#seal team bravo

[londiall]

Reddit is pissing me off.

There are so many people on Reddit complaining about Fire Country.

And I think the majority of those people are bitching because Max is in it.

Because Bode Donovan/Leone is not Clay Spencer.

And Max Thieriot is neither of those people either.

Yeah, I gotta agree that some of the cast is a little lackluster in their acting and yeah, I think it’s a fire/rescue/first responder drama. Yeah, it seems like maybe production is lower budget (maybe?) but I do think it has a lot of potential. I try not to ever judge a series by it’s freshman season. 

Just remember. Clay Spencer is not equal to Bode Leone is not equal to Max Thieriot. Max thought he could do both. So he tried. Yeah, I’m 10000000% not over Clay Spencer because I feel like they ended his story in the absolute worst way possible. 

But quit being pissed that Bode is not Clay and give it a fair shot.

[superseal76]

GUESS WHO STARTED SEAL TEAM??

Luckily my mom and little bro wanted to start watching it and obviously I seconded that vote😂

[skarkkk]

Clay: What if we train newbies on 'How to Survive a Day of Red Tape'?

Brock: The first lesson should be 'how not to sleep during meetings'.

[vae1bixy]

SEAL Team

All that matters

Season 2 Episode 4

[smoothdogsgirl]

February - Established Long Distance Relationship

Pairing: Brock Reynolds

Warnings: Deployments, Care Packages

Words: 943

Summary: Brock and the team get surprises during mailcall while on deployment in J-Bad.

In a Discord group I belong to, there was a post for a "Year of the OTP" challenge for 2023.

Disclaimer: This is fanfic work; no money is being made from this story. All recognizable characters belong to their respective creative authors, studios or producers.

Masterlist

“Mail call you clowns,” Sonny yells as he joins the guys around the fire pit. He opens the mailbag, “alright, let's see what we have for Bravo Team.” Reaching in, he pulls out a medium size box, “Ray, here’s a little bit of home.” He then tosses it over to him. He reaches in and grabs the next package, “bossman, it looks like the kiddos sent you something too.” On the next grab, he pulls out some letters, “heads up,” he shouts, and when Trent and Metal look at him, he flings the letters to them. They each catch them before they have a chance to hit the floor. He stuffs the last letter into his back pocket as it’s addressed to him. Shaking the bag, he realizes there is one more package inside; when he pulls it out, he grins, “looks like someone is sending Brock and Cerberus some love too.” He then tosses it to the man in question. 

There is some friendly teasing as Ray and Jason open the packages from their families. Emma and Mickey had mailed their father a card, chocolates, seeds for his vegetable garden, and baby wipes. Now Naima and the kids had sent Ray some homemade cards, cookies, drawings, candy, and baby wipes. 

“So, Broccoli, whatcha get?” Sonny asked.

Causing the other guys to look in Brock's direction as he finishes cutting tape on his box, he chuckles; it’s a heavy-duty heart-shaped Kong toy and a jar of all-natural peanut butter. On the lid is a heart-shaped sticker and the name Cerb. Brock whistles, and Cerberus gets up, stretching lazily while yawning, ambling over to his handler, and sitting by his feet. 

Brock takes his knife, spreading a glob of peanut butter on the Kong Toy before handing it to Cerberus, who sniffs it briefly before biting it and retreating to his spot near the fire pit.

Digging back into the package, he pulls out a Ziploc container of homemade chocolate and peanut butter chip cookies, a container of baby wipes, a small container of homemade dog treats, a new hard copy of his favorite book ‘The Martian,’ a homemade DVD and a card in an envelope.

“Who’s sending you all those goodies, Broccoli?” Sonny asked from his seat next to Brock, eyeing the container of cookies.

“Not to mention, who knows your pup so well?” Trent asked, nodding at Cerberus, who was still munching on his toy. 

“Spill brother,” Metal’s low, gruff voice causes Brock to jump a little as he comes up, setting a bottle of beer next to his camping chair. 

Brock rubs the back of his neck; he smiles at the guys and places the package on the ground leaving the book and card on his lap. He then looks at all of the guys, “Keep your paws off of my cookies, or I’ll sick the hair missile on you. You’ll be his training dummy.”

Opening the card, he can’t help but smile when he reads the contents,

Cracking the book's cover, he places the card inside, flips the pages, and stops at page 316. Lying between the pages is a 3D ultrasound image. He picks it up, taking in all of the child’s features. Brock is so lost in thought he doesn’t see Trent get up to grab snacks. 

“Cute kid, you gonna be an uncle?” Trent asks, seeing the picture.

Brock grins at the man, “Nah, man, I’m gonna be a dad. This is my kid.”

Everything around the fire pit stops; the guys look at him. 

“What’d you just say, Broccoli?” Sonny asks his Texas accident even thicker than usual.

