One-Shot… Daine and Numair.
The sun was just setting and Daine was putting their newest addition to the family to bed. Sarra was still awake and jumping on her bed.
"Mama, tell me a story!" Daine looked at her daughter, "please." Sarra added. Her gray eyes pleading.
"Oh, alright, but just a short one. What do you want to hear?" Dain sat in the rocking chair in the corner near the window, Sarra came toddling over and sat in her lap.
"Tell me about you and Da, how you fell in love." Sarra said.
"I've told you that story a thousands times, sweetling."
"But I love it Ma, it's my favorite." She snuggled into her mom and listened to her mothers soothing voice.
"Well, we didn't fall in love like everyone else, he was my teacher and I his student, but he was my best friend. He was protective of me, and I of him, though I wouldn't ever have admitted it at the time. I fell in love with him, but I didn't recognize my feelings for him till much later. He saved me, more than I can count." Sarra held up ten dimpled fingers, "no that doesn't even come close!" Daine tickled her daughter.
"One time that he saved me from a group of spidrens, that's when I truly realized how much I loved him, and when we took the chance and told each other. I promised to him, someday I would marry him, someday we would have a family together." Daine hugged Sarra close to her.
"And you did! You had me and Rikash." Sarra beamed.
"Yes we did, now get to bed." Sarra moved to her bed and closed her eyes. Daine leant down and kissed her cheek.
"Night mommy." Sarra said and drifted off to sleep.
Daine smiled and blew out the candles and closed the door.
"They finally asleep?" Numair asked from his desk. He looked up at Daine with sparkling black eyes.
"Yeah, Sarra wanted me to tell her a story."
Numair got up and hugged his wife around the waist. "What story did you tell her?" he asked
"Which one do you think?" She asked as she leaned against him.
"She never gets tired of that one." He said against her hair.
"No, but I guess she gets that from you, you always want to hear it too." She turned around in his arms and kissed his stubble cheek.
"Yes, but you seem to leave out a few details with her." He said.
"For good reason, think I want my daughter hear how many women her Da has been with?" She said with her eyebrows raised and arms crossed.
Numairs cheeks flamed red, as he looked down at his small wife. "Yes well, um, let's head to bed shall we?" He moved towards their bed and sat down.
"Numair, how many women have you been with?" Dain asked still standing in the one place.
"Let's not talk about that, come on Daine, bed." He pulled back the covers and crawled underneath.
"Numair, I want to know; how many women have you loved?" She asked standing above him.
"One, I have only ever truly loved one, and she is standing in front of me." He grabbed her hand and pulled her into bed.
"Numair be serious." She laid her head down on his chest, listening to his heart.
"I am, if you really want to know." he smoothed down her numerous curls.
"I want to know." She looked up at him.
"Hmm, I believe…" Daine covered his mouth with a kiss.
"Never mind, I don't want to know." She said through the kiss.
Numair smiled and kissed her back, "now Magelet, you begged and begged me to tell you and now you don't want to know?"
"Thought it best if I didn't, might not want to ever kiss you again, if I knew how many women did the same thing before me." She smiled and kissed him again.
Later that night.
"Ma, Da?" A small voice said at the door. Sarra was up, tears streaming down her face.
"Sweetling, come here, what's wrong?" Daine cuddled her, Numair throwing a blanket over his daughter.
"I dreamed you and Da were dead, that Da went to war and died, and you got real sick." Sarra cried again.
"Shush, don't cry dear, it was just a dream." Numair kissed her cheek.
"Sarra, we aren't going anywhere." Daine said and smoothed Sarra's curls.
"Promise?" She looked up at both her parents with eyes so much like her mothers.
Daine and Numair looked at each other and nodded.
"Promise."