Disclaimer: I don't own Bones.
Dreadswench: I just found out about and now I want to go! Now I'm just trying to talk my husband into it =D I almost felt bad for Techie but then I thought naaahhh.
Nertooold54: And the evening isn't over yet!
Angelbach: Washington DC does have a lot of food types. I hoped they'd had a Melting Pot down there and luckily they did. We took my sister for her birthday. It was a lot of fun.
Silver Maker: Now that cheesecake sounds like something I'd like to try. Yum! Even though I don't like hot stuff the sweet would probably balance it so I wouldn't burn the crap out of my mouth. I'm not even codeinated and I – Squirrel!
Guest: Lol sorry about that...nahhh no I'm not =P When we took my sister for her birthday it was a lot of fun. We tried to stay away from sensual cos it was my sister's birthday lol. I have lots of fun planned for the four of them /snicker
Guest2: You love how the guys do what? o.O
Thank you guys for the reviews and I'm sorry for the late posting =( My internet just came up. Boooo
Chapter 53 – ICE
After climbing back into the truck, Legates turned to look at Michelle.
"Which way oh Mistress of Ceremonies?" Legates asked with a smile.
"Down to the Harbor," Michelle said. Legates pulled out into the evening traffic with ease.
"We're going to look at ice?" Techie said dubiously, before looking out the window.
"Yep," Michelle told him.
"I have to admit, I've never done fondue but that was fun," Andrea said, grinning. Michelle giggled behind her hand.
"Going out with these guys is usually an amusing experience," Michelle said, still laughing. Legates rolled his eyes and cursed under his breath when someone cut him off.
"Just run them over, Peaches," Techie said, laughing.
Michelle choked back a laugh and snorted in an effort to hold it back. Andrea grinned at Michelle's inability to hold back her laughter.
"I think I like that name. I'm going to call you Peaches," Michelle said, teasing.
Legates groaned and glared at Techie in the rear view mirror. Techie shot Legates a big cheesy grin and chuckled.
"So, what am I looking for here?" Legates asked as they neared the harbor.
"Gaylord National Resort Hotel. There will be signs for ICE!," Michelle told him.
As they approached the harbor, signs began to appear and Legates pulled into the designated parking. They got out of the truck then waited to see who had followed. Techie stood looking in fascination at the huge glass fronted hotel with a giant Christmas display that included what Michelle knew to be an ice carved tree.
"I'll go grab the tickets," Michelle said, heading to the desk to purchase tickets. Techie followed her to get his and Andrea's tickets.
"You're letting her buy the tickets?" Andrea said, her mouth hanging open in surprise.
"Do you think I could stop her? I paid for dinner," Legates said, shrugging.
Michelle purchased their tickets then stepped to the left and waited as Techie stepped forward. When he flipped his wallet open, Michelle's hand shot out, snagged his Military ID and slid it across the counter. Her wrist was grasped by Techie's hand until he realized who it was and what she was doing. He laughed at her and paid for his tickets then followed Michelle back to where Legates and Andrea were standing.
"You should have let him buy the tickets," Techie said to Michelle.
"Why? This way we've pretty much spent the same amount of money," Michelle said, grinning at Techie.
"Independent women," he grunted.
He froze when he saw the expression on Andrea's face. Michelle snickered and moved forward to stand next to Legates to wait for the rest of the unit. When everyone's tickets were bought they headed to the large atrium that housed the display. Michelle pulled out her phone with a grin. She glanced at the phone and reached out for Legates' hand. Threading her fingers through his, she gently tugged and led him in a different direction.
"Uh guys, I think we're supposed to go this way," Legates called over his shoulder.
Michelle led them to the left away from what clearly was the ICE exhibit. Legates shrugged but followed her since she knew what she was doing. They ambled through the atrium and Legates was stunned at the amount of lights on the trees that lined the walls of the atrium. Large string lit swaths of fabric hung from the ceiling and in the middle there was a fountain. Pulling out her phone, Michelle sucked on her teeth for a split second then tugged on Legates hand.
