Cincinnati's Finest

Chapter 20

I laughed at Jon as we headed out of the casino. I usually wasn't one to gamble but when in Vegas, right? Jon had lost a lot and I had been gloating about how much ahead I was. "So where to, babe?" Jon asked as we waited for valet to bring his car.

"I don't know. You pick," I said with a smile.

Jon thought for a second and then smiled. "I'm going to show you all the sights," he said as the valet pulled up with the car. I smiled as I climbed in.

We drove around Vegas for a long time looking at all the fascinating hotels. Jon had decided on one last stop at his favorite bar and as we pulled up, I began to feel nervous. The last time I was at a bar, I had gotten kidnapped. My mind was telling me to run now while I had the chance but my body got out of the car and grabbed Jon's hand anyways. I wasn't about to let on to my ridiculous fear.

We made our way into the bar and had a few rounds before we headed back to his place. The alcohol had gotten to the both of us and we quickly climbed the steps to his room. Clothes became scattered around the room and for the first time since I was released from the hospital we made love, chasing away all of my crazy fears...

Unfortunately, the fears didn't stay away for very long. In fact it was getting worse. Every little sound made me jump and I was sure Jon had started to notice. I climbed into the bathtub and let the hot water soak into my skin, clearing my mind and easing the ache that the stress of always being in fear had caused. Would I ever stop being scared?

Even though the police had called us a couple days ago to tell us that they had found Greg and that he was in custody, I couldn't help but be afraid. Greg was a cunning man and I knew better than to put anything past him.

There was a knock on the bathroom door and Jon quietly entered. "I'm going back to work next week," he said quietly.

I began to panic. What would happen to me? Do I stay here all alone with the fear that Greg would find me? Jon seemed to read the fear in my face and came to sit on the side of the tub next to me. "Come with me, Kimber. I don't want to be away from you ever again. You don't have to wrestle. You can stay in the hotel rooms or you can come with me to the arenas. You don't need to be scared anymore, Kimber. They locked up Greg and this time he's not going to be getting out. Besides, if it makes you feel better, I can stay with you every minute of every day. I love you, Kimber and I never want to loose you again," Jon said.

He really was perfect. Why had it taken me so many years to find my way back to him? He was everything I had wan for so long. Why should I let this fear stop me now? I smiled at Jon. "I'd love to come with. I never want to be away from you again. We've been apart for too long," I said.

Jon smiled and gently kissed me on the lips. When he pulled away he had a wild look in his eyes. "Let's get married," he said.

"What!" I laughed at him. "Are you being serious?"

Jon looked at me and got down on one knee while I was still soaking in the bathtub. "let's get married. It doesn't have to be right now. It could be 2 years from now but I want you to know that I'm going to love you forever and I'm never leaving your side again."

I gave Jon a smirk. "Are you trying to propose?"

I watched as the man of my dreams ran a hand through his crazy hair. "Yeah, I guess so. I don't have a ring yet but I will get one and it will be the most beautiful and expensive piece of jewelry that you will ever own."

I smiled. "I don't care how expensive it is or what it looks like. If it came from you, it's going to be perfect."

Jon smiled and gave me another sweet kiss before leaving the bathroom. I sighed and sank lower into the tub. This was really happening. I was going to marry my best friend. I had dreamed of this since the day I first met Jon. I let out a squeal of excitement as thoughts of our wedding day filled my mind...

*DEAN'S POV*

What in the world was that screaming and why was Kimber thrashing around the bed like a deranged animal? My subconscious mind was slowly shaken awake as I frantically felt for the light on the night stand. We had finally gone back on the road and it had been a late night for me.

I finally found the switch and turned on the light, closing my eyes for a few minutes before I finally looked over at Kimber. She was having one of her nightmares again. She had been having them a lot since we had left the hospital but I hadn't told her that I knew about them. Normally after 10 minutes she would fall back to sleep and that was that but this one worse than the others and I quickly grabbed her and wrapped her up in a tight embrace.

"Shhh. Kimber it's ok. You're safe. Its Jon. I won't let him get you ever again," I cooed into her ear.

Finally her thrashing stopped and she slowly opened her eyes. When she seen me, she broke down into tears and I held her as she cried. "I'm so sorry, Jon. I'm a head case and its all because of him. What is wrong with me? You shouldn't marry me. I'm too much of a problem," she sobbed into my chest.

I pulled her away and wiped the tears from her eyes. "Kimber, you're not a head case and even if you were I'd still love you and want to marry you. Hell, we can live in the asylum together. I don't care as long as I'm with you because I'm not going anywhere, sweetheart."

Kimber pulled away and smiled. "I love you, Jon. I always have and I always will."

I kissed her gently before laying back down and pulling her into my chest. "And I've always loved you. I've never stopped nor will I ever," I whispered as I gently rubbed her back until her soft gentle snores filled my mind...