Gargoyles- The Heart of Everything

by Sunmoonlight

Brooklyn has been living in a very lonely world and yearns to find love of his own. However, his life gets turned upside down when he meets the beautiful, young Human woman named Rose. Rose lives in a very similar world; one full of darkness, loneliness, and is haunted by one dark secret. Will they find the love and strength in each other to rise above the darkness?

40. Chapter 40-Beacon Of Light

** Rating M- for major sexual content with this chapter. Ages 18+ please and thank you! I'm sure you saw this coming, but still. Rated M for Rose and Brooklyn's honeymoon. I hope you all enjoy! We're coming to the end of this book. Please read and review what you think. Thank you!**

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~Chapter Forty~

Beacon of Light

For the next hour, Brooklyn and Rose spent their time together with their wedding guests, finished their delicious dinner and had just started their dancing portion of the night. Brooklyn stood from his seat next to her, and offered his claw to her when a soft melody started playing over the speakers.

"May I please have this dance?" He asked her, grinning. She glanced up at him and immediately felt embarrassed, as everyone was looking at them with bright smiles on their faces. She wasn't the best of dancers, and thought it was embarrassing enough for her to dance with him at Lexington's wedding; or let alone in the felt her cheeks begin to blush, as he grinned even brighter at her.

"Come on, Rose." He whispered. "It'll be fun."

"What's your definition of fun?" She mumbled, taking his claw and standing up as Brooklyn chuckled at her. He guided her smoothly out to the middle of the floor, and then gathered her up into his arms, ready to dance with her.

"Babe… you know I can't dance very well." Rose quietly pleaded.

"If you really don't want to, then I won't force you." He suddenly said, gently easing her face up to look into his eyes, and instantly, was overwhelmed by his loving and sincere eyes, and silently groaned. She didn't know if that was his secret in getting her to bow to his desires; but regardless, he was good at melting her down.

"No, I do." She whispered, smiling at him. "I'm sorry… I'm just so nervous to dance, especially in front of an audience."

Brooklyn chuckled, holding onto her waist tenderly, as she placed her hands upon his breastplate, and shook his head lovingly at her.

"I seriously had no idea you were so shy, Rose." He whispered. "It's almost funny to me because you seem so personable and confident. Regardless, I never want you to feel uncomfortable, so…"

"I am comfortable." Rose said, kissing his lips gently. "I want to have a wedding dance with you, because at the end of the night, it's our memories we are making and creating, and I want as many as I can get with you… "

The way he was smiling at her was giving her the strength and confidence in which she needed, as though she was the most beautiful person to him; and the only important person in the room. Because of that, she felt that she could do anything, including dancing in front of people.

"Good, I'm glad you feel that way, because that's exactly how I feel. I want to create as many good memories with you. So, just rest your head upon my chest," he told her quietly, smiling at her. "And let me do all the work..."

Rose took a few deep breaths, placed her hands on his shoulders and let him pull her close to him, as everyone's eyes stayed on them as the soft music began to play. Brooklyn kept his strong arms around her waist and gently swayed them both to the music.

She smiled shyly at him as she kept his eyes on her and tried her best to ignore everyone else around them. After a few seconds of swaying to the beautiful music; the tingling sensation flowed through both of them, connecting them once again, and it allowed Rose the relief in forgetting about everyone else and only focused on the one she loved.

She smiled more happily at him, as he grinned at her. He began to pick up the pace slightly; and then took one of her hands in his claw while keeping the other on her waist. He then tested the waters of her comfort levels by spinning her gently around in a circle.

When she returned back to face him; she was beginning to giggle; making his heart melt. He chuckled at her; and then took charge in doing more than just swaying. He guided her along the dance floor in a simple waltz; as they did back in her Labyrinth bedroom, adding more spins in the middle of their steps; and even some moves with their arms. The longer she danced with him; the more comfortable she was becoming, and actually was thoroughly enjoying dancing with him. Everyone else was distant in her mind, and could only see the bright, happy smile upon his face.

They continued to dance for what seemed like a long while, before she noticed Goliath pull Elisa out to the dance floor, taking to a very similar waltz, and then the rest of the couples began to follow. Rose was beaming happily at Brooklyn, letting him dance with her and guide her all around the dance floor, spinning and dipping her whenever he felt like it. Then, after a few minutes of dancing the waltz, Rose realized how incredibly packed the center dance floor was becoming. Goliath, Elisa, Broadway, Angela, Akira, Lexington, Maggie, Talon, Delilah and Malibu had all come to the floor and were dancing.

Brooklyn glanced over at Lexington and slowly nodded his head.

Rose watched this strange exchange and watched as Lexington stopped dancing with Akira, whispered something to her, and then walked over to the DJ booth, stopping the classical music. Everyone stopped dancing as silence followed after.

"What's going on?" Rose asked Brooklyn quietly, looking over at him with her eyebrows raised.

"Nothing," He grinned mischievously. "I just thought we could use a change of pace is all…"

She narrowed her eyes at him suspiciously, but didn't get a chance to ask him questions further, when Lexington worked the DJ booth turning on Rose's and Brooklyn's favorite kind of music: '80's rock and metal. Guns 'N' Roses, 'Welcome to the Jungle,' turned on, making Rose smile brighter over at her new husband. He glanced over at her, pulling her body closer to his, and smiled triumphantly at her.

"Now… this is what I call a party." He said, resting his forehead against hers.

Rose started to laugh at the powerful rock introduction of the song; and knew exactly what Brooklyn was going to do next. He suddenly began to spin her around, over and over again; and when he pulled her against him again she was dizzy; but didn't care. He kept her in his arms and danced her to the beat of the rock song. Together, with the other couples, they laughed hysterically and danced for longer than Brooklyn's 'two hour' wish.

Emily came running over, after taking pictures, and together with their friends and family, they all had a party and celebrated their union the way they wished, with being goofy and laid back, and dancing like there wasn't a care in the world.

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It was past ten o'clock when Rose and Brooklyn finally stopped dancing. Journey's 'Don't Stop Believing,' had just ended, and Lexington finally went and killed the music; giving Rose the break she didn't realize she desperately needed. They had been having so much fun that she didn't realize how exhausted she was already. Not only had she danced with Brooklyn, but took turns dancing with Hudson (which turned into a Irish jig, a lot like her Grandfather used to do with her), Goliath; Broadway, Claw, Emily, and lastly with Akira and Angela. They had their fun, but now; it was clear that everyone was settling down.

The cake had been cut by Brooklyn and Rose; and the guests were helping themselves to the delicious chocolate layers, mostly Broadway- who kept saying how much he loved weddings, through his bites. Rose grinned at him, giggling slightly, and then finally went to sit down on her chair for the first time in two hours.

Sighing in exhaustion, Rose leaned back in her chair, kicked her shoes off and was grateful that she chose white flats instead of high-heels. She wouldn't have lasted as long as she did, just now, if she hadn't. Closing her eyes for one moment, she thought about how crazy tonight had been, but still amazing it still turned out. She was finally married her best friend and soulmate, and they had thoroughly partied hard.

Rose opened her eyes and naturally brought up her left hand for her to see and gazed lovingly at her new ruby red wedding ring, in which Brooklyn had bought her. It fit her left ring finger perfectly, and felt really nice against her skin. When she wore her large diamond ring, that Kevin bought for her, she would quickly take it off. Especially the more he hurt her, she stopped wearing it altogether when he wasn't around. Looking back, that giant, pretentious, rock soon became an anchor, and a weight; which felt as if it was tying her down against her will.

Luckily for her, this beautifully simple ring, didn't feel heavy or like he was trying to buy her love. Brooklyn chose it to symbolize their true love for each other; and it was the most beautiful reminder; one she was proud to wear and show off to anyone. She smiled to herself as she gazed down upon the ruby gem; and didn't notice Brooklyn walking over to her. He sat down quietly next to her and gently took her hands in his. Blinking away from her distraction, she met his eyes and instantly smiled lovingly up at him.

"Oh man, I'm beat!" He said, sitting down with a heavy sigh next to her. "That was fun! We danced a lot longer than I thought we would."

"Yeah," Rose laughed. "That was so much fun!"

"Really?" He asked her with a bright smile. "I thought you were nervous and didn't like dancing."

"I was nervous at first," Rose said. "But, after a minute, the anxiety faded and I got lost in having fun and celebrating our marriage with you. You bring out the life in me, my love. And I had so much fun, thank you!"

"I'm glad you had a good time." He laughed, taking her hand in his, seeing that she was admiring her ring that he got her. "Do you like the ring I bought you?"

