Chapter 6: Why?
As I help Ian out of the shower, the water droplets seem to emphasize the scars on his chest. He sits on the edge of the toilet and I see him catch a glimpse of himself in the mirror. I can see the doubt forming in his face again as he looks down at his leg and can see the surgical scar peeking out over the top of his cast. My heart aches for him as I carefully sit down behind him drying off his back, the burns on his back covering shoulder blade to shoulder blade. He knows those ones are there, I know he does because as I start to dry his shoulders I feel Ian tense up. He still thinks I'll leave him. I place gentle kisses along Ian's shoulders, gentle and caring doing everything to try and show Ian that I'm not going anywhere.
"Mickey just stop for a minute." Ian says looking in the mirror. I look up into the mirror and match Ian's eyes in the reflection "I know what you're doing and I get why you're doing it. No matter how much you tell me that I'm still sexy and I know you believe that, I'm not going to believe you until I can believe that I can be sexy with these scars."
I nod and kiss Ian's cheek "I get that. But it ain't stopping me from telling you how sexy you are."
"Why do you steal these kisses Mickey?" Ian asks me "Why do you stay here and take care of me? What happened to the Mickey that conceals his feelings?"
"Because I'm scared that this is a dream." I tell him "I'm scared that I'm dreaming that you survived, that it's not real. I'm scared that the reality is that you didn't come home." I move in front of him so I'm really looking into his eyes, not his reflection, I kiss him before I continue "as for the Mickey who concealed his feelings, he realized that feelings aren't merely a figment or a made up excuse for being happy. He realized that feelings are what brings everything into perspective." Ian looks at me; I know there are tears in my eyes. Ian takes his hands and wipes the tears away from my face. He doesn't need to say anything and his face tells me I don't need to say anymore. I silently help Ian get dressed and back into bed where we tangle ourselves in each other's arms where looking into each other's eyes is telling us everything we need to know.
A/N: Hey guys I'm back and I know it's been awhile. I was on vacation without my computer, but I'm back, I'm continuing and I have the next chapter written and almost ready to go. Thank you so much for all the reviews that I came home to! Thank you so much, and I'm definitely continuing on with this story and as of right now it will go on for a while. ~2rats
