Can love over come death?

Every storm runs out of rain

I woke up in Aaron's arms.

"Aaron?"

"Yes my dear?"

"What happened?"

"What do you remember last?"

"Being slain in the spirit." He nodded and gave me a recap of everything that had happened.

"And after you blacked out they brought you back here." I nodded at him and curled into his side.

"Where's Brad?"

"He's asleep in his room."

"I'm so sorry about before I left I didn't.."

"Its fine baby I understand, accidents happen." I giggled at him and then kissed him. I couldn't have found a better man. I looked at him to see that he was half asleep.

"Aaron, come on let's go to bed." He nodded and helped me get up. We walked to our room and laid down on the bed. That night I fell asleep as happy as I could ever be. I dreamt of losing my memory again, and not being able to remember I ever met Aaron. The next morning I woke up crying, I didn't want my dream to come true. I looked up when the door slammed open and Aaron ran to me. He drew me into his arms and held me as I cried. He didn't ask questions just held me as tears rocked my body. I stayed like that for a while, just crying. He rubbed my back, and combed my hair with his fingers. I couldn't control myself anymore, all I could do was cry. My eyes finally became dry and my breathing became a little slower. I looked up at him, my vision still slightly blurry, and my hair clinging to my forehead.

"Baby what was that about?"

"I had a dream that I didn't know who you were, I lost all memories of us!" He just nodded and rubbed circles on my back.

"Baby girl, it's going to be okay, we are going to get through this together." I buried my head into his chest again and breathed in his scent. I could smell his cologne. For some reason it calmed me and I was some what at peace. I looked up at him and smiled.

"Baby you know that is never going to happen. You have your memory back and it is going to stay that way." I looked up .ag him and knew he believed what he said.

"Aaron I want us to get married!"

"Well start planning it." I giggled, to think that just the other day I was saying I hated him and wanted to be away from him forever. I looked at him and ran my hand over his bald head. The skin smooth yet a little scratchy from the new hair growing. I giggled and smiled.

"What is it my love?"

"Your hair is growing back!"

"Yes?"

"Are you going to let it grow out all the way?"

"No!"

"Why not?"

"Because I hate having hair!"

"You're no fun!" I pushed my bottom lip out into a pout.

"Don't pout baby."

"But I want to!" We both laughed and them kissed. His mustache tickled my lip making me giggle.

"What time is it?'"

"Eight."

"You want some breakfast?"

"Sure." As I got up the door opened and I was attacked by a screaming Sam.

"Hoooooeeeee!!!"

"Hey!" She hugged me and then looked at me.

"Make me some food!"

"When do you ever stop eating?!"

"Never!" I laughed and then walked to the kitchen and grabbed the eggs, bacon, and the pancake mix. I grabbed a skillet and the olive oil. I turned on the eye and placed the pan on it. I poured a small amount of oil and swirled it around the pan. Next came the eggs, I grabbed a bowl and a fork, cracked the eggs jngo the bowl and started to beat them. I then poured them into the pan and let them start to cook. Aaron came up behind me and kissed my cheek.

"Start thinking about our wedding, no limit honey." With that I walked out if the kitchen.