"This way. It's about to get real busy in here," she told him.
Legates whistled to get their party's attention and jerked his head indicating they should follow him. Michelle led them to a spot where the fountain that was shooting large streams of water into the air. Behind the fountain hung a sixty five foot tall tree. They stood for a few minutes with everyone looking around and Michelle gasped then reached into her pocket. She pulled out a pill bottle and popped one of the pills and dry swallowed. Legates' eyebrow rose in question.
"Large crowd. Very large crowd," she mumbled.
He looked around and noticed that the atrium was starting to fill with people who moved close to where they were standing. His brow furrowed in confusion. Yeah, there were quite a few people but enough for a Xanax? Another five minutes passed and for most of that time, the group was looking around, pointing and talking. Michelle tried to focus on the water in front of her and not the people that were beginning to press in around them. When Legates looked around again, his mouth tightened at the crowd that was squeezing into the atrium. The Xanax explained, he waited to see what was so big that she'd subject herself to this.
There was a rolling sound that filled the atrium then the plucking of a synthesized guitar. Legates looked down when Michelle gently elbowed him. He followed her finger up and saw lights near the top of the atrium flashing with the music. Nudging Techie, Legates pointed up. One by one, everyone in the unit looked up as the gentle strains of a violin were added. The sound of a flute drifted in and with each note a different light was added and flashed with the playing.
Then a blast of electric guitar and rhythmic thump of the kettle drum blared making several people jump. Then the bells started and lights flashed all around them to the music. They watched as the sensory extravaganza exploded around them. The fountain shot water in time to the music the color of the water changing. It was all choreographed to flow together in a spectacular light, color and water display. The music sped up and so did the lights and the group watched with wide smiles. The music came to a crescendo and Legates' eyes widened at the sight of snow falling from the ceiling. Looking up, he saw grates and from those grates shaved ice fell on the crowd as if it were snowing.
On the final note of the song, the tree hanging above their head exploded into light and glowed. Legates suddenly realized that the tree was made of either ice or glass. As the music faded away a voice began to speak.
"Ladies and Gentleman, the Gaylord National Resort would like to welcome you to Christmas on the Potomac. Please enjoy your visit and have a safe and happy holiday," an almost automated voice announced.
The group waited as everyone else began to filter out into the main lobby. Looking around the atrium, Legates noticed that there were private balconies surrounding the display that was now lit. The water and lights in the fountain moved in time to the Christmas music that drifted through the air. When the atrium was pretty much cleared they began to make their way to the lobby. Stopping near the entrance, they were given blue hooded jackets. The guys poked fun of each other as they slid into their jackets.
"Do I have to?" Perkins whined, worried that no one would take him seriously wearing this.
"Considering it's nine degrees in there, yes," Michelle said, reaching into her pocket and pulling out four pairs of black stretchy gloves.
She handed a pair to the other two and pulled her own on. She watched as Josh pulled a pair from his own jacket and tugged them on. She quirked her eyebrow in question and he just smirked at her. When they walked into the entrance they were greeted by the sight of two large poinsettias that glowed with light. Directly in front of them was a huge sign that said ICE! carved in blue ice. The circular room's walls were lined with huge ice sculptures of the Washington Monument, the Jefferson Memorial, the Lincoln Memorial, and the Capitol Building. Each individual display was connected to the next by an ice garland that was decorated with red bows. The sound of the freezer echoed oddly under the tent roof.
"I want flowers like those," Techie said, grinning.
"With a two hundred pound block of ice and a professional ice carver you too can have that flower," Michelle said, grinning at him. Techie moved forward closer and leaned over to get a closer look. Standing up, he turned and looked at the other guys.
"It's-"
"Ice," Goodman supplied.
