He stares down at his sleeping wife, head tucked into the crook of his neck, one hand clutching his shirt.
He found her earlier, bawling her eyes out while watching Up. The pregnancy books did warn him about the uncontrollable crying due to hormonal changes. So he scooped her into his lap and held her as she cried until she fell asleep in his arms.
RJ reaches for his phone and calls his handler to cancel his afternoon appointments. Shifting into a more comfortable position with Maine in his arms, he closes his eyes. There's nowhere else he'd rather be.
