Demons

Chapter 5 - Time Stops...

Kate's pov:

Little Damian will never stop to surprise me and melt my heart. Such a little boy, at the age of four, saying that everything was going to be okay just defeated everything. The anger and the guilt that I felt towards myself just vanished in a matter of seconds. It was all it took really. That moment was all I needed to realize that I was okay. Blake, little Damian and myself we are okay. Five months it took me to realize that, but now that I know, I can't remember having felt more relieved.

After Blake carried the little one back to his room for his afternoon-nap, a rare nap at that, I lie myself down on the bed and just stare at the ceiling for a moment. I remember the last time I lied here. During all these months I didn't think I could ever handle being back on the spot where it all started, but I find myself being calm. I even find the strength to smile to myself for a moment before I hear the door close to my right. I turn my head to see Blake leaning against the door, just looking at me.

- I never imagined that conversation to go down like that...

He lets out before he takes a few steps towards the bed. He lies down next to my and gets as close to me as he possibly can before he places his hand on my cheek, gently caressing it.

- Our little boy never seizes to amaze me. I think I'm partly forgetting that he's growing up.

I let out and he smiles gently at me. I place my own hand on top of his for a moment as we just keep our eyes on each other. It almost feels like it is the very first time we do, and in a way, it is...after all this time.

- He understands more than we give him credit for. He's four years after all. He's starting to make sense of things in his own way...

Blake answers as he takes a deep breath and runs his thumb along my jawline as I move even closer to him and place my hand on his cheek. We rest forehead to forehead for a moment before I sense the relief in my chest again.

- And his way of making sense of it was what it took for me to realize the most important thing: I am okay. We will all be okay. That's all I need...

His eyes closes for a moment before he moves his head closer to mine and plants a soft kiss gently on my lips. The butterflies are back in my stomach for the first time in months and that alone has a big healing effect on me. What helps even more is focusing on what I've got rather than what I lost...

- Wow...if you had any idea what it's like to hear you say that after all this time...

He says and I immediately lean over to kiss him. I move the entire weight of my body closer to him. He doesn't hesitate and grabbing me and rolling us over so I lie on top of him with our lips still connected. After a while, he sits up. I discretely place my legs on each side of him, plant my arms around his neck before they slowly slide down and stop on his chest.

- I'd imagine it feels as good for you to hear it as it is for me to say it.

I look at him for a moment. I hold to his shirt that I know will come off him in a matter of seconds because of how much I need him. He smiles at me before moving his hand to my chin and leads my lips down to his. I feel this release from the demons I've been fighting, the emotions I've been trapped in for these past five months. He's always been there...he was right here and I failed to truly see it.

I feel his fingers slip through the edges of my shirt and as we break off the kiss, I allow him to pull it off me as I do the same to him. He immediately takes over and removes his shirt before leaning forward and kissing me passionately. He immediately diverts from my lips down my jawline and on to my mark. He's been aching for this for a long time and without knowing it, so have I. These waves of pleasure just spreads through my body as a result.