A/N: Sorry for the long absence (again). I'm doing my best here. Please review, and I promise, once school's out, this stuff will come a lot faster. And now, on with the chapter.
*Lynn's POV*
Michael looked at me dead-on, his jaw agape in some emotion, was it disbelief? "Lynn! It's not what it looks like!" he insisted. But I didn't know if I could believe him, after all, Kari is riding him up and down the wall right in front of me!
"Really, then what is it?" I said in a tone for of both pain and anger.
"She-I--," he stammered. I shook my head, turned on my heel, and walked back upstairs and back to bed and locked the door. I bit my lip as I lay in bed, why would Michael do that to me? I thought he loved me. Then, I heard footsteps on the stairs, a few seconds later, they were outside my door. "Lynn," Michael sighed from the other side of the door. "Please, let me in,"
"No," I said, my face half-buried in my pillow.
"Lynn, I'm sorry! Please just let me explain," he insisted.
"Then start explaining, and then I might open the door," I said. The pang of betrayal still aching in my chest.
"Fine, Kari came onto me when I went down to ask her something about Andromeda," he said. I got up and went to the door an opened it a small bit.
"How do I know you're not lying to me?" I asked, I wanted to believe him, but after what I just saw…I just had to make sure.
"Lynn, you know you've been the only one I've ever loved for over fifteen years. Like I told you in our wedding vows, the moment I saw you I knew I couldn't live without you, I need you. I never want to hurt you, to see you in pain—it kills me. Please Lynn; you know I love you, and that I wouldn't do something like that to you," he said, taking my hand.
Right then I knew he was telling the truth, I sighed in relief, falling into his open arms, which wrapped around me in a loving embrace. Almost instantly, I felt my heart flutter and all my stress melt away. Michael placed his lips on the back of my neck, then worked around until he was at the front, his lips traced my jaw line, the bridge of my nose, and then he worked up to my forehead, before kissing the top of my head. "I'm sorry I doubted you. I should have known…,"
"Ssh," he said, silencing me with his lips on mine. "Don't worry," he coaxed me back over to the bed, pulled back the blankets, placed me down and climbed in, pulling me close and covering us with the blankets. "I love you," he said, the burning passion and sincerity in his words always grew every time he said it. I laid my head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat. It has always been my favorite lullaby. "And if the little one's start crying, I'll get them," he promised before softly humming a song to me. I bet—no—I knew that my husband was one in a billion. Who else's husband would do that?
"Michael?" I asked drowsily. He looked down at me.
"Hm?" he asked.
"Until we can find a source of income, I was thinking—maybe I could help out, it isn't fair that you should be doing all the work, I want to help. And I know how you really hate most people, (since he only went unmasked for Andromeda, Kari, and me because we grew up seeing his face, and Michael rarely talked except if he was talking to me.) I think it would be easier if I was the working one until you can find a job you're happy with," I suggested.
"Lynn, you know you don't have to," he chuckled.
"But I want to. There's a waitressing job available, and it would only be temporary." I insisted. Michael seemed amused.
"If you want this, you can do it, you make me love you more every minute," he said. He brushed his hand down my cheek, "Now get some sleep, you sound exhausted," And with that I buried my head into his shoulder and drifted of into the haze of sleep.
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The next morning, I awoke alone in the bed; I looked over to see Michael in the rocking chair in the corner with the twins in his arms. I smiled warmly at him; he was such a great father! Then I made my way over to him, he handed me the twins, pulled me into his lap, and then took Melanie back and cradled her in his free arm. "You two are lucky," he whispered to the twins, "You have the best mommy in the world."
I felt myself blushing. "And the best daddy," I pointed out; Michael kissed me on the cheek.
Michael POV
I couldn't believe Kari! She knew that I only saw her as a friend, yet she tried to do the unspeakable with me. I wanted to kill her for making Lynn doubt my absolute loyalty and devotion to her. Time like this is when I really miss Andromeda; he always had good advice and always knew what to do. However, with him gone, we lack that guidance now.
Although I thought it unfair that Lynn wanted to work and all I did was sit around, it would be a great help. After all, the supplies the hospital gave us was going to run out sometime, and I had to leave to kill of that scum of a living creature known as Aaron. Besides, whatever my Lynn wants I'll get her if I can, if she wants to work, I won't stop her. Her application date was set for a week from now, in that time I would say I was going to look for a job that paid well and didn't recognize my name and reputation as a brutal, heartless killer.
While Lynn was trying to put the babies down for a nap, I decided to confront Kari to find out why she did it. I knocked on her door, "Michael!" she answered almost immediately, "Come on in! Want to pick up where we left off?" she added in attempt to seduce me. It had no effect; I felt my mask of emotionless-ness take effect.
I said nothing; I just yanked her out of the room by the arm. "What the hell is wrong with you Kari?! What was with last night?" I demanded answers. She seemed afraid. She'd better be afraid.
"Okay, well I guess you should know the truth…" she began reluctantly. "But I realized that…well—I love you and I want you. I could satisfy you more than Lynn can. Lynn is weak. But I'm strong," she insisted. I wanted to kill her on the spot. My Lynn was not weak! And she was all I needed for satisfaction and happiness!
"You know I only love Lynn, you only are doing this out of jealousy!" I accused, her eyes told me that I was completely, on-the-mark, correct.
"Why would someone like me be jealous of Lynn?" she scoffed.
"Because Andromeda is gone. Your love for Andromeda was strong, and with him gone, seeing Lynn and me together hurts you because you don't have that anymore. Kari, you know I feel awful for you and even though I don't know how much pain you are in, but taking me away from Lynn won't fix anything. You long for your man back, but we are totally different. And besides, you would hurt Lynn. And I'm almost positive that you wouldn't intentionally hurt a friend of break up a family." I said.
"Michael. You're wrong. I love you," she insisted. I felt burning anger in the back of my skull, scorching though my reasoning. I had to get out of this position soon or she was going to die, or maybe I should kill her…
"Just stay away from me! I love Lynn! If you every try anything like you did last night with me again this blade will go through your chest!" I swore, holding my knife close to her face before placing it once again back in my belt where it belonged.
When the kids were finally napping, I had a moment alone with Lynn; I told her that I had to leave in search of work. She believed every word, I felt awful lying to her but I had to go kill Aaron's family so that she and our children could be safe and so my curse wouldn't stop me from being with my family. Then it came to me, Jason and Melanie were part of my bloodline? Would my curse target them? But then again, they're also a part of Lynn, which my curse (despite before,) would never be the target of my horrible curse. Perhaps that would protect them. Only time would tell.
Kari POV
Michael doesn't understand what he's saying. I bet Lynn is a witch and is forcing him to think he is in love with her out of some kind of spell, I mean—he tried to kill her. I don't think a lover would want to kill the one they love. My Andromeda's death opened my eyes to how Michael gave Lynn whatever she desired. She had to be controlling him. No man was that devoted, even Andromeda wasn't that devoted to me.
On the other hand, maybe he was right. Maybe this is all a way of grieving, after all, I never felt like this before. Lynn was my friend, and she and Michael have been together since they were ten.
But, there is one thing that dominates my theories: something tells me that Michael should be mine, and I need to follow that inner thought. I would have to do whatever it took to get him to see that, and also to take him and claim him, for my thoughts tell me he is supposed to be rightfully mine.
A/N: Sadly, this is the end of the chapter, Please review a lot and the next will come sooner because my ideas will form faster and I'll have more motivation. PLEASE REVIEW!