"I do." Rose whispered back, grinning warmly at him. He smiled back at her and gently wrapped one arm around her, and pulled her close to him. When he did so, she sighed and rested her head upon his shoulder, and slid her fingers through his claw interlocking their fingers together.

"I love it." She said quietly, closing her eyes and enjoying being in his embrace. "Do you like yours?"

"Oh, yes." Brooklyn replied quietly, gently lifting the silver ring, with a red line around it, up from his neck. "I admit I was surprised that you bought me one; but since it's a Human tradition, I happily accepted it."

"It's not going to be a bother for you, right?" She asked him, sliding her fingers around his talons slowly.

"Nah," he replied quietly, nuzzling his beak against her head and holding her tighter against him. "I probably won't wear it on my patrols, just so I don't lose it or have it get broken, but I'll wear it all the time. I love it."

"I'm glad," Rose said, smiling up at him and watched his dark brown eyes gaze deeply into hers. "I love mine as well. It's so beautiful!"

"I'm happy you love it." He said softly. "It reminded me so much of you… and I know it's simple… but…"

"It's perfect." Rose whispered up at him as she brought her available hand up to caress his face and long beak. "Thank you…"

Brooklyn didn't respond, but silently stared at her; his dark brown eyes searching her bright hazel ones. They stared at each other for a few seconds, and slowly their connections flowed through each other, and they both knew what was coming next; what they were both wanting now.

"Are you tired?" Brooklyn suddenly whispered, running his talons lightly over her skin, as she continued to touch his face.

"A little bit." She replied, taking a deep breath. "But I'm alright, just resting my feet."

He smiled at her, nodded, and then looked out towards the guests, who were all conversing again, and she dropped her hand from his face as he held her tighter to him, his arm across her waist. Brooklyn then turned back to her and had a slightly nervous aura about him.

"Are you wanting to go?"

Rose blinked a few times and then slowly turned to look into his eyes. His dark eyes were resting lovingly upon hers; and through them she could sense his anticipation and excitement; she could also sense his nervousness. The moment they left this venue, they would be alone- and would be starting their newly married life together, starting with a Honeymoon.

She cracked a small smile at him, trying to hide her anxiety, and then responded quietly and honestly, "Yes. I am ready."

Another round of excitement flashed past his face, and though he tried to conceal it, she could feel his emotions through their connections; and his anticipation was making Rose's own heart begin to flutter in anxiety. Taking a deep breath, he nodded, cleared his throat, stood up while offering his claw to her.

"Shall we go, then?"

Smiling at him, she took his Claw and allowed him to help her stand up from her chair, both of their hearts fluttering with anxiety. She bent down for another moment and put her shoes back on, and then slid her fingers through his talons. He walked her smoothly past the tables, out towards the guests. Goliath turned to face them, as they walked towards him, and smiled knowingly.

"Are you two going to leave now?"

"Uh… yeah." Brooklyn answered, smiling nervously at him. "It's best if we get going."

Elisa turned to face them now and was grinning from ear to ear.

"Have so much fun, you two!" She said, wrapping Brooklyn in a hug and then hugging Rose. "Be safe, and we'll see you two when we see you."

"Thanks Elisa." Rose responded, and then turned to Brooklyn. "So… where are we going?"

"That is a surprise." Brooklyn answered, holding Rose tightly against him and grinning.

"How are we going to get there?" Rose asked him turning to face him. "Emily packed me a bag… so does that mean we are driving?"

"I had Owen drive all of your belongings to the location already." Brooklyn answered her, smiling more devilishly. "You and I are going to Long Island… somewhere. I'm not saying anything other than that."

"Long Island?" Rose asked him, raising her eyebrows at him. "That's kind of far, isn't it?"

"Nah," Brooklyn said. "I could glide us there, easily, and did it the other night to make sure things were set up for us. But I was actually thinking it would be romantic to take my motorcycle out there."

"I'm intrigued." Rose answered him, smiling at him. "I've never been to Long Island… I've heard it's beautiful…"

"Brooklyn told us where you two are going, and Xanatos even helped set it all up for you two." Elisa piped up, leaning into Goliath's embrace. " I think you'll be pleased, Rose. It is gorgeous there!"

"Really?" Rose asked Brooklyn, raising her eyebrows at him.

"I wanted only the best for the most beautiful woman." He answered her, kissing her lightly on the forehead.

"Drive safe, you two." Goliath said, grasping Brooklyn's claws and then hugged Rose. "Return to us when you are ready."

As she pulled away from his embrace, she had to bite her lip to keep her from laughing as a thought cross her mind.

Will we ever be ready to leave from our Honeymoon? Rose thought to herself in her mind. I mean, I don't know about you… but… I'm uh… pretty excited or um… horny- if you uh, get my drift.

At her words in their heads, Brooklyn instantly snorted to himself, and had to clear his throat a few times, as he nodded at Goliath and act like he didn't hear Rose in his mind.

"We will." He said, shaking Goliath's claw. "Thank you."

We will? Rose teased him, smirking to herself as Brooklyn cleared his throat again and wrapped an arm around her waist, trying to mask his smile.

Oh my darling wife… patience… you'll get what you're wishing for soon enough. He told her in his mind.

I'd better… Rose told him in his mind, and he was having a hard time keeping a straight face. As Rose grinned and looked up and saw his expression she instantly began laughing out loud, activating his own laugh. Goliath and Elisa looked at them in surprise, and didn't know why they were laughing, but before they could ask, Brooklyn pulled her away and waved at them.

"See ya later, guys!"

As they walked away from Goliath and Elisa, hand-in-claw, he pulled her to his side and growled in her ear.

"You are naughty!" He teased in her ears, making her giggle even more. "See? This is the Rose that I'm used to, not the shy one that hates dancing in front of people, and I love it!"

Rose grinned up at him as he took her in his strong arms and rested his forehead against hers, wanting to give into the heat that was rising from their bodies and begin to kiss passionately. However, before they could, they were bombarded with hugs from their siblings.

"Are you guys leaving?" Lexington asked, stepping forward, as Brooklyn nodded.

"Yeah," he answered, still keeping Rose by his side. "We're outta here!"

"Ohhh, I'm going to miss you guys!" Akira said, stepping forward and hugging Brooklyn and Rose tightly. "When you guys come back, it'll be so nice to actually spend time with each other! We can have girl nights; and you could even help us on our patrols! Now that you've got magic, you can help us kick some criminal's butts!"

At her words, Brooklyn froze slightly and made a noise as if he was about to say something, but Rose giggled and cleared her throat.

"Um… yeah, I'm sure we can figure something out." She responded, hugging her again. "We'll see you soon!"

"Have fun you two!" Broadway said, giving them both hugs good-bye when Akira stepped away to allow him forward. He squeezed Rose in a giant hug, and then turned to clasp his brother's claw, before pulling him into a side hug.

"Don't crush her…"Broadway muttered in Brooklyn's ear; and though it was meant for only them to hear, Rose heard it and couldn't believe it. She blinked a few times and took a deep breath, ignoring her new onset of anxiety which pulsed through her.

"Have fun, be safe!" Angela said, hugging her new sister tightly.

"Thank you, we will." Rose said, smiling at her; but then glanced nervously over at Brooklyn. He had pushed Broadway playfully away from him, but was eyeing him with a 'look' and then looked at her, smiling gently, and took her hands in his claws.

Not wanting anymore time spent saying good-bye to everyone in the crowd; she pulled Brooklyn away from the group and then yelled out, waving, "Good-bye, everyone! Thank you for coming!"

Everyone in the Clan, the Mutates, Clones and their Human friends all waved back at them, a few of them yelling, 'Good-bye' back at them; and Rose flashed them one last smile, before she turned away from them and pulled Brooklyn from the garden, relieved to finally be away from the spotlight. Before they left the archway, Brooklyn pulled on her arm slightly, stopping her. She turned to face him, and he was smiling at her.

"Indulge them… once more." He whispered.

With everyone watching them, she turned to see their faces of excitement; and grinned at what he was wanting to do. Slowly he lowered his face to hers, meeting her lips with his, and they kissed modestly; putting up a slight facade for them, saving their building energy up for each other. When he pulled away from her lips, he then took her hands in his again, waved one last time at the crowd and then it was him who lead them out of the gardens; through the archway, and finally out of sight of their family and friends.

Her and Brooklyn walked quietly from the garden, from all the lights and people; and were met with blissful darkness and silence, and Rose audibly sighed in relief.

"Oh, thank goodness." She sighed, closing her eyes.

Brooklyn glanced over at her, smiling at her, and chuckled slightly.

"Was our wedding that terrible, was it?" He asked her, still walking her through the gardens. She opened her eyes, stopped in her tracks, and when he stopped to glance back at her, she shook her head and gently smiled at him. Rose slowly walked towards her new husband, took her hand out of his, and gently placed them on his breastplate.

