The Last Stand

By

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Chapter 1

A beautiful Spring day greeted the sleepy inhabitants of LazyTown. The sun was shining and the birds were as happy as could be. In the distance the sound of construction work could be heard as the crew hoped to get an early start before the forecasted heat of the day would arrive. Then there was the sound of the doorbell which Stephanie had been trying to ignore.

"Who could be ringing the doorbell at this hour?" She grumbled. Rolling over she realized the other side of the bed was empty and she huffed. The doorbell had stopped and she carefully extricated herself from the twisted blankets and her nightgown.

"Whoever it was I will kill them," she mumbled as she made her way to the bedroom door and opened it. From the doorway she could see the front door of her apartment and there Sportacus was standing with his back to her. She took a few moments to look at his tight butt and smiled before heading over to him. The pink one could tell that whomever he was speaking to was not speaking English and she knew that today must have been the day Sportacus was waiting for. He said something and the conversation was over with. He turned around after closing the door and practically walked right into his other half.

"So I'm guessing that you have a new toy to play with?" Stephanie asked as she took hold of his shoulders, the smile on his face was unmistakable.

"The Airship was never a toy," he said.

"Uh huh," she smirked recalling some of the nights the two had "played around" up there.

"It's parked outside so I have to move it to the park. Want to help me christen it?" He asked.

"I'll hit the shower," she smiled and she started to turn away from him. He gently took her arm and stopped her.

"We have to try the new shower out. Along with the food dispenser and the steering mechanisms and the bed…" the sentence hung in the air. Stephanie looked at him. He had a look of horror on his own face considering the fact that the last part of the sentence had just slipped out. After all the last thing they did in the airship was have one of those nights where neither one of them got any sleep and it was more than likely where the baby that they had lost had been conceived. Stephanie gave him a slight smile and pulled him into a hug.

Despite the fact that they had been sharing a bed ever since she'd been out of the wheelchair, they hadn't done anything more than sleep. Both had agreed to listen to the therapist and take things slowly. Stephanie had to heal both mentally and physically before they could engage in anything more than cuddling. She knew that eventually her body would override her mind and the two would be back on track but the last few months had been difficult for both of them. She had cleared by the doctors, her ribs, her leg, and the rest of her was back to its original state, the bruises had long faded but the emotional scars ran deeper than she first had been willing to admit. It started with the nightmares and the occasional jumping at every loud noise. The experience at Pixel's house had dredged up some of the old emotional scars from the dog attack and she had initially regressed before progressing to her almost normal self.

"I can't think of a better way to break in the new airship," she smiled as she pulled back. He wasn't sure if she was ignoring his Freudian slip comment or not until she planted a kiss on him. He looked at her before breaking out in a large smile. He quickly scooped her up and they headed to the bedroom to get the clothes and other items they would need for their little trip to the airship.

To Be Continued…