Hanley
rolled in her sleep, trying not to disturb Ben as he snored softly beside her.
No matter which way she twisted, she couldn’t get comfortable. What is wrong
with me? As she shifted to her side, she felt Ben stir beside her just before
his elbow connected with the back of her head. Grumbling, she grabbed her
pillow and huffed her way down to the couch.
His
return was nothing like she had thought it would be. Sure, the first night had
been amazing, beyond words even. They had lain in each other’s arms, content
with the silence. No words were needed. Now though, she couldn’t even sleep in
her own bed at night. After having the space to herself for almost a year, the
body lying beside her felt foreign.
There
must be something wrong with me. What woman feels this way when her husband
comes home from a deployment? A bad wife, that’s what kind of woman.
It
wasn’t just the bed either. She found herself constantly watching him with
Isaac and, worse even, scrutinizing his actions. It’s not like before having
Isaac she had any experience with babies. Nonetheless, she constantly corrected
him when he spent time with their son.
“Ben, honey, can you tilt the
bottle up a bit more? If you leave it at that angle, it gets bubbles.”
“He likes the dinosaur toy in the
bath, not the truck. Here, I’ll switch with you.”
“Oh honey, let me take him. If you
don’t use just the right amount of powder, he gets diaper rash.”
“He prefers good night moon instead of
singing. If you don’t know the words, I can tell him the story.”
He was
a good father. She knew that. She could see it in his eyes when he held his
son. So why did she feel the need to constantly supervise the time he spent
with Isaac? Worse yet, why must she find fault with every way he interacted
with him? It made her feel ridiculous but no sooner than vowing to stop would
she catch herself at it again.
“Good
morning beautiful. You weren’t in bed when I woke up.” She felt Ben’s arms
around her waist and turned to give him a kiss. There was nothing she could
criticize about the kisses.
“Sorry.
I had trouble sleeping last night so I came downstairs. I didn’t want to keep
you up. I made breakfast,” she gestured to the pancakes on the counter before
grabbing a few plates from the cabinet.
“It’s
hard, huh?” She looked at him quizzically as they sat eating their breakfast,
waiting for him to continue. “Adjusting again. You’re not that good at hiding
your feelings baby.”
“Oh
Watcher! I’m sorry! Ben, I’m so happy you’re home. And I love you. Please don’t
be mad.”
“Han,
sweetheart, I could never be mad.” He turned in his chair and reached up to
stroke her cheek. “This is normal. If you’re that worried about it, we can talk
to someone. But I promise, everything will be fine. We just need time.”
The few
weeks that Ben had home for his post deployment leave were soon up. He went
back to work which made pretending that he had never left much easier. Their
old morning routine fell back into place: the two of them waking to the alarm,
Ben going out for his morning run while Hanley took a shower. When he got back,
they would share a cup of coffee before he had to leave. The biggest difference
being that both Hanley and Isaac would send him off with kisses before work
now.
“How
was your day?” Hanley met Ben in the driveway, like she used to when they had
first moved to town. Despite the tension between them sometimes, the sound of
his truck pulling into the driveway still made her break into a huge grin.
“Nothing
too exciting happened. Mostly boring meetings going over the training schedule.”
“Would
you like to go out this weekend? Emme said she could watch Isaac for us.”
“That
sounds great sweetheart,” he agreed giving her a kiss. “Did you have anything
in mind? If not, I’ve got an idea.”
That
Friday night, the two of them headed over to Andromeda’s. Ben had heard the bar
was bringing in some live music, a band called Minor Wolves, which he wanted to
check out. Hanley had never heard of them but she rarely turned the radio on
and, when she did, it was usually some form of cartoon music for Isaac.
The place was pretty packed and the
band already on stage when they arrived. Hanley found them a seat at one of the
high tops while Ben grabbed them a couple of beers from the bar.
“You
know, I think I might actually recognize
them.”
“Maybe.
They’ve become a pretty big thing. They’ve toured a couple times, mostly
overseas. And they won the last Battle of the Bands.”
