Amethyst Skies
Part 2
By Dog-Demon-Emiko
Chapter 34: Full Circle
Maybe one day I had visualized this: packing into the car with family to head off to some big event. Maybe traveling to my son's soccer game or something. Did I visualize that? Or was I just remembering it from a commercial I'd seen sometime on TV? Either way, it was the same.
Most of our luggage was in Emmett's truck, who was driving with Rosalie. Carlisle, Esme, Bella, Rose, and I were in Carlisle's Mercedes since it had a bit more leg room. Edward, Alice, and Jasper were in the Volvo behind us. It had to be the biggest family rode trip I had ever taken. In fact, it was the only road trip I had taken not counting the pack runs and hunts.
After a very short and clearly made point that she was the better driver and could take directions easier, Esme was driving with Bella giving her instructions in the passenger seat. I sat behind Esme and Carlisle behind Bella leaving Rose in the middle. She was leaning modestly on my shoulder while I gazed out the window. Thirty foot pines flashed by as we drove up the 101 at a legal speed of about 75mph. We were in for a long drive.
Rose's competition was being held at the Qwest Field and Event center in Seattle. It wasn't until today that I was informed that to get there we would need to take a ferry at some point. No, I wasn't afraid of water. I just so happened to get sea sick very easily. Wolves and rocking floors were never meant to mix. Constantly moving footings were more of a cat thing. Needless to say that during the ferry ride I had clung to the nailed down table in the lower levels of the ferry during the ride, something that had Rose laughing uncontrollably. I would have stuck my tongue out at her if I wasn't afraid of puking.
It was more than a relief when we had gotten to the hotel. It felt kind of awkward though. These competitions were intense, and though they usually didn't last more than a day, it was very possible for it to go on for about two days. Rose would need to be there by six but the event didn't start until eight-thirty. It ended somewhere around nine that night.
Rose was to share a hotel room with other competitors from her gym. I think she said their were two other girls and two boys. Rosalie, Alice, Emmett, and Jasper shared a suite, Carlisle, Edward, and I shared another room, which left Bella and Esme to another room. I honestly thought it was a huge waste of money. I was the only one out of the entire group who actually slept. Getting three rooms that we really weren't going to use? But I didn't say anything. Money obviously wasn't a problem with the Cullens.
Rose had gotten called off to a practice late in the afternoon and didn't come back until eight that night. I had been the only one in my room, so for a short while she came in to lay with me.
It took me a few days to get used to her new body. Although her skin still felt like flesh, it was hard to think that it would never rip unless my the jaws of one of my kind. Her nails and hair had always been strong, but they would look that way forever unless she cut them. And her heart...sometimes I awoke at night because I wasn't able to hear her heartbeat. When she was in the hospital I had been petrified of her body giving out on her and her body truly dying. I don't think that thought will ever leave my head.
In the morning I was awake at six. I took a hot shower and put on jeans and a sweatshirt. I met everyone else down in the lobby of the hotel. The stadium was within walking distance from the hotel, only about two blocks away. The March air was chilly, but not bitter. Small rain pellets that were half solidified stung as they hit. I heard them bouncing on the ground as they fell.
The stadium was crowded at the entrance. Rosalie asked a acne covered teen sitting at the front desk where the competition was being held. He pointed to a huge staircase behind us, still drooling over the blond beauty and we set off.
Even from the floor below, we could hear the advertisements blaring over the speakers in the stadium. Voices were coming from every direction. Children screaming, men laughing, and women cooing. I tried to block it all out as I followed Carlisle all the way down the stairs to the floor. Families of the fighters were reserved to the two rows closet to the floor. Carlisle flashed a man a blue pass and he nodded as he let us all through. We took our seats in the front row and waited patiently.
The floor in front of us was huge. It was covered in a blue mat and surrounded by a low wall covered in advertisements. A huge flat screen television hung over the center of it, four screen pointing in every direction so those in the higher seats could see. A man with a white box strapped around his neck walked down the stairs in the isle.
"Popcorn!" He shouted. None of us looked his way. Next to me, Edward was humming with tension. His eyes were glued to the entrance doors on either side of the floor. I wasn't sure if he was that way because we were in a stadium or if it was the first time he had been to any of Rose's events. But the energy he was giving off was making me anxious.
