Infinite

            It was a beautiful summer day; Jenny and Jethro had woken up to the radiant August sun streaming into their bedroom.

            “Can we turn down the sun?” Jenny said as her eyes adjusted to the light.

            “Your head spinning like mine?”

            “More like running in circles.”

            “Quoting your mom again, huh?” Jenny said as she recalled the whole incident from the diner five years ago and how Jethro told her that he saw his mother while he was unconscious.

            Jethro stared at Jenny not even bothering to say a word.

            Jenny and Jethro had a few drinks the night before when they had decided to celebrate Jethro being awarded yet another Meritorious Civilian Award. Over the years Jenny had gotten Jethro to come around to him being recognized for what he does for everyone.

            “Why don’t we for a walk? It’s nice out there.” Jethro suggested trying to deter the conversation from the route Jenny had seemed to be directing it towards.

            “But I’m good here.” Jenny said reverting to her innocent, sweet talking persona.

            “Jen.”

            “What?”

            “You’re doing it again.”

            “Doing what again, Jethro?” Jenny inquired in her sweet tone.

            “You’re talking in that baby voice you tend to talk in when you want something.”

            “Only with you, Jethro; besides why should we get out of bed when we’re good here. I’m happy here, resting my head on your bare chest and listening to your heartbeat.”

            “Sense of security, huh?”

            “Something like that.”

            “Well Jen, I’ll always keep you safe. I’ll always my girls; all eleven of you.” Jethro said assuring Jenny as he kissed her head.

            “Okay I guess we can go out into the big bad world for a walk.” Jenny said as she got out of bed with the sheet wrapped around her.

            “Come on Jen, that’s not fair.”

            “Stop acting like that.”

            “Who said I was acting?”

            “Stop it Leroy. It’s not like you haven’t seen me without clothes on before.”

            “I know Jen; I just like the view.”

            “There’s no harbor around so you can’t save yourself this time.”

            “Who said I was saving myself the last time.”

            “Come on Jethro, get out of bed and get dressed or we’re never leaving this room.” Jenny said trying to avoid where Jethro was going.

            “Nice Jen, avoiding things. Didn’t know the Director came home too.”

            “Get dressed.”

            A few minutes later Jenny and Jethro were out walking around their neighborhood. Jethro had been quite pleased with Jenny and had found her to be absolutely gorgeous in her skinny jean shorts, her fitted tank top, her wedge sandals and her Chanel sunglasses pushing her hair back a bit on her head. The sun wasn’t bothering her as much as it was when she had first opened her eyes.  Their hands were laced, intertwined together; their rings touching each other as they held hands. Jethro was keeping Jenny close to him as much as he could, she was a high value target after all.

            They came around a street corner, enjoying each other and the summer day around them. About a block or so in Jethro stopped dead in his tracks as Jenny kept walking until she realized that Jethro had fallen behind.

            “Why did you stop?”

            “That’s why.” Jethro said as he directed Jenny’s attention to the woman standing at her mailbox a couple of houses down from where Jenny and Jethro stood.

            “Is that…?” Jenny asked Jethro but slightly trailed off.

            Jenny knew it wasn’t Shannon, or Diane, or ex-wife # 3, or Stephanie, or Hollis, or Holly, or M. Allison, or Samantha. There was only one other woman it could be.

            “I think it is.”

            “Isn’t she supposed to be dead?”

            “I thought she was.” Jethro answered as the woman started walking over to them when she had noticed them.

            Jethro pulled Jenny closer to him as the woman got closer.

            “Jethro, it’s good to see you. I didn’t know we lived so close to each other.” the woman said.

            “I thought you were dead.”

            “Jethro.” Jenny scolded her husband.

            “It’s okay. He always was straight forward. I’m use to it.”

            “Let’s go.” Jethro said urging Jenny along.

            “No, we’re staying here.”

            “Jethro, are you going to introduce us?”

            “Jen, this is Ann Gibbs; my mother.”

            “Hello, Ms. Gibbs; it’s nice to finally meet the original Ms. Gibbs.” Jenny said.

            “It’s nice to meet you, the reigning Ms. Gibbs. Since son won’t answer this; how many other “Ms. Gibbs” are there in between you and me?”

            “Jack never remarried after you. As far as Jethro is concerned, I’m wife number five; he has four ex-wives before me.”

            “What a track record he has.”

            “That’s just the wives. Your son has broken a few hearts too.”

            “How many ex-girlfriends?”

            “Four.”

            “Do I have any grandkids?”

            “Five granddaughters.”

            “You had five daughters, wow.”

            “No I only had four of the five. Delilah, Arabella, Emiliana and Madison; they’re eighteen. Jethro had a daughter by his daughter by his first ex-wife; Kelly, she’s twenty-eight.”

            Jenny saw how uncomfortable Jethro was.

            “I’ll talk to you later, Ann; the child is acting up.” Jenny said as she nodded over to Jethro.

            “He was always an impatient child. Until next time.” Ann said as she walked back to her house.

            “Let’s finish this walk, when we get back to the house I’ll give you a reward for being a good boy.” Jenny said with a seductive smile on her face.

            Once they got in the door after their walk, Jethro chased Jenny around the house a few times before he chased her up to their room.