Picking up the image and showing it to the group, “I said I’m gonna be a dad.” Noting writing on the back of the image, “make that a girl, dad. This is a picture of my daughter.”

Ray smiles at him, “welcome to the club, brother. There is nothing quite like it.”

Jason nods his head in agreement, unsure of what else to say.

“So, who’s the baby momma Broccoli? Can’t believe you finally managed to get some and didn’t tell us?” 

Brock growls at Sonny, “my daughter isn’t the result of some one-night stand. And trust me, man, getting some has never been a problem.” 

Sonny holds up his hands in surrender.

“So you’re saying you have a girlfriend?” Clay asks, giving Sonny a reproachful look.

“Not what I said either,” Brock replies with a shoulder shrug.

“Quit being cryptic, dog boy. Tell us what’s going on.” Metal states before taking a swig of his beer.

“My wife is the one who is pregnant. It wasn’t exactly planned, but not unwanted either. We found out the week before the deployment that she’s pregnant.”

Trent tilts his head, “since when are you married?”

“We got married two days after returning from our last deployment to J-Bad. It was just us, the dogs, a JP on a floating dock in False Cape State Park at sunset.”

“So, almost a year and a half?” Trent clarifies.

Brock shrugs, “that sounds about right?”

“Dogs?” Clay questions.

“We couldn’t exactly get married without Cerberus and Artemis. Before you ask, Artemis is a two-year-old sable German shepherd.” Brock replied.

“How long have you guys been together?” Trent asks.

“We met just before I went through BUDs. We’ve been together ever since.” Glancing down at his watch, he does the calculations in his head for the time difference to Va Beach. “This has been fun, ladies, but I’m going to go call my girls.” Grabbing his things, he whistles, and together he and Cerberus head to their hootch to make a video call home.

Note:

The letter in this story was written in Dutch. I decided since that is the language he gives Cerb commands in, he picked it because he speaks it, and so does his wife. Here is a close approximation of what the letter says. I had a friend of mine do the Dutch translation.

Hey Babe, I’m missing you and our furry kid. The bed is cold without my two heat sources. Here are a few little things for when you get a minute of downtime. Only a few more weeks and this deployment will be over; we can’t wait to have you home. I had a new ultrasound technician at my last appointment, and she accidentally spilled the beans on our March surprise. So if you look at the page corresponding to that date, you will know too. That being said, when you come home, you better have a list of names ready. Love you, Babe

[theres-no-real-love-in-you]

I need me some Kid Clay Spenser and Papa Bravo Team.

Re-watching Seal Team and I forgot how good it was even though my heart is broken because of Season 6.

[londiall]

SEAL Team S2 E1

Here’s the first watch of season 2 lol.

Enjoy the strange thoughts: 

S2 E1 - Fracture

So the thought of completely dark water scares the shit out of me. No me gusta.

Oh shit, Clay is 2. Hmmmm. Wonder how that’s gonna work out with the rest of the team.

Jason is NOT ok. 

Wait, who jumped over the guy on the ground? Jason? Looks like it could be. I wonder if David improved that lol. It looks pretty improved?

Are you kidding me? It’s a drill. Of course it’s a drill.

Oh shittttt, we’re back! (tbf, when you binge watch a show, you don’t ever really realize its been gone lol)

WTF is Jason doing with that Keurig? (or similar coffee maker lol)

Hnnnnnng. Y’all. I’ve had this soft spot for Max since circa 2004-2005 - Catch that Kid and The Pacifier era. And goddamn that soft spot has gotten worse. He’s totally on my celebrity list. Just saying.

And I’m just saying, Clay is possibly my favorite and lmao. “I lost, we can totally still have sex tonight.” What a man.

Oh Ray. I’m sorry your team leader benched your for the same fucking thing he’s doing. It’s not fair.

Jfc Sonny. Is that a strip club? Oh, yep. Davis just confirmed lol.

Lectures before breakfast. Agreed Sonny, none of those things. But also, OUCH. That wasn’t very fair. It’s not Clay’s fault that Jason benched Ray. Dammit Sonny.

Welp, that’s an awkward situation.

Saved by the spin up.

Wheels up in 2 hours. Hmm, lets see what’s gonna happen between now and then. Wait, aren’t they not married anymore tho? Ooof. Rough.

GET HIM RAY.  He’s doing the same thing you did. Fuck right off Jason.

LOL. “Don’t touch me”

So did Clay make number 2 because he’s the other sniper? I really need to look up how this numbering system works lol.

“A little loud down there?” Lmao.

Oh.Shit.Up is not the correct way, but I guess jumping works? WTF is this show lmao. COME UP OUT OF THE WATER CLAY SPENSER. Ah, there he is.

:D

Nah, I still don’t buy it that Jason is ok. Just sayin. Pretty sure I’m right.

