Erica really isn't worrying. Not at all. The pacing she's doing isn't worrying. It's just that her husband is out breaking up a fight when she would really love to be there. Not fighting, of course. No. Not punch throwing. Probably ( Read more... )

(Continued from here.)Sighing softly as he kisses her, Erica raises her arms over her head so that he can pull her shirt off. Well, his shirt that is now stretched out. She tried to pick one that he didn't wear all the time, but enough to smell like him even when she washed it ( Read more... )

( Continued from here)Erica makes her way back to the bedroom, and because she doesn't know about all of these glowing lights, she finds the candles and matches, and lights all of them she can find, then flips that switch so that only the glow of the candles is in the room. It's like home, and it's much, much better for her. Some things she loves - ( Read more... )

After three days of lying in bed and suffering from whatever cold virus she had, Erica's finally up, looking more like a human being than she has since last Friday. Taking a long shower, she actually feels good after, and while she does toy with the idea of going in to work, she decides the glares from John wouldn't be worth it. She knows when she' ( Read more... )

Erica's not sure how John wanted to spend their evening after dinner, but they're currently shopping at one of the stores that seems to have opened recently catering to baby needs. It seemed the village realized there was a baby boom, and was compensating ( Read more... )

Erica's wearing John's sweater already, and has a hoodie for him. She's outside on the balcony, sitting on a blanket she's laid out, leaning against a wall ( Read more... )

The entire way back to the hotel, Erica's asking if everyone's okay, if anyone else got hurt. Every time John reassures her, she nods, goes quiet, then thinks about something else to obsess over. Anything so that she doesn't have to think about herself any time in the immediate future. Her arms are aching from being tied behind her body, her wrists ( Read more... )

Erica likes to try and surprise John when she can. They both work a lot, and when they're home, they're home spending time with Puck and Angel, playing with the puppies. And she loves it - Erica absolutely loves it. But every couple needs uninterrupted time alone, and that's what she's going for tonight. She knows he's working late, and that's fine ( Read more... )

Erica loves feeling like this. Like nothing is ever going to be wrong, and she can forget that she's in a village sometimes that likes to fuck with everyone. All that matters on nights like these are her and John ( Read more... )

It's taken a lot to keep a secret from John. Especially one like the pictures. But she knows if she waits and goes through with her plan as scheduled, it'll be worth it in the end. So, she seals up all of the pictures in a manila envelope and marks it 'FOR THE CHIEF'S EYES ONLY - CONFIDENTIAL'. Then she puts it in the desk drawer where he keeps his ( Read more... )