"Calm down," I said to him. He glanced my way. "What's your problem? She's going to be fine." He looked at me for a moment and then nodded.
The doors began to shut and the lights dimmed. The crowd's roar came down to just a hum as a voice played from the speakers.
"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the Qwest Field Center!" A man's face flashed on the screens above. He had bright blue eyes, a million dollar smile, and a really cheap toupee. "I'll be your host for tonight's event, the 2007 Seattle Regional Martial Arts Competition!" The crowd gave a loud cheer to the point where my ears hummed in protest. "Fighters from all over the northwest Washington Area are here to go onto the State Champs to be named best fighters in Washington! There are over 80 competitors from different backgrounds and different styles! Who will be victorious tonight?"
The announcer kept going with more gibber to amp the crowd. I was starting to find myself at the mercy of an oncoming migraine from both the crowd and the white noise from the speakers. Bella nudged my arm and opened her palm, offering me two clear plastic pieces. I looked up at her and she pointed to her ears. I smiled my thanks and took them from her, placing them snuggly in my ears. The noise lowered considerably and I felt the pain in my head ebbing slowly away.
"First up, Jamie Vegas and Eve Levine!" The referee signaled the two girls to the center and began to explain the rules to them quickly. My eyebrows furrowed, the only thing these girls had on as far as protection went was hand and foot wraps. The slight bulge in both their mouths indicated a mouth guard. Didn't they get plastic padding or something? Rose could get hurt!
There was a sort beside me. I looked over at Edward to see him looking at me from the corner of his eye. I knew automatically that he had heard my thoughts and concentrated on blocking my mind. I'll admit, maybe the thought was stupid. After all, Rose was a full vampire now. Nothing could hurt her now except another vampire or a werewolf. But it didn't stop me from worrying about her.
A red headed girl who had her hair back in two french braids and a brunette with her hair in one long braid began to fight. What did they say their names were again? The brunette looked as though she was kick boxing or using Muy Thai or something. Her blows were powerful, far to powerful for the flimsy red head to try and deflect. The red head started to just dodge the brunettes straight on attacks fully and trying to get the brunette from behind. That had been a mistake, the brunette slammed her elbow into the red heads nose, filling the silent arena with a crack. The crowed 'ooooohed' as the red head went down. The ref stepped in, whispered something to her, and she nodded. The ref grabbed the brunette's hand and raised it into the air, silently declaring her the victor. The crowed roared, a few pale and dark haired people across the floor from us the loudest. They must have been her family. The brunette flashed a dazzling smile as the name "EVE LEVINE" Flashed on the screen above.
Four fights later I finally got the hang of it. Whenever someone made a serious hit and a person went down, the ref paused the fight to ask the wounded fighter if he or she wanted to continue. If they said no, the fight was over. If they said yes, then they were encouraged onto their feet and the fight resumed. You were automatically disqualified if you passed out or did something illegal if you tried to strangle your opponent or disobeyed the ref like the last guy had. A man who looked like the boys father hopped the low wall and came charging onto the floor to scream at the referee. Security had to removed him from the arena. Some people were just way too serious about their sports.
"Fight number Thirty-three, Adam DeBrazer and Rose Cullen." My ears perked. Had I heard right? I looked up at the screens. Yup, I sure had. Rose was finally up next. A good three and a half hours after and finally!
Whoa! Adam DeBrazer was not a small boy. He had to be somewhere around six feet tall or more, easily towering over Rose. He had dirty blond hair that was cropped short and piercing grey-blue eyes. Even through the standard gi's the competitors had to wear, you could see the bulging muscle. His mouth was a hard line as he stared down at Rose like an enemy.
Rose didn't look any friendlier. Even though she was only about 5'4", her aura was still intimidating. Her hair had been pulled back into a tight braid. Her hands and feet had been wrapped with the same cotton wraps that all the others had. Her eyes were hard, cold, and calculating. Even with the smug posture this Adam guy had going on, I could see insecurity in his eyes. Rose looked serious; like one of those people you see by herself at the most dangerous and rowdiest bar but yet no one had the balls to mess with her. I guess this is was fighter's called 'being in "the zone"'.
The crowd was dead silent as the ref whispered something to them and told them to shake. It looked as though they had tried to break each others arm for a moment before letting go and taking two steps back, never taking their eyes off each other. I had to calm the beast within myself so that I didn't jump the wall and take this guy down myself. The glare he was giving Rose, my Rose...