“You’re operating again, so it’s not like you’re around anyway” Ouch Alana. Ouch. But fair.

“What I really want is for you not to die.” Oooof.

What a season premiere.

Be back with episode 2 later :)

All the love - A

[afcom44]

SEAL TEAM Tribute...When the Seasons Change

[vallygirl285]

Already getting ready to watch Seal Team next week.

[quality-on-a-patch-of-awesome]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: SEAL Team (TV) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Bravo Team Ensemble, Scott Carter & Ray Perry Characters: Scott Carter (SEAL Team TV), Ray Perry Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Alternate Universe - Soulmates, Major Character Injury, Hospitals, Worry, Casual Intimacy, Past Character Death, past character injury, Season/Series 05, Season/Series 06, Polyamorous Pack, many different relationships exist between all the characters in this universe Series: Part 2 of The Thing About Soulmates Summary:

“Not easy, is it?” Ray dragged his fingernails across Metal’s scalp. “Being on tis side of the hospital doors.”

Metal and Ray wait in the hospital after Clay has been hurt

[vae1bixy]

Random Head canons for Bravo team

Jason Hayes -

Growing up Jason resented his father. Even now there relationship was strained. So he was a bit of a trouble maker. Doing anything that he could to tick the man off. He skipped classes smoked even learned the drums just to spite him.

Ray Perry -

No one knew but Ray had pretty bad insomnia. It especially got worse after his shoulder incident. Then the explosion. He could barely sleep a week once he was back. Any time his eye's shut he could just see the boy's face in his head. The only thing that helped calm his breathing and mind was to see his own children alive and well asleep in there bed's safely.

Sonny Quinn -

Sonny was a theatre kid through middle school all up to high school. He was pretty good at it too. He remembered line's easily and could act better than most kid's his age. He also enjoyed the spot light. Many kids shied away from the attention but not Sonny. He was front and center.

Brock Reynolds -

Brock had a big family growing up. Four brothers and three sisters. He was the one before the youngest of the feud just before his younger sister. Not too mention the amount of aunt's and uncle's and cousin's he had. His whole family when together were loud and blunt.

Trent Sawyer -

Trent initially was planning to become a surgeon. He was even planning on what college to go to. He was going to become a pediatrics surgeon. But something drew him to the military. Part of him thought he was just going to go in and do his two years so he would have enough for college. But he got in and was stuck with it.

Clay Spenser -

Despite living in Liberia for most of his life Clay was a horrible cook. He could make toast and eggs but that was about it. He was also pretty bad about keeping his fridge stocked. He didn't see a point when he was just going to get spun up again. Then all that food would go to waste. So he ordered most of the time unless he was invited to one of the guy's house.

These dividers were made by @firefly-graphics

[smoothdogsgirl]

March - Road Trip

Pairing: Jason Hayes x Mandy Ellis

Warnings: Deployments, Careers, Pregnancy

Words: 3830

Summary: What happened in J-Bad doesn't stay in J-Bad. And a back-to-school road trip.

In a Discord group I belong to, there was a post for a "Year of the OTP" challenge for 2023.

Disclaimer: This is fanfic work; no money is being made from this story. All recognizable characters belong to their respective creative authors, studios or producers.

Exhaustion curses through Mandy’s veins as she enters the front door. Dropping her duffle bag at the base of the stairs, she tosses her keys into the bowl on the entryway table. Slowly, she makes her way to the kitchen, where she grabs a tall glass from a cabinet and fills it with water from the dispenser in the refrigerator door. Gingerly she sips the water. 

The last five months have been a world win. First, she went to J-Bad with Bravo team. A week before Bravo’s deployment ended, she and Jason crossed a line. Afterward, they both agreed what happens in J-Bad stays in J-Bad. Then when the team returned home to Va Beach, the CIA redirected her to Turkey. It was supposed to have been a two-week stint; instead, it lasted eight long weeks. But, now, she was finally home.

She had been able to stay in touch with members of Bravo during her time in Turkey. She knew Jason had stepped down as Bravo 1 when the two-week post-deployment leave was over. She also knew Bravo was having a challenging adjustment period without Jason at the helm. During their last Skype call, they agreed to meet for lunch at the Taco Truck for burritos, a post-deployment tradition.

 Mandy pulls into a parking spot at the food truck plaza. Scanning the picnic benches, she spots Jason sitting by the La Esquinita Taco Truck. As Mandy approaches Jason, seeing two paper plates with burritos and a couple of beers waiting on the table. Jason gets up from his seat when she is a few feet away; he pulls her into a tight embrace when she is close. Together they sit down, pick up their burritos and touch them. They each take a bite out of their burritos. After a few bites in, Mandy puts down the burrito; taking a few deep breaths, she hopes the sudden nausea will dissipate. But she rushes from the table to a nearby trash can when it doesn't. Mandy makes it just in time to hunch over, retching into the can. A few minutes later, she feels a large warm hand rubbing circles on her back. He hands her some napkins and a bottle of water when she straightens. When she is sure nothing else will come up, she walks back to the table, Jason following behind her. Noting that her skin is taking a green hue, Jason picks up the plates of food and tosses them in the trash. Sitting across from her, he watches her sip from the bottle. 

