Broken (Edited edition)

Finally going Home

I wake up the morning we're leaving for our flight to Mark shaking me."  Come on baby."  He whispers, and picks me up in his arms.  He carries me in his arms into the kitchen.  I don't move at all, feeling him pull a blanket around my shoulders.  I didn't get any sleep last night because the party went on until one in the morning.  All the kids went to bed, but I waited until we got into the car to fall asleep.  We didn't leave the house until two due to the goodbye tour.  I fell asleep on Mark's lap, and woke up in his arms while he was getting up."  She's so tired."  Nona says, and I feel her rub my back."  I know, I wish we would've come home early.  I feel really bad now.  I'll just let her sleep for during the car ride, maybe she'll sleep through the flight take off."  Mark whispers, and I snuggle closer to him.

I fall into a much deeper sleep than ever before.  I can't feel my body, or feel my anything.  I don't hear anything as well, which is odd.  I usually hear things when I'm asleep, but this time...it's different.  I see only darkness, and hear white noise.  Then it slowly starts to fade, and I hear my name being called."  Lyca...Lyca sweetie.  Honey, wake up.  Hey!  Hey!"  I open my eyes, and see Mark is still holding me.  My head is on his shoulder, I lift my head to look around.  We're already at the gate for our airplane.  He smiles at me, and he rubs my arm."  Morning sweetie."  He says, and kisses my cheek."  You sleep good?"  He asks, setting me down in one of the seats."  Fine."  I say, rubbing my eyes gently."  I'm so tired."  I groan out.  Mark simple hands me a cup of coffee, and dinks his against it."  I knew you would be."  He say.

I sip at the coffee, because it's really hot and I don't want to burn my tongue.  I lean against the pillow that's up against Mark, shutting my eyes for a moment."  You want some breakfast?"  He asks, I nod several times."  Okay, let's go to the café."  He says, and we get up.  We get a plate of hash browns, eggs, and pancakes."  Is it good?"  He asks, I nod.  He takes a bite, and he makes good noises as he eats."  That's fucking good."  He says, and I start laughing a bit."  Did you have a nightmare?  Is that why you slept so long?"

"No, it's because I stayed at the other Nona's house until one in the morning.  So I guess you could say I'm a bit tired. "  I say, chewing on the inside of my cheek."  I'm sorry baby, but you know time gets lost by people who are having fun."  He says, and I look down at the table."  When you are with family I think is what you meant."  I say, and he stops eating."  Sweetie..."  He tries to say, but I just shake my head."  No, it's okay.  I'm fine with not seeing my family.  It's just, I miss some of them.  My father mostly.  He's... just a very important person to me.  He was nice when he wasn't drunk.  So I guess I just miss him most of all."  I say, and stab at an egg with my fork.  It bursts, and yellow yolk runs onto the plate."  What are you thinking right now?"

"My Blackouts.  How usually I have blood on my hands, but the last one.  It felt as if...I was in control again.  But I wasn't.  Everything felt like a dream, and when I woke up... I was me again."  I say, and he grins.  He rubs my cheek."  I will protect you... no matter what you do.  No matter what happens, no matter what comes between us.  You will always be safe."  He says, I smile.  I kiss his cheek, leaning against the table to do this."  I will protect you as well."  I say.  After our little conversation, we get onto the plane.  We take off.  The first few minutes of take off, I feel sick to my stomach, and scream into Mark's side.  He wraps his arm around my head, comforting me."  It's okay, it's over now, it's over."  He says into my ear, and holds me tightly."  Sir, is your daughter alright?"  A stuart says, and Mark nods."  Yeah, she just doesn't like planes."  He says to the man, he just smiles."  It's okay, I use to hate planes.  But then I realized that being in a plane is really fun.  Just act like you're flying on your own."  He says, and I just shake my head."  It's not the height or the being in the air.  It's just that it scares me.  You know I've gone through a lot of terrible things in my life, yet airplanes have gone above all that."