No, calm. This is a martial arts competition, I can't jump in like that. She can handle herself. Just relax. Despite what i told myself my hands still clenched the arm rests.
The ref brought his hand down over his head, signaling the two to fight. They got into their stances and began to circle each other, their feet moving quickly. Even as their bodies moved their eyes never strayed from each others. The crowd was silent as their circling became faster, and with each round they became closer to each other. As the distance between them shrunk to about five feet, Rose spun, her leg flying up from the floor to Adam's shoulder level with an audible whoosh. Adam ducked and swung his own leg around to hook on the back of Rose's knee. Still recovering from her roundhouse, Rose buckled forward from Adam's move. The leg she had used to kick went up again and slammed onto his shoulder. The only indication of pain was a flicker in Adam's eye. He tried to reach up and grab her leg but she flipped backwards out of his hold.
Even though the crowd may have been impressed by Rose's strength, I was more impressed of how much she was holding back. She could have easily broken that boy's shoulder and could have landed that roundhouse without a sweat. I wonder if she was going to get tired of holding back one day?
They were circling each other again. Adam was cutting his circle at an angle, bringing him closer to Rose. Did she notice it? I think she did. She took a huge step forward and swung her left leg up at Adam's hip. He turned his body towards her lag and put both his arms down to stop it. But the force of her kick carried through his arms and smashed them between his hip and her leg, forcing him to break stance. He grunted with the effort. Rose brought her leg down and hit him with a front kick in the chest, sending him reeling backwards a few steps. She rushed him, fist raised, and ducked to the side before he could block her. She hit him under the arm, and then sent a punch to his back. Adam stumbled and took a few quick steps away from her.
Rose rushed him again but this time he was ready. He whipped around and caught her fist, holding it in his hand for a split second before whipped it around her. He wrapped his legs around hers which sent them both crashing to the floor. Rose let out a tiny growl and gripped the back of his neck with her free hand before he could grab it. She jerked her head back, knocking it into his jaw, then rolled them over. She sent her elbow into his gut and freed one of her legs. Seeing that his hold was rapidly coming undone, he moved to tighten it. The wolf inside of me was becoming a bit aggravated, the arm rests of the chair starting to crack from the pressure of my hands. This guy was trying to get my Rose to submit? The only thing that kept me from jumping this tiny wall and ripping him off her was Edward. He grabbed my arm and squeezed, hard, to get me to stop growling.
Rose was free from his hold and exaggerating her breathing a safe six feet away from him. It seemed that this was a battle of power. It would make sense, with no clock in here, there was no point in making it an endurance fight. They couldn't outlast each other. They would have to strike each other down and quick.
Rose waited until Adam got to his feet to resume her stance. This time, he rushed her, sending a hit to her shoulder. She blocked it and countered with one of her own. They went on like this, fighting close hand to hand with speed that I'm sure humans would have trouble keeping up with. The crowd was silent, every failed hit was echoed throughout the air.
Boom
Rose doubled over, clutching her stomach. Even though she had made her face contort in pain, her eyes held shock. Adams knee came flying up to her face. She sidestepped just in time and stood back up before he had time to react.
Crack
Adam was reeling back from Rose, holding his nose. Her palm was still in he air from her strike. Blood seeped from between his fingers and down his arm. I saw Rose's chest stop moving as she slowly backed away from him. Edward tensed in his seat. The ref came and whispered something to Adam, then encouraged him to let him see his nose. The ref grimaced and declared Rose the winner. I could have swore I heard Adam growl as ROSE CULLEN flashed on the screen overhead. The ref grabbed Rose's hand and raised it as paramedics ushered him over to their stand. As the crowd cheered Rose took her hand from the ref's none-to-gently and went off into the doors that led from the arena. I stood and walked along the wall, scooting by the Cullens as a guy came with a mop to wipe the blood from the floor. When I was right next to the door I hopped the wall and went through the doors. A security guard stopped me.
"She's my girlfriend," I explained.
"No one allowed back here but the fighter's boy," said the fat guard. The look in his eyes didn't suit well with me. I didn't need to be able to read minds to know that he was thinking dirty thoughts.
I grabbed him by the man by his collar, pulling him to meet my eyes. My aura pulsed and my eyes became sharper, seeing things in pastel hues.