Having grown up in the area, he was familiar with the display and had visited many times over the years. Michelle chuckled and grinned at Goodman. Moving through the display stopping to point and discuss various sections, they slowly made their way to the door at the back of the room.
"So all of this is-"
"Ice," Goodman said again, chuckling at Johnson's question. Johnson reached out to touch the garland and Goodman swatted his hand.
"Don't touch. The hotel did not fly in professional ice carvers from Harbin, China to have you touch the display and break it," Goodman admonished. The worker that was around the corner burst into laughter at Goodman's comment. The worker did appreciate Goodman's thought process.
The next room they entered had a huge living room carved in the middle. The Victorian family was depicted during the Christmas holidays. Stockings hung on an ice fireplace that flickered with an ice fire. Legates threaded his fingers through Michelle's as they stood looking at the scene. Michelle laughed and pointed at the cat that was carved sitting on the piano bench. She pointed down to the floor of the living room where a carpet had been carved on the floor.
Addison was bent over at the waist, looking at the base of one of the pillars that kept the living room separated from the rest of the room.
"I wonder what they used to hold all this together," he said, squinting at the pillar. Davis leaned over so he could get a look at Addison's face. With a perfectly straight face, he answered Addison's question with one word.
"Glue," Davis said. Andrea burst into laughter and felt the tears slide down her cheeks.
"Oh my, God," she giggled.
"I dare you to stick your tongue to a pillar," Brown said to Addison with a huge grin on his face.
"Do NOT do that," Michelle reprimanded them. Addison shook his head and laughed.
"Oh, hell no. I saw A Christmas Story," Addison said, smirking.
"Come on before you get us into trouble," Michelle said, heading for the door to the next exhibit which was called 'Winter Forest'.
Michelle and Legates were standing on the bridge of ice looking over the ice pond when they saw Wilson and Addison playing around near the edge of the ice pond. Pulling out her phone, Michelle took a picture of Wilson bent over waving his arms as Addison held onto the back of his jacket. Legates burst into rolling laughter and shook his head.
Turning, Michelle saw Techie and Andrea standing under one of the ice carved trees looking at the bark carved onto the tree. Laughing, she elbowed Legates and pointed to the branch over their head. Legates let out a whistle, making Techie look towards them. Legates pointed up and Techie looked up and a huge grin spread across his face.
Wrapping his arms around Andrea, he leaned her over his arms and thoroughly kissed her while the guys cheered him on. When he stood them up, Andrea's face was really red and she was looking at him in question. He pointed up and Andrea looked up to see ice carved mistletoe over her head. She giggled and moved away from the tree.
They moved through to the next display and the colors swirled around candy canes and light glistened off the igloo behind the three foot penguins. Michelle waved the guys up around the penguins. Michelle laughed at the comic positions that they had taken. Andrea was guffawing at the group and shaking her head.
"They're like kids sometimes. It's hard to imagine them doing what they do when they're like this," Andrea murmured.
"Not for me," Michelle said, swallowing.
They walked around and found a horse and sleigh carved from ice. There were steps leading up to the sleigh, Legates smirked and jerked his head at Techie. Techie pulled out his phone and nodded. Scooping Michelle up, Legates carried her to the sleigh and plopped her down. Sitting down next to her, he turned her to face him and laid a kiss on her that made her veins pulse with need.
"Okay, guys keep that up and you'll melt the ice. I already took the picture," Techie called out, his voice full of laughter.
The group took several more pictures then moved through the door at the end of a hallway of ice. The huge room was dominated by an ice castle. Michelle giggled and walked away from the group and went up the steps which were carved from ice and covered in red carpet. Reaching the top, she sat down and slid down the slide, laughing the whole way down. The guys looked at each other and grinned. They all started moving at the same time, making Andrea start laughing at their exuberance.
