Is it possible to be this happy? This LOVED and cared for...no CHERISHED. To have a partner, that has never given up on me and refuses to do so. Who has made me a mother again....my alien, my husband Mick Mars. It's hard to believe a few days have passed already, I am basking in the love of my husband, and WE are basking in each other....in addition, we've been cooking together, special date nights...baking lessons, cuddling and my favorite night walks on the beach. And to think, there's another week I believe after this....
Tonight though, THIS night...is not a good one for me. Restless, emotional.... silently in tears, as I lay beside my husband in the dark.... things are bothering me: the impending trial of those monsters, the possibility of having to see them again...even seeing Bruce......
Its late....and the moon is out......and so I managed to sneak out of the bedroom I share with my husband, grabbing a blanket.... still in tears and so here I am...alone on the beach, except for my unborn daughter...standing still staring out at the waves....
Erica kicks at me, my hands on my stomach.... the blanket slipping off my shoulders now....
"Why c-can't I just let things go? It...it scares me, I should be happy...I AM..." I whisper and suddenly I feel I am not alone, without turning I feel the blanket drawn up over my shoulders more, the numbers '1313' visible on one hand, the flash of 'Mars' on the other. I only cry harder. Its not fair to my husband.... I feel myself turned until I find myself looking at a very worried and yet knowing Mick.
He wraps his arms around me as best he can, my head resting against his chest....as I feel his heartbeat.
"Eric I was and am really worried about you. I woke up because I didn't feel you beside me, not but a moment after you'd left. I knew you'd be out here, and I know something is bothering you, many things.... if I had to hazard a guess, it's the impending trial.... the possibility of having to see those monsters again, including the one you once called 'friend'."
"Micky...." I sigh heavily, "You're right.... It's just.... it's hard, it hurts...tonight, the pain.... the trauma, the possibility of having to relieve it all.... i should be happy, I should l-let it goes, this isn't fair to you." Gentle guitar roughened hands gently caress my face.
"Eric baby.... i know it does...I know how much it hurts and having to face all that again, I swear to you that I will let NONE of them touch you...ever again. You never have to just 'let it go', no one expects you to get over everything in an instant, you hurt...I hurt, and I will be with you every step of the way. I love you Eric.... now I can see how tired you are...."
I cut my husband off, leaning into his touch, "Can we please stay here a little while longer?"
"We can stay as long as you want." Is his reply before gently kissing me and whipping away any of my remaining tears and helping me sit down in the sand before joining me, and sharing the blanket with me, his hands...joining with mine over my swollen stomach, Erica calmly moving. "I love you so much. And for the record---you my queen are allowed to have your days, and I can see how much all this means to you.... like me, the honeymoon.... it's in your eyes and baby it's in your heart." Mick's voice is husky, deep from his tears...and so his beautiful and I mean beautiful words, also get me emotional.
Erica begins to kick gently at my stomach, and I feel myself smiling through my tears, just very moved by it, I feel my husband is in much the same way. This is LOVE.... right here, surrounding me...his embrace and our daughter: Erica.
"Thank you, Mick, just for being YOU....my alien. I am sorry though to worry you, I can't help that...still, here you are with me comforting me, losing sleep...you are with ME. I love you."
"I love you too...and I love Erica. I've never given up on you and now her and I never will."
We sit there, cuddling with one another.... the waves continue to crash against the shore, the moon illuminating the night.... where two lovers and their unborn child embrace each other in their way...OUR way.
Next thing I know, I wake with a start.... The moon is still out, and Mick enters from our bathroom.
"I carried you up here, you fell asleep, and you look like you need more of it." My husband explains and then adds, "Did I ever tell you how beautiful you look?" Joining me now on the bed, and I vaguely note that my clothes are changed and sand free.
"Mmm, yes...I see it and feel it every look, every touch...everyday Micky.... before I go back to sleep, I really need to pee something awful, and I want more cuddles."
My husband helps me up to the bathroom, I pee and wash my hands and then this time I find myself underneath the covers, I can feel Erica move and my husband joins me, gently laying his head on my stomach, stroking it as I run my fingers through his hair.
"I can feel you move my little sapphire, and I love this feeling...I know mommy does, but you and he need sleep. Remember if you lose sleep though, so will i.... dream sweet dreams princess, I love you." I feel Erica gradually quit moving and I know she's asleep, I smile sleepily at Mick.
"You Mick Mars are out of this world amazing."
"Naturally." Mick quips but there is a smile on his face, the sight of which never fails to awe me.
"Kiss me?" I murmur sleepily.
"Always, I love you." I feel my husband's lips upon mine, me loving the feel and I fall asleep right after, much more peaceful than before.
The rest of our honeymoon and indeed our entire honeymoon was spent leaning on one another, loving one another.... love, heart...passion and more. Just US, being together. The rest of our honeymoon was special.... i had my moments, but as always, I had my beloved alien beside me and our unborn daughter......
Sadly though, for Mick...and especially for me, it went by way TOO fast. SO many memories made, such cherished precious memories.... Of course, we did keep in contact with our family. and even more sadly, news came down....2 weeks after our honeymoon, it was TIME. It was TIME for the trial, time for those monsters to face justice and the wrath of not just MY alien...but their victims, chiefly...me, YES me. I will tell you; I gave testimony...but I was very, and I do mean very well protected. Paul, Gene...and even Bruce...especially those monsters, no longer had any say...any power, they'd lost all that already at that point but with the trial even more so. The trial was just as I'd thought, hard.... a nightmare to relive all that I'd gone through, the pain...the lies, all of it. But I wasn't alone, I was never alone and specifically up on the stand.
And there is more, you will see....one last thing I will TELL YOU, Erica was fine.... thru it all she was fine, my little rock...my little sapphire and my husband gave me the strength and courage I needed.
A/N: More of Eric and Mick's honeymoon....and the next few chapters will deal with the fall of the house of Kiss, so stay tuned.
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Kiss Your Crϋe Goodbye (A Kiss & Mӧtley tale)
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