After getting married and having started a family, Benny and Mack have to now face the trials of adult life, and parenthood. Things might get a little rough after college gradutation, because everyone has always known Benny would play professionally...
After being up and down during the night, tending to the less than a year old baby, you were certainly not pleased to hear the phone ring at seven in the morning.
You groaned at the sound of it, pulling your pillow over your head to drown out the constant ringing. You felt the warm pair of arms that kept you close during the night dissapear, leaving to fetch the phone from its ringer.
He sighed in defeat, knowing you wouldn't be able to go back to sleep now, not with Benny up and awake. You shrugged off the covers and swung your legs off the bed first, hoping gravity would make it easier to stand.
You heard a clanging sound in the kitchen, followed by a loud holler echoing through the hall.
"Holy shit!"
He must have had a damn good reason to be swearing like that in this house while your children were in it. You walked intentionally faster into the kitchen to scold him when you saw him picking the phone back up, his hand covering his mouth and his eyes wide in surprise.
"Are you sure they're making the trade?" He asked with excitement. Oh lordy. The team manager must be on the other end of the line.... you wondered if someone on his team got traded for a better player.
Benny was by far the best player on the Oakland Athletics to date, which is why they had so many recent victories in past seasons. You figured they were starting to recruit some higher advanced players since the team became more well known.
"Thanks for calling, man, I really appreciate it." He said, barely able to contain his emotions as he thumped his leg up and down in anticipation. He looked like he couldn't wait to get off the phone, but then when he did, he saw you standing with your arms crossed over your chest and a raised eyebrow. He knew he shouldn't swear in the house, but he couldn't help it.
"Guess who's getting traded to the A's?" He didn't even apologize, for in a moment you yourself would probably feel like saying something similar.
"If my kids heard you cussing I'm going to beat you." I said, pointing to the rooms of my little angels who hopefully were sleeping peacefully.
"Fine, I'll lead with the good news." He taunted you, putting his hands on his hips with a mocking smile that annoyed you as much as it made you smile. You tried to hide your smile, but it failed. You couldn't even be mad at him for a full two minutes. How sad.
"You're annoying as hell. What's the good news?" You whispered the word hell, making a show of how to behave in a household with children.
"I got traded." He said with an ear to ear smile that excited me before I even heard the good part.
"You did? To where?" You stepped closer, the earlier quarrel long forgotten at the sound of these words.
"Just this little team in L.A...." He trailed off, looking in the other direction as if it were no big news.
"No way.... tell me you're lying. You did not just get traded to the Dodgers..." You captured his attention once agaun to confirm what he said was true. He nodded and smiled a shit eating grin, scooping you up as you practically tackled him into the counter. "Benny this is insane! This is what you always wanted!"
"I know, I can't even believe it. It feels like it's not even real." He explained, setting you on the counter and coming between your legs to hold you better there.
"It is real... and you are the reason it's happening. I'm so proud of you Ben...." You squeezed around his neck and nearly got teary eyed, having let the news sink it further. He's wanted this his entire life. Before he even knew me he wanted this. It was going to be one of the greatest accomplishments of his life, and I knew he would treasure it always.
"I couldn't have done it without you." He whispered in your ear, sending spine tingling shivers throughout your body. You smiled as you pulled back to look at him, but you couldn't take an ounce of credit at the moment.
"No Ben... this had nothing to do with me. You're Benny The Jet Rodriguez, and you earned this all on your own." You told him. He looked down to you with such adoration and love, and you knew how much you meant to him, still, he needed you to know;
"My love, you may never understand this, but everything I do... I do it for you. No exceptions...." he leaned in for a small kiss, only catching the corner of your mouth before going back in for the real deal.
It amazed you, how no matter the year, and no matter the number of times he kissed you, it always felt like the first time. Sweeter than wine, softer than a summer night. Everything you want you have...
"I couldn't have done it without you."
As long as you held him tight, you would believe it was so. Everythung he did was to amke you proud, and he hoped to God everyday that he did. He always did, even if you didn't always mention it right away.
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The day before they announced the big trade, they called Benny into a studio to take some promotional shots, featuring his brand new jersey, with the number 3 plastered onto every patch.
In bright blue and bold letters, upon his back was engraved his last name. Your last name. You would always wear his team colors with pride, but something about wearing his last name on your back just made you feel that much more connected to him. Your Benny Rodriguez.
The day the merchandise went up for sale, you wasted no time in driving down to the stands and buying a jersey for youself, as well as one for each of the kids. They loved wearing their dad's stuff too, especially little Eva, who by far favored Benny over you. She was daddy's princess, and she new it.
She would grow up to be just like him someday, and You knew that for a fact.
The day you went out to the stands, you'd noticed a new set of topps cards had been released to buy, and you smirked when you picked up the one they set out in front.
"How much is this new one?"
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