Phoebe heard Chibs bike pull into her driveway. She waited with the door open as he came up the stairs. He looked like he'd been up for days, he looked so worn out.
He only reached for her, pulling her into him, he wanted to hold her like this forever. He knew he needed to talk to her, he feared his anger, he didn't want to see her cry. He could just hold her forever.
She did turn, go to the kitchen, "beer, iced tea or coffee"?
"Better go with the iced tea". As he took off his kutte and holster laying in them on a chair. He took the tea and her hand and took her to the sofa.
"Phoebe, I know you don't want to talk, but lass we need to". "You wrote in detail and Sweet Jesus you added pictures, but it's still not enough. I need to know everything" "Talk to me my lass, no harm will come to you, I promise you"
Phoebe looked down, played with her hands then back up to Chibs. "What do you want to know"?
"His name"?
Dear God, what was she supposed to do? Honesty? To whom? Chibs, the FBI, herself? Then in a whisper she said his name. She could hear Chibs take a deep breath. She feared his anger too, why?
"Where did you live"? And she told him.
"Who is your FBI friend"? She told him, all of her answers were whispered and never looking at him when she told him.
He took her in his arms and held her for a very long period of time. Both of them thinking, worried and her very scared. She didn't want to ask, but knew she had to.
"Filip, what are you going to do"?
He held her tighter, she loved him but feared his answer. "I'm not sure yet, but you will not run, you will stay here with me, I will take care of you, he may come for you but he will go thru me first and he won't win that fight, I promise you that" Chibs looked over at the roses and smiled, he hoped they brought her joy knowing he was coming back for her.
After staying on the sofa for a while, he had noticed she was very tired, he picked her up and carried her to bed. He turned on the bedside light and undressed. She was in a curl just laying there. He walked over to her side, sat on the bed and turned her to him. He slid off her t-shirt, then her jeans. "Show me Phoebe where you have hidden the scars" Phoebe only looked up at him. She took his hands. "Why"?
"Lass, show me your scars" he said softly. She took his fingers and traced each one of them. She could see the pain on his face as she did. And she felt the pain come to her again. She always avoided her scars, she had them hidden with beautiful red rose tattoos. And Chibs sent her red roses.
"Why roses my lass"?
"Have you ever heard the song, 'The Rose'"?
He only looked at her as he traced her scars. She then began to sing in a very low voice looking into his eyes:
Some say love it is a river
That drowns the tender reed
Some say love it is a razor
that leaves your soul to bleed
some say love it is a hunger
an endless aching need
I say love it is a flower
and you it's only seed
It's the heart afraid of breaking
that never learns to dance
It's the dream afraid of waking
that never takes the chance
It's the one who won't be taken
who cannot seem to give
and the soul afraid of dying'
that never learns to live
When the night has been too lonely
and the road has been too long
and you think that love is only
for the lucky and the strong
just remember in the winter
far beneath the bitter snows
lies the seed that with the sun's love
in the spring becomes the rose
He bent to kiss her, "You are my rose Phoebe Rose, you are mine" And nothing but passion followed.
Phoebe woke to the sound of Chibs phone. She looked at the window, it was still dark out, she got up and got his phone and looked at it. Chibs turned to her, "mine or yours". "Yours"
"Damn, this better be good" He sat up and opened his phone, "What in sweet Jesus's name do you want" He rose his voice while taking Phoebe back in his arms "It's still dark out, what the hell"? "Fine"!
He curled around Phoebe, "Church in an hour" "go back to sleep. I'll make coffee and head out, I'll take Charlie out before I go so you can sleep in"
"No Filip, I'll make your coffee while you shower"
This angered him some, especially after what he had read, he took her chin in his hand and raised it to his face, he raised his eyebrows, "My lass, I am able to make coffee at my age, take a dog pee, shower and get dressed" "You my lass will stay in bed, it's too early for you to be up, and I am not that demon you married" kissing her. "Sorry about that last part, but I'm still angered and I am not him, you need to learn that now" "Now to sleep with you" Kissing her again.
He got up and headed to the kitchen as Phoebe laid there, she was with the right man now, she married a cop and took a dark road. She now has an outlaw in her home and is on a road of sunshine. How the hell does this happen? She smiled as she went to sleep. And Chibs left her a note of love on the bedside table kissing her forehead as he had left.
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Scars Or Tattoo's?
רומנטיקהCan an Outlaw become her protector, her true love? Can the woman scorn, hiding, and lonely be his?