“The
blonde one with the glasses is really cute!”
He
turned to look at her with a smirk. “You do know your husband is sitting right
here, right?”
“I’m
married, not blind. And let’s be honest, they’re all attractive.”
“Touché.
And I’ll tell you what; if he tries to pick you up, you have my blessing.”
Her
brow furrowed and she tilted her head, eyeing him with suspicion before the
truth dawned on her. “He’s totally involved with someone, isn’t he?”
“Happily
married to the guy in the blue shirt.”
“Aww,
good for them! Sad for me because I guess that means I’m stuck with you.” He
grinned, grabbing her hand. “Where are we going?”
“Well,
if you’re stuck with me, I might as well at least try to show you a good time.
Let’s dance!”
“Do you remember the first time we did this?”
They’d picked Isaac up from Emme’s and settled him into his crib. They now sat
outside in the dew kissed grass, just beyond the halo of light from their porch
and gazed up at the stars.
“At the
beach, when you told me that you were falling for me?” She grinned at him,
enjoying the memory of watching him squirm and the butterflies she’d felt in
her stomach as she realized she was falling for him too.
“I’ve
never spoken truer words.” He turned to her with a furrowed brow. “You’ve changed
since I’ve been gone. We both have. You don’t need me anymore. Not that you
needed me before. Crap, I’m saying this wrong.” She shifted in the grass,
suddenly feeling fluttering in her stomach again. The memory of fluttering
butterflies suddenly morphed into a swarm of angry wasps. He said we just
needed time. What’s he saying?
“I
mean, you’re stronger. I’m so proud of you. You’ve given up so much to be with
me. You gave birth to our son while I was gone and you make the best of
whatever situation we’re thrown. Back then, I was falling for you and when we
got married I never imagined I could love you anymore than I did then. I was
wrong.”
With
Isaac’s birthday just around the corner, Hanley had enrolled in a cooking class
at the local bakery. She couldn’t believe her tiny boy was going to be a
toddler. With direction, she was soon weeping over a perfectly iced birthday
cake.
“Come
on in. The present pile is on the counter in the kitchen.” Emme and Todd
arrived with Darcy and Kelli in tow. Josephine and Jesse had arrived a bit
earlier with Felix, who would be celebrating his own birthday in a few more
weeks.
Even
Flynn and Gemma with her daughter Sherry had managed to squeeze in a trip to
town for Isaac’s birthday.
Having
so much of her family together made Hanley miss the others that much more. Hal
had wanted to come but was playing in an away game across the country. And, the
absence of both of her parents was strongly felt. Milo had passed away shortly
before Ben came home. She was thankful that he at least got to meet his first
grandchild and had been there for her when she needed him most.
About
an hour into the party, Hanley decided it was time for the birthday boy to blow
out his candle. The party was already trudging into afternoon and nearing Isaac’s
naptime. Though the party was, of course, in his honor, it was important to
keep to their routine. Letting him skip nap time was a risk, and epic meltdown,
she wasn’t willing to chance.
Ben
handed out the noise makers and joined her at the side of the counter. She blew
out the candles with her boy and, in the blink of an eye, she and Ben were the
proud parents of a toddler!
“Get
together, get together! Before long he’ll be going to prom and you’ll be sad
you don’t have more pictures,” Emme urged pushing them towards each other. She
always carried a camera with her and insisted on taking dozens of pictures of
everything. Both her daughters were still toddlers and they already had two
photo albums apiece. Knowing Emme would never rest until she had at least one
family photo that she approved, Hanley and Ben gathered Isaac between them and
smiled for the camera. Despite her careful plans, Isaac was still fussy and,
after about a dozen takes, they called it quits and Hanley hurried upstairs to
get him down for his nap while Ben thanked their guests for coming.
After
Felix’s birthday, Josephine and Hanley often met at the park during the week to
catch up and let the little ones play together.
“I have
some news,” Josephine announced as the two took a seat on a nearby bench. “I’m
pregnant!”
