Posted by Commander Shara Calloway (Chief Intelligence Officer) in Tennessee, Earth - Home Sweet Home

Posted by Civilian Micah Pikelsimer (Federation Security Agent) in Tennessee, Earth - Home Sweet Home

Posted by Commander Shara Calloway (Chief Intelligence Officer) in Tennessee, Earth - Home Sweet Home
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“Sounds perfect,” Shara said with a smile. It was entirely coincidental- their finding each other in all the mess of their lives- but like it had once before in her life, something about it felt bigger than that. And for now she was content to just let it be. “Actually…”

She pulled off to the side and grabbed her coffee mug before snuggling in back against Micah. Now it’s perfect.”

~Shara

Micah smiled and settled next to her. For almost an hour, they sat, relaxed, and just were. Finally breaking the silence, he said “Oddly enough… I think I’m getting hungry. What say I make us a couple ‘a breakfast sandwiches and we go jump in the creek? After, if you want, we can take a hike and sweat out some of the moonshine. And you can start seeing your land. Or… we lay here all day and just wallow in headaches. I’m game either way.” and he laughed softly.

Micah

A part of her was loathe to change where they were as she was just too comfortable and the quietude had been allowing her to slowly wrap her mind around the fact that she was married. To Micah. “I don’t wallow. Well, not usually,” she said, tipping her head up and kissing up on the jaw. “Breakfast sounds good. Let’s go see our land. And for the record, I’m getting us a piano. You might not play but no home of mine is gong to be without music,” she said matter-of-factly.

Grudgingly, she sat forward and slipped out of the tub, grabbing a towel of herself and tossing one at Micah.

~Shara

Micah watched her as she climbed out of the tub and grinned. “You are the hottest wife I’ve ever had.” and caught the towel in his metal hand. “And as far as a house without music? Shit… get dressed and I’ll show how much you got that wrong.” He started drying off and then went into the bedroom and got dressed in faded cargo pants and a olive green t-shirt with a military unit crest on the left breast. He grabbed his boots and headed downstairs, giving her a wink.

Micah

With a smirk on her face, Shara dried and dressed, taking her time. Her head wasn’t as bad as it was earlier but it was unlikely she’d ever inflict a hangover like that upon herself anytime soon.

Stepping down the stairs she had on her own cargo pants with a loose fitting cream linen shirt that buttoned halfway down from the V neck. Hand on the rail, Shara stopped and was momentarily lost in thought, a smile slipping on to her face before she moved once again, joining Micah.

~Shara

Micah watched her come down as he stood by the wall on the far side of the fireplace. “What was that look for, wife of mine?” he asked with a curious grin and then pressed a concealed button in the wood of the wall.

A section of the wall slid up to reveal a deep and softly lit closet… or maybe a small room. Shelves lined the walls, and each shelf held thin objects that looked almost like magazines, but stiffer…

Records. Actual vinyl records. Hundreds of them. And a turntable built into the wall. Micah stepped back and gestured for her to look, a massive smile on his face.

“My great-great-great-great- oh who the hell knows how many greats back Grandad and Granny started the collection when records were just starting. The family has kept it up ever since. I tell ya… my brothers and sisters? This is what they really wanted. But I hid it from ‘em when I left for the Corps. No way in hell was I gonna let this go.”

Micah