Ben’s Rendezvous

            It was a Friday night and I had a date with my girlfriend, Remy Greene. We had been seeing each other for about six months. I have to admit things were going good for Remy and I. She was completely fine dating someone whose mother had a history that somewhat rivaled that of Ziva David- DiNozzo’s. Unlike the other kids outside of myself, my sisters and brothers, we only had to explain to our significant others that our mother was a Fed and our dad was a civilian.

            But then again Remy understood even before I had explained anything. Both of her parents are in the Navy.  I had determined that our date tonight was just going to be a movie night in my living room for the two of us. We were pulling a Tony and Ziva movie night without a doubt. All I had I wanted was a nice, quiet evening with my girlfriend, before our night even got underway; I knew that it wasn’t going to happen.

            Mom was still at the office and Dad was running late at his job.  Noah and Drew were out front playing a game of one on one in the driveway. Jaliyah and Ashleann on the other hand were driving me absolutely crazy going back and forth from their rooms to the kitchen. The doorbell rang alerting me to Remy’s arrival.  As of late Remy had been a bit of a rebel in her own way.

We were only nineteen so there were only a limited amount of things we could legally do.  Remy didn't care whether it was legal or not, she did it anyway. Mom was starting to notice Remy's actions and didn't like them very much. Mom had thought that Rem was a bad influence on me.  But for me I could see past the underage drinking and going out to get a new tattoo every chance the whim came up. I loved Remy after all. 

My parents had seen Remy’s rebellion as a way of acting out against her parents being Navy personnel. When Remy came into the house completely things seem to stand still. For most of the relationship I had hid the GPS tracking locater that had been attached to my ankle for the past nineteen years. The audio and video surveillance Mom had told Tony she’d have built into her kids clothes had been removed from mine days before my first day at Georgetown last year. Remy had no idea of the tracking anklet, but that was about to change.

As she swung her legs up from the floor past mine she brushed by it. There was silence before Remy said something. The previews were playing so we had a few minutes.

“There’s something on your ankle.”

“Yeah.” I said trying to play it off.

“What’s on your ankle?”

“It’s a GPS tracking anklet.”

“Okay……. why is there a GPS tracking device on your ankle?”

“It’s something that my mom insisted that all of her kids have on them when she and Tony picked up the little prodigy blind pianist girl a few years back.” I said.

“And I thought my parents were crazy.” Remy said.

“She’s just protective. With what she’s had to deal with over the years, it’s understandable. Besides prior to her and my dad having me then my siblings; she wasn’t as up tight as she is now.”

“Yeah that’s doubtful.”

“She was, prior to her faking her death way back when, she’d relentlessly teased Tony.”

“But now she leaves the teasing to Ziva.”

“Well obviously she’s gonna leave that to Ziva. Ziva is Tony’s wife after all and my mom is married to my dad.”

After that the movie started. My brothers went up to their rooms as did my sisters. Remy rested on my lap as we watched the movie. Now I had a feeling that things were going to get a bit more tempting for Remy and I before the movie was even halfway through. The movie we were watching was the 1996 Kelsey Grammer movie Down Periscope.

“Hey, that Lt. Emily Lake looks a lot like your Aunt Jen.” Remy had said after that particular character first appeared on the screen.

“Really? I don’t see the resemblance.” I said.

Obviously I had seen the resemblance between the person portraying the character of Lt. Emily Lake and my Aunt. I had just wanted Remy to move past that topic. The one thing that Remy hadn’t connected the dots to was that the two people were different by one feature. The character in the movie was a blonde who always had her hair pulled back. My aunt on the other had was a redhead and her hair was like it was before she faked her death years ago.

Before long my parents were home, the movie had ended and Mom had told Remy it was time to go. So with that I walked Remy to her car and said good-bye.

“Knew that was gonna happen. Your mom is way too uptight.”

“I’ll call you later. Text me when you get home.”

With that Remy got into her car and drove off as I went back inside once Remy had turned the corner.