“Oh my
Watcher Jo, really? You weren’t kidding when you said you loved being pregnant.
I can’t imagine having another one.” She glanced down and shifted her son,
who’d been tugging on her hair.
“This
one wasn’t quite so planned. Apparently, some women are more fertile after
giving birth.” Jo smiled and Hanley knew that, accident or not, Jo was still
thrilled with the news. “We’re not telling ‘people’ yet but I had to tell someone!”
Isaac
couldn’t stop wriggling around so the moms made their way to the sandbox. Isaac
would be content for a while with plastic toys to bang and dirt to dig in.
Felix was much more docile as a toddler and was content to curiously gaze at
everything going on around him.
“So you
and Ben don’t want any more?”
“We
haven’t really discussed it. He missed so much with Isaac and another
deployment is inevitable. I just want to be able to enjoy the time the three of
us have together now.”
“Honey,
don’t forget that you and Jesse promised to take the boys trick or treating this
afternoon before the party,” Hanley called up the stairs to Ben as she fed
Isaac his lunch. “I’ve got to run to the store to get some stuff for the party
so I’ll see you when you guys get back.”
After
she left, Ben got himself and Isaac dressed and met Jesse and Felix outside to
begin the trip up and down the street.
He
dropped Isaac off at the sitter’s house on his way home and then headed
upstairs to see if Hanley was ready to go. She was standing in front of the
bathroom mirror, still wrapped in her towel but as he entered the room she
turned to stare at him, leaning against the doorjamb.
“What?”
“Just
thinking about how sexy you look. Where’d you find that?” He forgot he hadn’t
shown her the actual costume when they’d discussed what to wear to the party.
“Oh, this old thing? I had it lying around,
from my vigilante days, before I went into the honest hero business. Pays less
of course but the uniform is much more comfortable.” He glanced at his phone.
“If you don’t hurry, we’re going to be late.”
Hanley
dropped her towel and stepped close to him, nudging him until he was sitting on
the edging of the bed. “We’ll be late.”
“Wow!
Josephine really went all out, didn’t she?” The front of the house was bedecked in
pumpkins with a scarecrow watching over the entryway. Dry ice seeped out from
under the door, lending a creepy air to the porch.
“There
you are!” Josephine beckoned them inside as they climbed the stairs. “Everyone
is already here. I was beginning to think the two of you weren’t going to make
it.” Ben and Hanley exchanged sheepish grins before crossing the threshold.
“Have
you told her yet,” Jesse pulled Ben towards the kitchen.
“Where’d
your other costume go,” Ben asked, noticing that Jesse was now dressed as a
medieval knight rather than simply wearing his work uniform.
Jesse
groaned. “Jo had this waiting for me when I got back. Apparently a firefighter
was fine for going around with Felix but not for the party. Stop changing the
subject.”
“No, I
haven’t told her yet. I hate giving her bad news.”
“You
know you have to tell her at some point.”
Chapter 7.4 Chapter 7.6
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Author's Notes:
* I really was trying to be more timely but...I failed.
* goodnightlittlewing from tumblr was kind enough to let me borrow her band for the date night pictures.
* At least until the end of the generation, I will be duel posting here and on tumblr. I know I mentioned switching to tumblr previously, but it feels weird to just stop in the middle of a generation. There are definitely pros and cons to both (I really like my layout for the table of contents and download pages over on tumblr). And with Blogger deciding against pulling content, I decided against moving everything from here to Wordpress. So if you follow me both places, I apologize for the duplicates.
* I really was trying to be more timely but...I failed.
* goodnightlittlewing from tumblr was kind enough to let me borrow her band for the date night pictures.
* At least until the end of the generation, I will be duel posting here and on tumblr. I know I mentioned switching to tumblr previously, but it feels weird to just stop in the middle of a generation. There are definitely pros and cons to both (I really like my layout for the table of contents and download pages over on tumblr). And with Blogger deciding against pulling content, I decided against moving everything from here to Wordpress. So if you follow me both places, I apologize for the duplicates.