Long before they finished their meal, they went to the living room and discussed more of their situation as Catherine marveled at the idea of Shawn knowing how to sketch and paint.
He explained that he had become interested in art as a boy scout after earning the Art merit badge. Since his parents' passing, he had taken up recreation as a way of healing.
Chuckling Shawn shared that he had become quite good at caricature drawing and had made a small number of admirers, especially the girls he had dated since God knows when. Catherine commented that she would love to see his work and asked if he wouldn't mind drawing her. "Hell, it'll give us something to do," as she glimpsed over her shoulder, to imply the snow was still plummeting with wrath outside.
After she finished her research, Shawn grabbed a
As Catherine drank from her glass, she added, "So shall we start or what? If the power doesn't come back on, it's going to get really cold. " She added, with a wicked smile, "What better way to warm up than sharing some body heat?"Shawn nodded his head, smirked back and said, "Hmmm, making babies? I like making babies…""We're playing games, Shawn, strip games, not making babies!" she rolled her eyes."Bloody the same." He added and handed her the wine.Catherine nodded and said, "That's right." She then reached across the table and clasped his hand. She mumbled that she was grateful that he had come to her rescue, and this was the least she could do in return. "Oh really? Yet, you didn't go out when you escaped from Javier's men?"
Warning Rated SPG 18+Catherine knew she was playing a very dangerous game that would inevitably end with her screaming for him to go harder and faster, and she was all the more excited about it. Shawn managed a faint smile, all the while never leaving his eyes. She pinched her nipples to bring them to prominence as she stared down at herself. Shawn groaned. She looked up at him after that, then twisted and pinched her nipples once again, wondering excitedly. "So, what's up, husband? Do you want to play more games?"He was about to say anything when he heard a clicking sound, and the overhead light in the kitchen came on, along with the gentle sound of the central heater blowing air."Yes, electricity is back! Catherine happily muttered as she flung herself towards him with a deligh
The next morning, the couple travelled to the nearby town, Shawn stared across the table at Catherine as she sipped her coffee. Her short dark blonde hair shimmered in the sunlight, a pearlescent wave amid a smooth clear sea.They’d requested a table on the street to sip their coffee and have breakfast waiting for Eddie’s men, and they planned to go to Gretna Green village. The cool morning air gave necessity to light jackets, but the bright morning sun bathed them in a solace heat as they ate their breakfast of eggs, pancakes, fresh apples, and peanut butter jelly sandwiches.The small Scottish cafe overlooked over the city in the distance, high above the rooftops of the multicoloured cottages and marts that streaked the streets.
"You know what? I really don't understand those religious fanatics or those who believe they can change the world." Catherine grumbled under her breath and took the egg, followed by another sip of tea. "I know, it is so complicated. My uncle Alfonso would be glad to explain it to you. The old man must be insane, but he had his fair share of beliefs and ideals, though they will bore you to death." "Thank God, I didn't meet him." "You bet!" Shawn smiled and thought his mind was occupied with something more than just keeping his wife alive at all cost. He’d intentionally not told Eddie where he was staying in case someone was eavesdropping on their conversations. That sort of thing didn’t happen often, but it did happen from time to time and in much more secure institutions than theirs. While Eddie's resources were pretty tight, they did experience issues with hackers now and then. Those who ambushed them in the airport couldn’t have learned where he was from skimming emails or text
Gretna Green VillageDr. Lanna Roundwater sat at a cafe along the street in front of her office. She was busy at sixty-five years of age, as she travelled a lot. While looking at the scenery outside her favourite cafe while enjoying her morning tea, tourists passed by while bicyclists pedaled by in a casual rhythm, clearly in no hurry to get wherever they were going. Pedestrians strolled by at a similar pace, leisurely and carefree. The high late morning sun beamed down brightly, and despite a chill in the fall air, she didn’t feel the cold in her white office shirt and black slacks.
Shawn and Catherine were jolted from their seats when they heard a similar bombing fifty-five miles away from Gretna Green village. It was an identical assault by an unknown group of criminals. "What the hell was that, Shawn?" Catherine yelled, her ears ringing as she had been deep down in the ocean deep. People around them in the cafe scampered after the initial shock. "I think it's a bomb!" "Jesus! Was it for us?" "I have no idea," Shawn growled as he took his gun and took Catherine's hand as they ran outside the cafe. He saw a dark red sedan parked next to the sidewalk, mere feet from a sidewalk cafe not unlike the one they'd just left. Not a car accident. Based on the blast, the charred building next to the wreckage, and the number of casualties, there was no questioning what happened. "Oh, God, S-Shawn! S-so many wounded." "This was a terrorist attack," Shawn answered with a visible rage, while a siren could be heard from the distance. An ambulance screeched around the corn
Seven hours later, Shawn stepped out of the cafe holding what Catherine assumed was a cup of coffee.After Shawn gave the shooter to the police officer, the man took a gun and killed himself.Then, Shawn and Catherine drove to Gretna Green village and found out that they too had had a similar accident, and the people were on edge, as they rested in the cafe in front of the wreckage after Dr. Lanna Roundwater left them. They had a conversation earlier, and the piece of the tablet was given to Shawn, and now they were both relentless about what to do about it.Their nerves were still tingling from the shocks. Now they know
Warning Rated SPG "I think you two need to rest first. Both of you looked dead anyway. I have a guest room. Feel free to use it, and after dinner, we shall visit the orphanage." Doctor Lanna garbled and gestured to the guest room. They nodded and were grateful for the hospitality. "Thank you, doctor." "No worries, dear. You two are always welcome" As they close the door, Shawn kisses Catherine, "Shawn wait…" "I can't wait any more…" "We are supposed to be resting, sleeping…" "But I miss you already," Shawn added with a kiss.