Thanks for the reviews at my last chapter of 'No More Sorrow'. Really appreciate it.

So, here is the next story. I don't owe The Biker Mice From Mars. All the other characters in this story are mine.


Chapter one

"Sweetheart, you are getting fat! I can hardly lift you…", Vinnie started but Violet gave him such a dirty look, he immediately shut his mouth.
Violet was six months pregnant now, and of course her belly was growing, but she wasn't fat. When you saw her from the back, no one could tell she was pregnant. But of course, Vinnie liked to exaggerate. The white furred mouse smiled sheepishly. He was, of course, strong enough to lift her. So he did and set her gently on her feet. They just came back from a ride on his bike. Violet had insisted to ride her own bike, but Vinnie didn't want to hear it. He was extremely overprotective and worried about the condition from his pregnant girl. She had tried to tell him a million times she was pregnant, not sick, but he refused to listen. So, Violet gave up and let him take care of her. Although she would never say it out loud, she actually found it very cute how he was handeling her pregnancy. He was almost always by her side, to make sure she was okay. He gave her back massages when her back hurted, he massaged her feet when they were swollen, he made sure she ate healthy and when she was sick, he held her hair out of her face. Violet smiled to herself. She never thought he had it in him. But somewhere deep down, she actually always had known. She loved his wild, arrogant and sometimes almost childish side, but she always had known that under the bravado, a sweet and caring gentlemouse was hidden. It was the combination of those two sides she was fallen in love with in the first place.

After their major relation crisis back on Earth, things were changed. Well, Vinnie was changed. He was back to his old, happy self. But when things got tough sometimes, he talked to her. He actually talked to her, without pushing from her side. He told her everything, how he was feeling, what was on his mind… He told her that sometimes, his bad side was still whispering in his ear, but he managed to keep him under control, sometimes with a little help from her. He told her he sometimes got scared to be a father. Violet made sure to be always there for him, to help him and guide him.
She could also tell him everything that was bothering her. She told him about the loss of her parents, how much she missed them. Especially now she was pregnant. It broke her heart that they weren't be able to meet their son in law and their grandchild. She talked about Liam, about the guy she knew he was. About how traumatizing his death was for her. How she still sometimes was scared that Vinnie would leave her, or cheat on her again. But that fear was slowly fading. He had proved he was there for her. Always. He had rebuilt the trust. Even being on the same planet with Harley didn't matter. They talked again and were friends now.
In other words, things were going perfectly well with family van Wham. They both had no idea that things soon were about to change…