"Absolutely not." She breathed, bringing her lips up to his. "I've had the best time… true it had moments, but tonight was truly magical. You and I are finally mates, and it's a dream come true for me. This new step in our life together, is all I've ever wanted. To love, and be loved back- passionately, romantically, and with a relationship that is true, honest, loving, and firmly grounded in a friendship that can last a lifetime."

With her lips inches from his, she brought them to his before he could respond and began to kiss him deeply. The moment their lips touched, Brooklyn closed his eyes and moaned; breathing deeply as he wrapped his arms around her and kissed her back with great intensity. Their lips pulled on each other's slowly and deeply, as their tongues slid sensually around each other's in a dance that Rose was better at and thoroughly enjoyed. She wrapped her arms around his neck, grasped onto his thick hair, and gave him a taste of what she was ready for. Heat continued to rise between them as they made out passionately, with a sense of rush and excitement.

Rose pulled away suddenly, as stared at him with a dreamy gaze as he slowly opened his eyes to look at her, but kept her tightly wrapped in his arms and held against his body; their faces, inches from each others.

"The moment we exchanged vows and rings, and became mates," Rose whispered, holding onto him tightly, her chest pressed against his. "I have wanted to finally be alone with you, and become one with you."

Brooklyn continued to stay silent, as he stared at her, and seemed to be in a dream world of his own; as he slowly grinned at her, a smile so sincere and full of happiness and joy, that it seemed to melt Rose's will down.

"Then let's waste no more time." He finally breathed in her face, gently cupping the back of her head in his claw, and ran his sharp talons through her hair gently, his lips brushing against hers.

"I need you tonight, my beautiful mate. Fully." He breathed against them and then they were both at it again. Rose exhaled deeply, as he claimed her lips with his and gasped, "I need you too, my love. Oh, how I need you… "

Then suddenly, without breaking away from her kisses, he gathered her up in his arms and she was suddenly in the bridal carry, but he was kissing her passionately still. Rose wrapped her arms around his neck, and helped him keep her close to his face so that they could continue to kiss. Somehow, he was able to keep kissing her and walk at the same time; and knew that he was taking them to a more private part of the beautiful gardens.

Soft snow was falling gently around them, creating a placid effect- and seemed to muffle all sounds around them. When Rose opened her eyes and pulled away from his lips, she looked around and was surprised that he wasn't taking her somewhere private, but to his bike, which was just a few yards away from them. Brooklyn had opened his eyes back up, and held her tightly against his body in his arms, and walked them silently to his bike. She closed her eyes, and snuggled her head under his neck, both of them smiling in pure joy. They both stayed silent for a few more moments, before they reached the bike and he gently placed her back down upon her feet. She turned to face him, and both could barely breathe by how strong their mating instincts were; and it was taking everything they both had to not give into them, right then and there.

Brooklyn took a deep breath, reached around her and pulled his black leather jacket out from his seat, as well as their helmets. However, instead of placing his wings around his chest, under his arms he held his jacket up to her.

"Here…" He said softly, his voice barely above a whisper. "Wear my jacket, since I've got my armor on. It'll help keep you warm while we drive to Long Island."

Rose smiled back at him, and silently raised her arms up to allow him to help dress her in his leather jacket. Quickly, she slid into his larger leather jacket, and then slowly turned around to face him, looking at him over her shoulder. When she turned back to face him, his eyes were drinking her body in, as she was wearing his black leather jacket with her white, romantic wedding dress.

"I bet you've never seen a 'biker' bride before." She teased him, as he took a deep breath, shook his head slightly, and then stepped around his bike to gather her up into his arms, gazing deeply into her eyes.

"Rose… you're just so… so beautiful." He mumbled, instantly wrapping his arms around her once again, pressing himself into her back and wrapped his arms around her chest. Since she was not facing him, he kissed her neck as his claws slowly raised up from her waist and explored up over her large chest.

Breathing deeply, Rose closed her eyes while holding him close, and moaned in pleasure, as he kissed down her neck, caressing his lips against her skin, and then kissed her collarbone; his lips inches from grazing across her cleavage; his claws lightly exploring across her large and perky chest. She exhaled a laugh as he raised his eyes to meet hers, with great intensity.

"Brooklyn…?" Rose moaned quietly and contently, as he continued to kiss her neck, and touch her chest, over her dress.

"Hmm?" He replied in a moan, still kissing her, but did not stop what he was doing.

Smiling humorously, she turned in his hold and brought her helmet up so he kissed it instead of her, and to her amusement, he stopped kissing when his lips touched metal instead of her lips and skin, and opened his eyes slowly to hers

"Get on that bike… and take me away." Rose whispered breathlessly, feeling like she was about to explode. " I'm beyond ready to be yours- fully and completely."

A warm and excited smile split across his face, and he slowly gathered her helmet into his claws and took it from her.

"Yes, ma'am." He whispered, helping her finish putting her biker gear on. Rose reached up to her hair and gently took the veil out of her curly updo hair, carefully folded it up nicely and then placed it inside Brooklyn's seat. Once done, she leaned back up, and Brooklyn carefully placed the helmet on her head, his eyes not leaving hers. Once she was safe for travel, he smiled at her, and helped her sit down on the front of his bike. Once she was on, he placed his own helmet on, as well as his sunglasses, and then straddled the bike and sat behind her.

She couldn't see his eyes but knew that he was down to business, as if their survival depended on them getting away from this place. She giggled at his intensity, leaned over and picked up her long dress train; folding it over her lap so that it wouldn't be ruined or dragged along the road. Once she did so, Brooklyn wrapped one arm around her waist, and settled himself down against her backside, instantly making their desire for each other more hot with every passing moment.

"You ready?" He whispered in her ear, sending a shiver down her spine, making Rose laugh out softly; her desire for him going crazy.

"Are you?" She asked him, hinting to where they were going and what they were about to do. As his answer, Brooklyn started the engine of his bike; making it roar to life, breaking up the silent night all around them. He revved the engine a few times, making Rose laugh as his lips found her neck, kissing it deeply, and his claws ran up from her waist and found her chest again. His lips and tongue ran up her skin, until they stopped at her ears.

"Does that answer your question?" he asked her loudly, grinning. Rose laughed some more, and nodded, taking his beak in her hand.

"Yes." She said, kissing the side of it. "Let's go."

Without another word, Brooklyn used his foot to kick the stand up, and balanced the bike easily, still holding onto her with one arm, and steering with his other.

"Hang on tight, then!" He yelled in her ear, before activating the bike's gas. Without another word, he tore them away from the gardens with great speed, driving off onto their next adventure. Rose smiled in true bliss at this moment; and closed her eyes and Brooklyn relaxed his face down next to hers. They were finally mates, Kevin had been defeated, and Rose was free. They could enjoy their bike ride together, and head to their Honeymoon destination, where life was about to begin for them.

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Brooklyn and Rose drove in silence for another hour; and though it was dark, cold and icy out; Rose actually felt warm. Her poofy dress and Brooklyn's leather jacket kept her well insulation, as well as Brooklyn's intense body heat behind her. She used that time, driving through the providence of Brooklyn and onto Long Island, to close her eyes and rest against Brooklyn's chest. She eased her feet up onto the tire protector in front of her; and felt more relaxed. So much, she wasn't aware that she fell asleep until she felt the motorcycle begin to slow down, and then they came to a stop.

When Brooklyn killed the engine, and it was silent outside once again, she opened her eyes and jolted awake suddenly. It took her a few seconds to gather hear bearings and once she did, she took a deep breath, and stretching her arms up, yawning.

Brooklyn's arms were still around her, and when she stretched above her head, she heard him quietly chuckle in her ear.

"Wake up, sleepy head. We're here." Brooklyn whispered, running his talons over her chest and lightly caressing over her neck and then up her face. She smiled at his words and then blinked a few times, and finally sat a bit more up in the seat; taking her helmet off. Breathing deeply still, she then stopped what she was doing and heard a noise that she hadn't heard for a long time. The last time she did, was in her realistic nightmares/dreams.

Gasping out in shock, she looked around the calm scenery around her- and it was extremely dark, accept for the moon, which was at a crescent; and as she looked up, she couldn't help but be completely amazed that she could see the full night sky above them. Rose's mouth opened slightly, and was floored by the sight that they were unable to get in the middle of the City. Rose could see the full milky way above them, and the stars appeared to be all around them; touching the horizon and reflecting off, what she instantly knew, was a large body of water. From the gentle crashing of waves and humid-air, she knew they were a shore to the Atlantic Ocean.

