A month outside the gates (a VA fanfic)ON HOLD

Chapter 61

DPOV
"Thanks, love." I smiled at my woman when we'd finished packing up my dorm.
"Told you you weren't packing up alone." the beauty smirked at me.

An hour later we were on the jet, about to take off. "Roza? Love?" I asked while I moved my hand to her knee.
"Yeah, Comrade?"
"Do you think your shield will hold?" I let my concern, love and support ring in my voice and show on my face. That woman would never be seeing my mask ever again. And I mean never.
"Yes. I'm pretty sure it will. And- you are clueless." Her gaze moved to the hand over her knee, and she playfully stared at it pointedly, then back at me, then back at it. The next time she looked back up at me I let my amusement show by pulling her into a kiss. "Still clueless." was smiled against my lips before she restarted the kiss.

Ten minutes into the flight and my woman was still conscious. "Anything yet, Roza?" I gently enquired.
"Just a headache."
"Nothing more?"
"Nope." she smiled encouragingly. I could see the truth in her statement, but that didn't mean I was going to let her suffer through that pain.
"Here," I leaned down to grab my bag.
"Comrade!" protested, my other half.
"You're in pain, and I won't stand for it, my love." I handed over the medicine and water bottle.
"I love you, but I wish I was allowed to look after myself sometimes. Liss is the same way with the magic." my beauty grumbled, then took the medicine.

Five minutes of rising sexual tension later, my woman playfully huffed "oh! Screw it!" She was on my lap seconds later. My arms wound around her waist and pulled her as close to me as possible. Although... She was never close enough. Never had been, and never would be.

Janine'sPOV
Oh boy. My daughter and her boyfriend (her ex-mentor) had been all over each other the past few days. It was sickening to see them totally oblivious.

And they were doing it right now. They were on a jet which was packed with graduates, teachers and parents. And they were completely-and totally- absorbed in the other.

"Janie, look at him. At them." My Moroi mobster interrupted my musings and nodded in the direction of the- shiver- lovebirds. Said lovebirds being all lovesick.
"I already am, Ibrahim."
"No. You're lost in thought. Look at how he's treating her."
"You've read me again." I sighed before commenting "He's taking care of her."
"He's just gone up half a notch in my regards. Except, I want to know what he's taking care of."
"She's got issues with flying. He's been the one to look after it since it started." I explained as I flashed back to the jet on the way to the ski lodge.

I still wasn't sure why she'd been sitting next to him in the first place, but he'd been the first to respond to her pain. And did something about it. He'd have had to be the one to look after her on the way back from St Basil's to St Vlad's, since he'd been her escort home. I didn't doubt he'd been the one to look after it again from her Court trip to testify against Dashkov. And now, here he was, doing it again. I sighed when I realised just how much effort it would take Belikov to be my child's boyfriend.

"And it isn't just a flying issue either. We're lucky our daughter is alive."
"What? Why?"
"She sees," shiver, "ghosts when not behind wards or not in control of her block. She momentarily died in the Dragomir crash. She's still linked to the land of the dead, and it's caused her all sorts of problems. He's got his work cut out for him when it comes to looking after her. She's now a handful because of all her trauma and the side effects of coming back from death, from still being linked to it. As sickly sweet as they are, and how common their repulsive public displays of affection are, we need to let them be. She's never known the love and support only he provides. We need to be protective? Yes, sure. But hurt her further, by taking away the one person gives her everything? No. Never. Interrogate him, threaten him, and warn him. Just don't hurt him or take him away. It's going to be hard enough for them to split if she's not assigned to the Princess." I sighed again. "They've been practically glued together the whole time I've known them."
"Janie?" My man looked at me questioningly. He was asking for me to clarify.
"They've only just started all this touching and lip locking. But their eyes could always communicate on a separate level. Abe, they're magnetised together. Surely, you can see that?"
"Are you trying to tell me they're as magnetised together as we are? That they didn't get a say, just as we didn't?"
"Exactly. He hasn't asked as to date her because he wants some summer fling with his ex-student. He's not after her body, not like the other males I've seen and heard pining after her- ones, might I add, she was oblivious to. It's not like a teacher who fell for her, but more like the other way around. I'm certain he took her on because he loved her to the point of sacrificing that to give her the best future. He's only ever wanted what's best for her, no matter the sacrifices to himself."

I looked at them again, and could see her in a white dress and him in a full tux. I could almost hear the wedding bells and 'I do's. They were serious, very serious for a pair of their ages. Especially considering the age gap. But... I couldn't deny how good for her he was.

"What are you thinking Janie?" Abe breathed in my ear. The sensation caused me to shiver.
"That he's good for her. That he's good for her and that sometime in the future- far or near, but I'm hoping far- we'll have a marriage to agree to and a wedding to attend." I leaned into his side, and my other half wrapped me up.
"Really? You really think they're that serious?"
"I can practically hear the bells already. Much as I want to deny it... I can't."

Mase'sPOV
"Ew!" I commented to Ed. "They really struggle at keeping things PG." I swear, Rose and Belikov were seconds away from ripping the other's clothes off. In front of everyone.
"It's hard to believe they're badass Guardians when they're like that."
"Harder still, to remember she's a Palace Guard. I still can't wrap my head around that."
"Nope. You're not the only one."

The Palace Guard chose then to sensually slide of Belikov's lap. Only to grip him by the hand and lead him through the cabin to where the bathroom's and shower was. Oh god! Realisation hit me like a tonne of bricks. They were going to do it on the plane. Or at least get very close and more than heated.