Sands of Time

Smooch

For one long, uncounted moment we stayed how we were. We just enjoyedeach other's space, allowing me to hover over her. It soothedsomething deep and primal inside me, the deep instinct was relaxedand basically preened in the protective stance I was in.Something about the two of us was like a tether holding us together,the strong base of friendship that pulled me closer and closer untilshe became a constant with me. The first thing that I thought of as Iwoke up, the last thing I thought about before I slept, she pulled mecloser and closer and this reincarnation was no different. I had feltthe need to cover her, if it wasn't for the fact I loved to sleepwith her in my arms so much and worried about my weight on her as Islept I would have slept with her caged under me; close and safe.

After a bit I started to sit up, planning to either get her somethingto drink, it was very important to keep fluids up and I couldn't evenremember the last time I saw her drink. But as I started to rise herarms wrapped around my neck, tugging slightly "no," shewhispered, her tone pleading. I could not refuse that pleading tonefrom her even if I wanted to. And why would I want to?

"Shh Name, shh," I said and despite wanting to do everything forher I had to pull away, only for a moment, pulling the soft blanketsup around her and tucking her into them. She watched me with thosebig (eye color) eyes. She obviously wanted me to keep with her and tohold her and I was powerless to refuse her. I didn't want to refuseher. Still the fact remained that my bandages...they were notcomfortable. My body had been treated but hers had not, I didn't wanther to feel a moment of uncomfortable and I climbed beside her sothat I had my arm around her middle, "it's okay, you're safe. I'mhere, you're safe." I promised her, she knew she was safe and Iknew but still I had to say it and it was the right thing to say, Iknew as she relaxed fully, almost melting into her bed.

I began to hum the song she had hummed ever since she had discoveredshe was pregnant. She would hum to me bits and pieces of the lullabybut the full lullaby was for our children, from the time she carriedthem to their young years and when they were sick. That song I nowhummed to her, playing with her (hair length) locks.

This song still relaxed me, promised me that she loved me.

She slept but I did not. I could, I never had problem keeping aperfect sleep schedule. I would decide to fall asleep and be deep inslumber moments later and never woke up still sleepy. But I insteadstayed awake. I knew exactly what time she would wake up tomorrowbefore leaving so I stayed awake waiting for the sound of the alarm.While I waited I enjoyed stroking her hair, just watching her sleeppeacefully and enjoying to be able to see her.

The (beeping/song) came on and Name started to grumble as I hit theclock a few times to get it to be off.

"Nngh," she mumbled moving a bit but relaxed as I leaned down tokiss her forehead.

"Shh Name, go back to sleep. Rest." I whispered getting up andsmiling to see her sleep. I waited a few moments to make sure she hadgone back to sleep and once I was sure I hurried back to the kitchen.I had to move fast, though I wanted to make her a good breakfast Iwas not yet sure of my ability to use the big square with rectanglebox that she would use to open that she claimed was an oven. Havingseen her make several things it was but it had no fire and did notmake sense how hot it could be.

Instead I grabbed the thing she called a kettle, putting the(black/silver/red/etc) filled still with water onto the top of theoven turning the knob like I had seen her. As I saw it turn red Iknew it was working and put the kettle on it. I was able to then grabone of the mugs from the cupboard and open her pantry and pull outthe (color of your favorite tea box) box that I knew she loved. Ithen turned to take out the bread that she had made just two days agocutting the bread into as close as I could by what she cut to begood. Too thick and it would be dry, too thin and it wouldn't be ableto hold the topping. I heard the light whistling and reached to pickit up before it could get louder as I had seen first hand that itwould and I poured it into the cup before putting the bag in it.