Back To The Future

Bobby sighed. He was bored. Working as a security consultant and PI just wasn't doing it for him. It was paying well enough. He'd cleared his debts. He had time to pursue his interests - he'd even managed to attend a seminar on profiling in his spare time, to keep his skills honed. But what was the point of these skills if he had no opportunity to use them?

He'd been the star student at the seminar, and the lecturer had taken a shine to him. She was in town from Quantico, and they'd enjoyed a long weekend of mutual gratification before she'd had to go back. They'd stayed in touch, and had plans to meet up for romantic weekends every month or two. So far they'd managed three hook-ups in four months, and it felt pretty serious. Jane was a petite brunette of 38, curvy, feisty and fiercely intelligent. Bobby was tempted to follow her back to Quantico to try for a profiling job with the FBI. Jane was toying with the idea of moving to New York to set up a profiling course at NYU. One way or another he was sure they'd end up together.

As he left the premises of a large jewellery manufacturer, whose staff he had been vetting, Bobby's phone rang.

"Goren."

"Eames."

"Hi ALex. How are things?"

Though they hadn't met up more than a handful of times since leaving MCS eight months earlier, Bobby and Alex kept in constant touch.

"Haven't you heard?" asked Alex.

"Heard what? No, don't tell me. They need you back in Major Case."

"Bobby Goren, how on earth do you know that?" Alex sounded exasperated.

"What?" Bobby almost yelled. "Are you serious?"

"Bobby, it's all over the news. There's a huge corruption scandal breaking through all levels of 1PP - the Commissioner, the Chief of Ds, they've all had to resign, and they've dragged so many people down with them, a whole bunch of squads are running low on juice."

"So they've recalled you, Alex?" Bobby was delighted. Eames was a top cop.

"They have. But I had one condition. They had to reinstate you." She paused. "If you'd like."

(And that's as far as I've got!)

CHAPTER 18-AT LAST

Bobby beat Alex to the bedroom just by a step or two. He stepped over to the bed and whipped back the covers. He turned to face Alex and saw excitement shining in her eyes. He held her at arms length and asked, “Are you sure?” Never blinking she asked him, “Are you?” He pulled her close, “Definitely!” he whispered, enveloping her in those magnificent arms. His kiss was hard. Exploring. He tightened his grip, picked her up and they fell across the bed. They rained kisses on each other, each one more urgent, passionate that the last. Bobby slowly worked his hand under Alex’s blouse leaving goose bumps in his wake. He managed to work it over her head and discard it on the floor. He expertly unfastened her bra with one hand and as he was removing it, he dropped his head and kissed her at the base of her throat, then between her breasts, then to the right, then to the left. Alex was trembling, the anticipation building rapidly. Bobby was fumbling with the button on her jeans. After what seemed like forever, Alex slapped his hand and pushed his had away. Surprised registered on his face. “Jesus Bobby,” she grinned, “I’ve seen your sleight of hand make quarters appear out of kids’ ears.’ She unbuttoned her jeans and Bobby chuckled, “I’m a little out of practice-” She cut him off with a long kiss as he wrestled off her jeans and panties. As he pushed up on his elbow, he caught his breath and eyed her lean, muscular body greedily. He rubbed his hand over her shoulders, down her side to the fullness of her hips. “You are SO beautiful,” he whispered as he ran his fingers, those long, beautiful fingers, across her belly, down her hip and along the inside of her thigh. Alex heard herself moan and felt herself trembling with his every touch that left the heat of burning desire on her skin. He fondled, kissed, nibbled, and tasted until he brought her to the brink more than once.
Never breaking his gaze, Bobby slowly pulled away from her and began to undress. The craziest thing crossed Alex’s mind as he did. She remembered him taunting a suspect with his shoe size. “What was it?” she thought, “Oh yeah, size 13” Bobby turned to crawl in the bed, Alex caught her breath and barely managed an “Ohhh!” He was rock hard and ready. As he pulled her close to him her hands hungrily explored his body. Finally when they could not stand it anymore, he took her. It was long, luxurious, lovemaking filled with the moans and groans of ecstasy. And when their passion rose to a climax, so did they.
Both of them were struggling to get their breathing under control. Bobby had Alex cupped to his side, lightly ribbing her arm; her head rested on his shoulder. After a while, Bobby, mustering all his strength, was able to speak. “Jesus, Alex!” was all he could manage. She kissed him on the jaw just under his ear, “All I can say is WOW!”
A little while later, Alex propped up on her elbow and stared into Bobby’s eyes. He looked at her blankly, “What?” he asked. Alex’s eyebrow shot up. He grinned. “I thought you would never ask,” as he reached for her. Alex pushed his hand away, slithered up his side and whispered in his ear as her hands roamed over his body, her kisses were soft and gentle on his lips, his chest, his bellybutton, downward. Alex sworn she saw Bobby’s eyes roll back in his head and heard him moan, “Oh God!” Round two had begun and it had the makings of putting round one to shame.
They lay in each others arms exhausted. Bobby nuzzled Alex’s neck and she snuggled closer. In a soft voice, Bobby told Alex, “I have known for years that this is the kind of relationship I have wanted with you.” He was waiting for her to say something Anything. The silence was deafening. Finally he propped up on his elbow, looking down on her face, still flushed with excitement, “And I want you to know, I’m not taking this lightly.” She pushed up on her elbow looking
Directly in to his expressive eyes; tears glistened in hers, “Do you think I take this lightly?” He swallowed hard, “No. It’s just-you didn’t say anything, I mean- no, no I don’t.” Alex wiped a tear off her cheek, “Good. Because I could not be any more serious about this relationship. This is the most important relationship in my life and I’m in for the long haul. Bobby leaned in gently stroking her cheek whispered, “I love you Alex Eames.” She smiled at him then mischievously nipped him on the chin. This resulted in a brief tussle resulting in a very naked Bobby pinning down an equally naked Alex. As she squirmed to free herself she could feel Bobby’s body responding. She stopped and whispered to Bobby, “Just hold me. Please.” Bobby slide off wrapped his arms around her; she kissed him at the base of the throat, “I love you Bobby Goren.”
They were cuddled together, breathing in sync as they drifted to sleep. This time there were no dreams. They had found their dreams in each other and in the immortal word of Etta James “AT LAST”.

