Jenna climbed into bed after a very long day. She touched Buzz’s shoulder but he was asleep. It would be too soon before that alarm went off in the morning. Jenna awoke to the sounds of cupboards slamming. Buzz was still asleep. Jenna got up and went downstairs to find her youngest son filling up a cereal bowl. "Good Morning Rock." 

"Hmmmm" he gurgled with his mouth full of Frosted Flakes. 

Jenna sat down net to him. "Coop still sleeping?" 

"Yeah I guess so." he said as he shoveled another mouthful in. 

"So I better wake him up so he isn't late for school." and Jenna went upstairs.

Coop was impossible to wake up. But she did and the two proud sons of 
Buzz and Jenna Cooper were out the door. 

Jenna went back to her room to find Buzz stirring. Jenna again climbed into bed "Well you missed all the fun this morning." 

"What?" 

"The kids they are gone to school already. Seems you slept right through it." 

"Oh well I'm up now." he said as he started to get out of bed. 

"I thought maybe we could have a little time together this morning?" Jenna said softly as she took his hand. 

He sat down on the bed. 

"I don't know Jenna.." 

"I miss you." she said. 

He laid down and they began to kiss. The phone rang. "Let the machine get it." Jenna said as she pulled him closer. 

"Jenna Jenna it's Dave... pick up." the voice from the machine said. Buzz rolled over "Great." he sighed. 

"Ignore it." Jenna said as she collapsed on top of him kissing him," please...." 

"Jenna are we still on for this afternoon?" the voice persisted through the machine. "Call me," and the voice hung up.

Jenna was still kissing Buzz. "I love you," she cooed. 

"It's no use Jenna, stop, I can't... please." 

"Buzz please I want you so much... I miss" 

"I'm sorry, I can't do this now," and he got out of bed. 

"Buzz" Jenna said almost pleading. "Buzz come here please." 

"Why? What is the use? I can't make love to you, he ruined it Jenna."  Buzz said quietly. 

"Why do you let him do that to you? To us?" Jenna asked. 

Buzz sat on the bed. "I don't know. I .." he stopped. 

Jenna wrapped her arms around his neck and leaned her body on his back. "What?" she whispered in his ear. 

He took her arms and rubbed them "I hate the way he looks at you." 

"Buzz!!" Jenna said as he pushed herself away from him. 

He turned and looked at her, "I hate the way you look at him too." He said barely above a whisper. He pursed his lips and stood. 

Jenna sat on the bed for a moment. "Do you like the way I look at you?" she said very seductively. 

"Yes." 

Jenna pulled him to her. "Please make love to me. You are the only man I want, the only man who makes me feel..." 

Buzz kissed her hard as they crashed together on the bed. They lay together on the bed. Jenna leaned over Buzz "I’ve missed that." 

"Me too." 

"So are we going to be ok?" 

Buzz took her hair and stared into her eyes. "Do you love me as much as I love you?" 

Jenna smiled. "More," as she kissed him again.

Jenna opened the door to the other pride and joy of Buzz & Jenna Coopers lives, their beautiful antique shop called 'Timeless Classics'.  It was a huge success and they had built a very select group of clients that kept them very busy. David Crandall was one of their most lucrative.

"Good morning Ms Bradshaw I was hoping you would be here," he said as he approached Jenna.

"Good morning David. I told you that I would meet with you this morning, it really wasn't necessary to call me at home to check. I like to keep my home separate from my business. You understand." Jenna said somewhat aloofly.

"Yes yes certainly I hope I haven't caused any problem for you. I, uh, well I get the feeling that your husband would rather I didn't exist." 

"My husband ..." Jenna stopped herself. " I would just rather we keep contact through the gallery, is that all right?" 

"Yes yes of course, I see you have some new pieces!" he said excitedly trying to change the subject.

"Aren't they exquisite?!" Jenna said enthusiastically. "They would make  a fine addition to your home. This would look beautiful in the foyer on that Italian table don't you think?" 

"Yes yes! I need to think on that though." 

