Sex, Crϋe and Ratt 'N' Roll, A Ratt & Mӧtley Tale

Chapter 70-A Sugar Cookie Getaway Part 3(Stephen Pearcy)

Vince is still sleeping, a testament to both how tired I know he is with carrying our twins and that he needs as much sleep as possible, plus he LOOKS so very peaceful...my rock 'n' roll angel. Its Valentine's Day, early afternoon....and I have been working on some romantic surprises for my beloved Sugar Cookie......and now I don't wanna move, I just wanna be right here for when he wakes....

I can never get over THIS, HIM...US....and I can never fucking go back to how things used to be. No longer do I take my beloved husband for granted. No longer.... i STILL though wish to God, it hadn't taken Vince nearly dying...he came SO close...for me to SEE just how much he meant to me. Our lives are full: Full of love, chaos.... music, you name it. I know that my Sugar Cookie worries about Recording an album etc. for his band and then there's the same worries for Ratt as well...but I KNOW it will all work out, sides...Vince and our children, our family come first. So yeah, Sex, Crϋe & Ratt 'N' Roll and more importantly: FAMILY.

Carefully now...slowly, I reach out....now, placing a gentle hand on his swollen stomach, so MANY times I have dreamed of this moment and the biggest difference here is that it is REAL and it doesn't even compare to my dreams....ah, I feel faint movements now...I do believe Jamison & Delilah are waking up....and gently I rub Vince's stomach...and I will keep them calm...

"Hey in there...its daddy. I've dreamed about this so many times, doing EXACTLY THIS. The dreams felt real, but I swear they don't even compare. I hope you know how much the two of you are loved...and its all thanks to mommy. Mommy he's...he's given me so much...HIS heart, a second chance, his love and now the two of YOU. And today, It's a very special day.... Valentine's day and I can think of no greater expression of love than Mommy carrying the two of you...i...I just can't wait till you two are here. I love you...I love you both SO much and mommy, God...do I love mommy..." I whisper breaking down, bowing my head and I realize two things: One, I feel fingers running thru my tousled hair and two, I hear sniffles and I jerk my head up and before I can even form words Vince beats me to it....

"I heard...every word. I just...wanted to LISTEN.... i felt Delilah and Jamison move...and Stephen...your words are BEAUTIFUL...just like YOU." Vince starts bawling and we manage somehow to attempt at least to dry one another's tears, "I love you, never doubt that you aren't worthy of me, and our children...you baby are an amazing husband and father."

My eyes widen as I realize those last words are THE same ones as in my dreams, Vince IS made for me and he is SO right, "Vinny.... baby doll...you...are made for me." And I claim his lips are unable to resist any longer and when it comes to Vince, I can NEVER resist Him...and after I give his swollen stomach multiple kisses and I feel the babies kick my beloved and smile. I do help Vince use the bathroom, which takes a while as he grumbles about because apparently the twins played a game of soccer with his bladder and finally, they lay off and on the heels of that Vince complains about being sore, so I massage him...yet the surprises and the romance...i.e., the spoiling are far from over. I help Vince dress warmly, wrapping him in a blanket.... making sure he and our twins are ok....and I tell him to close his eyes as carefully I lead him after having dressed warmly myself, outside and get him propped up and comfortable before at last telling him to open his eyes...and they open wide as he takes in the scene....

"WOW.... just WOW...." At a loss for words. The scene in question is a picnic, not just any picnic but one before a fire pit, the waves crashing against the shore....and I made sure the food would be fresh and it is, my timing in that regard was perfect...anyway....

"Surprise Vinny...Happy Valentine's Day.... I hope you love it." Softly.

"This is perfect! Thank you." Emotional now and I find I am in much the same state.

"No THANK YOU Baby Doll." I counter, "I love you..." I trail off in concern as a thought occurs, "Are you warm enough? The twins, ok?" Anxiously.

Vince SMILES and I forget how to breath, "WE are warm enough and we love you too." We tucked into the food, trading laughter and kisses and talking about our family and things. I don't want to keep Vince outside too long, but he keeps telling me he is ok.....and once he has eaten enough, I take him inside and tell him to close his eyes again as I get him settled on the couch, propped up and make sure he's warm and I rush to find the bouget of his favorite roses, set up a bubble bath in our bathroom and once that's done....

"Open those eyes of your baby doll." Vince does and they fill with tears as I hand him the bouquet.

"I know how much you loved these Sugar Cookie....and for another surprise I have a bubble bath ready for you and I figure that would maybe help your sore muscles." I join him on the couch, Vince still speechless but his eyes fairly glow as I start rubbing his stomach feeling our children kick....

"How Did I hit the fucking jackpot here? "Vince ventures to say once he finds his voice, "You've been...such a fucking sweetheart, this...has been the best and most romantic day of my life! You take amazing care of not just me, but our babies...its...its...everything to me and this getaway idea of yours was PERFECT and very much needed."

No, I argue baby doll, that I HIT the fucking jackpot with you.... i love you more and more with each passing moment....

Vince and I kiss and gradually I do help him off the couch, the roses placed in a vase before leading him to the bathroom, stripping him down and helping him sink among the relaxing and still warm bubbles, his hands resting on his swollen stomach and Vince purses his lips a moment in thought...

"You, talk to the guys any? I've been well..."

"Don't apologize Vinny....and yes I have...." I trail off in concern, "Today is well Robbin's overdose anniversary AND Kingston's birthday...the day he died AND lived both...and SAW.... he didn't come out and say anything, he was more worried about making new memories for nikki and their son...but I can tell it haunts him and he doesn't wanna worry Nikki who is still having rough morning sickness....and Robbin thinks it may be because Nikki is expecting a girl this time."

"I can well imagine what he's going thru...the pain of the past haunting him. and there's the fact that I'd bet it haunts him too because he wasn't THERE and was dying, wrapped up in drugs when Nikki was pregnant with their son...and knowing Nikki, he DOES know something is wrong and I bet he will get Robbin to open."

"Something tells me you are very much right.... you know? That could have and was us in some ways..." I muse, feeling the onset of tears.

"You're right baby, but look at both of us...and them, they and we aren't alone anymore...you and Robbin stepped up and in the end all we've been thru brought us closer to our loves."

Vince is right....so many parallels between both couples.... his words are very, very much true...

"Vinny? I fucking love you Sugar Cookie...I can't say or show you that ENOUGH." CRYING NOW as if I wasn't so much before.

"I love you too Stephen more than you could ever know." Vince says in much the same tone as me.

Vince very much so WAS right about Robbin and Robbin opening to Nikki, breaking down...would happen a few days from now and if you're wondering the rest of mine and Vince's getaway.... Well, the best way to describe it. Was that it was truly everything, emotional...bonding, romantic...you name it. It was worth it to see Vince smile, if only for a moment in time.

A/N: At last the chapter is done, a romantic and perfect getaway and a taste of things to come.