“You feeling better?” Jason asks, concern in his voice.

Mandy smiles, “Yeah, I’m ok. Just tired. It’s been a long few months.”

“Will you get some downtime before coming back to Bravo?” 

I won’t be coming back. I’ve tendered my resignation. The biggest reason is that my demons are catching up with me.”

“I thought we agreed, what happens in J-Bad, stays in J-Bad,” Jason states definitively.

“So, as always. Ignore and Override?” Mandy questions.

“Yes, Ignore and Override. That’s how we get through this.”

“I…Can’t do this anymore. It’s catching up with me.” Mandy bites out.

“What about the commitment to serve?”

“Until when Jason? All in, all the time. It doesn’t leave room for the people we care for or us.”

“Yeah, right. What are you gonna do? You gonna sit at home and play Mortal Kombat? Cause that’s not what we do.” He insists.

Mandy takes a sip from her water bottle, collecting her thoughts for a second. “We just cut the head off a snake. Tomorrow another snake is gonna slither out from some other fucking rock, and on and on. It’s never going to Fucking end….”

Jason chimes in, “You’re gonna find them. I’m gonna kill the. It’s that simple. If we don't do it, who’s gonna do it, Mandy?”

Mand growls, “Someone else. People were doing this job before us, and there will be people doing this long after we are gone. This fight is never ending, so there will always be someone there to do that. That doesn't mean it has to be us.”

Jason laughs, “Really? Someone else? You’ve been in this way too long to believe you’re comfortable with that answer.”

“You’re right, But going to have to learn to be comfortable with it.”

“Yeah?” Jason questions with a raised eyebrow.

“I was a teenager when I got in. We’d just been hit. The path ahead seemed so clear and so right, and twenty years later, all the loss, all the bloodshed. I…CAN’T…DO…THIS…ANYMORE!”

“Whoa,” Jason states, holding both hands up in surrender. When he sees Mandy has calmed again, he continues, “I get that you’ve hit some bumps over the last year or so. But this can’t have been the only time you’ve had some ops go bad. So, what else am I missing? Because this is who you are. It’s who we are.” 

“It’s not who I want to be anymore,” Mandy replies, an errant tear escaping and streaking down her cheek as she sniffles.

“Ok, then, who do you want to be, Mandy? Tell me.”

“I don’t have all the answers, Jason. But I have to do this now.”

“What do you mean you have to do this now?”

“If I don’t do this now, if I don’t, walk away now. I’m gonna lose myself forever. And if I stay, you’re gonna talk me out of it. I have too much at stake. I’m not going to let that happen.”

“What the fuck could possibly be so important?” Jason asks, his voice laced with frustration.

Mandy lets out a tired sigh, “This isn’t how I wanted to tell you. But I’m pregnant.”

Jason sits there quietly, staring at her. Not sure he’d heard her correctly, “Are you sure?”

Mandy chuckles, “Yeah, I’m sure. However, the positive pregnancy test, all-day sickness, and food aversion solidified my suspicions. So, it seems what happened in J-Bad came home with us… Also, to be clear, I’m having this baby, Jason. I’m leaving how involved you want to be up to you.”

“That’s my kid. I’m not going anywhere. Have you been to a doctor?”

“I have, I’m about eleven weeks along, and everything looks good on the ultrasound.” Reaching into her purse, she pulls an image out and slides it across the picnic table to him. “Here is a copy of the ultrasound picture for you.”

Jason picks it up carefully, immediately recognizing that the blob in the center of the image is their child. With that realization, he lets out a pained groan. 

“What?” Mandy asks, worried.

“I’m gonna have to tell Emma and Mickey…I’m gonna have to tell my teenage kids they are going to get a younger sibling. This is not gonna be a fun conversation. Especially as I gave Emma a refresher safe sex speech before the deployment.”

Mandy tries to stave off a chuckle that quickly develops into a full-body laugh, “You master chief gave Emnma a safe sex speech?”

“Yuck it up. Cause I’m not telling the kids by myself. You’re doing this with me.”

Mandy abruptly stops laughing. “What are you talkin’ about?”

“You and me,” he states, pointing at each of them for emphasis, “are a team. I have your back; you have mine. It’s why we work so well together. Why mess with what works?”

“Fine, but you’re telling Bravo Team on your own. Cause while you’re telling them, I’ll be telling Naima. I’m gonna need to talk to someone who’s not only done this before but has done this with a tier-one operator. Knowing how you guys operate, standard rules probably don't apply.”