"Excuse me I hate to interupt such a whimsical little chat session but I ...."

"Buzz." Jenna said somewhat embarrassed by his behavior of late. "Please darling come see the new...."

"I'm sure they're just ducky," he said, never taking his eyes off Mr. Crandall. "I should be going I'll call to set up another appointment." 

"No that's not necessary, please...." Jenna said. 

"No no I really need to see my financial advisor before I decide on that beautiful statue anyway, I'll be in touch." He looked at Jenna then to Buzz and nodded, "Mr. Cooper," and walked out.

"How could you be so rude, Buzz?" Jenna was furious. "What has gotten into you lately?"

"I told you that guy...." 

"That guy is a perfect gentleman and a very important client." 

"Why do I get the feeling he is interested in more than our..." he picked up a statue," Italian marble."

"It's Persian." Jenna said as she took the piece from Buzz’s hand. "You could learn a few things from him." Jenna said angrily. 

"OHH Ohh I could could I, well here it comes I never was quite polished enough for you was I? I was wondering how long it would take for you to bring up my lack of the proper social graces that guys like him 
have." 

"I was talking about your manners Buzz, you were very rude to him.  You are infuriating!!!" Buzz looked away.   Jenna softened her tone a bit. "Is that what you think that I am ashamed of you?" She went to him "I am the proudest woman in the world to be your wife, but when you act like that...."

"I can't help it the guy just ," he looked at Jenna. "I'm sorry.  I’m a jerk."

"Well jerk is kind of a strong word, " Jenna smiled and put her arms around his neck.

"Want to help me with this inventory?" Buzz asked. 

"I have to go meet with Mrs. Daly from the restoration society.  She wants our help in deeming the old Sinclair house an historic landmark." 

"Sounds like fun." 

"Yeah well it is beneficial to be on her good side ya know," and Jenna kissed him. "I love you."

"I love you too Petula, and I will make it up to you about earlier ok?" 

"Ok, see you at home." 

Buzz was cooking up a very special dinner with all of Jenna’s favorites when Coop came home from school. "Mom, Dad!!" he bellowed. 

"In here Coop" Buzz shouted back from the kitchen. 

Henry Cooper Bradshaw was now 12 years old and had become a perfect blend of his two parents. He had Jenna’s incredible features and charm and Buzz’s very sharp tongue. "What did ya do this time Dad?" he winked at his father as he lifted the lid of one of three pots on the stove. 

"Wiseguy." Buzz cracked back. "You think you are so smart." 

"Not smart Dad just a member of this house who notices things, like every time Mom is mad at you you make her favorite meal." 

"Am I really that transparent?" Buzz questioned his very astute son. 

"Yup afraid so, Rock home yet?" 

"No." Buzz said quietly. 

Just as if on cue the door burst open and 8 year old Rocky came strolling in. "Hey," he said and started upstairs. 

"Hey yourself c'mere," Buzz said. 

"What?" Rocky said as e looked at his brother for a sign. 

"Dad is in trouble with Mom again ..." Coop offered. 

"Oh I thought I smelled roast beef. Is Mom home?"

"Man you guys are tough. I really am that predictable huh, geez." 

"It's ok Dad Mom loves it that you do this for her." Rock consoled Buzz.  Ian Grady 'Rocky' Cooper was just like his Mom, sweet and compassionate. He looked just like a miniature Buzz (something that Jenna always assured Buzz was anything but a curse as he once had feared!) 

The door opened and Jenna walked in. "Hi gang!" she said cheerfully. 

"Hi Mom. Dad made roast beef." Coop said smiling. 

"Oh sweetheart you didn't have to do that." she said as she kissed Buzz. 

Buzz hugged her tight and made a face at the boys behind her back. "I just thought you might like your favorite dinner. I even have Oysters Rockefeller!" 

"Oh you are so sweet." Jenna gushed. 

Coop and Rocky looked at Buzz and laughed. 

"We are going upstairs," Rocky said. "You two are somethin' else!" 

