FREEDOM #WATTPRIDE

Ash is Back Bitches

16 YEARS LATER 

(Jonathan POV)

The small family I tried to create had crumbled apart.

I couldn't even bring myself to form words as a mixture of crying, coughing, and weeping ensued. The droids let me be and I rest my head on the table with my wife's limp hand on my cheek.

I feel a hand gently press against my back and I turn around quickly. 

Only to be instantly disappointed.

Ashley stood before me with tears in his eyes.

"Great, now I'm seeing dead people. I'm really going fucking insane." I tell myself and press my head back against the table.

"Whoever said I was dead? No one can bring themselves to kill a man like me, do you see this face? It's too beautiful I'm telling you." His snarky voice sends a chill down my spine and I jump up, the stool I was sitting on clatters to the floor as I stare at the dead man before me.

"Funny, you look like you've seen a ghost. Haha...get it...no? Too soon?" He laughs to himself and I was horrified.

"Ashley?"

I'm starting to question my sanity but he reaches out and pinches my cheeks.

"In the flesh. Did I not promise you I would be here when you needed me most, except for Kaleb. Sorry I was caught up in the middle of fucking nowhere eating shit in Africa. It's hot as fuck over there, thank god I'm back." He sighs and sees Linda's body behind me.

"Damn. I'm sorry Johnny boy, she warned me that something like this would happen while we were on the chopper." He says but I stand there still in shock.

"You're dead," I tell him and he rolls his eyes.

My brain was slowly starting to process the fact that he was actually here.

"Listen, the plane never crashed. We landed like five hours into the flight on some island and I was taken hostage. That was supposed to be you being taken by the way! Not me! Then when I got there they told me to spill everything I know about the Graysons with a katana at my throat!" He explains and I rub my temples.

"Did you tell them everything?" I ask and he crosses his arms.

"Really Johnny? Don't you know me better?... You're damn right I told them everything from your dick size to the type of coffee you drink in the morning." Ashley says and I look at him.

He wasn't joking.

"You were never a hostage if they never offered a ransom for you," I tell him and he shrugs.

"Then why the fuck would they keep me locked up in a cell for ten god damn years? So they could watch me talk to the walls?" He asks shaking his head.

"Knowing you? Probably for their own amusement," He narrows his eyes at me.

"I forgot how much I hate you," He says and I roll my eyes.

It's real.

He's here.

"You don't though. Come here,"

I open my arms and he rushes into my embrace. He smelled like my Ashley. I look over at Linda's body and the morgue drones all stare at me.

"Okay, this is kind of awkward in front of Linda, let's go see the babies." He says and I look at him as we walk out. I felt like my heart was in a tug of war between the deepest depression and the greatest happiness.

"Babies?" I laugh as we walk down the hall of the hospital.

"Yes. Your daughters? You have two of them now,"