Jason smirks at, “Sure. You got yourself a deal.” He then takes a swig of his beer, “I have the long weekend off. Do you want to join the kids and me on a road trip?”

“As long as the kids don’t mind, I’d love to join you. When are you leaving?”

“As soon as you’re packed. We planned to hit the road once we finished your re-entry lunch.” Jason admits. 

After lunch, Jason followed Mandy home, where she packed a weekend bag before piling into Jason’s Truck and heading to his apartment. She noted a couple of potted plants by his front door when they pulled up. Getting out, they were greeted a the front door by Emma. Emma grins, stepping forward to hug Mandy, “Please tell me you’re joining us on the road trip?”

Mandy smiles, returning Emma’s hug. “Yeah, I’ll be joining you guys. So where is this trip to? Your dad didn’t tell me.” 

Emma links her arm with Mandy and guides her into the kitchenette, where Mickey is packing a cooler. 

Jason follows behind them, “so, are we ready to go?”

“Yeah, bags are by the front door. And the cooler is backed.” Mickey states. 

“Alright, help me get everything in the back of the truck,” Jason asks his son. “Everyone, hit the head before we get on the road.” He adds as he leaves the room.

“Dad,” Emma and Mickey both groan. 

Mandy just chuckles, watching the family go. Subconsciously she places a hand on her abdomen, this is her child’s family, and she can’t help but smile at that. 

Emma caught Mandy’s movement, unsure if she should articulate the burning question; instead, she answered Mandy’s earlier one. “We are heading up to Windham, New York. We’re driving to drop Mickey off at Brighton Academy, his boarding school. Then you and Dad will drop me off at Tish.” Emma explained.

Mandy chuckles as she follows Emma out. Jason honks the horn of the truck as Emma locks the door. Father and son are waiting on them. Emma climbs in the back seat, joining Mickey while Mandy climbs into the passenger seat. 

“So, are we driving straight through or stopping for the night when you get tired?” She asks Jason teasingly.

Mickey and Emma started chuckling before Jason could form a response. 

“Picking on me already? Wow, why did I ask you to join us again?” He asks Mandy with a wink.

Mandy grins, folds her hands under her chin, and flutters her eyelashes, “Because you like me.”

“Cute,” Jason gripes. “We’re stopping for the night in Philly.”

“Grandma and gramps are expecting us for dinner,” Mickey chimes in.

“Oh,” Mandy murmurs, unsure if she’s ready to meet the parents, as it were. Granted, she’d met Linda Hayes once shortly after Alana’s death. 

Meanwhile, Emma links the Spotify app on her phone with the truck’s sound system and Bon Jovi’s ‘Blaze of Glory.’ Within minutes all three members of the Hayes family are singing along enthusiastically. Mandy shakes her head in amusement.

“Come on, Mandy! You have to sing along too!” Emma exclaims from her seat.

After some encouragement from Mickey and Jason, Mandy joins in, and the quartet sings several songs together. Three hours in, they stop to refuel on gas and take a bathroom break. 

Once he’s refueled the truck, Jason pulls into a space on the side of the gas station. Nearby is a small grass field that Mickey runs off with Emma’s Reese's peanut butter cups. She chases after him yelling, “Give them back, Mickey!”

Mandy laughs, shaking her head as Jason lowers the tailgate on the back of his truck. Together they take a seat watching the two teens chase each other. 

“You ok?” Jason asks, noticing how quiet Mandy has become.

“Yeah, it just hit me earlier. It’s not just us. But those two,” Mandy nods to the teens, “will be this baby’s family.” 

“They’ll be your family too, not just the babys’,” Jason tells her, giving her shoulder a slight nudge with his own.

“I’ve told you about my family history; since my mom died, I’ve had no family, which is daunting. Not to mention, we didn't exactly have a great relationship before she died.”

“You’ve interrogated terrorists. Seen some of the worst of humanity. My kids are harmless by comparison.”

“What about your parents?  I wasn't exactly prepared for this road trip to include that. Not to mention do they know I’m coming to dinner?”

Jason looks at her sheepishly, “My mom will be happy to get another grandkid to love and spoil. My dad…” Jason shrugs his shoulders. “After Mickey and I loaded the last things in the truck, I called my mom, so she knows you’re with us.”

“Speaking of Mickey and Emma, when do you plan on telling them about the baby?”

Jason chuckles, “How Emma’s been watching you, I think she suspects something.”

“What do you mean?” Many asks apprehensively. 

Grinning, “You’ve been distracted in your own head. That’s understandable... But that's not normal. You’ve been placing your hand on your stomach a lot.”

“Oh,” Mandy replies, not realizing how out of character she’s acted. Mandy lays her head on his shoulder and yawns. The excitement of the day catching up with her.