"What's up with them?" Jenna asked. 

"Am I predictable?" Buzz said ignoring Jenna’s question. 

"Well I didn't predict that question, if that helps ya decide Buzz!" Jenna said with a sexy laugh. 

Buzz pushed her playfully. "No I mean it. Did you know we would be having roast beef tonight?" 

"What is this all about hmmm?" 

"Just answer the question." he said staring very closely into her eyes. "And don't lie. I can tell." 

Jenna frowned. "It crossed my mind. Now will you tell me what this is all about?" 

"Damn! I can't believe it. Uh the boys both knew you were mad at me." 

"Oh Buzz," Jenna wrapped her arms around him, "we have very observant  children, it's a good thing they pay attention to us, you know most kids their age ignore their parents every move." 

Buzz was not convinced.  "I want to make you happy, to be spontaneous, give you..."

"Oh I see this is about Dave Caldwell isn't it? Buzz, I am happy, happier than I ever thought possible. You make me happy. Those two up there make me happy. I would rather be with my three guys than anywhere in the world."  She took Buzz’s face in her hands and he looked at her. "Anywhere Buzz. The only thing I could think about all afternoon was coming home to my incredible family and eating roast beef with all the trimmings." Buzz smiled. Jenna continued. "I like that you are predictable. I feel safe and warm, something I never had in my life, Buzz never. 'Til you." She looked at her husband for a sign that he was feeling better. "Ok?" she asked sweetly.

"Ok. I hate it when I feel sorry for myself. It is so unflattering." 

"I do like my more self-confident Mr. Cooper, I do admit." Jenna said. 

"Yeah?!" Buzz said as he wrestled her to the couch. They fell together. 

Jenna let out a loud 'arghhh' as she hit the couch, then rolled on top of Buzz when he paused to see if she was hurt. "Gotcha!!" she said as she sat on him, hands held above his head. 

"Ooooh, what are ya gonna do with me now?!" Buzz asked suggestively. 

Rocky and Coop came running downstairs. "Is dinner burning?" Coop asked as they looked in total disgust at their parents. 

"Oh, ah c'mon!!" Buzz lamented as he jumped off the couch tumbling Jenna to the floor. 

Coop and Rocky burst out laughing as Jenna sat on the floor with a very determined look on her face, "Buzz Cooper!!!!!" she shouted as he was already through the kitchen door. 

Jenna was at the shop waiting for her next client. Buzz was in the back planning on their next trip for antiques. 

"Blake!" Jenna said surprised. 

"Hi Jenna can I just look for a few minutes." 

"Well I do have an appointment with someone, but sure I have a little time to show you around. Have you been here before?" 

"No no but I have wanted to. It’s my mothers birthday next month and I wanted..." Blake stopped and picked up a piece. "Oh my, my father had something like this." Blake said as her voice trailed off. 

"It’s 18th century Sweden, beautiful isn't it?" Jenna said 

"I miss him so much." Blake said almost breaking down. 

"I know Blake." Jenna said trying to comfort her. 

"As much as he drove me crazy you know, there is just something so special between a father and his little girl..."

"I understand it is quite special." Jenna said softly. 

"Jenna, oh I'm sorry, God I have such a big mouth sometimes." 

"Don't be silly Blake, I don't want people not talking about their fathers because I never knew mine. That would be ridiculous," Jenna said unconvincingly.

"Well what my father did to you back then was unforgivable." 

"It is all but forgotten." 

"It must be awful not knowing your father." Blake said sensing Jenna needed to talk about this. 

Buzz started to enter the gallery from the back when he heard Jenna. "I can't describe the emptiness," she said almost to herself. Buzz listened to the pain in his wife’s voice. "I have such a wonderful life, a husband that loves me more than life and two beautiful boys that, well think I'm pretty great," she smiled. "But deep down there is always that empty place, that ... just doesn't go away." Jenna was quiet for a moment. "I'm so sorry Blake."

