Posted by Captain Alexander Cochrane (Commanding Officer) in A Meal, A Hearth, A Home

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She tucked her head under his chin and rested against his chest, one hand trailing slowly up and down his forearm. “I like the bigger bed,” she laughed softly, “and I was right, your feet don’t hang off the edge.” She shivered slightly and with a soft yawn tucked herself closer in his arms. “If we’re going with your rule of no clothes when it’s just us, either the temperature has to go up, or you have to keep me warm.” She kissed his neck softly and with another small yawn she closed her eyes and listened to the sound of his heart beating, and grinned because it was going as fast as hers was.
Revna ‘Home is better than Carnegie’ McKenzie

“Well, they hung off that one time… but I caught myself. Next time warn a guy before you bend over like that. I thought I was gonna break a hip.” and he grabbed the blanket and pulled it over her. “Oh, I have every intention of keeping you warm, Wife. As often and as creatively as I possibly can.” His eyes closed and he was just about to nod off when there was a chime of a message being received. He shook the shoulder she was laying on gently and said “Technically it’s your house. You have to answer the comms. Probably for you anyways.” and he yawned and blinked his eyes.

Mike ‘I’ll Do Windows But I’m Not A Secretary’ McKnzie

She grinned, “I did warn you, on stage, right before I kissed you, I told you that was the only warning you were ever gonna get. Besides,” she wound her arms slowly around his neck and began to kiss him, deeply, seriously, and then she pulled away, “you said you could handle me.” She teased and then snuggled back down.

The blanket along with Mike made her warm and more drowsy. She had every intention of falling asleep next to him and was at that point where any disruption would cause irritation. “They can leave a message.” And then it beeped again, and a third time. She got up thoroughly irritated, slipped her shirt and skirt back on and tried to fix her hair to no avail. She walked out to the comm panel and hit the button. “Yes?”
Revna ‘honeymoon people!’ McKenzie

It wasn’t a call, but it was a video message. A harried looking human male with bright red hair and full beard was walking through some kind of bog or moor. The sky behind him was overcast and gray. The look on the man’s face was one of concern… almost fear.

“Michael.” the man said, a thick Scottish accent already noticeable. “Listen… dunnae call back to her, ya her?” and he shook his head ruefully. “She dunna wanna hear from ye. I do, ya know that. I still loves ya, Michael. And I still fight for ya and I’ll keep fightin’ till ma last breath. But your da…” and he gritted his teeth in anger and hate, “… when he killed ya ma he killed the soul ‘a dis family. And what they did… ignoring ya all these years and leaving ya ta da wolves and the English… it tain’t right, Michael! But they lost their heart when he did it, ya know as well as me. Listen, I’ll call ya when I can, a’ight? And congratulations, brother mine. I know she must be a right lass for her to win you over. And I saw da vid! Easy on da eys, now ain’t she? Nice chest, too! Tell her I said soo!” and he smiled and laughed, but there was a bitterness to it. “I miss ya, Mikey. I gotta go. They’ll be askin’ where I went. Be good, lad. Cheers.”

Unknown Vulgar Scotsman

Normally Revna would never listen to Mike’s messages, but her husband drive her to distraction and left her fuzzy headed in a totally satisfied way. So it took a moment or three for her brain to catch up to her ears. As soon as the man mentioned Mike’s father she paused the message. She didn’t have to hear the rest to know that Mike was paying the price for his father’s actions. That he probably had been since he was a child, by the people who should have protected him and loved him. Her blood began to boil, training and compassion be d@&+ed. Mike had love to give in spades and if they couldn’t see that, see him as his own person Odin curse them, they didn’t deserve him.

It never occured to her to not tell him. That wasn’t her choice. It was his to decide if he watched it or not. She transferred it to a PaDD and walked slowly back down the hall towards the bed room. She slipped her shirt and skirt off before climbing back into bed with him. Mike was hers, not a patient or a colleague, her husband, the other half of her soul. He had family now, who wouldn’t bat an eye or care what his father had done. That would judge him on his own merits. “I love you not who anyone else sees, not what the universe sees, you.” She caressed his face, and kissed him gently. “The message is for you if you want it.”

Revna ‘I’ll kill them if they hurt him’ McKenzie