Alex Problems

Chapter 4

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Amy's P.O.V.

It had been about four months since the incident happened. In that time, Stone and I tried to have another baby but then work got in the way and we didn't have time. That was awkward to say. Anyway, Sam and I were cheering on our men during the soccer game. I had wanted to participate in the game but I had splitting headaches.

Stone was in goal and he was looking quite sexy with his hair stuck to his forehead like that. Wow, sorry, hormones have been out of control lately. Moving on, Hopper was about to score when he got smashed in the face, thanks to his favorite Japanese commander, Nagata.

Hopper took a shot and missed, by a long shot. I walked onto the field and up to Stone. "Good job in goal, babe," I smiled, hugging him.

He hugged me back. "How's your headache?" Stone asked.

"Better. Come on, let's go home because you need a shower." Stone chuckled, wrapped his arm around my shoulders, and led me to the car after saying good bye to Hopper and Sam.

The Next Day . . .

Stone was called up to the podium to give a speech just as Sam and Hopper got here. My dad was sure going to love this. I was standing with the other head medics of the battleships. After Stone cut the cake, everybody broke form and mingled.

I didn't want to eat any cake, unless everybody felt like watching me puke all over the deck and clean it up. I made my way over to Stone. "Nice speech, Commander," I pecked his lips.

Right when we were about to share another kiss, Hopper rushed over. "Stone, I'm freaking out, dude," Hopper whined.

Stone rolled his eyes and turned his attention to Hopper. "I told you, just go march up to him and ask him."

"Trying to ask permission for Sam's hand?" I asked. Hopper nodded. "I'll go butter him up," I sighed.

I walked over to Sam and my dad. "Hey dad," I said hugging him.

"If you're trying to butter me up for Hopper, your sister already tried that."

"Yeah, well I'll just go now," I sighed. I saw my dad chuckle and shake his head.

When I got back to Stone, Hopper was gone. "Where did he go?"

"I don't-"

"Commander Stone, Lieutenant Amelia you might want to know about Hopper," Ord interrupted. The poor boy was always so formal or just flat out confusing.

"What has he done now?" Stone sighed.

"Come on, it's not like they'll kick him out of the Navy, right?"

Ord opened his mouth, then closed it. Stone sighed, then stormed off to find his brother. I pinched the bridge of my nose in annoyance. "He's never going to marry her now," I muttered to myself. I walked around the ship until I found Stone staring at the watering muttering to himself.

"You're muttering," I giggled.

"I don't mutter," he retorted.

I smiled and rubbed his tense shoulders. After I felt the muscles relax under my fingers, Stone spoke. "I don't know what to do anymore, Amy."

I sighed and place a hand on his cheek so that he would look at me. "Stone," I soothed quietly," don't worry about Hopper's problems. He's not a kid anymore, Stone."

"But, he's my little brother!" Stone sighed raising his voice slightly.

"I know that Stone, I have a younger sister if you'd forgotton. But you have to let them grow on their own."

"But-"

"But nothing. Stone, I know you care about your brother so much. But, I don't want to see you be dragged down with him."

Stone sighed and pulled me in for a hug. "I'm sorry for raising my voice at you."

I hugged him back. "It's okay, Stone-"

"-No it's not, this is a problem between me and Alex, not you." I smiled and got on my tippy toes to give him a kiss. "Can I make it up to you somehow?" He whispered into my ear.

I looked at him in the eye and said," Pray that any child of ours doesn't pick up on their Uncle Alex. I don't think I could handle being grey at forty." Stone smiled at my joke, kissed my head, and led me to the car.

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