit. He does know how to pick a mattress." Eliot set the beers on the bed side table and laid down next to her.

"Damn." He pulled Kenna into his arms. "I think I will kiss that man next time I see him." Kenna snuggled into him and closed her eyes.

"Should I be jealous?"

"No. He doesn't do it for me like you do darlin'." Kenna leaned over and kissed him. "Hockey game's starting."

"Do you really, really want to watch the hockey game or would you rather christen this bed the only way you and I know how?" She unbuttoned his shirt and started kissing her way up his chest.

"You sure know how to get a party started." She looked into his eyes.

"I do love fighting with you, Eliot."

"I know." She straddled him and pulled off her t-shirt and bra. "Wow, nothing like getting right to the point Kenna Shane." He flipped her on her back and undid her jeans in one motion.

"Oh, that's new." She smiled against his lips.

"Thought you'd like that." She lifted her hips up so he could slide her jeans down her legs and tossed her jeans in the direction of the hamper. He pressed himself between her legs and kissed her deep.

"I like just about everything you do to me Eliot."

"You mean there's something you don't like." He moved against her. Kenna reached between them and undid his jeans. "I hope what you're looking for down there isn't one of those things about me you don't like." Kenna laughed.

"Shut up and fuck me, Spencer." Eliot stood and shed his jeans and pulled Kenna up into his arms.

"You always did have a way with words." He pressed her against the wall and kissed her hard. Kenna pulled the bed spread down and Eliot threw her back on the bed. "You gonna test that sound proofing theory?" He grinned at her.

"Depends if the performance warrants it." Eliot pulled her legs up on his shoulders and slid into her with a satisfying grunt.

"Eliot!" He chuckled and slowly moved inside her. "What's…so…fu…funny?" She panted.

"Nothing darlin'." He leaned in and kissed her. "Absolutely nothing." He strokes got longer and his thrusts harder. Kenna arched her back and took him as deep as she could.

"Oh, Eliot…God yes. YES! OH ELIOT!" Kenna gripped his shoulders as he adjusted his strokes to take her over the edge just before his orgasm hit him hard taking them both to a shattering conclusion. Eliot collapsed on her.

"You are such a faker, Kenna Shane." He rolled over on his back and pulled her next to him.

"You never complained before."

"How you didn't burst out laughing is beyond me." He kissed the top of her head.

"I was busy…the words might have been fake but baby the orgasm wasn't." Kenna snuggled into him. "All the years we were apart, all the months I was gone, I missed the way your arms felt around me." Eliot tightened his hold on her.

"I swear we'll never be apart longer than we have to, ever again Kenna." He felt her relax against him. She hadn't really slept much in the last few days and who knows how much she had slept the last seven months. "Sleep Kenna. I will be here when you wake up unless the kids need me first."

"Okay." She laced her fingers in his and kissed the top of his hand. "Good night cowboy."

"Night darlin'." Kenna slept a full eight hours for the first time in seven months.