That night, Throttle, Carbine, Modo, Gaya, Violet and Vinnie were gathered at the beach, chilling by a campfire. Dani and Swee were out and God knows where Rimfire and Jake were. Tread was sleeping in the cabin and Carbine carried some kind of baby monitor with her. Jake had build it for them, with some help of Stoker, so they still could go outside while their little man was sleeping. Throttle sighed and closed his eyes.
"Oh man… This is living…", he smiled peaceful.
Carbine smiled back. No matter how much their loved their son, these little moments with peace and quietness were very welcome.
Vinnie was whispering something in Violet's ear. She gasped and punched him.
"Vinnie! You can't say these things in public and you know that!", she hissed, but she had a little smile on her face.
Vinnie laughed and raised his hands.
"Innocence! Nobody would have noticed if you hadn't punched me… doll."
Modo smiled, but then grew serious again.
"Say, Throttle. When is our next trip to Earth planned?"
Throttle shrugged.
"In two weeks or so. Why?"
"We are running low in pickles…", he said, smiling meaningful at Gaya. His wife punched him.
"Hey! I can't help it I have a strong desire for pickles since I'm pregnant!"
Everybody laughed out loud. Since Gaya was pregnant, she had a insatiable hunger for the green vegetables. And she became very cranky when she didn't get one if she needed it.
"Maybe we need to go tomorrow, bro's. You know, to avoid being here when Gaya finds out we don't have any pickles left…", Vinnie said with a teasing smile.
No surprise it was Vinnie who suggested this. It was him after all who couldn't stop tease her with it. And teasing an angry Gaya… Well, he already found out her anger was almost even worse as her husbands.
Gaya glared at him.
"Pussy. I already checked, we still have 10 jars left. So, no need to hide in the bunker, Vinnie. If you can find the entrance, that is..."
Everybody laughed. It happened once that Gaya was so mad at the white furred mouse, he had hidden himself in the cave.
Vinnie's cheeks turned red and he was suddenly very busy with the fire.
Violet shook her head, laughing. She slowly calmed down and rubbed her belly lovingly. She couldn't wait to see their baby. But still three months to go. Would it be a girl? Or a boy? She had the strong feeling it was gonna be a girl. Strangely, Vinnie had the same feeling. Well, time will tell. She yawned.
"Pfff, I'm tired. I'm going to bed", she said, struggling to stand up.
Vinnie quickly helped her, since her big belly made it a little bit difficult to get back on her feet by herself.
"Thanks, cutie. See you later", and she kissed him.
"You sure you're gonna be okay? Or do I need to come with you?", he asked with a worried look on his face.
Violet smiled. "I'm fine, Vin. Just tired." And with one kiss on his mouth, she turned around and waggled to their cabin.
Vinnie followed her with his eyes, but then decided she was indeed okay and he sat down again. Everybody was looking at him.
"What?", he asked. Nobody said something, they only smiled. Vinnie rolled his eyes and poked with a stick in the fire. He knew he sometimes was too overprotective. But he just couldn't help it. Gaya and Carbine quickly followed Violet, both very tired.
Vinnie was lying on his belly, staring into the flames. Throttle and Modo were sitting on a tree trunk. Throttle yawned too.
"Man, war is even less exhausting than raising a kid…", he sighed.
Modo smiled and patted his bro on the back. He had never seen Throttle this relaxed. The frown on his face, that usually always was there, was gone now. Less worries. Less concerns. But then, they all were way more laid back. Even Vinnie.
"Taking care of a pregnant girl is also very exhausting", Modo said.
"That's because of her mood swings, bro", Throttle answered, yawning again.
"Yeah, she does have them a lot, right? Ah well, she can't help it." Modo yawned too and looked at Vinnie.
"What's on your mind, bro? You are awfully quiet."
Vinnie tried to suppress it, but he couldn't win. A huge yawn escaped his mouth. He smiled sheepishly. Modo and Throttle laughed.
"Even our adrenaline junkie is tired. Wauw, never thought I would see the day", Throttle chuckled.
"Yeah well… I didn't sleep that well the last few nights", Vinnie explained.
"Violet is in the way?", Modo asked. Gaya and her big belly almost used their whole bed, forcing Modo to sleep on the edge of the bed or sometimes even on the floor.
"No… I don't know… I'm having nightmares, but I can't remember them when I wake up…", Vinnie mumbled. That took the full attention from his both bro's.
"Nightmares?", Modo asked.
"And you can't remember them?", Throttle added.
"Eh… Yeah, that's what I just said, right?", Vinnie said, a little surprised by his bro's reaction. It was no big deal. Right? Well, normally his bro's would agree with that. But this was Vinnie they were talking about. The fact that he named it, was for them a warning maybe something was wrong.
"Strange… And you really have no clue?", Throttle asked, rubbing his chin.
"Nope… Ah well, it will pass again. No worries."
His bro's shared a look, but decided to drop it. Vinnie yawned again and slowly stood up.
"Sorry bro's, but you will have to continue the rest of the night without my awesome presence. I know that's very disappointing, but I am really tired. Night, bro's."
Throttle and Modo wished him a good night, shaking their heads with a smile. Yep. That was their Vinnie.