"Either you move or I make you," I growled, feeling the tingling in my elongating teeth. Though a werewolves presence is supposed to subconsciously calm and reassure humans as their natural protectors, that wasn't exactly the feelings I was going for at the moment. The mans eyes widened as he put his hands up in submission. I flashed him a predatory smirk as I reached for his radio and pushed my thumb through the button, successfully breaking it. I dropped him and took off after Rose's scent.
I found her in a side hallway that led to an exit, her scent wafting from the door she was holding open. She was bracing herself against the wall with her arm, leaning her head into it as a chilly breeze floated over her. I scuffled my feet so I didn't scare her and reached out for her, putting a hand on her shoulder. She slashed at me with her hand, snarling, until our eyes connected. Surprise gripped me even though I didn't show it on my face. Her eyes were pitch black.
Once it registered who I was she fell into me, wrapping her arms around me. "It's so hard to control," She whispered. I knew what she was talking about. The new cravings for only blood. Carlisle said it would be hard for her, it was as if she just got bitten or something like it. She's a brand new vampire.
"You did good, I'm so proud of you," I confessed. The fact that she didn't just jump DeBrazer and suck him dry was proof. "You have the strength to walk away, be proud of that." We stood there for a moment.
Even though I would never down look Rose or any of the Cullens, I had to say being a vampire must be hard on a girl. She can't cry, she can't really have any friends except her own kind. Wolves would never dare, humans are afraid and there's always the risk of killing them, and vampires didn't live in such large groups the way the Cullens did. Carlisle already told me that the shear size of their coven was unheard of. She needed to kill-whether an animal or human, she needed it. And even if she did find a soul mate, unless it was a vampire she would long outlive him. It was a life of raw unforgivable solitude.
As a wolf I would age much more slowly then humans, especially since I was born one instead of turning at the first sign of vampires. I would live to maybe late hundreds if i was lucky. But Rose would live for all eternity. No, now was not the time to think about that.
Footsteps, several of them. I hugged the silent Rose to me even more as they neared. A head poked around the corner.
"Over here!" he shouted. It was security. Maybe I should have knocked the first guard unconscious. His buddies came, including the fat one from earlier.
"Yup, that's him!" Definetly unconscious next time.
"Son," one man said "I'm sorry, you can't be back here."
"He's with me," Rose mumbled.
"That's understandable, but there's no unauthorized personal allowed back here. Now either he comes with us or we escort him from the building." There was a vibration on my chest. I held Rose tighter to me before she could lash out.
"We're leaving." I pushed through them and back into the main hallway.
"Go straight and then down the stairs." I followed Rose's instructions. It led us into the lobby that allowed family and friends to see the fighters. There were two others there that we sat away from.
"Do you want to leave?" I asked her. I didn't yet want to mention that her family was going to come looking for her soon.
"I have to wait for-"
"Rose," She didn't move but I looked up. It was her sensai. With a sigh she stood up from me to meet him. "you did very well. Are you alright?"
"Fine sensai," she lied. He seemed to buy it. He handed her a packet of papers.
"All the details for the upcoming fights and the practices."
"Practices? Aren't they holding the semi-finals today?" He shook his head.
"Schedule conflicts and over bookings. It's what happens when you book events at a multi-event stadium. What ever brings in the most money gets a spot, or in our case, a half of a spot. Since we only paid half of the booking money they booted us out. Which means that we're going to have to wait a while before the state finals." Rose nodded. They shared goodbyes quickly.
"I hate the city," she declared as she plopped down next to me. I smiled.
"C'mon, let's get back to everyone before they decide to tear the city apart looking for you."
As the Cullens congratulated Rose on a good fight, I could see the stress steaming off her. She needed a break from everything despite her love for fighting.
"I've got an idea," I declared as we walked back to the hotel. "Let's see a movie?"
Rose looked to her parents with pleading eyes. Bella smiled and shrugged.
"Sure, why not." She dug into her pocket and handed us a twenty. "Have fun."
It was only one-fifteen in the afternoon, a bit early to go see a movie, so we walked around the area a bit for some sight seeing. We didn't have a camera but it didn't stop Rose from blurting out "strike a pose!" all the time. And as stupid as we looked, we did. I didn't care about any one else in the world, all I wanted was to see her smile.
Around four we headed towards the theater. We had no idea what we wanted to see.
