A/N: OK I'm new in here but Bash eyes just couldn't leave me alone so… This is something that was stuck inside my head and just wouldn't leave me alone until I wrote it down. I don't have any Beta so all mistakes are mine and I apologize for them sincerely since English isn't my first language.

Despite all that I hope you would like it. If so please leave a note.

And it is all because Bash is cute and it is his entire fault.

Disclaimer: I own nothing (but I wish I owned Bash like most of us here) it is just for fun and practice my English writing


-Stormy hearts-

"Don't come any closer." He said his voice tense. " I honestly can't guarantee my action right now." Rain was dripping down his face, the clothes were soaking wet clinging to his body. Mary could see that the undershirt was completely wet and stuck to his arms like a second skin. She didn't look any better she was almost sure of that. It was the second time she was wet and cold in Bash presence. This time it was even more awkward and tense than before. Before they weren't married to other people…

It started absolutely innocent. She was angry at Francis about yet another little detail she stared to discover between them. To be honest she couldn't remember now what that was. Having enough of the castle and all the people inside it she decided to go for a ride. The day was amazing, early spring was coming in full bloom. The sun was shining bathing everything in soft and warm glow. It reminded her of Scottish countryside near the convent. Her best days. Without any worries, without politic, marriages and decisions. Mounting her horse she was so happy to be leaving this place even if for a split second. She needed time to think, she needed time to breathe again. A lot had happened lately and the repercussions of those recent days were still coming to her. She said a quick goodbye to the stable boy who had prepared her horse and promised to stay close to the castle. And off she went, wind in her hair, finally free if only for just a while.

Sebastian was having a very bad day. One of those days he wished to just vanish from the court and never come back. He was never good at playing those royals games. To be honest he despised most people who were involved in any politic…well there was one certain someone who he didn't despise… on the contrary he could be gladly a subject to her and, God knew, he was ever since he laid his eyes on her. But now it was even more difficult than before. Thanks to his father he was a married man now… and God he hated that fact. He didn't hate Kenna, he did not, it wasn't her fault that his father had gone mad. But it was still her fault to be there for the King to master this crazy union.

Now, sitting in silence, which Bash finally found around one of the stable, he was pondering at what he should do with all that mess he was in. And most importantly what he shouldn't do. Imagines of certain dark eyes were flashing before his eyes making any decision even harder. He knew it was high time to forget about Mary, to let go and start preparing for a life with his wife but as much as he was trying to do that it was still impossible. Deep in thoughts he almost missed the quiet conversation between stable boys until he heard a familiar name - Mary. "I told you I have no idea where she went and now it's getting dark and her horse didn't come back so I think she isn't here yet. And I'm starting to fear I'll lose my head…" The second boy answered something Bash didn't hear because his heart just started pounding in his chest. She didn't come back. What happened? He almost flew from the stable and grabbed the poor stable boy by his shirt. "What did you said? Queen Mary?" The boy was even paler than it was possible so Bash loosened his grip on him. "What happened?"

"She left My Lord late this afternoon. She took her horse, she said it was just a quick ride." The boy said quickly "But she didn't return and it's getting dark…"

"I need my horse." The stable boy looked at him in surprise but Bash didn't have time to explain. "Now." Bash barked and the boy shot from his grasp. His horse was ready in less than five minutes. But even this was too long for Sebastian. He knew where she was. He was almost sure. In those blissful weeks when she was his fiancée they often went for a ride. During those rides they discovered a really nice spot by the lake. Bash had a really good memories connected with this place. Mary told him then that she had never seen such a beautiful place in her life. They visited this place several times and now Sebastian was almost sure she was there. He mounted his horse looking disturbed by the dark clouds visible on the horizon. Another spring storm was coming, he was only hoping that he would get her back before it hit. He urged on his horse when he heard a low rumble of thunder in the distance.

