Sienna Asma

All I Want

Sienna

I shut the door and turn to stare at the two men. One is heaving as he stares at the wall. Tears trek down his face and he makes no move to wipe them. The other's fists clench and unclench. He stares at the bed like it's responsible for the turmoil he's feeling.

"Sienna," Theo croaks making me turn back to him. His mouth opens and closes, like he can't find the words.

I understand. Being in such an emotional situation, that you can't decipher what you're feeling let alone express it into words. But, I do know comfort helps. Even though it doesn't do much, knowing that someone is there for you helps.

I march to Theo and wrap my arms around his waist. "I got you, Theo," my voice is muffled by his neck. I lean out and reach for Cole. He takes my hand and I pull him forward so I'm engulfing them both with my arms. Their heads go to my neck as they breathe harshly and shudder in my arms.

"I got you guys. I love you and I'll be here for as long as you need me," I tell them honestly. Mia being here can alter the future drastically, or it can solidify my plan. Nonetheless, they can let me go anytime and though it'll hurt, I'll accept it.

I just want my men to be happy.

"We need you forever," Theo pouts against my neck.

I smile despite myself and rub his back. "Then, I'll be here forever."

We stay in this position for awhile and my arms goes numb. I don't loosen my hold though, and continue to portray my feelings with my arms.

"I know your arms are dying, Dimples," Cole chuckles backing away.

I let out a sigh as blood rushes back into them. "Even if my arms were chopped off, I'd find a way to hug you."

Cole looks startled before smiling and taking a seat on the bed. "How romantic."

"Not romantic at all."

I rub my ear at hearing the voice and mull over my statement. I thought it was romantic.

"There's not enough romance in our life," Theo says jumping on the bed next to Cole. "We need to go on a date."

"Definitely," I mutter.

"Agreed."

"Yeah, we should." Cole throws an arm around Theo.

"But we can't right now," I wince, not wanting to ruin a good idea. "There's a new problem in our lives and we have to you know... figure it out and stuff."

Frowns overtake their faces at though they forgot about the undead woman downstairs.

Cole seems to think before shrugging his shoulders. "I don't-"

Dean opening the door cuts him off. I smile, ready to greet him, but it falls when I see a weak Dom on his back.

"What happened?" I ask panicking. I go to help Dean but Cole and Theo pushes me back. That... hurts. I mean, why would they do that? Do they think I'll hurt him? Do they think I'm too weak to carry him?

Why am I making this about me?

"Maybe because all humans are selfish by nature."

If I'm human, what are you?

"Definitely not a puny human."

I'm not puny.

"Without me you would be."

I tune out Asma and worry about Dom. It's insane how loud her voice is to the point that I forget where I am.

Dom is lying on the bed with a weak smile on his face. Cole and Theo shoot Dean questions, but Dean just stands there. I walk up to him and grab his hand. Bringing it to my lips, I kiss it softly and try to conjure a reassuring smile.

When Dean manages to return one, I focus on Dom. I kneel by his side and frame his face with my shaky hands. I try to steady them, but I was scared. Heck, I'm still scared. I'm scared of what happened to him and I'm scared of what the future will be. But at least I know Dom is okay right now.

"Hey, Princess. Why are your hands shaking?" He mumbles sleepily.

"You scared me, baby," I laugh weakly. "You collapsed." Dom kisses the palm of my hand and his eyes flutter closed.

"Why is Dom collapsing? Why does Dean look exhausted. What are you all keeping from us?" Cole demands, eyes shooting between Dean and I.

"Mia isn't who she thought she was," Dean drawls like he could care less. I can see that he truly feels nothing towards the woman.

"We know that. She's a Soldier," Theo's brows furrow.

"Well, she was also a homophobe. I know some people change with time, but after what she did to Dom, I don't give a damn if she marries a woman and wears rainbows everyday. I'll always see her as a hateful woman who lied to us, who made Dom feel disgusted for loving men, and who hurt one of the men I love." Dean shrugs and sits on the bed. Cole and Theo are speechless as they digest Dean's rant. I continue to stroke Dom's face. He's sleeping soundly and looks peaceful.

"What did she do to Dom?" Cole questions, his voice demanding, cold, and dark. I don't know what went through his head, but now he's mad at Mia. I'm pretty sure 'hurt one of the men I love' is the first thing Cole understands.

"She would rant to him about how she hates gay people and how disgusting it is. She's the reason why we didn't all date each other. She's the reason why Dom was reluctant to be with us and she is a homophobic whore who's been alive for years but didn't love us enough to come back. I'm glad she didn't though." Dean turns his head to look at me. The bright smile he gives me contradicts his angry words from before. "I'd have never met my beautiful Pancake."

Cole laughs and claps slowly. "That's how you do it, Sienna."

I glare playfully at him while continuing to touch Dom. "Romance is subjective."

"Yeah, Cole. Sienna is just a more horrid type of romantic," Theo tries to help.

I smirk at him and lean across Dom. "I'll pull out a thousands hearts just so I can have yours."

Theo dramatically clutches his hand to his chest and pretends to rip out his heart. "Here you are, my love," he holds out his hand.

I grab it and he pulls me into a kiss, making me catch myself before I fall across Dom. I smile against his lips as he giggles softly. It's adorable cute and I can't stop the goofy smile on my face.

"Aren't you supposed to be addressing the bitch situation downstairs?"

I ignore Asma and instead focus on my men's smiling faces, even Dom has a faint smile. So maybe we are avoiding a huge problem that will bite us later. But I've managed to get them happy, even if it's for a little while, and that, again, is all I want.