Michelle jumped up from the bottom of the slide and yanked out her phone. Moving to the perfect spot, she turned the video on her phone on and shot the guys coming down the four slides made of ice. She was laughing at their playing. After a couple more slides down the slide, they moved through to what seemed to be a house of toys.
There were teddy bears, nutcrackers, dolls, boats, cars and various kinds of toys carved from ice. Directly in the center was the jolly fat man himself. There were glistening elves dotted around the scene. The guys passed through this display rather quickly in comparison to the other displays they had seen thus far.
As the group walked through the next door, they paused and stared up at the twenty five foot tall angel carved from ice, she was surrounded by pillars that were internally lit and the whole look gave the angel an ethereal quality. Her face was so human, so life like it was hard to think that she was made of ice. They walked around the angel looking at the details that had been carved on the statue.
Perkins stood with his mouth slightly agape as he stared up at the angel in front of him. Michelle moved past the angel and onto the nativity scene that was carved and lit near the exit to the entire exhibit. She stood looking at the display and cocked her head. She was standing next to a camel looking towards the center when Legates walked up behind her.
"Watch out they spit," he said, grinning.
"Huh?" She asked, broken from her contemplation.
"Camels, they spit," he said, pointing to the camel above her head. She gave him a soft smile and turned her eyes back to the Nativity.
"Why so thoughtful?" He asked, looking to the nativity as if to find the answer.
"Christmas is a time to celebrate the birth of Jesus and all the gifts he has given to us and sometimes you think about everything you've lost then you see something like this...and you stop to think. Think about what you do have and how truly blessed you really are," she said quietly.
The men had paused behind her and nodded their agreement to her softly spoken statement. They left the exhibit, turned in the jackets and walked out of the hotel laughing and discussing the carvings. They paused behind Legates' truck and he looked to her.
"What next?" He asked with a twinkle in his eye.
"Ebeneezer's!" She squealed then headed to the passenger's door. Legates threw his head back at her squeal.
"What?" Addison asked, scrunching his face in confusing.
"Just follow me. Trust me you'll be thankful," Legates said, waving his hands. When they were loaded into the vehicles and on their way, Techie looked at Michelle.
"What's Ebeneezer's?" He asked, wondering if it was some Christmas thing.
"Baaacccooonnnn," Legates drooled, with a silly look on his face. Michelle started giggling and shook her head.
"It's a coffee shop of sorts," she explained.
"It's a little late for coffee isn't it?" Techie asked, pouting.
"It's Friday. We don't have accountability tomorrow and you'll need the energy," Legates said, laughing. They moved through the evening traffic towards the coffee shop.
"So what's in store for tomorrow? Justin says we're supposed to keep the whole weekend free. It'd have to be good to beat tonight," Andrea said with excitement in her voice.
"Well tomorrow around lunchtime I planned on going to Georgetown's Kick Off Party then around dusk go see the Zoolights followed by the candlelit tour of Mount Vernon," Michelle said casually.
"What's Georgetown's Kick Off Party?" Andrea asked, curious as to what kind of party was during the day.
"In the downtown shopping district in Georgetown the local retailers have specials and during the day the streets are closed to vehicle traffic so pedestrians can wander around," Michelle explained.
"Nice! Shopping," Andrea said, rubbing her hands together.
"Oh and guys there is a shop for her night on the uhhh," Michelle pulled out her phone and flipped through her email, "fifteenth from five to nine. They have personal shoppers that will help you get a good gift and wrap the gift. If you need that sort of thing," she told them, smirking. Legates pulled into a parking space and shot her a grin.
"I don't need that. I only have my mom to shop for," he said, grinning at her.
"Why am I suddenly very afraid?" Michelle muttered, getting out of the truck.
She closed the door to the truck and waited as the group gathered then they went into the coffee shop. Michelle spilled in the door with a giggle as Legates tried to wrap an arm around her waist. Jackie looked up from her book when the bell over the door tinkled. Her eyes bugged at the large group of people coming in through the door. With a sigh, she set her book down and walked to the register. Michelle stepped out of the men's way, pulling Andrea to the side as they rushed the glass case.
