Here it is guys! The sequel to 'Revelations', I hope it's as good as you wanted. Also it's set a four years after Dooms second downfall. Please review! xx
"I can't believe you took the last one!" Ben roared. Johnny laughed and finished eating the last slice of cake.
"If you snooze, you lose big guy." Johnny replied. "After all it's my son's birthday cake.
"Wouldn't that mean that Matty should have eaten it?" Ben said. Johnny paused and thought about it.
"No, because he's only 3 and Amara would kill me if he rotted his teeth already."
"Well you still shouldn't have eaten it!" Ben replied.
"You two aren't at it again, are you?" Sue asked as she entered the living room.
"He started it," Johnny said quickly.
"Yes, of course I did," Ben rolled his eyes. "Anyway, Sue how are you feeling?"
"I'm fine why?" Sue asked suspiciously.
"Well, you just look really pale and as Reeds ill I just wondered how you were." Ben explained.
"I am not ill," Reed said between coughs. "I'm just sick of hearing you argue."
"Oh ha ha Reed," Johnny said sarcastically. "That's got to be the lamest joke ive ever heard."
"Which is saying something, if you hear his joke" Ben added. "But I have to agree with him."
"Sorry for trying to lighten the mood," Reed said smiling.
"Don't worry honey, I thought it was funny." Sue said as she kissed his forehead.
"You're only saying that 'cos ya have to," Johnny stated. Sue shot him an annoyed look. "What, I'm just saying."
"Well Amara has to do that for you most days," Ben added.
"At least I have someone Mr Crazy Paving." Johnny shot back.
"Not again," Sue muttered. "I think we should go." She said to Reed. As they left the living room they heard Ben roar.
"Johnny!" Sue and Reed cringed.
"Please tell me they're not at it again?" Amara said as they entered the kitchen.
"When do they ever stop?" Reed asked rhetorically.
"Good point," she replied. "I better go stop them." She walked into the living room and telekinetically moved them apart just as they were about to start throwing punches, or in Johnny's case, fire balls. "When will you two learn to get along?"
"It's not my fault," Johnny whined.
"That excuse stopped working when you were 10," Amara replied. "Now, both of you start acting your age." She saw Johnny was about to make a comment. "Johnny," she added warningly. He sighed and walked out of the room.
"I'm sorry 'Mara." Ben said after Johnny had left.
"It's ok Ben, I know he winds you up so much." Amara replied.
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"Matty its ok," Amara said soothingly. "Mummy's here." The sounds of their child crying were very easy to hear. 'Your turn 'Mara,' Johnny had mumbled. She had sighed and walked to Matty's room. She picked up her baby, toddler she reminded herself, and rocked him against her chest. "It was just a dream honey." Matty cried against her shoulder.
"I'm scared Mummy," he cried.
"It's ok sweety, I'm here." She comforted. "What was it about?"
"This pretty lady came over to me and told me I look like my daddy, but I don't do I mummy?" That didn't sound like a dream to Amara. 'Who knows about it?' she asked herself. 'Who knows Johnny's not his father?'
"Of course you do," Amara told her child. "It was only a dream silly. You wanna stay with me and your daddy?"
"Please," he replied. Amara smiled and walked back to bed, Matty still in her arms.
"Johnny, move over," Amara ordered as she placed Matty onto the bed. "Wake up."
"I am awake," Johnny grumbled. "And so is everyone else, I'll bet."
"He wasn't that loud!" Amara snapped. She looked down at her son. "Shh he's asleep." Amara got into bed and cuddled Matty. She lay there trying to get to sleep for a few hours, but her sons dream still haunted her. As did the truth about him. Her first child was part of Chris. She tried to forget that fact, but she couldn't. No matter how much Johnny loved Matty, he still wasn't his biological father.
"Johnny," she whispered. "I need a word, now."
"Can't it wait 'til the morning?" he whispered back.
"No, now please." She almost begged him. Johnny groaned and got out of bed, following his wife out of their room.
"What's wrong?" he asked quickly.
"Um, Matty's dream was…well it didn't sound like a dream to me."
"How come?" He asked, sounding more on edge.
"Well, a woman went over to him and told him he looked a lot like his father." Amara said, trying to keep her voice steady. "When he woke up he told me he didn't look like you at all. It's really freaked him out."
"You're right that doesn't seem dreamlike." Johnny agreed. "But don't worry, by the morning he'll have forgotten." Amara nodded even though she didn't agree.
"I hope you're right." She replied simply.