Blake put her arm around Jenna’s shoulder, "It's ok. It sounds like you need to talk about it once in a while." 

"I hate to say too much in front of the kids and Buzz well he knows, but with his past I hate to talk about it to him." 

The door opened and Jenna’s client entered. "Mr Saunders come in." She whispered to Blake, "look around if you like," and off to her client she went. Blake was impressed at how quickly she composed herself. Buzz was filled with sorrow for his wife. He had somehow thought that the void had been filled, but it hadn’t. He was determined to find a way to ease her pain.

That evening Buzz watched for signs of a change in Jenna’s demeanor, but there was none. He realized that this feeling was just something that she lived with. He hated that there was nothing he could do, or was there. 

"I'll be right up!" Buzz yelled upstairs as Jenna was making sure the kids were both in bed.

"Ken?" Buzz said as old CIA pal Ken Nunez answered the phone. 

"What's up Buzz?"

"Listen I need a favor?" 

"Uh oh, look Buzz I told ya I can't give away any spy secrets.." 

"I know I know it's a violation of handbook 22 section 397." 

"Hey!! How did you know which section!!" Ken joked. 

"Listen I'm serious it's about Jenna." 

"Is she ok?" 

"Yeah she is fine, but when you were checking out her past did you find out anything about her father?" 

"Well just that he was always in trouble and that he was dead. We just needed to know any relatives that she might be in touch with so both parents were dead, that is pretty much all we needed to know. Why?" 

"Damn," Buzz whispered. 

"What is it Buzz?" Ken's professional curiosity was piqued. 

"I just wondered if you found out anything, if there was anybody who knew Jenna’s father, she still hurts from not ever knowing him you know." 

"I know." 

"Did she talk about him when you were with her?" 

"Yeah a lot. She does have a lot of unresolved issues." There was a pause then Ken startled Buzz, "Wait!" he shouted. 

"What?! Buzz said anxiously. 

"There was a woman in England who was a neighbor to Jenna & her mother for a while. Buzz let me make some phone calls." 

"Ken, thanks this means everything, but hey nothing to Jenna ok?" 

"Hey Cooper I was a spy remember?" and he was gone. 

Buzz hung up the phone. Buzz thought about Ken for a minute and realized that other than Frank this was the best friend he ever had. 

Buzz went to his bedroom to find Jenna already in bed. He climbed in and snuggled up behind her. "Hey" he whispered in her ear, "you awake?" 

Jenna turned "Hmmmm" she purred "I guess I am," as she threw her arms around Buzz’s neck and drew him to her. 

After they made love Buzz was holding her close to him. "Are you happy?" he asked her. 

"Oh yes, I'm very happy" she said softly.

"I mean really happy, like if a guy on the street asked you ‘are you happy?’" you wouldn't even hesitate, you'd just say yes?" 

Jenna sat up on her elbow "Yes Buzz. Now what?" she asked with that apprehensive tone.

"I just want to make sure that you’re happy," Buzz pursued very seriously as he looked deeply in her eyes. 

Jenna stroked his face. "I am the happiest woman in the world Buzz." 

"I promised you things. I promised to make you happy but here we are still at the firehouse..." 

"I love the firehouse!" Jenna said emphatically. 

"I know but I want to build you a beautiful house that you can have parties in and show off to your friends... and I was going to save this surprise for your birthday but..."

"Buzz what are you talking about?" Jenna said perplexed at her husband’s 
strange mood. 

"I found a perfect spot to build our house, I want to show you." 

"NOW?!" Jenna croaked. 

"No tomorrow, you nut," Buzz said. 

"I'm the nut?" Jenna said smartly.

"Tomorrow?" Buzz asked sweetly 

"Ok sounds wonderful. Do I get a hint?" 

"No hints," Buzz snapped as he took her in his arms and pulled her close.  "Lay close to me tonight." he whispered. 

"Ok." Jenna said as she shimmied her back as close as she could to him. He held her to him. He wanted to give her everything he had in him to make her feel safe. He knew how much she needed to feel safe.