AN: I should be studying for my college classes but I needed some Henry and Elizabeth so I wrote this. This picks up right after Chapter 2. I have one more chapter I want to post but I really do need to study. Thanks for all of your awesome reviews. Keep them coming! :)
They arrived at their home exhausted and bothered. Before exiting the vehicle, Elizabeth smoothed Henry's hair and clothes from makeout session. Henry chuckled. "Don't worry about it, babe. I'll just say I have bed head from the flight."
"I think our kids know us better than that." Elizabeth laid a wet kiss on his swollen lips and smiled. She loved that after all these years they could still find a way to have a makeout session in the back of a car like teenagers.
They climbed out of the car and was welcomed into the house by their three concerned kids. Their faces had lit up the second they heard the motorcade outside. While Henry was gone, Elizabeth had also spent most her time at the White House. She had only been home a few times for a shower and some sleep. By now, they were used to their parents secrets. National Security. But this time felt different for all three of them. Allison, Jason, and Stevie were relieved both of their parents were home safely.
Stevie was the first to the door. "It's so good to see you guys! It feels like it's been years!" They all laughed as they pulled into a group hug. Amidst the overwhelming welcome, Bess caught Henry's eyes. She was so thankful for him making it back safe and that her family was together and happy.
Not breaking eye contact with his wife, Henry replied to Stevie. "Sorry, we've been MIA. I was trying to save the world." Everyone chuckled. It seemed as though nothing had changed.
"Do I smell food?" Elizabeth hadn't eaten all day or all week for that matter. When Henry was gone, she had trouble eating and sleeping. Now that Henry was home, she was starving.
"I made pasta." Allison grinned. She had spent the past hour or two distracting herself with cooking dinner. Stevie had been awkwardly pacing around the house. And Jason was playing a video game. Everyone had their own way of coping.
"Let's eat!" The kids started toward the kitchen while Bess and Henry hung back in the foyer. Henry pulled her into a tight embrace.
Elizabeth relaxed in his husband's strong arms and sighed, "I am so glad you are home." Henry smiled and bent down to kiss his wife.
"I am glad I am home too." Enveloped in their own little world, their kisses started to heat up again. They had forgotten their kids were in the next room.
"The food is getting cold," Allison called from the kitchen.
"Let's finish this later." Henry gave Bess one last searing kiss and grabbed his wife's hand, leading her into the kitchen.
Dinner was a disaster. From the moment Henry realized he was sitting next to his beautiful wife he knew it would be a long dinner. He could feel the intense connection between them. Bess tried her hardest not to throw her plate on the floor and make out with her husband. She just kept reminding herself that her kids were in the same room.
Every once and awhile, somehow their legs would end up brushing each other. Lightning bolts shot through both of their spines. Before long, Henry realized that he could no longer hide his desire for his wife. Using his long trip as an excuse, he kissed his kids goodnight and headed upstairs.
"Where did our kids learn to cook?" Elizabeth walked into her bedroom to find Henry lounging on the bed deep in a book. The book was the only thing distracting him at this point. As soon as he saw his wife come through the door, he could not wait any longer.
"They defiantly didn't learn it from you." Henry gave Bess a big Chester grin. "Sorry, babe."
Elizabeth smiled back. "I've accepted the fact I can't cook. It's one less thing I have to worry about." With her busy job, three kids and a hot husband, she had more than she could handle on her plate.
Sitting at the edge of the bed, Henry asked Elizabeth, "You want to join me in the shower. I've barely showered in days. Pakistan is a pigsty." His eyes, dark with passionate, met Elizabeth's and she couldn't refuse.
Elizabeth giggled at her husband's proposition. "Okay, but we have to be quiet. I don't want to wake the kids."
"Can do." Just two simple words and he stood to sweep his wife off her feet. Elizabeth couldn't help to giggle at her husband's romantic gesture. Trips were part of both of their jobs. But Pakistan seemed to hit both of them in just the right soft places. Maybe it was their fragile relationship? Or maybe it was just the fact that she was part of the decision? Either way, she was overjoyed that he made it home safely.
Carrying her to the shower, he caught a glimpse of his t-shirt hanging over the side of the hamper. "Is that my t-shirt." Blushing, Elizabeth whispered yes and buried her red face in his chest. "I can't sleep when you're away."
He loved it when revealed little secrets like that. Henry didn't have say anything. He simply set his wife on her feet, bent down and gave her a soft, gentle kiss. A kiss was more than enough to show his wife how much he loved her. He was happy he was home too.
