Hello, darlings! Sorry for the delay.

I would like to thank: Forgotten Memories Of Night, ren-hatake, peaches, Lori, Haruna Uchiha, -my-forgotten-rose-, Emma, Raine44354 and xBelakinax.

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Chapter 6

(Warning: Love scene in this chapter. That's why I'll raise the rating to M.)

Amelia was lying on the bed in silence. One of her hands was resting under her pillow while the other one was resting on Samantha's tiny belly. Amelia watched her as the baby slept peacefully and it sort of gave her a feeling of utter calmness. She realized that the baby girl had nothing to do with her lack of memory and she understood that Samantha needed her mother; she needed her. Everything apart from that was a blur in her head. The entire situation, herself, Sweeney…their marriage; everything was terribly confusing.

A hand pushing her hair way from her neck and shoulder caused her to flinch. A pair of lips brushed the shell of her ear and the familiar scent of vanilla reached her nostrils.

"I do no mean to push you, pet." Sweeney breathed as his warm breath brushed over her skin and caused her to shiver lightly.

"I know…" she whispered and she let him take her hand. He entwined their fingers together before he spoke again.

"I just wish you remembered…" he trailed off in a hoarse voice as he kissed her temple.

"What?" she asked and he shuddered before he answered her.

"Me…us." He said quietly and she swallowed.

"I wish that too…" she whispered as his lips kissed her cheek and ear.

"Maybe you should put her to her crib." She said and he pulled away from her to look at his daughter.

"You made her to fall asleep." He said and she nodded. He blinked and the smiled softly.

"That's good." He whispered as he reached over and pulled her into his arms. He stood up and gently placed her in her crib. He kissed her nose and then turned back towards the bed where Amelia stared at the ceiling.

His eyes moved longingly over her as she lied there and he bit his tongue as he then turned away from the tempting image she made. This was even worse that when he was shipped away from his family. It was worse than the prison because what he wanted was a few feet away from him and he couldn't even really touch her.

You brought this on yourself. A sly voice said and he frowned deeply.

I did not. I never wanted for this to happen.

You betrayed her and now you have to endure this.

I never wanted to betray her.

But you did. Just face it. The voice pressed and Sweeney's eyes darkened dangerously as his fists curled tightly.

I cannot. I want her back. I want my Amelia back.

Ah…but you cannot have her. She won't even let you touch her.

She did let me touch her. She…she touched me.

Not willingly. She felt obligated since you're her husband.

Amelia sat up on the bed when she heard an unintelligible sound escape Sweeney's throat and frowned deeply.

"Sweeney? Did you say something?" she asked but it was like he didn't hear her. His knuckles turned white from the pressure he placed on his fingers and his face took a horribly pained expression at the sound of her voice. His eyes flared with anger; not for her but for everything else that happened in his life.

"Sweeney?" he shuddered when he felt her hand upon his shoulder, her fingers gently applying pressure on his tensed muscles.

"What's wrong?" she asked shakily as she saw his expression. She had never seen his eyes so dark but as he turned around to face her she thought she could drown into their depths. Shaking herself out of her absurd thoughts she cupped his face in her hands as he stared at her intently, his eyes narrowed into slits.

"Something wrong?" she asked worriedly. Why was he looking at her like that?

"Amelia." He whispered and she swallowed hard.

"Yes?" her question however went unanswered as his hands uncurled and he grabbed her arms, effectively pulling her close to him. He looked longingly into her hazel eyes before he slanted his mouth desperately against hers. Amelia gasped into his open mouth and he took the chance to deepen the kiss. She went to make a weak attempt to pull away but his hand around her waist prevented her from breaking their kiss. His free hand slid into her hair and he curled his fist around some of it. He tugged at it, trying to pull her closer to him as she weakly started responding to the kiss. He broke the kiss with a hoarse moan and his hand started tugging at the laces of her dress, trying to undo them.

"W-what-…"

"Hush!" he cut her off with a growl as he angrily reached for his razor. Amelia's eyes widened at the sight of the silver blade but he only used it to cut at the laces of her dress before he quickly threw it away. The razor fell onto the floor with a thud and it winded up under the desk at the far corner of the room. His lips latched onto her white neck as his hands pulled down the dress until it was lying on her feet. He pushed her with his body backwards and she gasped as his hand went under her shift to touch her skin. His mouth returned to hers as he hooked his hands under her knees and pulled her up from the floor. Her hands flew to his shoulders as he picked her up and she flushed as they were pressed intimately together. She vaguely realized it as her back hit the mattress of the bed. The only thing she realized was his body pressing against her and the movement of his lips as he kissed her hungrily. She felt his hands slide between their bodies and she gasped when she realized that he was trying to rid himself of his trousers.

He broke the kiss to kick his clothing away and she opened her mouth to speak, to protest but he covered her lips with his hand and shushed her while shaking his head.

"No." he whispered and her eyes widened as his free hand bunched up her shift until it was resting around her thighs. He let go of her mouth and his hand slowly slid down her body, over her breast and stomach until it reached her hip. His breathing got uneven as he let his hand touch her thigh and then let it disappear between her legs. Amelia gasped as his hand came in contact with something she hadn't even thought before and her hand shot out to grasp his arm. He bit his lip in concentration as his fingers moved and she gave a slight moan. His mouth covered hers again as one of his knees parted her legs further. Amelia didn't know what to do. She didn't know if she wanted to wiggle away from him or press against him further.

"Let me…" he hissed as he broke the kiss the moment he felt her wiggling under him. Amelia paused in her movements and looked up at him while trembling.

"Let me, darling…" he said more gently and she closed her eyes. She relaxed her body and let her legs part on her own. His hips were quickly embraced by her thighs and he captured her mouth again. One hand came to press against the mattress right next to her head while his other slid away from between her legs to touch her knee.

"Tell me you want this…" he breathed against her lips and she was too lost in his touches to do anything but nod her head. Next thing she felt was him pressing against her. She almost jumped up from the bed when she felt him inside her but his body was there to hold her down. Her eyes drifted shut as his hips pulled back before they pushed forward again while his lips kissed her neck gently. The hand that was resting next to her head slid into her hair and grabbed a fistful of her brown locks as a hoarse moan escaped his mouth. The sound startled Amelia in a way she couldn't understand. Was she pleased that she could actually be the cause of such sounds? The realization hit her hard but she didn't have the time to think it over for he was speeding up the pace of his thrusts and his lips were covering hers once more. His tongue demanded entrance to her mouth and she granted him the opportunity to search her mouth freely. With a guttural moan his hands pulled her legs tightly around his waist as he pushed deeper into her. His lips started whispering her name like a mantra and she gasped his in return. Their intimate moment didn't last long for soon her back arched and right after he collapsed on top of her breathing heavily.

"God, I love you." He whispered as he raised his head from her chest to kiss her passionately again. Amelia's eyes widened at those words and in response she locked her arms around him in a tight embrace.

"Please, forgive me. Please…" he whispered between kisses and she wondered for what he wanted her to forgive him. He hadn't forced her to sleep with him…Well, he did start it but she'd be a liar if she said she didn't want it too.

"It's okay." She whispered as he buried his face into her neck and inhaled her sweet scent. She raised one hand and stroked his hair and he gasped at the tender action.

"I'm sorry." He said again and she shushed him as she pulled the covers over them and held him tight.

"Sleep." She said quietly and he gradually relaxed upon her. Maybe one day she'd find out what he meant.

End of chapter 6

Author's note: Thank you for reading! Please, please review. Thoughts and ideas are always welcome. :)