Running away from home. Just like kids.

[neverwrongagent]

Briefings with Saul were getting more and more tense. Carrie could feel the strain on all of them as a real, palpable thing. Beside her, no one had ever had much faith in Brody, which was largely her fault. How could she explain her change of heart without explaining it was exactly that. What was harder was not telling him about how bad it was. Every time she was vague it was a physical pain.

The final straw was a heated conversation about what they would do if he were found out, revealed to be on a mission. They had escape plans, but it was clear very few people in that room gave a damn if they worked. Or if they even existed. She'd been through hell for the man they were dismissing like so much dross and all because... She wasn't that sure why because at this point. It was about Saul, really, and she knew that. That's why when he made a passing comment that made it sound damn like he'd made his decision and Brody didn't figure into it at all, she felt her stomach lurch so badly she almost had to leave the room.

She didn't go to him that night, that would be stupid. She waited a day, all of which was spent wondering when she would throw up. She got there late, just before dark, and sat back to watch the men finish up before meal break. He looked good. Better than when she saw him last, even.

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[posterboymarine]

It did not fly at all. "Yes. A doctor will say all those things. A doctor will also take blood and make sure he or she has a baseline. So, doctor, then dog." Clearly, Carrie had forgotten that Brody already had kids, he knew the drill.

[neverwrongagent]

She groaned dramatically at him, then nodded obediently. She was actually happy enough to concede to his experience. His ex wasn't one of her favorite people for so many reasons, but she liked his kids well enough. She felt for them. "I'll be a good girl."

[posterboymarine]

He rubbed her belly for a few more moments, then sat back and watched her. "I'm trying to picture you pregnant."

[neverwrongagent]

She shrugged slightly. "Big as a house and annoyed?" She had a feeling she was going to feel claustrophobic about it all. And he was probably going to buy into all that earth mother crap. "You love this, don't you?"

[posterboymarine]

He laughed softly before kissing her. "I'd have a million kids, if I could, if I weren't so fucked up. With all the shit, literally and figuratively, that comes along with it.

[neverwrongagent]

She groaned softly. She was literally entering a whole other world. It wasn't that she didn't know it, sort of. She loved her sister's kids more than she could say, but she'd never bought into all the trappings. She bought baby gifts based on need, not cute. Now that they were older, they were more fun for her. And they were good kids. "Well, we can talk about that after you truly experience me in this condition. You think I'm bad now?"

[posterboymarine]

All he could do was laugh. She thought she was bad, wait until he got going. Not that he knew how it would go this time. He had changed since Chris had been born.

"You're fine."

[neverwrongagent]

He was going to be impossible. She knew it as well as she knew anything. "Just know I'm not giving up cheeseburgers." Or anything else mildly bad for her. Kid ought to know what he was in for. Or her.

For a moment she could almost see this potential child and she shivered. "I'm crazy, but I'm okay with that."

[posterboymarine]

"Like I said. You're fine." He kissed her again, then leaned back and sighed softly. "I don't want to get back in the car. I want to get to where we are going."

[neverwrongagent]

She groaned softly, understanding completely. She was ready to be there, too. "Sadly, I forgot to pack the transporter. I set it out, but it just didn't make it in the bag." They'd be going a lot further away if they had one. "Better to just do it, probably."

[posterboymarine]

He kissed her again, then stood up and offered her his hand. "Come on. You're driving."

[neverwrongagent]

She groaned thickly, shaking her head forlornly. Not that she was going to make him drive. It was his turn to stretch out, get some rest. She'd get them to town, get them checked into their last fucking motel. That thought raised her spirits some.

She took his hand and got up, going straight into his arms for a hug. "Almost there."

[posterboymarine]

He hugged her tightly, then stole a deep kiss before grabbing the blanket up. He was looking forward to being done with cars. Just a little longer.

[neverwrongagent]

Kissing her that way then stepping back to do something practical wasn't exactly fair and she told him so. Then she exhaled deeply and went to the car to get settled and look at the map one last time. Not that she didn't know it, looking was more of a security blanket than anything. She wanted to know alternate routes, just in case.

She took her time getting the seat and mirrors adjusted as well as finding a radio station. Once he was settled, she got them on the road.

[posterboymarine]

Once they were moving, he leaned his seat back and settled in. With his eyes closed, he started to quietly sing along with the radio.

[neverwrongagent]

She glanced over when she could, enjoying watching him singing. He had a nice enough voice and he just seemed relaxed. He wasn't. Neither of them were, but it was still nice. Every so often she came in on the chorus just as softly.

She had an image of them, a year down the road, moving around their house, singing to their child. The idea made her smile.

[posterboymarine]

He sang himself right to sleep, finally falling silent. His dreams involved rocking and babies, which were a vast improvement, really, over the usual.

[neverwrongagent]

Of course, if she knew what he was thinking about, she'd probably be in near hysterics. She was nowhere near as ready for this as he seemed to be. Every so often she reached over to caress his leg. Hopefully it had the same calming effect on him that it did her. Certainly it made the last leg of the drive that much easier.

When they got close to town, she pulled over to get gas and check the map one more time. She really couldn't believe they'd made it that far.

[posterboymarine]

He woke up as she slowed down, looking around somewhat confused. Then he saw her and smiled. Once they were parked, he stretched, then went after gas station coffee.

[neverwrongagent]

She got the tank filled, then sat back in the car with the map. They were so close that it all felt unreal. More unreal. Next step was getting a motel they could stay in for a while. Someplace that had a little kitchen. It would take them a week to get settled, at least.

When he came back to the car, she got back out. She was happy to keep driving, but she needed a kiss. A real one. "Hey."

[posterboymarine]

He set his coffee on the hood of the car as she came around. With a grin, he pulled her into a hug, then kissed her deeply. The kiss was long and slow, then he pulled back and smiled. "Soon we'll have a door between us and the world."

[neverwrongagent]

She went into his arms with a grateful groan. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she made him come back for another long kiss. When she finally pulled back it was to cuddle against his chest. "Big door that belongs to us."

[posterboymarine]

He kissed the top of her head. "At this point, I'd settle for a door that doesn't have a window on it." He nuzzled at her ear, then whispered against it. "Because I need you, baby."

[neverwrongagent]

She shuddered hard, suddenly wanting that very badly. Badly enough that she reached around to grope his ass. She massaged him blatantly, enjoying the feel of him. "Nice solid door. Big bed. Absolutely no clothes."

[posterboymarine]

He nodded. "Which means we should stop standing around here." He lifted her briefly, then set her down before releasing her. "Let's go."