By Lynn

CHAPTER 17 - AND SO IT BEGINS

Finally, Saturday morning dawned; the past few days had been long for Bobby and Alex. Bobby rose early and went to the market. When he had finished his shopping, he headed home to ready for the evening. He tidied up the apartment and when he finished, he stood back and eyed the results; yes sir, his D.I. would have been proud. His next stop was the kitchen; he measured, marinated, chopped and chilled in preparation. About two hours before Alex was scheduled to arrive, he showered and shaved. True to his word, he dressed down in jeans and a tee.
Meanwhile Alex had been mulling over a very pleasant dream she had last night. She thought about Bobby’s comment on staying in and she had to admit she was a little nervous but a whole lot excited by the thought. She was not sure where the evening would lead but if it took the path she thought it would, she would happily follow. When she started to dress, she remembered Bobby’s directive to dress casual. She smiled and added her own touch-something comfortable and easy to slide on (and off).
Alex arrived right on time. At her knock, Bobby opened the door and gave her a hello peck. “Mmm! Something smells good,” she commented as she followed him to the kitchen. “It’s Ma’s pot roast recipe,” he hesitated, then chuckled, “This was my specialty, Frank never got past spaghetti; both of us learned to cook at an early age.” Alex nodded but her heart ached; Bobby was still suffering intensely from his losses.
About thirty minutes later, they sat down to Chef Goren’s specialty. Bobby anxiously waited for Alex’s first taste. “This is delicious! Absolutely delicious!” A faint blush colored his cheeks as he thanked her. The dinner conversation was relaxed and a bit playful at times. Suddenly things got very quiet. Alex looked at Bobby and saw he was a thousand miles away. “A penny for your thoughts,” she whispered. He looked at her, “I’m sorry, Alex. I was just thinking.” She raised her eyebrow in question. Bobby smiled weakly, “Do you ever feel, uh, do you think I could ever be like Brady?” “Never Bobby; never in a million years,” she whispered. He nodded, “I just wondered, I mean I wanted to know if you ever thought about me and-” his voice trailed off. Alex smiled, “I do think about you.” This time it was Bobby’s turn to raise an eyebrow and her turn to lean in; she kissed his cheek, “However, my thoughts are much more pleasant.” He grinned and stood pulling Alex up with him and guided her to the living room.
Bobby dropped down on the couch pulling Alex down in his lap, “Now, what should we do with the rest of the evening?” Alex grinned mischievously, reached around Bobby and grabbed the TV remote from off the end table, “We could watch a movie,” she said as she clicked on the TV. Bobby looked at her in disbelief just as the evening’s feature was announced-“Household Saints.” Alex exclaimed, “Ohh! I’ve always wanted to see this movie!” Bobby caught the feigned excitement in her voice, “Seen it. Lousy movie. The male lead needed acting lessons,” he poked back. In one smooth move, he removed the remote from her, clicked off the TV, stood and held it high over his head. “No fair!” Alex exclaimed as she made a futile swipe at the remote. Bobby snickered, “All’s fair in love and war.” Alex stopped dead still and eyeing him responded, “War?’ Bobby playfully taunted, “Yeah. War.” He turned to walk away from the couch, “Let’s just put this right up here,” and pointed to the top of a high bookcase. With a loud whoop, Alex launched herself off the couch and landed on Bobby’s broad back. And the tussle began. They landed in the floor where they rolled, tumbled, tickled, grabbed and grappled; both laughing so hard they were gasping for breath. Alex was definitely giving the big man a fine run for his money. Bobby finally landed flat of his back, Alex pinning those magnificent shoulders with her forearms while straddling his hips. Suddenly the tussling stopped. The laughter ceased. Only their labored breathing could be heard. Bobby and Alex stared into each other's eyes. Slowly Alex slid her arms around his neck and kissed him gently on the lips. “Is this more like what you had in mind?” she asked innocently. “Mmm,” Bobby responded while slowly snaking his hand under Alex’s blouse, his other hand on her butt, pressing her to him. She leaned in again and gave him an award winning exploring kiss. When he came up for air, he pushed her back a fraction and managed to gasp, “Bedroom!”

By Lynn.