Part II: Touch
Summary: My touch was her intoxication. That's how it started. A simple caress.
Jack's POV
Touch
That's how it started
A simple caress
My fingers played with her dark ringlets
Hair the color of decadent chocolate
The pad of my thumb against her cheek
Her eyes burned into mine
Like a blazing, defiant fire
Defiance against me, against my beliefs
I told her this had to stop
She had to stop
Stop, Tru
Don't run away from me
Denying everything between us
So I pulled her closer
Our lips lingering, waiting…
Connection
Touch
My touch was her intoxication
The barricade between us
Exists no more
Dissolved
Into nothingness
Tracing my fingers down the bare skin of her arm
A cold shiver ripples through her
I feel it
Tremble
Not out of fear
Desire
For my touch
Where skin meets skin
Underneath the red silk sheets
New life is created
From my touch
Her touch
Our bodies touch
Time passes
And she is born
A creation from our love
Our daughter
Molded from an insatiable need to feel
Touch
One night a few years later
I left her alone
With our baby
Daughter
Told her I'd be back
Soon
But not soon enough
For when I returned
I found her unconscious
On the floor
Our daughter gone
Could not wake her, but a note I found
Beside her
From her father
A warning
Now determined to find our baby
Daughter
Save her
I called Davis
Knowing he would keep Tru safe
While I was gone
And one last time before I slipped away
Into the dark, cruel night
With Davis now at her side
I caressed her cheek
Long and lingering
Touch
Eyes now fluttering
Brown orbs reflected
Into my sky blue ones
Her voice a delicate whisper
Threatening to crack
I calm her
Everything's alright, Tru
My voice
I found her
My touch
It calms her
As I carefully place our sleeping daughter
In the sanctuary of her mother's arms
Someday I'll tell Tru
How I got our daughter back
From her father
But not right now
They were both safe
Right now
Tears stained the rims of her eyes
Wet drops danced down her cheeks
In the dim light
A whisper parted her lips
Thank you
My response a gentle kiss
For the woman I loved
Together as one once more
Lips pressed against her forehead
Gently
Touch
Fin.
Author's Note: This piece is dedicated to my friend Sonya. I hope you feel better soon!
My poetic two-shot ends here. More Tru/Jack fics to come in the future, but other fics will be prose. I just can't stop writing about them! I love these characters way too much! And I don't normally write poetry because I don't usually enjoy writing it, but this story spoke to me in a poetic way.
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