Rose dropped her helmet on the ground, and looked around the scenery around them some more, her mouth opened wide. They were on a beach, and although she couldn't really see too much- she knew they were near the Ocean, and right in front of them was the only source of light for miles. A tall and historical lighthouse stood majestically in front of them, and was silently rotating a light in the dark night around them. Below the lighthouse, was a small cottage that was warmly lit.

Behind her, Brooklyn stood up and brought her with him easing her feet onto the soft ground. Looking down, to her delight, she found that they were standing on sand- and the sound of the ocean lapping calmly along the shore line wasn't too far away. With wide eyes, completely awake now, she turned to face Brooklyn, smiling brightly and was over her delightful shock.

"You brought me to the Ocean?!" She asked him, nearly squealing out in delight.

"I did." He smiled; taking her in his arms. "Do you like where we are going to be staying?"

Rose's eyes widened in awe as she took in the beautiful scenery before her, and although it was dark outside, the moon lit up their scenery with an utmost romantic aura and view; as well as a galaxy of stars all around them. As she looked around the ground and scenery; it greatly reminded her of home- back on Bar Harbor; and she knew that he chose this place for that reason. Turning slowly back to face him, pieces of her curly hair flowed in the ocean wind, and she shook her head slightly as tears filled her eyes.

"This place…" She began to say, amazed by its beauty.

"I know it's not Bar Harbor," he said quietly, holding her tightly against him, looking pleased at her reaction. "But it's the best I could do, all while still staying in New York. We gotta stay relatively close to the Clan in case trouble arises and we're needed back."

"Brooklyn… this is the most thoughtful and beautiful place…" she whispered back, kissing him deeply on the lips briefly, before pulling away. "Thank you so much."

"Anything for you, my love. I think it's time to get out of this cold; let's go inside." He responded, gently moving some of her long red hair away from her face. Blinking a few times, Rose turned around again and asked him, shocked, "Wait.. go inside the lighthouse?"

"Yeah," he grinned, taking his bike and walking it beside her along the sandy boardwalk. "Xanatos pulled some strings for us; and it's been locked up for any tourists to be unable to enter; and has been secured for our use."

"The cottage or the lighthouse?" She asked him, shocked.

"Um… both." He laughed. "You can access the lighthouse from inside the cottage… and it's awesome. There are a lot of cool history here, and is romantic, if I don't say so myself. I think you're really going to like it here. Plus, I've seen pictures of the Ocean views during the daytime; and they are breathtaking."

Rose stared at the beautiful lighthouse before them, and then blinked at his words, that one fact sinking into her soul, making her sad suddenly. It was close to one AM at this point, and she only had a few more hours with him before sunrise, and she didn't want to think about being without him.

"I do wish you could spend one day with me," she lamented quietly. "That's one thing I'll miss- I won't be able to spend the day hours with you on my Honeymoon."

"I know… I'm sorry, babe." He responded back, walking closer to the house with her. He parked his bike, next to the house and locked it against some metal bike holders; cemented to the ground and turned to face her. He cupped her face in his claws and gazed deeply into her eyes.]

"Trust me… if I could change that… I would in an instant."

"But then you wouldn't be a Gargoyle anymore." She said quietly, rubbing his arm with her hands. "That would be a shame in itself."

"Yeah…" he said quietly, looking down into her eyes. " I was Human once, and though it was strange, it was really cool to be a part of the crowd- just once. Or see the sunrise."

Rose froze at his words, blinked at him, and then gasped.

"You were Human once before?!" She suddenly asked him, utterly taken aback. "What?! When?!... And how did I not know this about you before just now?!"

Brooklyn chuckled slightly and pulled her closer to him.

"One word- Puck." He responded lightly. "I told you we had a history with the trickster; and this one was when Demona first summoned him out of Avalon, and had him under her control and will. Long story short; he turned every Human on Manhattan into Gargoyles; and then eventually the Clan into Humans."

"Seriously?!" She gasped, placing her hand upon her mouth. "Where was I during all this?"

"Probably still in college, if I recall your timeline. You hadn't yet married Kevin nor had moved to New York." Brooklyn told her quietly.

"Wow," Rose whispered, gasping out and gazing out towards the dark Ocean now. "Wouldn't that be something?"

"What would?" He asked her, his face puzzled slightly.

"Being a Gargoyle…" She answered, turning back to face him; with the moonlight lighting up her eyes. "Or you being a Human…" She paused, and then smiled up at him. " I'm not yearning for us to anything different than what we are, but… if we were given one night to be the same species as one another- that was truly be something special."

"It would." He replied, smiling at her. "But as Hudson wisely told us; we need to be careful what we wish for. Because becoming Human was not what it was all cracked up to be. The Humans were Gargoyles, and we were still the odd-men out… the monsters. It was a strange occurrence of events."

"Wow…" Rose said, shaking her head in disbelief and gazed out to the dark horizon, grinning. "I can't believe all that happened."

"It was an adventure for sure." He replied, smiling. "However, it's nothing compared to this adventure we are now about to embark on as mates."

She ginned up at him, but then broke away from his grasp and begin to giggle, pulling on his claw.

"Come on!" She laughed, as she pulled him towards the water. When they reached the shoreline of the beach, she kicked her shoes off and closed her eyes, loving the cold, soft, sand on her feet. She then started walking towards the water, wanting to feel it's coldness against her skin. Brooklyn followed after her, smiling at her; as she picked up her dress; just above her ankles and walked through the water, immediately gasping out and shrieking slightly, and jumped out of it immediately.

"Cold?" He laughed at her.

"Yeah… that was a lot colder than I thought…" She said, laughing.

"Hmmm… the Atlantic Ocean in February… cold? Yeah, it's probably sitting close near to 40 degrees at best." Brooklyn educated her sarcastically.

Rose responded by sticking her tongue out at him; making his laugh even harder. He walked over to her; and then gathered her up in his arms, holding her tenderly.

"I know you said that being the same species for one night would be something special; but perhaps… being exactly who we are is exactly what we need for our night to be the most special." He said quietly.

"True." She whispered back, smiling gently. "There's no one else I would rather be with than you."

He smiled gently down at her and then ran his talons through her hair; though it was still in an up-do; and then held onto her arms.

"Come on, my beautiful wife. Let's go inside." He whispered lovingly. "You're becoming a Human Popsicle."

Rose grinned at him, unable to stop herself from trembling against the raw coldness of being feet away from the Ocean. He gently guided her back towards the cottage; with the tall lighthouse beaming it's bright light, in waves, silently guiding those out at sea back to shore. When they reached the steps of the cottage, Brooklyn stopped walking and then turned and scooped Rose up into the bridal carry.

"Whoa," she laughed, surprised to be swept off her feet, and glanced into his eyes with humor. "Babe, what are you doing?"

"I read about this in a book. As per Human tradition, it's expected for the Groom to carry his Bride across the threshold of their first place together." Brooklyn explained to her, easily carrying her in his strong arms walking them up the stairs of the cottage. "Hence why it's always called the 'Bridal Carry'."

"Oh, yeah?" She grinned at him, relaxing into his grasp. "What else did you read regarding it?"

"When the Groom carries his bride over the threshold of their new place together, it is said to help protect the bride from any lurking demons found in the home." He explained quietly. "To ward off any evil."

Rose placed her arms around Brooklyn's neck and grinned slightly at his knowledge; and felt herself fall even deeper into love with him.

"Just like stone Gargoyles are suppose to face outwards to protect against 'evil spirits' and come to life only when evil lurks about." Rose added in awe, to his mystical topic. "Just like how you have found me, and have protected me from a great evil in my life… how you continue to protect me from any evil…"

They stopped just outside the door; and Brooklyn gazed deeply into her eyes; his love for her burning in his eyes.

"Yes, my love." He breathed. "I will always protect you."

They stared deeply into each other's eyes and Brooklyn didn't take his gaze off hers, when he suddenly raised his leg up and kicked the door open. With a small smile, he walked purposely through the door and into the well-lit, warm cottage.

Rose blinked a few times, letting her eyes adjust to the sudden change of lighting, and then looked around in awe at the comfortable and romantic cape-cod cottage. Brooklyn was smiling warmly at her, closed the door with his tail and carried her into the middle of the small living room, before he gently set her down upon her bare feet.

Looking around in awe, she was in love with this place, and was more in love with Brooklyn with every passing moment. The cottage wasn't very big; but had a small kitchen, equipped with what would be needed to cook food. Next to the kitchen, was a small side room with a bay window-facing the Ocean- and had a wall full of old historical books.

"Ohhh, yes. " Rose whispered, looking around the room, nodding her head in approval. "This is where I will be in the morning; reading a book, and drinking my green tea or coffee. With the windows cracked open, reading one of these treasures. I can already see it…"

Brooklyn chuckled at her, as he admired her beauty- the way her long white dress trailed on the floor behind her, to how her face was glowing with happiness and beauty.

