Coming Home
A Bo & Nora Short
The LPD:
Bo’s office:
Another all nighter, another night spent together in his office. She knew when she took the job as A.D.A. they would be spending a lot of time together, but she never thought she would begin to feel that familiar tug, that feeling that only he had been able to make her feel. At first she thought these feelings were coming back because of Matthew, but she knew that wasn’t the reason. She knew they were coming from some where deep down inside of her. She left the office at night thinking about him, she went to bed at night thinking about him, and not as Bo Buchanan the father, but as Bo Buchanan the man.
She looked up at him pouring over the files, his brow creased in concentration, and she no longer saw Bo Buchanan, her ex-husband, she saw Bo Buchanan, Matthew’s father. Ever since they found out the truth, she can’t help but wonder if things would have turned out different between them, if all their dreams of being a family would have come true.
They’ve been working so closely again and it was nice, it was nice seeing her everyday, arguing over a case, the late night junk food binges, the laughter. What he never expected though was to leave the office at night still thinking about her. To lie there in bed at night and wonder what his life would have been like if they had learned the truth sooner. These feelings of “what could have been” have been coming back stronger since the hostage situation at the diner. He knew some of these feelings had to do with Matthew, but they were also coming from some where different, from some where deep down in his soul.
He looked up and saw her sitting there across from him lost in thought and he no longer saw Nora Buchanan, his ex-wife, but Nora Buchanan, the mother of his child. He saw a part of their past dreams finally coming to realization. If only they had learned the truth earlier, if only things had been different.
Looking at her watch, “Well I better get going. MaryAnn has been wonderful about staying late, but I don’t want to take advantage.”
“That’s fine, I’m going to call it a night soon myself. I’ll see you tomorrow.”
Gathering up her briefcase, “Good night, Bo.”
“Night, oh and Nora, kiss Matthew good night for me, please.”
“Of course I will.”
They exchanged a knowing look and as she felt the heat rise up her neck she quickly turned and walked out of his office.
He looked back down at the open file on his desk. He wanted to finish this one last file before he called it a night.
Twenty minutes later:
She walked into the quiet house. She laid her briefcase and purse down on the bench beside the door as she kicked her shoes off. She walked into the living room where MaryAnn was closing her book and gathering up her bag.
“Thanks again MaryAnn.”
“No problem Ms. Buchanan.”
“I’ll see you in the morning.”
“I’ll be here around eight.”
“Sounds perfect.”
MaryAnn let herself out quietly closing the door behind her. Nora walked up to Matthew’s bedroom and quietly opened the door. She walked over to his bed and pulled the covers back over him. She leaned down and kissed his forehead, one kiss from his mother, and one from his father.
Whispering, “I love you sweetheart, and so does your daddy. You’re one lucky boy Matthew, having two daddies who love you.”
She closes his door and walks back downstairs. Ever since the hostage ordeal she’s been having trouble sleeping and she’s been having the same nightmare over and over again. She walked into the kitchen and grabbed the ice cream out of the freezer. She walked back into the living room and lay down on the couch. She took a few bites of the ice cream and laid the carton back on the table. She grabbed one of the throw pillows and rolled over on her side. She fell into a fitful sleep a few minutes later.
Bo closed the file and put it away in the desk drawer. He stood up and walked over to the coat hanger and grabbed his jacket. He looked at his watch, “after midnight”, Gabrielle is not going to be happy, he thought to himself. He walked towards the door when he noticed her cell phone lying on the floor. He knew she was going to be lost without it so he picked it up. He’d drop it off on his way home.
He walked up to her front door and noticed all the lights were out. He peeked through one of the windows and saw her lying on the couch. He was about to knock on the door when he heard her cries coming through the opened window. He looked around the porch knowing she always left a spare key under a fake rock. He found it lying on the ground in the flower bed. He opened the front door and rushed over to her. She was having a nightmare that much he could tell.
Laying his hand on her shoulder, “Nora, Nora, wake up. Can you hear me? Wake up. You’re having a nightmare. It’s okay Nora wake up.”