“Look, why don’t I tell them before we hit the road? Your nerves look frayed, and you’re obviously tired. Get in the truck and take a nap. I’ll wake you when we hit the outskirts of Philly.” Jason suggested.

Mandy agrees with a slight nod of her head. He places his arm around her shoulder, pulling her close. She nestles her head into his shoulder, letting his inherent warmth seep in, the smell of his aftershave soothing her. 

Leaning down, he places a soft kiss against her temple, “It’s gonna be alright.”

Caught in their own bubble, neither adult notices the teens watching them from the grassy field. Several minutes go by, then Mandy pulls away slowly. Jason helps her down from the tailgate. 

Jason watches Mandy climb into the truck before jogging over to his kids. He snatches the last Reese’s peanut butter cup from Mickey’s hand and pops it into his mouth. Both kids simultaneously yelling, “Hey!”

“Are we getting back on the road, dad?” Mickey asks.

“In a bit, but I need to talk to you about something. Jason then points to some picnic tables. The trio saunter to the table, each taking a seat.

“What’s up, dad? Is this about Mandy?” Emma asks, getting straight to the point.

Jason claps his hands together and shakes his head, “I told Mandy that you were suspicious of something being up.”

“So something is going on?” Emma pushes, not allowing Jason any slack.

“Are you guys dating?” Mickey asks, finally joining Emma with the questions.

“Yes, something is going on. No, Mandy and I aren't dating. I’m not sure what we’re doing.” Jason finishes with a sigh taking a hand to rub the back of his neck.

“Well, you two are something, or you wouldn't have brought her on the road trip?” Emma nudges.

“Especially since we’re stopping at Grandma and Grandpa’s house for dinner.” Mickey tosses in.

“That’s all true….” Jason pauses, unsure how to continue.

Seeing her father struggle for words, Emma takes pity on him and asks, “Is Mandy pregnant? Are we getting a sibling?” She smirks at him.

“Emma!” Mickey exclaims at her questions.

“Yeah, Mandy’s pregnant. The baby’s mine. So, in roughly six and a half months, you’ll get a baby brother or sister.” Jason admits.

“Umm, weren’t you the one giving Emma the safe sex speech before your last deployment?” Mickey can't help but ask.

Jason glares at his son. But before he can respond, Emma chimes in.

“Wait! That means she’s like three months pregnant. Three months ago, you were still in J-Bad. You two hooked up on deployment?” She pauses for a moment. “Isn’t that against the rules, Master Chief Hayes?” She asks teasingly, wanting to get a little revenge.

Jason groans, “Enough. I’m not gonna get into the details of what happened between Mandy and me in J-Bad.”

“UGH!” Mickey exclaims a look of disgust on his face.

“Dad, trust me, we don't want the details of how our sibling was conceived,” she shudders. She briefly looks at her brother before continuing. “We love you, dad, and as long as you’re happy, that's all we want. It seems like Mandy and this baby could be a chance for you to be happy. We want that for you.”

“Dad, mom’s been gone, and she would want you to be happy. That’s all she ever wanted for us. Plus, with you stepping down from actively deploying with Bravo Team, you’ll be able to be around more and help Mandy. I know you have regretted being deployed so much when we were little. You have another chance to do things differently.” Mickey adds.

In the truck, Mandy grabbed Jason’s discarded Flyers hoodie and folded it into a pillow. She didn't wake up when the others came back. The kids put on their headphones and returned to their electronic devices while Jason pulled back onto the road. 

Many startles awake to a hand gently nudging her shoulder. Stretching languidly in her seat, she then curls back in on herself. Pulling the hoodie from where it's wedged, she pulls it tightly around herself like a shield as a source of warmth and comfort.

“We’re about twenty minutes from my folk's places,” Jason advises as he changes lanes to get off at the next exit. 

“Ok,” Mandy mumbles as she tries to stifle a yawn. 

Sitting up, she lowers the visor, wincing when she sees her reflection in the mirror. Her hair had come out of its loose ponytail and now stood in a static halo. She notes that the bags under her eyes are less pronounced but remain present. The exhaustion from deployment, the last few weeks on extra assignment, and the changes going through her body due to the pregnancy still taking their toll on her body. 

In the mirror, Mandy sees Emman hand her a brush, “thanks,” she tells her, a wane smile on her face.

Running the brush through her hair Mandy combs out the tangles and pulls it back into a ponytail. Turning in her seat, she hands the brush back to Emma, “thanks,” she states again, this time the smile on her face reaching her eyes. 

“No problem, we girls got to stick together,” Emma replies, stowing the brush in her bag. “Speaking of, when do we find out if we’re getting a little brother or sister? Personally, I’m hoping it's a girl. One stinky little brother is more than enough.”

“Hey!” Mickey yells with indignation, “I don't stink!”

“Your hockey duffle bag tells a different tale,” Emma insists, reaching and ruffling his hair while he tries to swat away her hand.

