A/N: Anuzzer one, wanting to get rid of them all now...
Storm
Lightning rips the sky in two; thunder growls menacingly; rain lashes out.
Kim stands by the window, enraptured by the storm. Andrew is behind her, his arms wrapped around her waist, chin resting atop her head.
"You know," Kim comments absently, "I was afraid of storms when I was little."
"Really?" Andrew smirks, "I never thought that would scare you."
"Hmm," Kim says musingly. "I think it was the thunder that got me. But now…"
"Now…?"
"Now I have you to ride the storm with me, and I'm not afraid anymore."
Andrew says nothing; just leads her to their bed.