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

Chapter 51: Honeymoon & Love Part 3

I Mick Mars aka one Mick Mars-Osbourne am in bliss....SOMETHING I'd never thought was possible and for so many years I thought all of this wasn't meant for an alien like me especially when it came to Ozzy and I, and I have never in my life been so glad to have been proven wrong than right now....and am eternally grateful that I gave my husband a second chance, the way he looks at me...like no one else or anything else exists.....

I get broken out of my reverie by our food arriving and I inhale deeply, it SMELLS good.....

"It tastes even better trust me." Ozzy chuckles, breaking me out of my inner monologue.

"I am sure it does Oz....and I was wondering if perhaps....well maybe you could make this back home sometime?"

"You bet your sexy arse I will."

"Being cheeky dear husband are we?" I smirk.

Ozzy smirks back expressive eyes darkening with a taste of things to come....later of course, then again we shall see. Ozzy and I dig in and it's indeed as good as it tastes, Ozzy explaining to me the mushy peas and the malt vinegar and what combos he likes and I follow suit and of course we talk about anything and everything, including our daughters.

"So darling, I seem to remember telling you we can go after we're done here any where we wanna go, I mean it.....and on that note Mick did you have any ideas?" My husband asks softly.

I think for a moment and take another bite of my fish before I reply slowly with, "The British Museum is a place I've always wanted to go and never thought I'd get to, and maybe a bakery or sweets shop or something like that and....i really love nature and all....maybe we could visit Hyde Park?"

Ozzy replies reverently with, "Firefly...those are all wonderful ideas and I would love to make all your dreams come true, so if that's what you want then that's what we will do."

I feel tears fall before I can stop them, feeling emotional but in a good way....that I have a partner WHO listens, who cares and is willing to do whatever it takes to make me happy, do what i want.

I feel my husband's strong and beloved safe arms wrap me in their embrace, the scent of Citrus and Spice comforting me.....

"Mick? Darling firefly talk to me please." My husband is very much concerned.

It takes me a moment to find my voice, "I-It's just that you listen.... care, willing to do whatever it takes to make me happy, do what I want.... I've never had that before and I-I, didn't think it was meant for m-me. I am so DAMNED glad I opened my heart to you again. It means more than words can say."

"MICK....it took me so long to SEE and once I did....i mean you are EVERYTHING to me. You've given me SO much: children that I love dearly, your heart, a second chance....you balance me, you challenge me and now we're married....its so surreal sometimes but the point is it is REAL." Ozzy replies tearfully before capturing my lips in a slow sweet kiss and after a bit we finish eating and naturally unable to take our eyes or hands off each other, as we get in our car and head for the British Museum and not going to fucking lie, I give Tommy a run for his money in excitement.....i cannot help BUT be happy and upon arrival at the museum and standing on the steps, I turn to my husband his hand cradling mine with wide eyes....

"This is....holy shit.....i mean wow."

"Think this is something? Wait till you see the inside my love." Ozzy is looking at me like only he can, like no one else exists and kisses me softly and we make our way inside but not before getting stopped by some fans, and we sign a few autographs.

Once inside, my husband and I.... i.e., Ozzy pays despite my protest, ok FEEBLE protests and I find my self-gawking and he and I opt for a non-guided tour, and we get lost in the exhibits....me pointing out my favorite parts of history as it were to my husband, feeling very animated and my back pain is dull today. All I know is I am having the time of my life!

Ozzy and I wander around for hours and I buy some stuff in their gift shop and then I tell my husband I'd love to go to the park next, but am also hungry again and he suggests we stop off at a bakery or something like I wanted and I Mick Mars-Osbourne practically tackle my husband in happiness, Ozzy's and mine laughter echoing....scaring the shit out of some pigeons I tell you now.

At the bakery I laugh and at seeing my husband's knowing yet also curious expression, I explain, "Just thinking that Gene would go fucking ape shit right now, can you imagine the carnage? The poor pastry."

"Sixx would have his damned hands full for sure.....and this would if you think about it, be like that scene in scar face for your drummer.....its the last bloody thing the kid needs." Ozzy very, VERY MUCH amused.

I snort at that, and before long we have what we need and make our way to Hyde Park and Ozzy surprises me by picking his favorite spot, very romantic....and he further surprises me by conjuring a blanket, spreading it upon the ground....helping me sit down first, before joining me...with me being moved in between his legs, my back against his chest and we dig in to our sweets and I lean back against my husband feeling perfectly content...happy...and so very loved.

I sigh happily....

"I agree my love....so contented....so happy, so in love." My husband was echoing my thoughts perfectly.

"Do you...think we'll always be this happy?"

"I KNOW we will, we've had some storms to be sure....a lot of which were my own making....but we always found our way to each other, we did I mean." Ozzy says quietly before continuing, "I experienced for a time what life would be like without you and I NEVER want to go back to that. I can't and I know now that I'll never have to. I cannot help but feel that how I treated you, will at least....i mean I'll ALWAYS regret it." Ozzy is at this point in tears, the bounty of pastry set aside or packed away, and I change positions straddling him...nothing sexual, I just want him to look at me, and I feel the tears well up in my eyes as I do as he's so often done to me, cradle his face in my hands.

"OZZY..." I demand firmly before softening my tone, "My prince look at me." Ozzy does so as I thumb away his tears. "I know you will Oz.... you can't fucking help that and that shits in the past. If none of it had happened, we may not have been here. True for a time, you broke me completely yet still my heart was yours.... I never truly stopped loving you, even if then I'd also hated you. Neither of us will EVER have to be alone again in anything...you'll always have me, have our children. Fucking always."

"I love you Mick." Ozzy whispers as we lean into another and kiss, the wind whipping at our hair, though neither of us really notice as we are in our own world...

Our honeymoon was everything, truly it was...wild, loving, epic...exploring Birmingham, London and each other, Ozzy and I only feel more in love. When we came home, we immediately despite jet lag came straight to see our daughters and there were tears, among the laughter...joyful tears and time would pass by....a summer tour for Mӧtley, promoting 'Theater of Pain', Ozzy working on what would be 'the ultimate sin' album, using songs I'd written with him including the iconic title track...and that roughly would be 1985. And then before we knew it we came to 1986, a year filled with so many milestones and funnily or ironically enough September of that year....my life, my world....my health, would be rocked to the core...and I'll tell you this much it wasn't my damned back, you can hazard a guess...but I'll tell you this much, yes it involved Ozzy and I expanding our family....and yes THEY were healthy, that is NOW all I will say.

A/N: Part 3 of Mick and Ozzy's honeymoon, hope you guys enjoy!! Next chapter will see a time skip to September 1986 around the middle of the month perhaps...and as I've hinted at here, Mick and Ozzy will be expanding their family and if the birth of their twins would be any indication the stakes may be even higher this time, we shall see.....