“Knock it off, you two.” Jason grumps from the driver's seat, used to their antics.

Uncontrollable laughter bubbles up from Mandy’s core; she tries to suppress it. Her body shakes for a moment and then bursts out. Causing the others to laugh with her. 

“The doctor plan on doing an anatomy scan around the time I reach eighteen to twenty weeks, so as long as the baby cooperates, we should find out its gender then. I’m roughly eleven weeks now, so it's still a little ways off.”

“That’s so cool. Will you send us pics and keep us updated?” Mickey asked, full of excitement and curiosity. 

“Sure. I can do that.”

Dinner had been a tense and painful affair. It only worsened after she declined the glass of wine with dinner. She had picked at her meal, the tension making her nausea worse. Eventually, she had to excuse herself as the little she ate didn't sit well. 

Jason had been in a heated argument with his father. When she returned to the table, which only worsened when Jason revealed her pregnancy, his mother sat in stunned silence as his father abruptly stood and stormed off. 

The kids cleared the table and said their goodbyes; now, the quartet was back in the truck heading toward Windham. Mandy reached over the center council, lacing her fingers with Jason’s give them a squeeze in support.

The rest of the drive to Windham was quiet; everyone was lost in their thoughts. When they arrive at Mickey’s school, they get out of the truck; Jason unloads his bags from the truck bed as Emma hugs Mickey tightly. 

Mickey then comes over to Mandy, giving her a shy smile. He also offers Mandy a tight hug. “I want to be in the loop. Will you please keep me updated on what's happening?”

As she steps back, Mandy grins, “Of course.” She then unlocks her cell and hands it to him, “Add your contact info.” Mickey grabs and quickly enters his info, But instead of giving it back to Mandy, he hands it to Emma, who also adds her information.

Last, Mickey heads over to Jason. Neither says anything as Jason pulls Mickey into a tight, crushing embrace. Mickey hugs him back just as fiercely. They stay in that position for a moment before pulling apart. Grabbing his duffles, Mickey says “Bye” to everyone before heading for his dorm room. 

Climbing in the truck, Emma rests in the back seat and falls asleep within minutes.  Getting back on the road, Mandy leans back in her seat and watches Jason. After a few minutes, he glances in her direction, “Why are you staring.?”

“Just thinking about today. It’s been an emotional rollercoaster. How are you holding up?” Mandy asks again as she laces her hand with his on the center console. 

“Surprisingly, I’m ok. Yes, you shocked me with your lunchtime revelations. But, us having a kid is not a bad thing, though I can't say I’m looking forward to the ribbing from the guys.” He chuckles, and Mandy sputters to suppress her laugh. “I got to spend time with the kids, and they took the news of getting another sibling well, so that's a win. My mom is excited about getting another grandbaby to spoil. As for my old man, we’ve been butting heads since I was in high school and decided to enlist. I’m sorry for what he said to you and that you had to witness the drama.”

“I’m sorry for causing the drama.”

“That wasn't on you, and had you not been there, we would have gotten into it over something else. He and I don't do well together in the same house, let alone the same room.”

They continue to talk over things for the next two and a half hours, making their way into New York City. Jason mutters a few choice curses under his breath. Emma wakes as Jason puts the truck into Park. It’s almost midnight when he pulls her bags from the truck bed. 

Mandy and Emma hug as they say goodbye, the young woman also asking to be updated on all things pregnancy. Mandy steps back, giving father and daughter a moment. She, in turn, pulls out her cell phone and starts looking for a decent hotel where they can sleep for the night.

[figure-skating-watch-party]

Chapters: 40/50 Fandom: SEAL Team (TV) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Sonny Quinn & Clay Spenser, Stella Baxter/Clay Spenser Characters: Clay Spenser, Sonny Quinn (SEAL Team TV), Jason Hayes, Ray Perry, Trent Sawyer, Brock Reynolds, Stella Baxter, Original Characters, Omar Hamza, Lisa Davis Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Fix-It, Future Fic, Hurt/Comfort, Action/Adventure, Brotherhood, Friendship, Clay WILL be Bravo 1 because I said so Summary:

Will Clay be able to return to Bravo after the events of 6x01 and his serious injury? Will he want to return? It will be a journey full of hurt/comfort, friendship and adventures. [6x08 did not happen in my AU] Chapter 33: Bravo just returned from the mission in Iran and there's already another spin-up. Will they save everyone? Chapter 34: How are Sonny and Clay after the explosion? Chapter 35: The following day, after Clay returned home injured. Chapter 36: Clay is getting bored. Chapter 37: Clay, Stella and Brian visit California. Chapter 38: Clay, Stella and Brian are finally in Mendocino. Chapter 39: Dr. Wilson is examining Clay. Chapter 40: Trainig again, physical fitness tests.