"There's Bloodrayne...a story about a girl who's a vampire and has to kill her father." There was a pause between us and then she started laughing hysterically. I wasn't sure what to do so I let her do the laughing for me.
"What about Hostel? That's supposed to be scary."
"Scary to you and me? Or scary to them?" When she said them she was looking at the blond giggling girls by the vending machine. I laughed.
"Tristan and Isolde? Something about a British guy and an Irish princess who are in love and can't be together because their countries hate each other."
"Aka a cheap Romeo and Juliet. Their only good thing is that they have Evanescence on their soundtrack...Hey! What about Underworld 2?"
"I didn't see Underworld one." To be honest I had no idea what Underworld was. But I hated not knowing the full story.
"I did! I'll explain it to you, it'll be good, I promise." So I let her buy the tickets. I'm a push over when it comes to her.
When she came back from the ticket stand she had a pout on her face.
"Rated R," she explained. "We need adult supervision."
"So what did you get?" I asked.
"Tristan and Isolde." I laughed, causing her to growl. "I want to see Underworld! And I know you'll like it." She looked around, gears turning in her head. She grabbed my hand and led me down stairs to the lower screening rooms. A single bored man was standing at a podium in between two hallways, a snack bar behind him. Tristan and Isolde was playing on one side, Underworld 2 on the other. Rose handed the man our tickets. He looked up to meet her eyes.
"Enjoy the show..." he trailed off. He was still staring into Rose's eyes and she wasn't complaining. Something nudged my side. I looked down to see her pushing me towards Underworld 2. Taking the hint, I walked off but very slowly. As soon as I entered the hall and turned off the right side corridor to the screening room I felt her hand snake back into mine.
"That was a dirty trick," I mumbled.
"Why, because it doesn't work on you?" I teased. I didn't say anything, she had a point. She was becoming more like a vampire everyday. I wonder if that scared her.
As promised, she explained the first movie to me during the previews while everyone else was filling in the seats. From the short time it took her to explain the plot to me, it seemed boring. But since it revolved around a hot vampire and a powerful wolf I was willing to work with it.
I was very much into the movie so far. Even though the myths were very wrong about both species. I mean, come on. Even if vampires did burn up in the sun, their clothes wouldn't burn too! If the girl was wearing leather gloves they shouldn't have burnt off as well. That was just stupid. Now they have to wait inside a storage compartment for sunset.
Now, for people who keep up with this story plot, this may have not been such a shocker. But for me who was barley understanding what was going on exactly, I was a bit surprised. One minute the guy was rushing around to put black paint all over all the windows to protect the vampire. The next he was screwing the vampire. It was only then that I became aware of how close to my neck Rose was. I could feel her breath as it tickled my skin. Man I was getting uncomfortable.
Now, Rose and I weren't uncomfortable with sex, hell we joked about it all the time. But with her parents still having human morals and my dad pushing mates my way for the past year, it's something we, in lack of better words, never got around to. I mean, with her getting kidnapped and having her training, and almost getting mauled by a pack of werewolves, it could really harm your relationship as far as a sex life went. Not that we were in a rush; Rose loved and respected her body -hell, so did I. But I wanted us to do it because we wanted to, not because we felt like we had to. It just needed to happen instead of us trying to plan it. Dam this scene is long. I caught the last note of a muffled giggle and looked down.
"What's the matter, you look so out of place," she whisper. Rose, now was a bad time to whisper. She planted a gentle kiss on my neck. I stiffened. I could feel my skin heat up a bit as my muscle tensed. A sharp pain from my neck; she bit me! I let loose a low growl, giving her a warning glare. Now was not the time nor place to get me riled up. Her eyes shone as if she was going to defy me. But she settled with a kiss on my cheek and laid her head back down on my shoulder.
"Party pooper," she muttered. I let that one slide. The scene was finally over. I focused on nothing but the gory action after that.
As we exited the theater there was an awkward silence between us.
I didn't mean to snap at you
I thought, knowing she'd hear. She gave a slight nod at my side.
"I shouldn't have pushed you." Although I didn't want to get into a long argument about it, both of us were right. She shouldn't have done it but even more important then that I should have more control over myself. "Although," oh boy I'm in for it. "you've got to admit, the scene was kind of hot." I only nodded, not trusting myself to say anything. I could see her smirking out of the corner of my eye.