Unfortunately the rain started when he was on his way. It was like a flood from heaven. He was soaking wet in less than a minute, the droplets blocking his vision but he knew he was close. Then he saw the lake was looming between the trees. He rode at the shore, small stones gravelled under horse's hooves he got off his horse and he could see a lone figure in the distance. Mary was still here. She was sitting at some old fallen tree. Bash ran to her calling her name but she didn't even look at him. When he finally was by her side he yanked her to his direction. "What are you doing, Mary?" He almost screamed at her "its freezing cold…" He stopped midsentence looking closely at her face. She was crying he could tell that even when the pouring rain was covering the tears on her cheeks. She looked at him those chocolate brown eyes locking with his green one. "What happened?" He asked softly in almost a whisper. She didn't answer at first. She was just staring at him like she was seeing him for the first time. "Mary, talk to me. We have to take you away from this rain either way you will catch a cold." Sebastian stated trying to warm her rubbing arms. "I don't care," came her answer. She sounded blank, like all life had gone out from her. "Come on I have to take you home." He pulled her hand taking her in the direction of their horses. "Bash I can't…" He looked at her puzzled when she spoke again. "I don't want to come back." "What are you talking about?" He said as she was not mentally stable. "We have to go back, I only pray that they didn't find out you are missing so long either way the poor boy who gave you your horse will lose his head and probably your guard will have the same problem." Sebastian was trying to reason with her but he could tell that nothing he had said convinced her to go with him or even start to think clearly. "What's wrong with you…?" Bash took her by the arm and pulled her in the direction of their horses. She walked numbly by his side without looking at him. She somehow allowed him to be pulled on his horse. Bash tangled her horse loosely to his saddle and climbed behind her. He couldn't trust her to be riding in her state and in this storm. He urged his horse and he held her more closely to him when his horse stated to run faster. But the Mother Nature had different plans for them. After couple of minutes the storm was so heavy that Bash couldn't see clearly in the heavy rain. The lightening were illuminated the path, the sky became so dark that Bash was afraid that the night had fallen early today. He was seriously afraid of their safety in the storm. He could say that Mary was frightened, she clung closely to him and covered her face in his chest. If it wasn't the storm and the crazy ride he would be enjoying himself, he hadn't been this close to her since forever and now his body was waking up again in her close presence. Suddenly Sebastian saw an old barn at the side of the road. He could see the remains of the cottage which was burned down. He didn't think twice and he stirred his horse into the barn when yet another lightening ripped the sky white. "We need to wait till the storm is over." He informed her and helped her to get down from his horse. She needed some help to stand straight. He tied his and her horse to some beam and tried to close the barn doors after some struggle he finally pulled them close and it was dark inside. He could hear her breath and soft snorting of the horses.

It wasn't completely dark there was enough light coming between the boards that Bash could see Mary in a very dim light. The half-light of the inside was illuminated be frequent lightning. Mary was sitting on some log of hay which was left inside. Bash came closer to her, she was shivering from the cold and wet clothes. He didn't have the courage to ask her to take them off. Once was enough. Sebastian went to his horse, at its saddle was a small bag where he always carried supplies to start a fire with. He liked to be prepared. He never knew how long it would take to be on the roads when he was on a mission. He found some firewood and not in a long time the inside of the barn was illuminated by a warm flame of the fire. Bash took of his leather jacket since it was wet and heavy. After taking care of the fire he decided he needed some answers. He sat next to Mary who didn't say a word ever since they had found the shelter.

"Now Your Grace." He started playfully "Could you tell me what happened to you? And I demand answer since I got wet for you again."

There was a long silence. It was so long that Bash was afraid he would not get any answer.

"I can't." Mary started, not looking at him but staring at her hands. She had a blank voice like all her happiness and usual light was taken away from her. "There is something wrong with me." She continued in whisper. "Do you think there is something wrong with me?" She finally looked at him, her eyes were red and she had a hunted look in her eyes. Bash had the urge to smash something or someone who had hurt her. "Mary you are not making any sense." He said softly. "What is wrong?"

"I can't have children." She answered, and it was something Bash wasn't expecting. He drew a sharp breath trying and falling not to look totally embraced.

"I don't think I'm a good partner to have this talk Mary." He started but she looked at him and continued like she was in some kind of spell "Do you think there is something wrong with me? Do you think they will put up with me or will they just try to replace me at Francis side? If he only knew…" She started to ramble.

"Mary stop it." Bash almost yelled at her shaking her slightly. "It is so not my place to have this conversation but well… you will have children, plenty of them, you just need to wait."

"I can't Bash." She whispered "I don't have enough time to wait."

"What makes you think that?" He interrupted her angrily. "Maybe there is something wrong with Francis."

"That was ruled out about three months ago." She answered sadly.

