Swinging Sunsets

Rating: K

By Ravenseye131

The sight made a soft smile rise to his lips. She truly was an angel, the soft iridescent glow of golden sunset highlighting her gentle curls. Her arms were wrapped carefully around the strong ropes of a handmade swing. It hung gracefully from a large Oak tree and swayed easily in the breeze. He came up behind her and took her into his loving embrace. While one hand curled around her collarbone, the other strayed to her abdomen. A large bulge was beginning to show. He had only been holding his palm against her for a moment before a dull kick resonated behind it. His smile deepened and he nearly wept with joy as she nuzzled his neck and sighed in a relaxing manner. He suddenly became apprehensive and opened his sun sprayed eyes to look into hers' before speaking.

"How long?"

She 'hmned' softly before turning and kissing him; she drew away after a moment and smiled before answering.

"Stop worrying so much! It will be another three or four months…then you may fret and worry."

Her gentle teasing brought a bubble of laughter to rise out of him and he shook his head as he helped her to stand. Dusk was falling as they made their way home, and the stars made their pace slow. Suddenly she glanced upward and gasped. He panicked and turned towards her with frightened eyes.

"What? What is wrong?"

"Nothing, there's a shooting star!"

He relaxed again and looked up with her, watching as the stars showered. Her thin hand clasped his own and he sighed contentedly before she spoke once more.

"I love you Erik…"

"And I you Christine, for I am born in your eyes, live in your arms and die in your lap."

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A/N: First installment in a little collection of oneshots I wrote whilst on my trip to Europe. Review and please tell me what you think!