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A\N: This is a slight sequel to Coming home but it can be read as a stand alone. I've also handwritten another Away oneshot that could be set before or after this one, I leave it to your creative minds my Angels. This oneshot is set two weeks after Emma comes home from Mars, I hope you enjoy, Angels. 

Rain. NASA Engineer Matt Logan thinks with a smile as the sounds wake him up from a blissful slumber next to his still sleeping wife. He smiles as he watches the drops of water slide down the windows after sliding off the roof. His wife is still sleeping beside him, facing him.

It's been two weeks since she came home and it still doesn't seem real that she's here, that she's home, especially when they're like this: him awake, her asleep, him staring at her like it'll be the last time he'll see her again, which is something he thinks will be each time she goes on a mission. He kisses his sleeping wife on her lips, effectively waking her up. Emma's eyes flutter open and a smile spreads across her face.

"Good morning." She whispers, her voice ladled with sleep.

"Good morning. It's raining." Matt says with a smile and a gesture toward their window.

Emma sits up, her mussed up hair falling around her shoulders, and stares out of the window the rain starts falling heavily outside their window.

"It's raining." His wife repeats before laying back down beside him and putting her head on his chest.

"I missed this while on Atlas and on Mars," she says quietly. "I missed lying in bed with my head using your chest as my pillow, listening to the rain fall outside, with Lex snuggled up with us until she was thirteen." Emma reminisces with a growing smile.

"I missed it too." Matt replies before he softly kisses her hair. Whenever it rained while Emma was up on Mars, he'd lie in bed, and picture her in this exact position until it passed, then get up and do whatever he needed to do that day, and sometimes Lex would join him in the bed and snuggle up to him like she did when she was little.

"I love you, Matt Logan." Emma says, pulling Matt out of his head.

His eyes meet his wife's as his smile grows.

"I love you too, Emma Green, thank you for coming home to me and our daughter." He responds.

Before he can ask what she's doing, Emma is kissing him deeply. He smiles against his wife's lips and flips them so that she's underneath him. His hand travels underneath the t-shirt she's wearing.

A loud knock comes on their bedroom door, interrupting them.

"Coffee and breakfast are ready." Comes through their door.

Matt sighs as he pulls away from his wife and looks at her.

Ever since she came home two weeks ago, Lex has been giving her parents time and space to reconnect after being apart for three years, something which they've both been grateful for.

"Thanks, sweetie." Matt replies.

"I've got class, then I'm going out with Cass and Issac. Don't wait up." Lex says before her parents hear her footsteps going back downstairs and the front door closes behind her.

"She's a good girl." Emma says, Matt nods his head in agreement.

"She is a good girl. Took care of me when it was meant to be me taking care of her." Matt says before he gets off his wife. He pulls on his rumpled sweatpants from the floor and, with one hand on his cane, holds his hand out for Emma.

Hand in hand with his wife, and his cane, Matt leaves his bedroom and down the stairs to the kitchen where their daughter has laid out coffee and pancakes.

Matt Logan drinks his cup of coffee out of his 'worlds best daddy' mug with one hand while the other hand is encased in his wife's free hand. He stares lovingly at his wife as she eats her fill of pancakes.

Matt Logan drinks his coffee, his eyes not leaving his wife as the rain continues to fall outside their kitchen window.

A\N: This Away oneshot is complete. I just need to type up and edit my third one tomorrow but for the rest of tonight, I'm going to be watching NCIS and steam over the fact the writers didn't get JIBBS back together before Jenny was killed. Enjoy and have a good night, Angels. 

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