"You're the treasure, Rose." He said, stepping forward and taking her hands in his; and with a smile, she turned around to face him and stared up into his eyes lovingly. "If you like this… I have a feeling you'll like the upstairs room much more."

Without another word, Rose smiled at him, as Brooklyn pulled her from the small sitting room, and lead her to a set of spiral stairs which brought them to the upstairs level. Rose gathered her dress up and slowly walked up the stairs, with Brooklyn behind her, making sure she didn't trip and fall on her long dress. When she climbed the stairs and reached the top, Rose gasped at the large loft that met her eyes.

The large, open room was filled with brightly lit candles, which made the room smell of jasmine and apples, and to her left was a wall full of windows, which overlooked the great and vast Ocean. Slowly, Rose turned around and took in the whole room around her, and with a jolt of excitement, to her left, sitting in the middle of the room, was a king-sized master bed in a four poster frame with two nightstands on either side of the bed, and one large Armoire dresser against the wall. Rose silently stared at the large bed for a few seconds, immediately feeling nervous, and then looked around some more.

On the floor, next to their bed, was her bags and right on the other side of the room was another door. When Rose walked closer to it, and peered inside the dark room, it looked to be a fully functioning bathroom. Smiling, Rose turned around and continued to take in the room, and saw, lastly, in a corner across the room sat a cozy wood-burning fireplace, which was filling the room with a warmth that seemed to settle deep into her soul.

Smiling in awe to herself, she walked to the center of the room and saw another small spiral staircase; which would bring them up to the bright lanterns at the very top of the lighthouse. From her guessing, the lights were being run by a quiet buzzing motor, which were moving the lights in a three-sixty direction out of the lighthouse towards any lost or wayward travelers.

As she took in the room all around her, she finally settled her awed gaze upon her new Gargoyle husband; the one who thought this all up and made this night possible for them. Brooklyn was watching her reaction the entire time and was smiling warmly at her, as she smiled in disbelief at him; truly in awe of him and what he did for her. He brought the romance and stayed true to his promise, as they were married and would finally make love and consummate their marriage in a beautifully romantic place. Little did she realize that he would take it a few steps further and find an actual lighthouse, which was a symbol of their love, as they were like lighthouses for each other.

"I'm taking, by your reaction, that you like where I've brought you for our Honeymoon?" He asked her, smiling humorously.

"Very much so…" She said quietly and tearfully. She then walked up to him and gently took his beak in her hands and continued to speak. "You've truly outdone yourself, my love. This place is so amazing. I just… I couldn't have asked for a better location to be in for my Honeymoon, and a better mate than you. I love you so much."

"Not as much as I love you." He replied, grinning teasingly at her while placing his claws on her hips, pulling her to him slightly.

Rose gazed lovingly up into his eyes and rested her hands upon his breastplate, staying silent as her mating instincts rose within her body, taking her breath away. Brooklyn seemed to be oblivious to them for the moment, as he was smiling down at her.

"What?" He asked her. "No comeback this time? No competition of who loves each other more?"

"Um…" She said quietly, pulling away from him now, and looked away from him- her heart pounding in anxiety. "No, not this time."

"What's wrong?" He asked her, furrowing his eyebrows slightly watching her walk away from him.

"N-nothing," she replied, turning back to face him. "I'm uh… actually going to get ready for bed and to get out of this dress."

He stared at her for a few moments, leaving silence between them, until he blinked a few times and nodded his head.

"Oh," he replied quietly. "Right… do… do you need any help?"

"No," she smiled warmly at him, backing away towards the bathroom door. "I should be good, thank you, my love."

"Alright then," he answered, smiling at his feet, acting shy all the sudden which was completely against his character. "Well, I'll be out here waiting for you."

Rose didn't answer him, but merely nodded her head slightly and then disappeared behind the door shutting it behind her and turned on the light. She backed away from the door and was breathing deeply, not understanding why she was feeling so nervous all the sudden. She backed up until her hands and back hit the wall, and she closed her eyes, breathing deeply. As she stood there, it felt like she was about to have a panic attack. Breathing deeply, she then stepped up to the sink, braced herself over the porcelain pedestal bowl and stared at herself in the mirror, forcing herself to breathe deeply.

"It's just Brooklyn out there…" She whispered to herself. "He's the love of your life! You're soulmate… don't be such a coward."

As she stared at herself in the mirror, she thought about how she felt in the gardens before they left to come here. She wanted nothing more than to become one with him, more than anything, but now that they were actually here at their Honeymoon- she didn't seem to know what to do.

They had many moments of intimacy before now, and she had been more than alright during those moments. But now that the big moment was here, she didn't know how to get herself out of the bathroom to claim him as her mate, and him claim her as his. She would be vulnerable to him, naked, literally- and she had been fearful of this level of commitment since Kevin. But Brooklyn was her true love and soulmate. With all her heart, she knew he wouldn't hurt her; and she trusted him with her entire life and heart.

He had been there for her during her darkest moments, been her protectorate and most supporting best friend. Her life changed for the better when she met him; and this Honeymoon was proof that their love was worth all the darkness and hardships in which they went through.

With that, she gazed up at herself in the mirror and couldn't see the scars, bruises or wounds Kevin would beat upon her; all thanks to him. Any blemish or scar he placed upon her, Brooklyn had healed. And although Kevin's terror and attempted murder was only a month ago, she could tell that her heart had already healed a great deal since then as well. It wasn't completely healed, as that would take years, but she knew everything would be okay. She just had to get out there to him, and willingly place her heart in his claws; trusting him completely.

Taking a deep breath, she raised her hands up to her hair and began to undo it, and let it slowly fall out of the updo. Her long auburn hair fell down, to the bottom of her back gracefully.

She took a brush and lightly brushed her hair out, admiring her thick and long deep red hair, which was surprisingly not frizzy from being in an updo; but was loosely curled after she brushed it out. She took the earrings out of her ears, and began to take her makeup off.

Once her makeup was off and face was washed, she then took to brushing her teeth, and freshened her scent up with some light body spray. Rose didn't feel the need to rinse off, since she had showered right before coming to the ceremony and hoped that she smelled appealing to Brooklyn.

Taking one step back, she then reached her arms back and began to try to take her dress off, but realized that she couldn't reach the zipper. After a few minutes of trying and struggling; she exhaled sharply and then turned to the mirror once again. She looked beautiful, if she did so say so herself; and decided to swallow her pride and nervousness and get out there to her mate.

Underneath her dress was another strapless bra and a pair of sexier underwear- since she wanted to be fully prepared for her Honeymoon, and knew that he would help her undress. But once he did… their night would truly begin. Taking another deep breath, she whipped herself around and opened the door to the bathroom, not allowing herself to freak herself out another minute more with senseless fear.

When she walked out and saw him on the other side of the room by the bed, she felt not only calm all the sudden, but like she suddenly full of confidence and power. The strong and handsome Gargoyle in front of her was who she was meant to be with and there was no one else she would rather be with than him.

Brooklyn was in the far corner, by the bed, and was taking off the heavy metal armor by himself. Silently, he set the breastplate on the ground, and was setting his heavy swords on the ground, next to the rest of his armor and limb pieces. When he heard her come out of the bathroom, he stood up from leaning over and turned to face her. He was dressed in only his dark blue loin-cloth; which was normal for Rose to see him half-naked; but this moment seemed very different to her- and her body felt like it was about to explode and he was her only remedy.

Their eyes met each other from across the room and he was slowly drinking her in, as though she was the most beautiful and stunning goddess he'd ever seen. Taking another deep breath, she gathered up her dress and walked purposely over to him; her heart pounding with every step.

His face was passively watching her walk towards him, and didn't move when she suddenly walked straight over to him and took his face in her hands and crushed her lips against his; kissing him fiercely, fearlessly, and passionately. She slid her tongue in his mouth and began to moan at the incredible heat and connections she began to feel pulse through her body into his. Her desire for him was seeming to set her body on fire, and with every touch it didn't seem to put it out- but only enticed it to burn hotter.

He responded to her kiss, and gathered her up in his arms, holding her tightly against his body, moaning as well. They breathed each other as they kissed; and instantly the electricity in their hands began to quiver and shake their beings. She was trembling slightly from the nerves and was trying to ignore them; but Brooklyn didn't. He stopped kissing her by pulling away slightly and cupped her face in his claws gently and gazed intently into her eyes.

"My love?" He asked her softly. "Are you alright?"