"Do I smell bacon?" Andrea asked, her lips quirking at the question.
"Yes, you do and that's what they're drooling over," Michelle said, gesturing to men in front of the glass truffle case.
"Look at all these cheesecakes," Oaks growled approvingly, looking down into the case. Michelle glanced down the counter and frowned.
"Jackie, is the counter longer?" Michelle asked, squinting her face.
"Yeah, Johnnie orders cheesecake from a different distributor that has a better selection. So, he extended the counter to accommodate the extra flavors," Jackie said. Michelle nodded and started towards the cheesecake display. Her eyes widened and she stepped over to the counter with the cheesecakes and skimmed the different flavors. Making her decision, she moved to the register.
"You ready, Josh?" Michelle called down to Legates who seemed to be stuck in the middle of the group.
"Uh yeah, Jackie, can I get a Viola, Rap, Chef Pascal, slice of apple pie cheesecake and a decaf coffee," Legates called out, with a smile as he tried to disengage from the guys. Jackie looked at Michelle with a raised eyebrow.
"Eggnog Cheesecake, platanos y orchidius, a pink champagne truffle and a cup of decaf," Michelle said.
Jackie nodded and moved down the counter gathering their order and brought it back to the register. Michelle whipped out her card and paid for the treats then moved them to the coffee table near the couch. On the second trip carrying items, Legates finally broke free from the other guys and walked to where Michelle was sitting.
"It was my turn to pay," he pouted.
"You were busy," she said, laughing. A few moments later, Andrea and Techie joined them, sitting down on the couch and in a chair respectively.
"Bacon and chocolate," Techie said, rubbing his hands together. His eyes landed on Michelle's plate and widened.
"Are you eating flowers?" He asked in astonishment, eyeing her truffle. Legates chuckled and grinned at his friend.
"Yeah, she's a goat like that," Legates said.
"What do you think is in that?" Michelle asked him, pointing to a truffle with a purple criss cross pattern on the top.
"Didn't read the description," he muttered.
"It has a candied violet in it," Michelle said smugly, laughing as she took a bite of her cheesecake.
Legates reached over her arm and took a forkful of Michelle's cheesecake. She stabbed towards his hand with her fork playfully, laughing as she did it. The guys were sitting around the coffee shop talking, laughing, and eating. The bell over the door tinkled, making Michelle look up and the corners of her mouth quirked up in surprise.
"Well, well, well," she whispered. Maggs strolled in and shot Jackie a wide smiled.
"Maggs," Jackie squealed with a large smile. Michelle burst into laughter and had to sit back. Maggs jerked around at Michelle's laughter.
"You guys are stalking me. I knew it," Maggs crowed, laughing at them. Michelle snorted and went back to her cheesecake.
"You here to order more candy?" Jackie asked, flirting with Maggs. Michelle snickered and shot Jackie a wink.
"I bring you eight mostly available men and you flirt with Maggs?" Michelle asked in disbelief with a grin on her face.
"Hey," Wilson argued.
"I said mostly," Michelle pointed out. Maggs turned back to Jackie and nodded.
"My little sister's birthday is coming up so yeah. I'm going to order a box of chocolates," he said, shooting Jackie a flirty smile.
He stood at the register flipping through a book and talking with Jackie who was taking the order. A few moments later, he came over carrying a plate and a cup of coffee. Sitting down in the chair next to Michelle, Maggs set the plate down and Michelle's eyebrows rose all the way into her hairline. Andrea watched in horror as Maggs picked up a chocolate covered scorpion and bit into it. The guys had gathered behind his chair to see if he'd actually do it.
"Maggs, that is foul," Davis said with a shudder.
"Have you ever tried it?" Maggs asked, turning to look at Davis. Davis shook his head and took a step back.
