Friday, August 9th

When Sara woke up, her head and the rest of her body hurt she was confused before she remembered why she felt this sore. The explosion, the bruised shoulder, ankle and the concussion. Her left hand moved away from her own body, looking for her lover. The sheets were still warm but the place next to her was empty. Sofia must have left her a few moments ago. Hopefully she'd come back. The blonde could stay at home today, there was no reason why they should leave the bed early. Maybe her lover got Susan, fed her, took her with her to their bedroom and they all could snuggle up and enjoy a lazy start into the day.

Five minutes later she was still alone in bed and didn't want to wait anymore. Carefully she got up, closed and opened her eyes few times when the room started spinning. Slowly, very slowly. Step by step she got to the door and walked into their own little kitchen area upstairs. Steve was sitting at the table, eating his cereals and reading the newspaper online while Sofia breastfed Susan and listened to the radio. When she saw Sara she smiled before her face worried.

"You're pale, you shouldn't walk."

"Good morning." Carefully Sara sat down and closed her eyes. "You were gone, I was lonely and felt like I need to find you and get you back to me. And I want to see the bathroom too."

"I come back as soon as Susan is ready with her breakfast, bring you your breakfast."

"Mom, are you feeling all right?"

"Yes Steve, I'm fine beside all the pain. Can I have some painkillers with my breakfast?"

"Sure, I get them and I get you to the bathroom." He got up and offered her his arm.

"I'm not that old."

"No but you're not steady, let me help you, you'd do the same for me."

She couldn't argue this. "Will you say goodbye to your sick mother before you leave?"

"Of course and I'll be back for lunch."

"Very nice, your mother likes it when you come home early. Does Lea come over too?"

"She has to work until five. I have to wake her up when I leave which is in ten minutes." It was twenty-past seven, he had to leave at half past seven to be in the office at eight. Lea didn't have to start until nine, so she could sleep longer.

"You're like an old married couple."

"That's why we don't have sex, old married couples sleep in separate rooms and don't have sex anymore. Get used to the thought, you'll be married soon."

"This won't happen to us." Sara slapped her son playfully. "Don't worry, your mother and I will have a lot of sex after our wedding ceremony, that's why you have to take care of your sister in the honeymoons."

"I don't need more details, thanks. Lea, wake up! It's time for you! No more sweet dreams of me." He gave Sara a slap on her rear end and turned to the guest room.

"Did you just…never mind." No reason to discuss this issue with him now. She needed to sit, the room started spinning again and she felt a little bit sick.

With Susan in her arms Sofia came into the bedroom, where Sara was in bed, looking out of the window.

"Here is your happy daughter, ready for a few minutes of playtime with her mother before she needs some more sleep. Why don't you entertain her and I prepare your breakfast. Breakfast in bed, isn't that nice?"

"Will you feed me?"

"Yes."

"Can I eat from your sexy body?"

"If there weren't any kids around and you weren't on sick leave, yes. Wait three more weeks and you can eat whatever you want off me."

"Such a long time. How about tonight?"

"Maybe." Sofia smirked and left the room, trying not to look too much like she was on a flight. Sweet, sweet temptations. A half naked Sara in her bed, asking her to provide food she could eat off her. Having Sara lick jam or honey off her was…making her losing her mind if she couldn't cool herself off. Lea was still in the kitchen, Susan in the same room and there was the possibility Tanya came up any minute to change Sara's bandage.

"From whom are you running away?" Lea asked when the blonde stormed into the kitchen.

"Myself. There are sometimes moments in your life when you have to run otherwise you might do something you don't regret but which is not appropriate at this time."

"Oh, let me guess: a half naked Sara in your bed."

"Yes."

"Tough one."

"Very tough."

"I can give you some privacy."

"Thanks, but we have Susan in the room and Sara needs her bandage changed by Tanya."

"Who will take your daughter with her tomorrow."

"With her and Don. We have Steve…and you?"

"Well, I'm not sure what my parents say when I stay here for a whole week to replace Susan. When we say you need me here for wedding preparation they might understand."

"You want to do flower decoration?"

"I work not too far away from a wedding shop, my shop wouldn't be such a big help…unless you want a weird wedding." Lea worked in a little shop on Sunset Boulevard, that sold unusual decoration and hardware. From little things like a Marilyn Manson salt shaker, Steve bought for Greg, to decoration, books or a shower head Lea gave as a late birthday present. It changed it color every five seconds, make her having a shower like an old disco experience.

