My first fanfic…I hope its not too bad, please review and tell me what you think, I'm not used to doing these things… it's like a foreign land to me…
O well, this is just a short little story about what life in the future might be like for Jesse and Suze… IF Jesse came back to life and IF they stayed together and got married…etc, etc…
Sitting on my living room couch, I stared down at my big, round belly. It wouldn't be long now until my little angel was born. I hugged my arms around my chest in hope to keep myself warm from the brisk December winds.
I gazed to my right to take in the scene before me… green, red & gold tinsel everywhere. I smiled at the memory of all the nights my husband slaved over our house to get it this peachy. It looked fantastic, but I really wish he would've let me help. But that's Jesse for you, kind, caring, sensitive and maybe a tad over-protective. But I truly don't care, because I love him.
Even just thinking about him can send ripples up my spine. I can graphically picture his tall, lean figure, and his hard-as-rock abs… his gorgeous face and amazing hair… o how I would love to have him with me right now… Staring into space, dreaming of my husband, I was so pre-occupied that I didn't even hear him come in the front door.
Although, it's not any surprise that he's quietly entering, due to the fact that about a month ago now, just as he was entering the living room, he bellowed out (in the most sexy voice) "Queirda, I'm home!" only to find me resting not-so-peacefully on the couch. He was so upset that he'd woken me that since then he'd been as quiet as a mouse, so not to 'disturb the baby'.
The thing that alerted me to his presence in the house though, was my two other children, Anamarie and Audrey who came belting down the stairs squealing "Daddy!" I quickly looked over to find a stunningly handsome Jesse standing there, looking at me intently with two hyper-active toddlers in his arms. I watched him cuddle them both and plant a kiss on their foreheads (sometimes I was so jealous of the attention they were given), and gently place them back on the floor. Then they were off, back to whatever it was they were doing before 'daddy' got home. That was when he headed over towards me.
He sat down right next to me, stopping only to give me my own peck on the forehead, then I turned and draped my legs over his. He moved a little to pull me in closer and I gratefully leaned my head against his chest. He stroked my hair then leaned his own face towards mine and kissed me softly on the lips. Just as he was about to pull away, I felt a hunger inside me and drew my hand to the back of his neck and pulled his lips back to mine.
Getting the hint on the mood I was in, he soon changed his attitude, it went from soft and loving, to fiery and passionate, I felt him move beneath me into a more comfortable decision, but in doing so, he accidentally knocked my stomach. I pulled away and gasped in pain as Jesse looked at me with shock all over his face.
"Queirda…I…I…I'm so sorry" he stuttered as he moved to kneel on the ground and look up at me. "I should have been more careful, how was I so careless… are you ok? Is the baby ok?" he stressed as I regained my composure and turned to look him in the eyes. "It's alright Jesse… I'm fine, the baby is fine… it was just a bump. Don't worry love" I soothed as I took his face into mine and gently caressed his lips with my own.
He returned this kiss for a second, then got up off the floor and headed into the kitchen, just as I began to wonder where he'd gotten to; he came back in the living room with a glass of water for me.
I took it from him, had a sip and then proceeded to tap the seat beside me in an inviting way. Jesse came around the chair and sat down as I nuzzled closer and found my position from before. We sat there in the lounge for a good hour just cuddling and talking about our day. Jesse told me about all the upcoming deals his company are wishing to pursue (he works for an up-market real estate company), and I told him about my day with the girls, like how we baked cookies after lunch and decorated them in pretty Christmas colours.
After a while, we heard the hungry footsteps of two little angels bounding down the stairs, so I decided to go get tea started. While I was in the kitchen, I heard Jesse yell out that he was taking the girls round to the corner shop and would be back in five.
Standing in a lonely kitchen I stirred our macaroni & cheese and looked down at the bulge in my stomach. I really couldn't wait until our baby was born, and I dearly hoped that it was a boy. I slowly moved my free hand down to caress the bump and felt as our tiny baby kicked against me.
I was just so happy right at this moment… and I prayed that it never changed from being this…well, warm and fuzzy :)
Oh, and btw… I own nothing of the mediator, or any of the other things this may have seemed to come from… I was just bored an wrote something (Yay! Its Xmas day!)