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

Chapter 62: Safe Harbor Christmas Part 2 (Ozzy)

To this day, not that all the Christmases I've had with my husband and my family weren't fucking special.... Christmas 1986 was definitely one of the most memorable. For, my beloved was HOME....he suffered even more so physically yes, but he never failed to be there for me, or give one of his priceless smiles.... Our Shot in the Dark Tale picks up December 24, 1986....A Shot in the Dark Christmas.

We'd earlier already had a Christmas Gathering with our extended family.... i.e., The Simmons-Sixx clan, the Sarzo-Lee's and of course the Neil-Lee clan. Vince, being about 5 months pregnant, and Mick and I were the only ones that guessed right on the baby's gender. There'd been a bet going, everyone else said boy....it was or is rather a girl. Mick had commented, "I don't know why the fuck everyone is surprised....all Vince wears is pink. Makes sense to me." I'm just at this moment finishing cleaning up, I hear Mick's voice and the little excited voices of Angel and Michelle answering him.... they sound so happy, though.... i feel the twinge of fear that this is all a dream, that it will become a dream....no a nightmare.....if I lose him...lose any of this.

Before, I can stop it.... i feel the onset of tears and little voices protesting it seems....and next thing I know, I smell Mick's distinct Pine and Mint scent.... earthy and sweet, and I turn and being mindful of his swollen stomach, practically dive into his arms....as he holds me, running his fingers thru my hair.

"Mick...." I whisper. "S-Sorry...I....it just I mean....i feel l-like this is all a bloody dream.....that I will wake up....and...I fear it will become a nightmare.....if I lose you." Mick stiffens a moment before I feel him tremble. "Y-You should be off your feet darling..." Feeling guilty now.

"I just felt...like you needed me. It doesn't matter how I feel...you need me. I d-don't wanna go Oz...and I know...just how you feel. But like I t-told you....I'd do it over and over again for YOU." I look up at him. "Believe Ozzy, that I will never truly leave you.... you, Angel...Michelle, Johanna, Azalea, and Les Paul.... all of you are my world."

I kiss him, feeling a lot better....Mick and I believe me you, we don't need words.

"Mummy...need be off feet daddy." Michelle worries.

"Your mum does...." I trail off, and I can feel a smile upon my face. "But since it IS Christmas and a special time, how about some cocoa and Christmas cookies?"

"Yay!!" Both little girls chorus together, just as happy as can be at the moment though I see in their eyes the same twinge of fear as they glance back at their mother...

"Ah but its close to some little girls' bedtime." Mick is teasing them.

"But Mummy Pease? Daddy said Kissmas." Angel pouts, as does Michelle.

"Ok...Ok, for Christmas you can stay up." Mick says as they hug him as best, they can and his eyes meet mine, glowing. Of course, immediately afterwards, Mick, despite my protests insists on sitting with us in the kitchen as I and the girls get started on the Christmas Cookies and Cocoa. "Please Ozzy, I don't want to fucking be stuck on the couch or bed all the time. I just wanna be with my family." My heart broke at the sound of his voice, pleading and small and I couldn't say 'no', so I before getting started with the girls got him as comfortable as possible, including a bathroom trip, feet propped up and all and then we get started.

Flour naturally winds up everywhere as Michelle and Angel help and I couldn't care less, even though I'd already cleaned the kitchen, it was worth it seeing Mick so happy despite the ever present sheen of tears, the sound of his laughter and our eldest children's laughter echoing along with mine. We can weather this storm we can....i TREASURE moments like these....i always have....and always will, something and I bloody well hope I am wrong...tells me I will need that.

Cookies before long are baked, frosted and cooled....along with plenty of hot cocoa, Mick had dozed off and on, but he declares he wants peppermint in his so that is what he gets. We all Sheppard Mick to the couch, getting him settled and then we all feast on cocoa and cookies, me holding tightly to my family...as we watch a Christmas movie. I cuddle into Mick as best I can, unwilling to let him go...

"Hey...are you feeling better Oz?" Mick asks around a mouthful of cookie. Here I have him worried about me....but that is MY alien for you....my beloved alien.

"I should be asking YOU that. But to answer your question firefly.... i feel better having you at my side, having you home...home for Christmas...home for always."

"I'm gonna worry about you Ozzy doesn't matter what state I'm in." Mick says seriously before shaking his head amused. "Should we really be giving them all this sugar? We'll never get them to bed now."

"I believe someone my love...told them they could stay up. Sides' it just enhances their personalities more." I tease my husband, who glares playfully.

"Is THAT what you call it?" Mick quips.

"I do." I nod sagely, Mick snorts in amusement. We polish off the cocoa and cookies...the girls want to cuddle with their mother and I, feeling their sisters and brothers move. Mick, who I can tell is exhausted, is answering their questions.

"Does it hurt mummy?" Did they love cookies an' cocoa? Do they wike kissmas?" Angel and Michelle both ask.

"Well, it's very uncomfortable...it can be. But I LOVE it...because it lets me know they are ok. They really loved the cookies and cocoa, kicked me everywhere. I'd say they love Christmas." Mick tells them honestly.

"Daddy says you da bestest present eva!" Michelle declares.

"Well poppet you're not wrong!" I answer before Mick does.

"You girls...I hope you are having a wonderful Christmas." I state softly, nearing tears.

"Uh-huh daddy!!" They both chorus.

"Can we open peasants?" Angel's little eyes glow hopefully.

"Wait till the morning sweetheart. It will be worth it." I tell her.

"ok daddy...if say so." Angel looks to her sister and then to Mick. "Can me and sissy give mommy peasant?" This is followed by a yawn, her sister following suit.

"All right then it's off to bed with you two and then we'll have a good Christmas dinner tomorrow and everything.... stay with your mother, ok? I'll be right back." I kiss Mick, telling him I love him and I go and fetch the girls present they want to give Mick....they had a little help from me with it and soon I return. "Here firefly, the girls had a bit of help with this from me...but its for you...they made it."

"I already treasure this." Mick whispers, opening the gift.... his eyes going wide, and the tears fall. The gift in question is a picture of all of us...Angel and Michelle chose what went on the frame and decorated it. "Wow...." Mick trails off, hugging both our girls to him as best he can. "Thank you, girls....so much. I love you both, and daddy and Johanna, Azalea, and Les...always."

Both girls are at this point struggling to stay awake and Mick isn't far behind them....so I scoop up Angel and Michelle and take them upstairs to their beds, they fall asleep instantly...almost, they tell me they love me and their mother and siblings and how much they love Christmas. I hurried back downstairs to find Mick asleep. I don't want to move him....but I know he prefers to be with all of us...near us, so carefully and as soundlessly as I can, I pick him up and hold him and I carry him up to our bedroom, he doesn't stir except to burrow into my embrace and as I slip him under the covers and get him comfortable....he does wake....briefly.

"Girls are asleep darling.....i didn't want to move you, but I know you'd rather be up here with us all. I love you and Merry Christmas Mick."

"Mmm'kay.... love you all an' Merry Christmas Oz." Mick murmurs sleepily. I kissed him, unable to help myself.

"You Mick....YOU are the greatest gift I could ever receive...you and ALL our children. Remember I've got you always and forever my love." I whisper, a gentle hand on his stomach.

It was a beautiful and memorable Christmas. So many memories made....sweet ones...each one precious...always though in the back of my mind...and everyone's really...were the bitter-sweet ones....

A/N: An Mars-Osbourne Christmas....sweet moments, funny ones perhaps and the bitter-sweet ones. Next chapter it will be almost time for the triplets to arrive, so stay tuned!