"Actually I'd love to have some unusual stuff for the party. Nothing is more boring than an ordinary wedding…gosh…do you think a theme wedding is…too strange?"

"You're from Vegas, the most famous place for theme weddings. What do you want? Elvis?"

"No…something Sara likes…got an idea?"

"Maybe. Yes."

"What?"

"Sorry, I think I talk about this with Steve and when he likes the idea, it will become your surprise party theme."

"He's with us on Hawaii."

"He has me, I prepare everything and I'm sure I find some helping hands. Your parents should love my idea too."

"What is it?" Sofia asked again, very patiently. Or was it more suspicious?

"You'll love it. Almost as much as Sara." Lea got up. "Go back to your better half, I'm off to work. See you later, blonde mom."

"Later, older daughter…you must have my DNA, this blonde hair isn't Sara."

"No, all yours."

"Mine is in the bedroom." She checked her tray again. Coffee, cereals, toast, fruits, cheese, jam and honey. All Sara needed. Time for a breakfast in bed for the love of her life.

"Mom and dad are looking after Louise again." Sofia read the text message she got from her parents. "She's still not fine, not that bad that she needs to see the doctor again, but not well enough for day care. I bet they talked Jules into this so they have a baby around after we told them we're here with Susan. They're addicted to babies."

"They love Louise, the twins and Susan and since they're looking after them they look much younger."

"I won't tell mom you think she looked old before she looked after Susan." Sofia grinned.

"Marie never looked old, but she looks much younger now. There's a difference. You don't look like you did when we met first, but you look younger than you are. And you're the most beautiful woman in the world. I'm going to marry the most beautiful woman, which makes me the happiest and luckiest woman on earth."

"No, that's my job. How is your head?"

"Much better. Caffeine helps. A great mix with pain killers."

"I'm not sure about that."

"You know what the best medicine is?"

"What?"

"Come here!" Sara grinned.

"And then?"

"I show you."

Slowly Sofia walked from the balcony door to the bed and got pulled into Sara's arms, who groaned when the weight of the blonde fell on her bruised rips.

"You're okay?"

"Stupid rips, they don't like you close. The rest of my body and my heart and soul can't have you close enough." Carefully Sara managed to get on top of Sofia. "Susan sleeps, doesn't she?"

"Yes."

"Good. Everybody is at work, we have the place for ourselves. Any idea what we can do with an empty house?"

"How about a big party? Invite all the neighbors."

"One possibility. What else?"

"Eat all the sweets and ice cream."

"Another possibility. What else?"

"I don't know, what do you suggest?"

"How about we practice a little bit."

"What shall we practice?"

"Our wedding night. I need to know a few more things, like do you prefer my lips here." Sara lowered herself and sucked on the left side of the blonde's throat, who had problems to control her breathing. "Or is this side better?" Sara changed to the right side, making Sofia moan. "Or do you like it best when I do it right in the middle." She kissed the middle of the front side of the throat.

"Gosh…"

"You seem to react to all three very good. Interesting."

"Like it's very interesting." Sofia gasped for air. "What your left hand is doing."

"Oh, I didn't notice it is doing anything." The brunette smirked coy. Her left index finger was rubbing over the right nipple of the blonde, teasing it, pinching it softly.

"It is."

"I see…you seem to react to it."

"Honey, you're having a concussion and a bruised…" Sara pressed her mouth on Sofia's, her tongue demanded entry to play with the tongue of the other woman while her left leg pushed Sofia's legs apart and her left hand went straight down to find her lover very wet and hot. The little cries that escaped in between kisses showed the brunette the protest had been a fake, not real.

"Sara, what about…?"

"Ssh, I so don't care about the pain, I want you and I can feel you want me too. Now. And not next week. We have to use the time we're not married."

"Because there won't be any sex after the wedding?"

"Only sex with the person you're married with. These two weeks are our last chance to have sex with somebody we're not married to."

"When you say it like this it's…ohmygod, don't stop that!"

"I have no intentions to." Sara lowered her head again and sucked on the blonde's throat. There'd be a massive hickey later, but she so didn't care. She wanted and needed Sofia now and the blonde felt the same.