"They taste like chocolate covered almonds," Jackie said, sitting down with a cup of coffee.
"I thought they were just a display thing. I've seen them get dust on them," Michelle said, wrinkling her nose.
"Johnnie got tired of them going bad in the case. So, we order a case, freeze them and keep a few in the refrigerator for the couple of people that eat them and the ants," Jackie said, shrugging.
"Other people eat them?" Maggs said in surprise.
"Yeah, that one guy. Curly hair, blue eyes. A little weird. Sometimes wears a lab coat," Jackie said, cocking her head trying to remember. The men looked around at each other and smiled.
"Dr. Hodgins," they said in unison.
"He's not weird, he's eccentric," Michelle said, lifting her truffle and taking a bite. The guys went back to their seats and Maggs turned his attention to Legates.
"What are you doing in my candy store?" He asked with a grin on his face.
Jackie sat forward as if to get Maggs attention.
"Michelle brought me here on our first date," Legates said, shrugging and sitting back. Maggs turned his attention to Michelle.
"What are you doing in my candy shop?" He asked her with emphasis on the you.
Jackie cleared her throat trying to stop him but it was too late. Michelle's mouth turned up at the corners as she sat forward and leaned towards Maggs as if telling him a secret.
"It's a coffee shop not a candy store. And as far as I know I was here first," she said in a whispery tone with a smirk on her face. Maggs looked over at Jackie in question and Jackie affirmed Michelle's statement.
"You suck," he said, flopping back in his chair.
Michelle smiled and wiggled back into her seat in the crook of Legates' arm with her coffee in her hands. Andrea laughed at Michelle's satisfied smile. The hush that fell over the group was broken by Perkins sudden choking at one of the tables. Michelle turned to see him chugging hot coffee and the guys laughing at him.
"He ate one of the habanero truffles didn't he?" Michelle asked, looking at Jackie who was giggling behind her hand and nodding. Michelle rolled her eyes and turned her attention back to Jackie.
"You going home for Christmas?" Michelle asked with an almost sympathetic look on her face.
"No, Johnnie asked me to stay and help so I am. He's got a buttload of orders to fill so I'll be spending the 21st through the 24th stuffing truffle boxes," she sighed. Michelle made a sympathetic noise in her throat.
"You spending the day with Cam?" Tanya asked, sipping her own coffee.
"Eh, I'm going to the dinner on Christmas Eve. Speaking of..." she said, turning to face Legates. He looked at her in question.
"Are you coming to Christmas dinner? You never gave me an answer," Michelle said. Techie reached around Andrea and thumped Legates in the back of the head.
"Of course I'm going, Baby," Legates said, wondering why she thought he wouldn't.
"You didn't sound positive when I first asked you," she said, shrugging.
Legates threw his head back and laughed. Shaking his head, he wiped the tears leaking from the corners of his eyes.
"I was teasing, Sweetheart," he said, still chuckling. She shrugged and took another sip of her coffee.
When the coffee was finished and the truffles gone, Jackie started clearing away the dishes. The group stood up and called their goodbyes as they left. Michelle smirked as Maggs stayed behind to talk to Jackie. Legates drove Techie and Andrea back to the dorms.
"I'll be right back," he told Michelle as he climbed out of the truck.
She burst out laughing when he returned carrying four pillows and the down comforter. She hopped out and opened the back door.
"Your dorm is cold," he said, grinning at her.
She ungracefully climbed back into the truck, laughing. After getting back into the truck, Legates pulled out of the parking lot and went down the road. Stopping at Target, he got out again. Michelle shook her head and propped her head on her hand. She was drifting off to sleep when the door opened and Legates climbed back in. She peeked into the bag and started giggling.
"I know the coffee was bad but sheesh," she said, still laughing.