"Tease," I growled under my breath. For one odd reason or the other she thought that it was hysterical.
The car ride home was much better. Still got kind of sick on the ferry but it was more enjoyable. When Bella had asked us how the movie was, I let Rose explain. And all throughout her explanation she was holding back laughs.
The movie did strike something in me though. It was a vampire girl and a wolf guy...well, hybrid, but the directors seemed to make him lean more towards the wolf side. The vampire girl was fighting all her people just for them...so they could be together at peace. It almost described us...except it was my people we had to fight.
It was dark when we neared Forks, driving up past the National Park. Over the hum of the engine and Linkin Park playing, I heard it. The distinct sound of a howl-one for help. My first instinct was a tear after it...until I remembered who I was: the banished prince. What could I do to help them?
Suddenly, Rose's head appeared in my view. She was leaning over me, sticking her nose out towards the cracked window. She took two delicate sniffs and bared her teeth. When I moved to ask her what was wrong, she only shook her head and glanced at her parents.
"Mom, I could use something to eat. Let me out here?" Bella looked over her seat.
"By yourself?" Rose looked at me.
"You can join me if you can keep up," she challenged. She could have gotten an award right there, perfect acting.
"Your on," I growled. Edward pulled over. As soon as I closed the door we dashed off. We hid and waited until they pulled off to run across the road towards La Push.
"What did you smell?" I asked her as my skin heated. It had been a while since I last Changed.
"Her." she growled. She took a giant leap, getting about thirty feet ahead of me. My limbs shook as energy coursed through me, making me hot. I shed all my clothes but my briefs as my body convulsed with spasms. There was a sweet pop as I leaned forward, my paw pounding on the earth. I caught up with Rose easily.
Now I smelled it; the warm, sweet, way to sweet scent of a vampire. Instinct told me to kill it, but then I thought of something. They were going to hear Rose. What if she was ambushed again? I ran up beside her and nudged her...or shoved her more like. My back was level with her shoulder. Taking the hint, she hopped on my back, grabbing fistfuls of fur for balance.
We came into a clearing that was recently made. Trees were split in half, covered in claw marks and blood. AS a red-headed woman came into view, Rose leaps from my back.
"You!" She demanded. The red headed vampire turned. She had long, matted, crazy bright red hair. Her eyes were gold and bright hunger. "What are you doing here, who are you?" The wolves in the surrounding trees watched the two square off. I listened quietly to see if I could still hear the other wolves. I couldn't. Did that mean I could never be let back into the pack again?
A movement caught my eye. Even though I couldn't hear them exactly, I could still read body language. They were planning on falling back -for now.
A scream ripped through the clearing, just after a whoosh of fire. I whipped back around to Rose. The red-headed vampire was aflame, screaming her agony to the universe. Rose only stood there, watching the flames consume her. I tried mentally telling Rose to get out of there but she couldn't hear me in this form. I jumped into the clearing and pushed my nose between her legs, crouching down so she flopped onto my back. She snapped out of what ever revere she was in and grabbed hold of my fur. I took off towards her house. Dam it's been a long day.
I meant to have this chapter up in the morning but I just now noticed that the site put life expectancies on the documents uploader. So, this chapter and the next two that I already had written out 'expired' and got deleted. I typed this whole chapter up in one day and have to start the others when I get back from the barn tomorrow. Hopefully there won't be delays in next week's update. Sorry for any spelling mistakes or bad grammar. Like I said, I typed it all today.
Disclaimers: I don't own Eve Levine or Jamie Vegas. They are characters in the "Woman of the Otherworld" book series by Kelley Armstrong. I forgot what characters I had originally made up and those two popped into my head at the time. I also don't own Underworld, Tristan and Isolde, Hostel, or any of the movies I mentioned. And yes, I do know that those movies came out in January when I said in the story it was March but...get over it, I wanted them to see that movie. And, come on, raise of hands. Who said to themselves "The time line is off with the story and movie release! ooo, I'm telling!". I doubt very many of you so don't give me any of that crap.
This chapter also hinted Rose and Keith's sex life. Let me get this in the clear now.
Rose and Keith have not had sex, they are both virgins.
There will be no lemon (besides the one in part 1) in this story. You want them to have sex? Use your imagination. This story is rated T and I would like to keep it that way.