"Yes," she responded instantly, not realizing that her eyes were full of tears. She was already breathless, and on the brink of a panic attack. "Just nervous…"

"Nervous about what?" He breathed, leaning his face closer to hers, the fire in their hearts and bodies burning out of control. "Being with me in this way?"

"No, no…" She replied, as more tears filled her eyes and she wanted to get lost in him. "Please my love, I'm sorry for being a hot-mess right now. I just… I'm nervous to be vulnerable again… and give myself to someone fully and completely…it's slightly terrifying for me... "

He froze at her words, blinked a few times, and leaned his face back a bit; not quite anticipating for that to be her answer and reason for being nervous.

"Oh…" he whispered, lightly touching her face with his talon. "I see. Um… well, if you aren't ready to make love with me, then… I mean… I will wait for you. No matter how long it takes. I will wait until you are… I love you, Rose."

"That's the thing..." She whispered fearlessly, guiding his talons from her face down to her chest, allowing him to cup her breasts. "I love you too, Brooklyn; and I am ready to make love to you. There's no one else I would rather be with than you. I love, and trust you with all my heart."

Brooklyn seemed to freeze as he stared down at her chest, where she had guided his talons. His breathing came in staggered slightly, before he raised his eyes to hers, searching them for her full commitment and consent.

"Rose…" He started to say, warning her slightly, but she placed a finger over his lips.

"I will need help out of my dress after all." She breathed, staring into his beautifully sincere eyes. They were searching hers, still to make sure she wasn't putting on a strong facade, and that what she was inviting him to do was something she truly wanted. When he wouldn't move, she grinned at him and then guided his talons from her chest towards the back of her dress towards her zipper.

"Please…" she breathed, begging him. "I promise I'm ready. Just so anxious to finally be yours…"

He kept his eyes on hers, as it was his turn to tremble slightly and breathed heavily as she was consenting to this next step in their relationship and marriage. She slid her hands across his chest and then lowered them down to his abdomen, leaving a trail of fire on his skin as she went. Her hands rested on the top of his loincloth before she slid her hands down it, over his aroused groin, and gasped at the feel of it. Brooklyn's claws tightened around her waist, and his sharp claws were digging into her dress; as he too gasped out at her sudden intimate touch. With staggering breathing, her lips found the bottom of his neck and were trailing another line of fire and electricity on his skin from his collarbone to his chest.

Breathing deeply, and trembling due to her touch he finally found the zipper on her dress and zipped it down; exposing her bare back to him. He could have easily used his claws to tear through her dress; but knew that she wouldn't be very happy with him ruining her beautiful dress. His claws instantly found her skin, under the dress, and both Brooklyn and Rose closed their eyes at the intense feeling of his claws against her skin. He had seen her half-naked only once before, on the night they got rid of Kevin for good, and had partaken in her beauty then; but now they wouldn't have to stop, and it was a completely different and deeper feeling of intense desire to mate with each other.

Rose was breathing in almost gasp-like breaths, but she relaxed her body to let the dress slide down her body to the ground, exposing herself to him in her strapless bra and underwear. She could feel his heart pounding against her chest, his own breath was staggered; as he drank her beauty in.

"Rose…" he breathed, his lips against her lips, touching her body delicately; from her face, to her chest. "So… beautiful…"

He gently grasped onto her long, curly hair and held her against his body. She kicked the white dress from her feet, and would pick it up later, but for now she jumped up on him, straddling her legs around his waist, and kissed him soundly.

Immediately, he held onto her, walked a few feet over to their king-sized bed and laid her down flat on her back. She watched him, breathing deeply, as he slowly climbed onto the bed and hovered over her body, staring at her half-naked body with awe and as if it was the most precious piece of treasure to him.

Slowly, he took one claw and lightly caressed the back of it against her face and then lowered it, slowly and steadily down her neck, over her breasts, and then down the length of her flat abdomen towards the lining of her underwear. Rose closed her eyes at his touch; and swore that she was about to pass out from the build up of energy inside her body. Her body reacted to his touch by arching up slightly, her breaths coming in small gasps.

Suddenly, he stopped touching her, making her open her eyes to see what he was doing or thinking, and was surprised to see his face inches from her lips. His strong arms were on either side of her face, and to her pleasure; she could see that his large aroused groin was hovered just inches above her own. Biting her lip, she forced herself to focus her gaze upon him, and while he looked like he was lost in a haze of desire, when he spoke to her, his voice was clear, firm and serious.

"Rose..." he whispered, his tone quite serious. "Listen to me and heed what I say, okay? I don't care how enjoyable this moment between us might be… if at any moment I hurt you, or it's too much for you, you must promise that you will tell me and I will stop. If you do not promise me this, I will refuse to make love to you."

"Oh, Brooklyn…" Rose argued back, not caring about that; but he continued to speak cutting her off as his eyes were blazing into hers.

"Promise me…! Please, you must tell me if I hurt you." He urged, taking her hands in his talons; and raising them above her head, holding them tightly. "If I hurt you at all, I will stop. I don't care how far deep I am into my mating instincts. I care about you, your health and safety above everything. Okay?"

"I am a grown woman, Brooklyn." Rose argued,. "All I want is to feel is you… "

"Rose…" he urged weakly. "I know you are. But… do you realize that I'm going to be a lot bigger than what you're used to? I will do all I can to go slow and easy for you…but… "

"I trust you." She breathed instantly, feeling her heart pound even more quicker than before. "I know you won't hurt me…"

"Promise that you'll tell me if I hurt you…" He pleaded, his eyes growing large with worry, while hers softened. She smiled warmly at him, easing her hands out of his talons, which were still holding himself up by her head, and sat up slightly.

"Okay… I promise." She whispered, reaching behind her back and unclipped her bra to expose her breasts to him. His breathing intensified as he stared down at her; and rested his forehead against hers, still keeping himself off her, but she could tell that she was breaking him down. She started kissing his lips softly, while exploring her hands down his chiseled abdomen and took courage, once again, and gently touched his large aroused groin. Brooklyn immediately gasped out loud, and gave into her wishes, his will broken down completely. One of his arms instantly wrapped around the back of her neck, while the other skimmed down her body.

His lips and mouth found one of her breasts and was tasting and kissing her in full ecstasy. Rose fell backwards against the bed and cried out loud in pleasure at the sensations he was making her feel; as he claimed her tender breasts with his mouth. She laid there, arching her back from the bed and was thrusting her groin to touch his, moaning and gasping his name quietly. Finally, after a few electrifying moments; he finally raised his face to gaze deeply into her eyes.

"Oh… Rose…" He breathed, his lips and tongue still finding her skin; tasting and kissing her. She wrapped her legs around his waist, and arms around his neck; grasping onto his thick hair and slowly raised her lips to his ear.

"Make love to me…" She breathed back. "Please…"

He breathed heavily for a few moments, as if he was taking a rest from running a marathon and gazed deeply into her eyes. Finally, calming down enough, he slowly lowered his claws to her underwear; and looped one sharp talon around each side lining of the fabric; one talon on each hip bone.

With one quick pull on it; the fabric ripped in half, allowing him to fully reveal her groin to him without her having to do anything. He smiled mischievously at his actions, and especially since she gasped in shock at him. He raised himself up to admire her beautiful body fully now; and exhaled sharply, his eyes filling with tears.

"Rose… you're beautiful…" He gasped, immediately lowering his lips to hers.

She closed her eyes, holding onto him; kissing him back; all while she slid her hand down to his groin; to relieve himself from his loincloth. With one quick movement of her hands, she released his belt and then let the fabric fall off his waist; fully exposing himself to her as well.

"Oh ... wow ...not as beautiful as you are…" she gasped, completely overwhelmed by how beautiful he was to her.

"Hmmm…that's impossible." he hummed in her ear, "Regardless… let's see what two beautiful bodies can do for each other. Shall we?"

As he uttered those words, he used his arms to slowly spread Rose's legs; and then lowered his aroused groin slowly and carefully into her body; reading her body language, mind and face with great anxiety as he did so.

Rose closed her eyes and inhaled in a gasp the moment his large groin began to enter her body; and it was painful; more than she realized it would. She closed her eyes and grabbed the sheets in her fists; wanting to enjoy this moment, but it felt as though he was going to rip her apart.

"No…" Brooklyn suddenly said, his voice full of anxiety. "I can't do this to you…I won't… you're already in pain!"

However, before he could pull away, Rose gritted her teeth and with a strong push of her body; forced herself to push past the pain of his insertion and held him closer to her, crying out. His face looked horrified, as she held onto him tightly; trying to will the pain away.

However, to her relief; the tingling electricity which had been lingering in their limbs seemed to finally explode; passing the sensation through their limbs, and ventured through out hers and his body. The moment it flowed through Rose, it amazingly numbed the pain of his large groin inserted inside her smaller body. Rose's breathing slowed down; and Brooklyn could feel that she was no longer in pain; leaving pleasure and sexual tension to be the only thing left for her to feel.

