Shot in the Dark: A Mick Mars X Ozzy Osbourne Story

Chapter 23-Lovers Talk Part 2 (Gene Simmons POV)

I true to my word at least now, help Nikki inside first.... a silent and crying Nikki, and it is breaking my heart, I get him settled on the couch...he wants his favorite blanket, so he gets covered with that and I can tell he is cradling his stomach protectively and he winces making me fearful. At seeing my look...

"Kidneys.... stubborn as fuck, they love to do that to me." Nikki shrugs, whispering practically.

"I should- "I begin.

"You wanted to talk, and we will. I'll be fine and if you could Gene? I'd love some of those pickles that were on the list." Nikki cuts me off.

"Sure, anything else?"

"Chocolate sauce?" Hopeful. My children, again strange to say.... but it feels right. But the point is, they must love sweets like I do....and I wonder if they have my personality or Nikki's, who they will look like and on the heels of that, it doesn't matter...because if they are healthy, and I find I very much don't want to lose them forever.

I agree with Nikki and quickly work to bring everything in and put it away, Nikki directing me to where they store things, and at last hand him the pickles and chocolate sauce, him fairly snatching it from my hands.

"I need to tell you something.... lots of things, but I should be honest about at least in part because I didn't believe in marriage, love, and commitment." I take a deep breath, my eyes never leaving those emerald orbs. "I was born in Israel; I didn't know my mother.... he and my mother had divorced, and she moved us to the states, changed our name to Kline.... but I was born Chaim Whitz. Eventually I would change it to fit in better to the name you know now. But the point is because of those things I had hard views on love, it meant being hurt...being vulnerable. I saw how hard my mother worked, working 2 or 3 jobs to support us, support me and my dreams. I was a dumb kid from Queens.... It's a miracle I am here at all." My voice breaks, and I do not bother to hide my tears...no more hiding and I manage to find my voice again, "Nikki, none of that even excuses how I've made you feel. I imagine you hate me or have.... love and hate both. I imagine too I gave you nightmares, I know because the same happened to me, seeing you that day I threw you aside and then seeing you pregnant and find that out, I relive that over and fucking over in my dreams. I want, no need to make things right. I see that now...and I, I didn't realize how much I'd miss you, I've seen your face everywhere...and I couldn't any longer fill the void with all those meaningless flings, with the groupies because they weren't you and slowly I'd started to see...I let you go, and I realized I was in love with you and then it was too late, I tried to search for you....i know you ran, because it was to get away from me, to try and cope. I broke your trust in me, you lost faith in me, and I understand WHY now." I finish sobbing.

"Gene..." Nikki begins shakily a look of hope and wonder and too I see the pain. "I believe you...I want...I want to believe you. This...this is a good start to us working things out, talking. But will you be there for our children? Will you up and leave me again? Can you live with the fact that I have tattoos, my personality.... I can't survive this if you were to hurt me again. I can't if I agree to do this with you...I need to KNOW." I get his true meaning.

Slowly I get up and sit next to him and gently take his hands, he flinches at first but relaxes. I take a deep breath my eyes never leaving his and say seriously, my voice husky from tears...desperate to make him see:

"Yes Nikki Sixx, YES to it all.... I promise now that I see, from now on I will be there for you and our children, you need me, I am THERE. And for the record now that I don't have my head stuck up my ass, I love those things about you, your tattoos, your personality, YOU. I realize that I love every part of you...I-I've really missed everything about you, you challenge me. I mean...I...well I see your everything now to me, you always were.... and..and you WERE right. I was jealous, that your band upstaged mine...it was stupid and petty of me. And I can't say enough that I am sorry, but those are just words...showing you is better. I will never truly leave you, not again.... please Nikki I wanna be in your life, raise our children to each other."