Sweet Dreams (Marilyn Manson Love Fanfic)

Chapter 23

Raven's POV

"Will everyone please come and sit in the living room, we have some news." Zim yells out in the bus. Twiggy, Ginger, Marilyn, and I (Madonna never listens so he doesn't come) make our way to the living room. Ash and Zim are standing hand in hand in the center of the room. We all squeeze onto the couch that is facing them. "Okay, we have news." Everyone looks at each other confused. I smile, knowing what the news is.

"I'm pregnant." Ash says and smiles. Everyone cheers and congratulate the couple.

"We are looking at houses by the one we live in now to buy." He says.

"Can we still visit?" Twiggy asks in disappointment.

"Of coarse." Ash says. Twiggy smiles.

"Hopefully we will find a house down the street." Zim says.We sit together and enjoy the news. More happy memories.

A/N Wow shitty transition. Can't come up with a better one haha

-The couple finds a house four blocks away from the band's residence.Throughout the last month of the tour I take care of Ash. From her morning sickness to the doctor. Ash and I have become closer than ever.-

Fast forwarding:Coming home

We drop off the bus. We gather our belongings an stuff them in a tiny van to drive to the house. Luckily, knowing I wasn't going to pay the bills for my stupid ass apartment, I already have all that I care about to move in. I take a deep breath and smile. The sun is out and beautiful. I'm so glad to be home. Ash approaches me and we hug.

"Call me when you get home so I can help unpack." I say.

"Alright." She says in her sweet voice. I hug Zim goodbye and sit in the rented van. Ginger drives and Madonna sits with him in the passenger seat. Marilyn sits in the middle of the backseat and I sit by the window. Twiggy is there, calmly looking out the window. I lay my head in Marilyn's lap letting the light from outside hit my face, warming it. I close my eyes and smile. Finally back home. Ginger switches on the radio and music plays softly. The car moves in a steady pace. Marilyn runs his hand through my hair.

"Ready to come home." He whispers to me. I nod and smile. He kisses my cheek and he continues to play with my hair. We get there about half an hour later. I jump out and immediately start to stretch.

"We're back!" Twiggy yells and stretches his arms.

"Finally," Marilyn mumbles and goes to the back of the van to grab our bags.

"Let me get my bags." I say to him.

"I got it, babe." He says to me and kisses my nose. Ginger unlocks the door and they all go inside. I look up at the two story house and admire it. It's a brick house with dead plants scattered on the lawn and a swinging bench on the porch. I walk up the wooden creaky stairs to the entry. I look around in my new home. It's surprisingly clean and organized. Each room has a warm color painted on it with, I think are, Marilyn's paintings on the walls. I look into each room to try to find the guys and also seeing what each room contains. One room looks like a recording room. It has a long board with many buttons. It has a few microphones standing tall on the brown wooden floor. I go to the next room which is filled with instruments. I close it back and keep walking. I run into the open kitchen and living room. I go up the stairs and look in each room. Three bedrooms, one office filled with art supplies, and a bathroom. I finally find Marilyn in the masters bedroom.

"I was thinking we could share this bedroom, it was originally mine." I smile at him and kiss his pale lips.

"Thanks."