[londiall]

SEAL Team

So I stopped blogging my watching of SEAL Team when I decided my husband would like it too, but ho my god.

I am 100000000000% never getting over Clay Spenser. We just finished the premier of season 6 and it’s so close to the end and I’m not ok. The character development. I cannot.

There was a better and less shit way out of his story. That’s all I’m saying. I think I would have had to argue for a better ending for him. Max left, I get it. But god, it’s not like Max died and they had to Glee their way out.

Fuck.

[alwaysshallow]

Just saw ur post w a higher rank reader and im in love!

Imagine getting to work with a higher rank/colonel reader who doesn’t bark out order and is always calm, friendly, yet professional.

Treats everyone on the team like an actual person and is very understanding. They get everything done on time or EARLY (like a 3 week mission took only 1 week) with zero backtracks.

Bonus if reader gives everyone a “break time” even if its in war zone lmao. But some how everything works out and ppl are working w max efficiency and min casualty.

“Team bravo pls retreat to point B and switch places w team delta and take ur 40 min brk pls ty ty💞🫰”

Ghost hearing it 1st time on the radio: “ESCUSE ME!!?! WOT!!???🤯”

!!!! years of experience told reader that nothing does better than good environment and she's more than determined to make her people not only efficient, but she's kinda like price? like, you know you can trust her and tell her shit you probably shouldn't, but her lips are sealed.

she also has many friends considering her years spent in military, so maybe it is easier to end missions on time/early, bc of her connections and being a manipulative bitch she can be if she wants something.

break time maybe not 40 minutes but like. 15-20, reader saying that they're supposed to take break, check their guns, check if there's anything they need before they will continue pushing forward. it's not because she's friendly, it's because she likes to work alone and check if there's any more danger than she already saw.

ghost is absolutely flabbergasted LMAOOOO and doesn't believe in shit like this so he follows up after reader. "tough time? we should take east route. we can move by the river" he'd say, seeing her in deep thought.

"i told you to take a break. it's disobedience to your colonel" she'd look at him, almost rolling her eyes

"it's not really a break, when you're thinking for all of us" and he gives her the look. "we're a team"

reader has a lot going on her mind and simon is the one to actually notice that between her playful nature and being all bubbly almost all the time. their bond grows stronger after this situation imo

[rebelwrites]

Hi! Glad to see you back! How about Jax Teller having a younger twin sister and what a day is like for them? If you don’t like that one how about Jax as a single dad to a daughter and how he takes care of her hem she is sick

She’s Teething

Jax Teller

As this is a flash fic this hasn’t been edited

As always reblogs and feedback is highly appreciated ❤️ if you want tagging in future parts let me know ❤️

Jax stared at the well stacked shelving units at the grocery store, right now he felt like he was drawing with no life ring to save him. His head was spinning as he bounced his seven month old daughter in his arms, he had tried everything to sooth her cries but nothing was working.

“Come on, babygirl,” he sighed, so close to admitting defeat, he had no clue what he was doing and he hadn’t admitted this to anyone but he was scared, ever since his girl walked out on him leaving him to raise their daughter on his own. “Please, stop crying,” he whispered, holding his hand on her head as he pressed a tender kiss against her skin.

He had no idea what medicine he needed, all he knew was his daughter was burning up and constantly screaming, nothing he did was soothing her.

“She’s teething,” a voice appeared from behind him.

“I’m sorry?” he questioned, spinning on the balls of his feet, cocking a brow at the old lady standing in the aisle.

“Your baby girl, she is teething,” the old woman said softly, pushing past Jax and grabbing, “try rubbing some of this on her gums,” she smiled, passing him a box that contained some sort of gel. Jax smiled gratefully at her, before taking the small box from her. “Also this, and also some of these.”

Jax just let the old woman toss stuff into his basket, he didn’t care how much it cost, all that mattered was that his babygirl wasn’t in any pain. He didn’t care as he tore open the box of teething biscuits, at the end of the day he was going to buy them anyway.

He watched intently as he daughter reached out grabbing the biscuit in her tiny hand, automatically pulling it to her mouth. At that moment Jax thought he had gone deaf as for the first time today she had finally stopped crying. He couldn’t help but let out a large sign of relief.

“Thank you, for everything,” he said softly, smiling at the old woman, “you have been a lifesaver.”

“You are more than welcome, son,” she hummed, resting her hand on his arm. “Your daughter is beautiful and don’t stress too much, you are doing amazing.”

Jax couldn’t find the words so he just smiled gratefully at her, as quick as she appeared she disappeared leaving Jax once again standing alone in the baby medicine aisle. Looking down at his daughter she was happily sucking away at the biscuit in her grasp, Jax didn’t care she was getting his Kutte covered in the food all that mattered was she was happy and content. Leaning down he pressed a kiss against the top of her head before heading to the check out.

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