Still half asleep, “No, don’t. Don’t shoot…(sits up straight) Oh my God.”
“Nora.”
“No get a way from me.”
“Nora it’s me. It’s Bo.”
“Bo?”
“Yeah…My God Nora, you’re shaking.
He took her in his arms hoping he could get her to stop shaking. She clung to him trying to calm herself down. She broke the embrace but not completely. He still held his arms around her as she looked into his eyes. They continued to stare at each other for a few seconds. He wipes a few of her fallen tears off her face. His touch burned her cheek, a touch that was so familiar. He looked deep into her eyes once again and he couldn’t stop the feelings any more, nor did want to. He slowly brought his lips towards hers. A soft kiss quickly turns passionate as the feelings they’ve both been pushing down rose to the surface. He lays her back against the couch never breaking the kiss. Everything comes rushing back and it’s as though they’ve never spent a night without the other. They continue to kiss as she reaches out and begins to unbutton his shirt. He breaks the kiss to look in her eyes.
Quietly, “Are you sure?”
With eyes so full of the love that has never gone away, “I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life.”
At last my love has come along
My lonely days are over
And life is like a song
Ohh yeah yeah
At last
the skies above are blue
My heart was wrapped up in clover
The night I looked at you
He kissed her again knowing there was no turning back. He began unbuttoning her shirt as she loosened his tie. Her fingers fumbled with his buttons as he trailed kisses down her neck and along her collarbone. She pushed the sleeves of his shirt down over his arms until his shirt laid on the floor. He kissed down her chest until he came to the valley in between her breasts. He undid the front clasp of her bra, exposing her breasts to him for the first time in such a long time. He looked at her in amazement. She hadn’t changed at all; she only got better with time. He took her full breast in his mouth as he caressed her nipple with his tongue. Her breath caught in her throat as she felt him begin to unbutton her skirt, as he continued to tease her breasts with his tongue. She felt her desire pool between her legs as he began to lower the zipper on her skirt. He slipped her skirt over her hips exposing her body fully to him. Her legs quivered as he ran his hand over her flat stomach before he brought it down in between her legs. His finger slipped inside her. He added another until his fingers were completely inside of her pleasuring her like only he can. He continued to stroke her; rubbing his fingers over her most sensitive spot. He felt her tighten around his fingers. He had to fight his body’s urge for release. He continued to caress her as he brought her closer and closer to the edge. She held tightly to his shoulders as her entire body tensed. She let out a long moan as her body was thrust into an earth shattering climax. Bo drew her into a passionate kiss. He broke away from her lips and began to caress her neck with his tongue. He knew what drove her crazy. She slipped her hand in between them and reached for his desire. A groan escaped from deep within him as her hand made contact with his penis. She ran her hand up and down the hard shaft bringing him closer and closer to the edge.
I found a dream, that I could speak to
A dream that I can call my own
I found a thrill to press my cheek to
A thrill that I have never known
Her movement stopped as Bo removed her hand from his desire. He kissed her forehead as he positioned himself over top of her once again. Her long legs opened for him as she pulled him down on top of her. She let out a deep moan as she felt him enter her. Nora wrapped her legs around him pulling him deeper inside of her. They stared at each other for a few moments before he began to slowly move within her. Their pace quickened until their lovemaking turned feverish. Bo drew himself deeper and deeper with each thrust. He let out a moan as he felt Nora’s clit tighten around his desire. He knew she was close to the edge and she was bringing him right along with her. Bo quickened his thrusts as the grip her center had on his desire quickly brought him to the edge. Bo’s body jerked as he filled her with his seed. He laid his body on top of hers as waves of pleasure still continued to overcome their bodies.
Ohh yeah yeah…
You smile, you smile
oh And then the spell was cast
And here we are in heaven
for you are mine....
At Last
He
looked at her and they knew without a doubt that they had found their souls
again. That all they had to do to find their love again was to come home.