Sail Away With Me Chapter 9

A/N: I know. I know. You all are probably pissed at how fast I let them get back together and remember each other. But, I didn't like the slow pace it was going. I wanted it faster. So I did. Now we can finally get to more of the good stuff. Like smut, smut and more smut. And uh, that really rad plotline that I've been setting up. I know the last chapter either answered a lot of your questions about Sailor and Gally before the maze but I also know it probably confused a hell of a lot of you too. Don't worry. There's more to come on that. They'll get real in depth and have more dream/flashback thingys that'll explain more. Until then, enjoy this sweet, slightly innocent scene between Sailor and Gally. -MoonlitShadow

Sailor felt like it had been forever since she had been in her husband's arms.

Really been in them anyways.

Now that she knew he remembered, she was relieved and elated that they could finally start their new life together without a lot of hassle from her brother.

Or so they hoped.

She found herself sobbing into Gally's t shirt for what seemed like forever before he gently lifted her head and placed the sweetest, slowest kiss on her waiting lips.

She let out a moan as the familiar taste of his kiss washed over her senses and she moved closer, so their bodies molded together as one.

Gally felt his body come alive at her touch and moaned into her mouth causing her to become weak in the knees so she was barely standing.

It had been ages since they had made love.

And Gally couldn't stand being away from her much longer.

Breaking the kiss, he panted heavily as he grabbed her hands and walked her back towards the bed.

"Love, I don't think I'm going to be able to stop myself for much longer. If you don't want to do this, now's the time to say it."

He breathed out as he watched her expression change from one of lust to shock and then to pure adoration.

"I'm yours. I've always been yours."

She whispered making him grin from ear to ear.

Gently, he pushed her down onto the bed and climbed on top of her so he hovering just above her.

"You look so beautiful. I knew I could never forget such a beautiful girl."

He murmured as his eyes perused her rather curvy figure.

Sailor blushed and reached a hand up to stroke his cheek lovingly before giving him a small peck on the lips making him smile down at her.

"Take me. Nicky please take me…"

She whispered making tears form in the corner of his eyes.

He tried but failed to will them away as he ducked his head in embarrassment.

Hiding his face between her shirt covered bosom he let the tears that he had been holding for so long go and all but collapsed into her arms.

The nickname that she had given him when they had first gotten engaged echoed through his mind over and over again as he clung to her to reassure himself that she was real.

She was really there, in his arms once more.

"Nicolas…"

She breathed out saying his name much like one said a prayer.

She was his blessing.

Blessing from a God that he had been so sure never existed before this.

But now he knew, whatever he had done to deserve this would never be enough to repay his gratitude to whoever had brought her back into his life.

"Lissa. Can I ask you something?"

He choked out, his voice raspy and gritty from the tears that continued to fall.

She looked down at him as he shakily raised his head so his watery green eyes met her own striking blue ones.

She nodded, almost numb with emotion as she stared down at him in a mixture of awe and adoration.

"How long have you known? That we….we were married."

He trailed off unsure of what he wanted to say and how he wanted to go about saying it.

She seemed to understand though because she pursed her lips for a moment before a sad look crossed over her delicate features.

"I've known ever since I was sent down in the Box. Tom was kind enough to pack our wedding rings with my things that I found as soon as we got back to your room that first night."

She admitted a bit reluctantly making his eyes go wide for a moment before he nodded in understanding.

"I've known for a while myself. It came back to me one day when I had fallen off one of the huts in the Glade and hit my head hard enough to knock me out.

When I was unconscious I got back many of my memories, you included."

He said a bit wistfully as she gave him a sad smile.

"You know Tom let me watch you every day since you've been in the Glade.

We used to sit together in the control room watching your progress as you went about your daily activities."

She said as she smiled fondly reminiscing about her best friend and fellow Creator Thomas.

He scrunched up his face in a look of distaste at the mention of his wife's former lover making her make a face at him before they settled comfortably next to one another in bed.

"You know I don't love Tom anymore, Nicky."

She reassured him as she stroked her fingers through his messy hair.

He nodded once acknowledging her words, but still was lost in his own thoughts.

"I knew you were heartbroken when my mum didn't pair you two together. Instead she made you marry me which I know Isaac has hated to this very day.

Even when he didn't remember anything about me, he still instinctively hated me.

I doubt I'll ever get to be friends with him like I once had before all of this happened."

He said sadly as she nodded in understanding.

Her brother was particularly hard headed and although he used to be friends with Nicolas and Tom, he had distanced himself greatly from them once it was announced that his sister was going to marry Ava Paige's own son.

"You remember why they paired us together though, right?"

He asked her quietly as she nodded once and laid her head on his chest as he wrapped his arms tightly leaving no space between them.

"It was because we scored the highest on the Immunity tests that they ran. We had the most compatible genes when it came to finding the cure. That's why we were chosen instead of anyone else."

She recalled as her eyes misted over at the memories that flashed in front of them.

The day that she had found out about the test results had been a day that would haunt her forever.

She remembered the look on her father's face when he found out the news.

He was overjoyed while her heart broke into a million pieces that she was sure would never be brought back together again.

Nicolas and she had not known each other well before they got engaged and she found it ironic since they were laying here now as a happy, committed married couple.

The months after they were engaged had been some of the worst of her life.

She and Nicolas were instructed to spend all their time together, both of them reluctant because of the little interaction that they had had in the past.

She knew he found it awkward to be engaged to his friend's little sister.

And he had known that her heart had already been captured by another.

Her love for Tom was one that he knew he could never replace, but merely cast aside so he could make his claim on a girl much too young to understand the consequences of their actions.

But as he lay there in her arms while the night wore on, he couldn't help but be thankful that she had allowed him the luxury of getting to call her his own.

His hands gently glided down her back and rubbed everywhere that they could find.

It was then that he realized he was lulling her into a deep sleep and it made him smile that he still had that ability.

But just before she closed her eyes, he asked her one final thing.

"Love, where did you put our rings?"

He watched as she lifted her head tiredly off the pillow and pointed to the dresser across the room.

"I hid them in the top drawer. They're in a small bag. The one that they came in when they were given to us."

She said sleepily as he nodded and kissed her one last time before she fell into a deep sleep.

Carefully, he removed himself from behind her and slipped out of bed so he could pad his way over to the dresser.

He opened the top drawer and sifted through its contents until he found what he was looking for.

There in the moonlight of the Glade, he opened the small bag and poured their rings into the palm of his hand.

His eyes watered again at the thought of finally getting to have the married life that they always wanted and dreamed of.

He took his ring and slipped it back onto his finger which he was happy to find it still fit perfectly.

And before he fell asleep that night, he carefully slipped his wife's ring onto her finger, officially claiming her once again.