He shrugged put the truck in gear and pulled out of the parking lot. Ten minutes later, he pulled into the parking lot at the dorms and parked the truck. Michelle opened the door, grabbed the bag with the coffee and got out. Legates got out, opened the back and grabbed the blankets and pillows. They went into the dorm and up to her room. When they entered, the dorm was dark.
Moving quietly, Legates walked to the bedroom. Michelle locked the door behind her and walked to the kitchen. After setting the coffee on the counter next to the machine, Michelle walked to her room and started pulling off her clothes. Legates had already changed and was lying on the bed enjoying the view. Michelle moved to the bathroom and came out a few minutes later. She sat down on the bed and reached for the alarm clock. Legates smacked his hand down on the clock.
"Tomorrow is Saturday and we have nowhere to be before noon. No alarm," he smiled, his eyelids drooping.
"Okay," she said, automatically reaching for the lamp only to realize that it was already on.
Shoving her legs under the covers, she turned on her side, put her head on his shoulder and he wrapped his arm around her waist. Letting out a sigh, she drifted off to sleep. Legates lay awake, tired but unable to stop his mind from running. What would he do if they sent him to Afghanistan again? How would he deal with being separated from her? As it was he couldn't stand going a day or two and the thought of not being able to hold her for a year just about made him sick.
Squeezing her a little tighter against himself, he dropped a kiss on her forehead and closed his eyes. There are some things that shouldn't be taken for granted. Legates fell asleep mentally counting his blessings.
The morning sunlight filtered through Michelle's eyelids and she groaned then looked at the clock. Rolling over, she found a line of pillows behind her and laughed. Rolling from the bed, she ambled into the bathroom. After a quick shower and getting dressed, she headed to the kitchen for coffee. She found Legates sitting on the couch with his elbows resting on his knees and his hands dangling between them.
One hand clutched the remote and the other was clenched in a tight knuckled grasp. She looked to the screen and him watching Bomb Patrol Afghanistan then walked over to him. Kneeling down, she removed the remote from his hand, turned off the TV and turned back to face him.
"Baby," she said softly.
"We are not entertainment. How dare they put something like that on the air. Do they think we're a joke that we're just here for people to watch?" He snarled, glaring at the TV which was now turned off.
"No, Honey, no one thinks that," she said, running her hand down the side of his face. He blew out an irritated breath and threw himself back on the seat.
"It falls under documentary. It's giving the American public a look at what you guys do over there. They get to see firsthand how dangerous it is on a daily basis," Michelle said soothingly. He sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose.
"Have you eaten? Had coffee?" She asked with a gentle smile.
"Nope, was waiting for you," he grunted, still irritated by the documentary.
Shaking his head, he scowled as thoughts ran through his head. Weren't the wives at home scared enough without having to see that sort of thing. How could a guy protect a loved one from massive amounts of fear after seeing that show. What the hell were the guys in that unit thinking? Were they thinking or did the Army do it as a publicity stunt?
Patting his knee, she stood up and moved to the kitchen. Walking away, she knew something was running through his mind but she wasn't sure she wanted to know. She was in the process of making coffee when Brittney stumbled from her room, Dwayne trailing behind her. Legates wandered into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator door. Grunting, he turned to look at Michelle.
"Baby, with the food you have in here you could make scrambled eggs, fried eggs, and poached eggs," Legates said, pointing to the carton of eggs on the bottom shelf. With a sigh, Michelle nodded.
"Brittney, we're going to Wicked Waffle," Michelle called out and headed to her room for her shoes.
A/N: Ohhh what's a wicked waffle? Shaving, parking, god awful sweaters, cupcakes, TLC, a mission, a jacket, vanilla ice cream, donations, Tian Shan, think tank, Matilda, snakes, snapping turtle, and The Nutcracker Suite.
A/N2: Okay so I have the blog all ready to post! All I have to do is hit the post button. Then I'm off to unpack my kitchen. I know I have food in there somewhere.
Please leave a review. They help me get through the thought of having to unpack everything I just packed. Argghhh.