"What are you talking about?" He was so confused having this conversation with her. He didn't need to hear that. It was enough that the sight of her and Francis at their wedding night was hunting him in his dreams.

"Lola is having his child." She blurted out frustrated almost jumping from the log they were sitting on. "And it was only one night. A mistake, as they both are saying. Nice mistake if you ask me." Bash was staring at her in disbelieve when she continued. "And I'm trying for months and nothing."

"I'm sure as hell I shouldn't have heard that." Bash mumbled to himself but loud enough for Mary's hearing. "Mary, stop it, please for your and my sake." He too was standing now. "We need to wait till this storm is over and get you home. There are things I don't need to hear." Bash pleaded and Mary looked at him as she had only seen him there. She clapped her mouth with her hand. "Bash I'm so sorry I shouldn't have said all those things, it's just I have enough of it all."

"I can see that." He said looking relieved that she finally started acting as old self.

"I'm so sorry." She said again brushing her wet hair from her face. She was so close to him now. He could smell her familiar scent of vanilla and lemon and God it was intoxicating as always. Suddenly Bash felt how close they were standing to each other, he could see she was shivering from the cold and all the pent up emotions.

"You should try to get some warmth otherwise you will catch a cold." He said softly pointing her toward the fire and taking her by her arm. He wanted to say something but suddenly Mary pressed her lips to his locking him in a fierce kiss. At first Bash was so shocked that he went completely still but seconds later all bottle up feelings for his queen came to surface and he was kissing her back. Finally after some time his common sense screamed at him loud enough that he let go of her.

"Mary what are you doing." He asked puzzled, holding her face in his hands, his voice hoarse from emotions. "We can't."

"Please Bash." She whispered so close to him that he could still feel the warm breath on his cheek"Please, I want to make a mistake." He needed all his self-control to pull away from her and a part of him was cursing him for not taking his chance. But he needed to take a step back, the meaning of what she was saying to him was coming to him making his breathing impossible.

"You don't mean that." He said in disbelieve. "You are depressed and tired and surly you don't think straight."

"Yes, I do." She said almost angrily. "I want to have a mistake of my own. And I want to have it with you." She finished softly.

Sebastian had trouble breathing, he had to fight with his heart not to take this opportunity. How many night he had dreamt about this. But his mind told him that it wasn't right. He couldn't take advantage of her in this state. She was depressed and probably numb and tired from the cold. She wouldn't forgive him after that, when the common sense would finally come back to her.

"Mary you don't know what you are doing." He said softly taking a step back from her. "And it is not a good idea."

"I know." She answered more clear-headed. "But I wish it was a good idea Bash." He just looked at her.

"Do you know what are you asking me?" He finally asked after a long silence in which his heart was beating loud enough for her to hear.

"If I wasn't, I wouldn't have asked you." She whispered more to herself than to him.

"Mary." He almost groaned. "Please stop tormenting me, as if this situation wasn't difficult enough. You told me to stop feeling anything for you and I'm trying, God I'm trying but when you standing here saying things like that..."

Mary sat back, she didn't look at him when she spoke again. "You asked me once to have my heart open and I opened it for you." She said quietly not looking at him. "I can't forget it, I feel like a part of my life was cut from me. Like there could be a chance for a different life that I didn't take and there are days like that that I regret never taking this path."

"You are killing me now." He groaned almost in pain.

"Bash…" She started again standing up and taking a step in his direction.

"No, please I think I need to be out of here." He almost run outside. Cold rain was again pouring down his body helping him to calm down his senses. Did she just say all those words to him or was he dreaming? He breathed heavily bending his back and resting his hands on his tights. His mind went on overdrive trying to gather his thoughts. When he heard her footsteps he looked up from the ground locking his eyes with her. God she was beautiful even with her wet hair and soaking dress.

"Please don't come any closer." He begged her, rain coming down his face. "I honestly can't guarantee my actions now."

But she didn't listen to him. She took one step toward him then another and stopped just in front of him.

"Bash I need this." She confessed softly putting her petite hand on his cheek. "I need you."

It was too much for him, he almost threw himself at her. In no time he had her pined at the barn door kissing her senseless, consequences be damned. He even stopped to feel the rain and cold. He was on fire and his mind went to a place where common sense had no entry. "You sure." He mumbled between kisses. "Yes," came a muffed answer.


A/N: Tell me if it worth to have a second chapter. All comments are really welcome!