Chapter 11

Amelia was three months old when Sara decided to gradually move her from breast to bottle. She did this by cutting just one feeding at a time. (This gave Daddy a chance to form a bond with and to feed the baby!) Sara decided to keep night feedings as long as possible.

By the forth month of Amelia's life she was totally off the breast and loving the fact that Daddy was there to spoil her.

Sara's first night back to work was filled with mixed emotions, she loved being back in the field but she missed Amelia and the time she spent with Gil.

Sara walked into the break room.

"Good to see you back," Nick said hugging her, "We missed you."

"It's good to be back," Sara said, as she showed everyone the newest picture of the baby.

Sara's first scene was a 419 just off route 156. Just as she thought the area was filled with insect activity. Her first call was to Gil.

"You calling to check up on me?" Gil asked, chuckling.

"Yes and no," Sara said.

After being assured that everything was fine Sara asked him a few questions about the insects she had found.

Gil laughed, "Now you know as much about that particular bug as I do so why did you call. Aw you miss me."

"I do," she said, "I'll see you later."

Sara chuckled as she put away her phone and collected the evidence.

Back at the house Gil just smiled.

"Momma misses us," he said to Amelia as he lay her down to change her dirty diaper. Then he laughed, "This is one thing I could live without."

"Now young lady, it is time for your bottle then your bath and you are off to bed," Gil said, picking her up.

Amelia wrapped her hand around Gil's little finger, "Da."

Gil burst with pride as he smiled from ear to ear.

Never had anything sounded so sweet to his ears. It may not have been a complete word but it still sounded sweet.

His first thought was to call Sara and that was just what he did.

"You got a minute?" Gil asked, not wanting to interrupt anything more important.

"Yes. I got a few minutes," she said curious as to why he was calling, "Is Amelia ok?"

"She's fine, but you'll never guess what just happened," he said with all the excitement of a school boy.

"What?" Sara asked.

"MY daughter just said 'Da'," he said once again bursting with pride.

Sara chuckled, "You sure?"

"Of course," he said, "I think I fathered a genius."

Sara laughed.

"My test results are back, I need to go. See you at home," Sara said.

"I love you," Gil told her.

"Love you too," she said.

Two weeks later Sara was putting Amelia to bed after she had fed her.

"You will never know how much Momma loves you," Sara whispered.

Amelia smiled at her mother, "Ma."

Sara picked her back up and hugged her, tears running from her eyes.

"I told you we have a genius for a child," Gil said walking into the room.

By the ninth month things had settled into a routine, Gil was thrilled taking care of the house and the baby. His beehives and garden were thriving and he was halfway though his book. Sara enjoyed being back to work, on her off days she took over the (to use Betty's words) duties of wife and mother. Not only did it strength her bond with Amelia but it also gave Gil some alone time.

Gil was sitting on the front porch one evening when from the kitchen Sara called, "Dinner's ready."

"I could have finished that," Gil said.

"I know," Sara said. Then she laughed, "Just keeping your mother happy by fulfilling my "wifely duty"."

Gil pulled her into his arms and kissed her.

"Should I tell Mom how often you fulfill a certain 'wifely duty'?" he asked.

Sara playfully slapped him, "No."

"Why?" he asked, sitting down, "I'm sure she would be happy to know that at least that part of out life is "normal"."

Sara smiled as she started to feed Amelia, "We do manage to have a very healthy sex life."

Gil just smiled. He had a special surprise for her. Gil had asked Catherine to take Sara off schedule for the weekend and Mrs. Robbins was going to keep Amelia.

Friday night Sara walked in the door.

"Catherine said I was off this weekend. I didn't think this was my off weekend," she said to Gil.

"It wasn't," he said, "I asked Cath to put you off. Amelia is with Mrs. Robbins and I have a special weekend planed."

Sara looked at him funny, it wasn't her birthday or his and it wasn't their anniversary either.

"Why?" she asked.

Gil walked over to her and kissed her, "Do I need a reason?"

Gil took her hand and led her to the bathroom.

"Strip and soak," he told her.

Gil had fixed a warm bubble bath for her.

Sara smiled, eased out of her clothing and into the tub.

"MMM, this feels so good," she told him.

Sara was not sure if it was the warmth of the water or relaxation of the tub or the fact that she was totally exhausted form a rough week but she was soon feeling very sleepy.

Gil helped her from the tub, wrapped a warm towel around her and carried her to the bed. Laying her down he dried her, using soft caressing touches.

Sara yawned, "I do so hope you are thinking the same thing that I am."

Gil smiled, "Yes."

Gil stripped, and crawled into bed next to his wife. Reaching over to the bedside table he turned off the light then he pulled Sara close to him.

Sara snuggled close to him, "A night of uninterrupted sleep."

The other activity that often happens in a matrimonial bed had to wait until the lovers were well rested.

A burning need for each other woke them at just about the same time, as so often words were never necessary between them.

Gil used everything he knew about Sara's body to bring her to a mind blowing - toe curling orgasm, not once but twice.

Gil eased himself above her and eased her legs apart with his knees, slowly he entered her.

Sara's canal was still quivering, only increasing the sensation that Gil was already feeling.

They matched each other touch for touch, kiss for kiss as Gil eased himself in and out of her.

A few more thrusts and Gil released himself, with his strength gone he collapsed on Sara. Sara tenderly ran her fingers up and down his back as they waited for breathing and heartbeats to return to some since of normalcy. As it did Gil moved form her and wrapped her in his arms.

They lay together for a while longer before their need for food overwhelmed them.

Sara was fixing something to eat when she pulled in a deep breath and let it out. There was something she needed to talk to Gil about.