Vinnie was twisting and turning, but he couldn't sleep. He sighed. He was so tired, but his brain was wide awake. He didn't quite told the whole truth at his bro's. Well, he did have nightmares and he didn't knew exactly what happened, but he did know one thing. It was about his childhood. He was wondering why he didn't told them. Maybe because he hoped it was gonna pass. But he had this nagging feeling that wasn't going to happen. Since Violet had told him she was pregnant, he was euphoric. But he was also scared. He was damaged because of his childhood. What if he was gonna make the same mistakes with his own child? What if this kid was gonna suffer, just like he did? What if he damaged his own flesh and blood? He talked to Violet about it, but she said it were normal fears. And she told him that she was gonna be there, that they were in this together. That everything was gonna be fine. That he was gonna be an awesome dad. But the truth was… it didn't make him less scared. No… With one more sigh, he turned around and slowly he fell in a deep, restless sleep.

Past

"Dad? Why is mom always so mad?", a small, white furred boy asked. His father, also a white furred mouse, looked at his ten year old son and smiled.
"Why don't you go grab you ball? So we can play a little ball game in the yard?"
The boy hesitated. He looked at his dad with big, innocent eyes. His father gave him a little push to the backdoor.
"Go get your ball, Vincent. I will be right there."
The little boy looked one more time at his father, but obeyed. He walked outside to the barn and opened the door. He grabbed the ball and walked into their big yard. He sat down on the ground and waited patiently at his father. He was scared for tonight. Tonight, his father needed to go to his work. And he was gonna be gone all weekend. So that meant he was gonna be alone with his mom…
"Hey little man, why so sad? Come on, show me what you got", he suddenly heard his father's voice.
Vinnie looked up and smiled. He jumped at his feet and threw the ball with all his strength.
His dad catched it easily, but had an impressed look on his face.
"Wow, very good, Vincent. You sure have a good throw."
Vinnie felt himself grow a little. Yes. He did have a good throw.

But unfortunately, all good things came to an end. Vinnie was standing by the window, waving at his father who left on his bike to work. He was an mechanic for the army and he had irregular working hours. His father had gave him a big hug before he left, but Vinnie had noticed he didn't say goodbye to his mom. Again. First, they were always yelling at each other. But that was changed. They didn't talk, they didn't touch each other. It gave Vinnie hope. Maybe, if they didn't yell anymore, his mom was gonna be nice again.
When his father was out of sight, he slowly turned around. His mom was sitting at the kitchen table, reading a magazine. She was drinking her evil potion, that's how Vinnie called it. When she was drinking her evil potion, she got even more angry. It also gave her a bad breath. And she started talking weird. Like she couldn't remember the words.
"What are you staring at, little brat?" Her voice brought him back to reality. He stared at her with wide eyes.
"I eh.. nothing, mom…", he stuttered. She slowly got up and walked over to him. Vinnie cringed and slowly walked back till he was standing with his back against the wall.
"You go to bed, NOW! And don't come out till I say you can come out. Understood?!"
Vinnie nodded, his lower lip trembling. He quickly ran past her to the stairs. When he was in his room, he shut the door and quickly took off his clothes. He jumped in his bed and pulled the blanket over his head. His stomach was growling, since he didn't ate yet. But by the looks of things, it was time to sleep without diner. Like every time his dad wasn't here. Tears filled his eyes. He started crying, he just couldn't stop himself.
Suddenly, a loud bang on his door.
"STOP YOUR CRYING, HAIRBALL! NOW!"
Vinnie curled himself up and tried to calm down. But he couldn't stop crying. He wished his dad was here. His hero…
His door flew open and the blanket got yanked away. He didn't dear to look at her. He had disobeyed her. Again. She had told him to stop crying, but he didn't. He knew she was gonna yell at him. How stubborn he was. That he was a lost cause. That he was nothing. That he was gonna end in the gutter one day. But she didn't. Vinnie felt confused. Why didn't she yell at him? He slowly opened his eyes and glanced at her from the corners of his eyes. But before he could see her, he felt she grabbed him by his ears. She lifted him from the bed at only one ear. He clenched his jaws to stop the scream. He knew how much she hated loud noise. But why did she hurt him? What was she doing?
"I told you to STOP crying! WHY DON'T YOU EVER LISTEN!" and she threw him against the wall. Vinnie felt his head bang against the wall and saw stars before his eyes. He curled himself up again and stared at his mother, fear in his big eyes. That made her even more angry.
"Look at you, you little piece of shit… You are nothing. I hate you, you know that? You ruined EVERYTHING!" and she grabbed him again. She hit him full in the face, over and over again. Vinnie screamed. He just couldn't help it. But she was hurting him…
"SHUT UP! SHUT UP!", she screamed back, pushing him hard. But unfortunately, they were close at the stairs. He lost his balance and rolled down. He felt something click in his arm and heard a loud crack. He screamed in pain. He landed on the ground floor on his back and he saw his mother running after him. When she was next to him, she kicked him in his side.
"Stand up, you little brat. STAND UP! NOW!" but Vinnie couldn't. Did he hear a little fear in his mother's voice? He must imagined it.
"Please, stand up!", but he shook his head. He looked at her with pleading eyes. His mom screamed again and stamped on his leg. He felt another click and the pain was unbearable. The last thing he saw was his mother's face and then, the whole world became black.

