This is a story I have been working on, based on the film Nobel Son. Please keep in mind - this has my own spin on it. It does not fully follow the film, so if that bothers you...well, sorry.

Rated M mainly for the adult scene in the first chapter.

Enjoy. :)

Picking Up the Broken Pieces

None of them could have predicted this happening to them. Who would? Who would expect to go through such a terrifying experience? Most do not prepare themselves for this sort of thing. However, despite the fear, anguish, and numerous tears shed, one positive thing managed to result from all of this, which was the re-bonding of a once broken relationship.

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Eli Michaelson rubbed his eyes and glanced once more at his watch. It was nearly midnight, and he knew he needed to get home. However, the stack of papers sitting there in front of him were not going to grade themselves, so picking up his pen, he went back to work. A frown came to his face when he heard a knocking, and when he looked up he was caught by surprise at the site of someone standing on the other side of his office door. When he saw who it was, though, he relaxed and motioned for them to come into the room.

"What are you doing here Beth? Jesus, you scared the shit out of me," he commented.

"I was driving by, and when I saw the light on in here, I thought I would stop in and keep you company," the young redhead replied as she walked over to his desk and sat on the edge in front of him.

"Who said I wanted your company?"

"After our last meeting, I know damn well you thoroughly enjoy my company," she stated as her hand ran along his chest.

"What if that was just a onetime thing? For all you know, my attraction to you could have completely diminished since then."

"I'm not stupid, Eli. I've seen the way you look at me, and I know you want to fuck me now as badly as you did then."

Eli narrowed his eyes at her, and slowly a wicked grin crossed his face. "You're a very good observer, Miss Chapman," he purred, his hands running along her thighs as she stood before him, and she let out a squeak of surprise when he roughly pulled her down onto his lap and crushed his lips to hers. Moaning into his mouth, she returned the kiss as her hands swiftly undid his pants and reached inside to stroke him through his boxers. Not into the mood for teasing or foreplay, he stood up, lifting her up with him, and laid her down upon his desk. Pulling her panties down and off of her, he gave himself a couple of strokes as he prodded her most feminine area with his free hand. Feeling how ready she was, he swiftly buried himself within her, squeezing his eyes shut and his nails digging into her hips as her tight warmth enveloped him. Beth moaned as he drove into her hard and fast, her legs winding around his hips to draw him in even deeper.

"Oh Eli," she gasped, her hands grabbing at his shirt. Bracing his hands on his desk, he leaned forward to where he was pressed snugly against her, the direct stimulation against her clit making her cry out.

"Oh god, it's been too long," he panted, finding it hard to hold off from coming.

"Come for me, Eli. I want to feel you come," Beth whimpered, the feeling of her spasming around him letting him know she was getting close as well.

Mustering the last of his strength, he pulled her closer to him and proceeded to thrust in her as quickly as he could. It was not long before she was crying out her release, and he buried himself to the hilt within her as his own climax overtook him. Once he came down from his high, he resituated himself before collapsing back into his chair. As he struggled to catch his breath, he watched Beth with heavy eyes as she straightened her clothes as well. She then sat in his lap, and kissed him intimately. "I think that was just what I needed," he murmured once he pulled away, and let out a content sigh.

"Maybe now you won't be such a grumpy ole shit," Beth said teasingly with a wink, her comment making him chuckle.

"You better go on before someone sees your car," he commented, and they share one last kiss before she stood up and left.

It was another hour before Eli finally decided to call it quits for the night, and locked everything up securely before heading home. As he walked into the house, he did his best to remain quiet. The last thing he wanted was to wake anyone. While padding up the stairs, he listened for any sign of someone still being awake, and was pleased when only silence greeted him. Making his way into his bedroom, he stripped down to his boxers and undershirt before silently slipping into bed. Just when he thought he was home free, a hand suddenly touched his shoulder, making him jump with surprise.

"I was wondering when you were going to get home," he heard Sarah whisper. "I was starting to get worried."

"Sorry if I kept you up, love. I lost track of time grading papers."

"It's okay," she said, and noticed when she touched his arm he cringed away from her. "Is everything okay? You seem a little jumpy."

"I'm fine. You just startled me, that's all. I didn't think you would still be up."

"Neither did I, but the later it got, the more worried I became."

"Sorry again for keeping you up," he apologized, and kissed her before they both quickly fell asleep.