Brooklyn's eyes widened at the sensation; and suddenly realized what else their connection allowed them to participate in. Not only could they heal each other, but it made them physically and sexually compatible; protecting her body from his, during their love-making.

Rose's face relaxed, and she smiled up at him; her eyes gleaming with love.

"There…" she breathed, taking his beak in her hands. "That's a lot better… I love you… keep going… please"

"No… my love…" Brooklyn whispered, staying frozen. "I… I can't do this to you."

"I feel no pain," she said softly; gently touching his arms. "I only feel you…"

He continued to stay frozen; his aroused groin just a few inches inserted inside her, and was shaking from anticipation, as well as fear. He couldn't allow himself to harm her further; even if she couldn't feel the pain anymore. He closed his eyes, feeling ashamed of himself for a moment; allowing himself to fall for someone he probably shouldn't be, but as she grabbed his face to look into hers; he was reminded of his love for her, and hers for him. Taking a deep breath, he adjusted himself a bit better over her; as Rose's eyes gazed into his, pleading him.

"Please…" she breathed; barely speaking, while tears were filling her eyes. "Please… don't deny me. I love you."

Not keeping his eyes off hers; he exhaled deeply and then lowered himself even further into her, instantly giving into her desire; pushing himself farther into her warm and slick body.

"And I love you…" He gasped out, already in a frenzy over how amazing she felt to him.

Rose's fists curled up the fabric around her as he inserted himself into her, making her gasp out in pleasure and effort. Before he could ask her if she was alright, she suddenly raised herself off the bed slightly to wrap her arms around his neck and keeping himself secured against her body, crushing her lips against his; kissing him passionately, moaning and moving her body against his.

Her movements began to drive him absolutely insane. Damning it all, he finally gave in. He groaned out and instantly found her lips with his, and began to rock himself inside her; faster and faster; now that they were fully and completely one; her body feeling incredible to him.

Together, they kissed, breathed each other in, and gasped each other's names; making deep and passionate love for the first time. The longer he was inside her; the more comfortable she felt with him, and she was able to deepen their movements and kisses. He moved his lips and tongue from her mouth; and claimed every available inch of her body with his mouth; still rocking himself inside her.

From seconds, to minutes, to an hour- they made passionate and intense love to each other. They kissed and moved with each other; creating intense heat and electricity; so much so, Rose hadn't ever felt this way before. She could feel the energy building up even more inside her; threatening to explode any second now; as Brooklyn kept claiming her body with his. Since they were connected; she could feel every thought and emotion he was having, and vice versa for him; and it brought tears to both their eyes. They could feel how much love they felt for each other; and the energy in which was ready to explode.

"Oh… Brooklyn…" She gasped, throwing her head back; tears falling down her face silently, and arching her body into his even deeper. He deepened his strides and continued his movements; more sharply and with more strength and aggression; as she suspected was more normal for a strong Gargoyle. He was breathing in gasps in against her lips; while his claws left her hands; and instantly stabbed into the mattress with great ease, instead of her delicate skin.

Rose listened to him begin to growl out, deeper and louder with every breath he was taking; rocking himself against her with more aggression and strength. She held onto his body; and allowed another wave of her power and magic to flow through her body, protecting herself from his strength and size- as he was lost in his own natural way of mating.

However; with every movement of himself in her; she suddenly felt her own orgasm building with another powerful force of power from deep inside her. She held onto him with everything she had; as though she was about to fall if she didn't keep herself to his body.

With his lips, tongue and claws all over her; her body suddenly rocked forward and her head arched back; as she cried out her unbelievable release. She grasped onto his hair; and tightened her legs around his waist; her orgasm rocking her body with an unbelievable power. She cried out Brooklyn's name; over and over again, as if she knew nothing else. He kept rocking himself inside her, faster and faster; not giving in and only increasing her climax. Rose held herself against his body; and clawed her fingernails into his tough skin; her legs running themselves down his; arching her body with his movements and gasping out loud; almost screaming out as her orgasm lasted for a good few seconds.

When it was over; she cried out a great gasp, never remembering a climax quite like that one before, and collapsed against the mattress, breathing in great gulps of air, but he wasn't finished with her. Now that she had her release- she could feel his coming; and it seemed to bring another sense of pleasure to her. Bracing herself for more aggression from him; she closed her eyes and held onto him tightly; relaxing and trusting him with her heart, soul and body.

He was grunting, growling and had secured his claws deeply into the mattress so that they wouldn't stab through her skin; as was completely lost in his mating instincts. Rose closed her eyes and arched her back; thrusting herself deeper into him; and kissed every inch of his skin that she could reach; as he reached his climax.

Another wave of power and electricity flowed through their bodies to protect hers from his; during his tremendous orgasm. He roared out a deafening roar; his strong body rocking a few last bone-crushing blows to her body; but she could only feel him and his love for her. His body kept rocking against hers, making her cry out in pleasure some more. After what felt like a good five minutes; he finally stopped and both of them collapsed against the bed, sweating and breathing out of control.

Rose closed her eyes and was panting wildly; her eyes wet from tears, and couldn't feel her numb body. Brooklyn collapsed his body on top of hers; his strength completely given out, and was breathing wildly as well. They stayed that way, completely naked and one with each other; when Brooklyn finally took a deep and shaky breath and raised his trembling arms to look into her eyes. Rose opened her eyes and then gently took his face in her hands; gazing deeply into his eyes. Though they were panting, trying to calm themselves down, Brooklyn's face suddenly broke out into the biggest smile that she'd ever seen, making her smile and giggle back.

"That was…" he breathed, still keeping his tender and aroused groin inside her. "You are…"

She giggled, running her fingers through his hair and whispered in his ear, "I love you so much; there are no words to explain our lovemaking. I just love you; with all my heart and soul."

He gazed deeply and intently into her eyes and then trailed his talon across her face; moving her long and curly hair away from her face, before lowering his lips completely on hers, kissing her slowly and tenderly. Then, after a moment of kissing her, he raised his face again and looked deeply into her eyes.

"Are you alright, though?" He asked her; his eyes showing slight worry again. "I… I went pretty rough on you. Are you hurt at all?"

Rose stayed silent for a few moments, trying to find her senses once again; her body still completely numb. She was breathing deeply and had her eyes closed, still relishing in his large groin inside her.

"Rose?" He asked her again, this time a bit more anxious.

"Yes, my love." She finally answered him, opening her eyes to look into his. "I am alright."

"Are you hurt at all?" He repeated anxiously, searching her face and body.

"No." She breathed, feeling more sexual tension rising in her stomach. "I'm… quite the opposite of that…"

"What?" He asked her confused slightly.

She bit her lip at the powerful rise of climax rising inside her; and then raised herself on the bed slightly; to press herself even deeper against him. He gasped out slightly at her movement; since he was still inside her, and watched her in awe as he could feel more of her mating instincts. She raised herself against him; straddling herself on top of his lap; and tossed her long hair away from her face making it cascade down her exposed back.

He watched her take control in awe; and willingly let her continue to press herself against him; deepening their connection. She grinned at him and forced him to lie back down on the bed, as it was now his turn to be taken over by her. His eyes widening at how beautiful she truly was now that he could see her body in all its glory. She then pressed her body down upon him, pressing her tight center around his arousal, kissing him passionately. It was his turn to moan and gasp at the things he was feeling; as her tight body rocked against his; exciting his mating sensations once more.

With one quick flip, he tossed her onto her back, and began to kiss every inch of her body, with her gasping out in pleasure. He smiled against her skin, and then lowered her body back down to the bed so that he was now on top of her, kissing every inch of her. He raised his face up and took her beautiful large breasts in his mouth again; all while breathing her scent in. He then lowered his mouth towards her abdomen; his claws spreading her legs apart; and slowly and lightly caressing his talons towards her private and sensitive center.

"I…" She gasped, unable to think as he kissed and tasted her body; getting lower and lower, towards her sensitive center. "Oh…. I need you."

"As I need you…" He growled; suddenly more aggressive, throwing his arms under her back; and moved her body upwards so that her head was suddenly on top of her pillow. She gasped out in pleasure as he kissed and tasted her body; his every touch creating more of an incredible sensation; one of which she had never felt before.

"I love you, my sweet angel." Brooklyn suddenly whispered against her skin, touching and kissing her exotically. Rose threw her arms over her head and grasped onto the bed frame and willed for oxygen to enter her lungs and brain as he claimed her in such a way. However; not long after he touched her down there; another orgasm rocked through her being and she cried and screamed out in a way she didn't think was possible.