Present

Vinnie woke up with a startle. He almost screamed, but he was just in time to stop it. He quickly looked over at Violet and felt relieved she was still sleeping. Good. She needed her rest. He felt he was soaked with sweat. Man… his hands were shaking. He took a few deep breaths to calm down. Shit. Why was he dreaming about her? Next question; why did it look so real? He sighed, his heart slowly calmed down again. It was just a dream, Vinnie. No biggie. Not real… But if had felt real. Like he was there again. Jezus. Come on, just a dream, macho mouse. She is dead. She can never hurt you again… He closed his eyes, hoping he would dream about way more pleasant things this time.

Next morning, he woke up again. Thankfully, he didn't dreamed about his mom again. But he was still upset. Damn. He looked beside him, but saw the bed was empty. How late was it anyway? He looked at the clock. Wow. Already one o'clock in the afternoon. Did he really slept this long? He stretched himself and sighed. God, he felt like shit. He knew it wasn't really macho and badass, but his dream had scared him. It felt so real. His fear, the pain… He rubbed his arm absently. Suddenly, the door flew open. He almost jumped out of his fur, jerked upright and grabbed his gun. Violet stopped when she saw his reaction.
"Jezus, Vin. Chill. It's just me. Put away the gun!", she yelled angrily, also startled by him. Vinnie stared at the gun for a second and quickly threw it in the corner.
"Oops, sorry sweetheart. Old habits", he smiled, but the smile didn't reach his eyes. Violet walked over to him and sat by him on the bed.
"You okay?", she asked worried, feeling his forehead. Vinnie closed his eyes at her gentle touch and sighed.
"Yeah, I'm fine. You?"
"Yeah, fine. Our baby is busy today", she said, holding her belly.
Vinnie got upright and gently lay his both hands on her belly. He bend over and rested his ear on the big bump. He smiled. He could hear their little mouse. And he, or she, was very busy indeed. Vinnie planted a kiss on her belly and looked at Violet. She looked tired, but okay. Good. As long as she was okay, he would be too.
"So, what are the plans for today?", he asked, softly rubbing her arms. Violet planted a kiss on his forehead and got on her feet.
"Everybody is at the beach. I came here to check on you and to pull on my bikini. You coming?", she asked, busy searching between her clothes.
She bend over to grab her bikini and Vinnie moaned appreciatively. Violet rolled her eyes.
"Stop it you. I promised Tread I would take you with me, he is been calling your name for hours now."
Vinnie smiled and slid out of bed. He walked casually through the room, fully aware he was naked. He walked past Violet to his closet, his tail so called accidentally sliding along her body. Violet froze and stared at his back. Her eyes lowered and she could feel her body react. Dammit, this mouse.
"Okay, okay! You made your point. Tread can wait…", she said and then with a lower voice.
"Come here you, macho mouse" and she bit her lower lip.
Vinnie turned around, his eyes darkened because of her low voice. One corner of his mouth curled up. He came into action, grabbed Violet and carried her gently to the bed. He always got what he wanted. He was a van Wham after all.


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