Smiling up at her, Brooklyn growled, "That's it… YES!"

With her still climaxing, he threw himself on top of her, kissing her lips; and inserted his aroused groin into her again; humping and rocking her back and forth; claiming her body again. He grasped her hands in his claws and kissed every inch of her skin that he could; and whispered how much he loved her- as Rose screamed out his name; loving him more than she could possibly say. They were stuck in their perfect place- making love to each other, over and over again- releasing that power and desire in which they had for each other, happily and blissfully.

---

Hours passed by for Brooklyn and Rose; as they made love over and over again, not stopping and not relaxing, until Rose collapsed against the bed after their last round of climaxing and couldn't seem to breathe properly.

"Brooklyn! My love… " She gasped, her body soaked with sweat. "Mercy… mercy!"

Brooklyn immediately pulled himself out of her and collapsed on the bed next to her body; and both of them couldn't seem to move; panting out of control.

Rose closed her eyes; which were soaked from tears of joy and pleasure and slowly raised her hands to touch her face. Every single part of her was numb and tingling, as if the electricity from their connection burned her nerves and left her feeling unable to feel her body. She didn't know how long she and Brooklyn laid there in silence, allowing oxygen to find its way into their lungs, when she suddenly felt his talons caress her cheek.

Turning her head to face him; he weakly lifted himself up slightly, and then gathered her body up to hold against his; both of them soaked in sweat.

Her body was trembling as she eased herself into his arms, allowing him to hold her against his body once again. He was running his talons through her soaked hair; and it was like they both had just stepped out of the shower; but their lovemaking steamy bodies created such an intense aura of sensations for them. Both of them were trembling and shaking against the energy in which they expelled on each other, but Brooklyn kept stroking her hair, as if comforting her.

His heart was pounding frantically against her chest; as their chests were pressed to each other. Rose closed her eyes, allowing this moment of being together, and resting their minds and bodies after the most beautiful moments of her life. She didn't know how long they laid there in silence, before both of their breaths were controlled; and Brooklyn's lips suddenly found hers. He kissed her slowly and briefly, before he cupped her face in his claws and gazed into her eyes deeply.

"Rose…" he whispered, trying to find the words for her; but she shushed him by kissing his lips again.

"Shh.." She breathed. "There's nothing to say. Our actions have said it all."

"I love you more than anything in this world." He said softly; trailing his lips along her jawline. "You're perfect- so beautiful- you're body… I'm so lucky to have you…"

She giggled at his jumbled thoughts and asked, "Is it only my body you're having a love affair with?"

"Absolutely not." He breathed, kissing her lips softly again. "I'm having a love affair with you. You're everything I've always wanted, my love. I'm so happy that we are finally married."

"I am too," she replied, smiling at him. "And… uh… if the sex is as good as it was- all those times- I've hit the jackpot."

He chuckled at her, and held her closer to him.

"We've hit the jackpot."

"Right." She giggled, staying in his arms for a few minutes longer.

Finally, as she felt her body come back to reality; and the numbness started to go away; she felt the strong urge to use the bathroom. Smiling at herself, she slowly sat up away from his arms and chuckled.

"Well, on that note. You've ah… filled me past capacity. I'll be right back."

Chuckling at her remark; he watched her slide out of the bed, her long hair cascading down her back; and her beautifully curvaceous body in full view of his enjoyment. He whistled out a low groan as she stood and turned to face him, smiling at him. However, as she turned to face him; his face was no longer showing awe and enjoyment at her beautiful body, but fell in horror and he gasped out loud.

"Oh...no, no, NO!" He yelled suddenly, lurching himself from the bed. Shocked, she blinked at his outburst and looked around at what he was looking at.

"What?!" She asked him, suddenly nervous that someone was standing behind her or something; but was equally shocked when he gathered her up in his arms and trailed his talon down her abdomen; near the base of her pelvis. He didn't say anything as he clasped a claw over his mouth and stared in horror at her naked body.

"Brooklyn…?!" She asked, feeling afraid and unsure of what he was horrified at, and then asked a bit tearfully. "What is it?"

His horrified eyes raised to look into hers and then looked angry.

"Do you really have to ask!?" He demanded, his face shocked.

When she kept staring at him in shock, not knowing what he was talking about; he grabbed onto her arm and quickly led her across the room, into the bathroom, so she could see herself in the mirror.

What met her eyes was another testament to her that she was a beautiful woman; and beside her was an equally beautiful and sexy being; as they stood naked in front of the mirror. But then, as Rose looked at her own reflection; she noticed a strange thing- a new series of color on her skin. On her abdomen, at the base of her pelvis; where Brooklyn rocked inside her reproductive organs, was a large blue and black bruise forming over her abdomen. As she looked closer; her hips, legs and ribs were also all forming great pools of bruising; where he laid on top of her.

"Oh…" She said quietly, running a hand over the large bruise and found that it was quite painful to the touch. She winced slightly and suddenly became very aware of how much pain her body truly was in. Her hips had been overstretched; and it felt as though her private center had gone through a war, in which she sorely lost. She closed her eyes for a moment and placed her hands upon her naked abdomen and willed herself to heal herself; possibly use the red magic in which she manifested twice, but nothing came.

As she stood there holding her abdomen; Brooklyn shook his head in complete disgust and turned from her.

"I'm so sorry, Rose…" He whispered, grabbing his hair. "I… I did this to you. You… you told me that you weren't in any pain… and… I…."

Seeing his downward spiral beginning, she opened her eyes and quickly walked over to him, forcing him to face her and took his face in her hands.

"Hey, hey," she admonished; kissing him lightly on the tip of his beak. "I'm alright, I'm not hurt!"

"How can you say that!," Brooklyn suddenly spat, with tears in his eyes. "LOOK at what I've done to you!"

Taking a deep breath in impatience, Rose took Brooklyn's claws in her hands and placed his claws overs her stomach; and calmed herself.

"What are you doing?" He asked her, his eyes growing wide. "Rose... "

She kept her eyes closed and felt the familiar tingling sensation flow through herself and him; and then to her continued amazement, the red-wispy power lightly exited from her hands, encapsulating around their hands; and went to work healing her. It felt as though she had suddenly gulped a large gallon of piping hot tea and the hot sensations flowed through her veins. When it was over after a few seconds, Rose opened her eyes and looked down.

When she moved their clasped hands; the bruises all over her body were all gone; all of the aches and pains were gone as well. Smiling triumphantly to herself she looked up into his face; which seemed to be frozen in a state of disbelief, disgust and annoyance. She raised her eyebrows at him and grinned cheekily.

"See?" She asked him lightly, taking his claw in her hands and kissing the tops of it. "No harm done."

Growling, Brooklyn pulled his claw away and then walked away from her. He snatched his dark blue loincloth up from the floor; put it back on over his lower half, and then secured it with the silver metallic studded belt.

Rose watched his actions and felt her heart start to hurt slightly. They had shared the most amazing night of her entire life together; and just like that, that romance seemed to be over. Rose stood there, naked, and then suddenly felt quite embarrassed to be standing there. Wrapping her arms around herself; she walked quickly into the bathroom and shut the door behind her; locking it.

Tears filled her eyes as she suddenly felt incredibly upset. He hadn't hurt her; and even if he did slightly; she- with his help- was able to heal herself. With hot tears falling down her face, she relieved herself on the toilet, and then wrapped herself up in a towel when she was done. She stayed in the bathroom for a while; allowing herself to silently cry, and hoped that Brooklyn wasn't trying to connect his thoughts with hers. For once, she wanted to break down without any interruptions.

She had been so nervous to give herself fully to someone, since being married to Kevin, and now that she was with Brooklyn- she had truly felt loved and accepted. Now that they had consummated their love; Brooklyn was now all upset at the fact that he caused her a minor injury; and seemed even more upset when she healed herself.

She sank to the bathroom floor and rested her head on her knees, wanting more than anything to erase the past ten minutes, and go back to resting in his loving and safe arms with their naked bodies resting next to each other; relishing in their love and the beautiful moments they spent together. Rose continued to hold herself on the floor and couldn't help the hot-fresh tears which were pouring out of her eyes; this wasn't what she wanted for her Honeymoon.

Suddenly, a knock was heard on the bathroom door.

"Rose?" Brooklyn asked her from the other side. "Sweetheart… are you okay? You've been in there for a while... "

"I'm fine," she managed to say after a few seconds; but her voice cracked giving herself away.

Brooklyn's sigh was heard from the other side and then groaned, "Please let me in… we need to talk about this."

Wiping her tears away, she stood from the ground; keeping the towel secured around her body; and then unlocked the bathroom door, opening it. His eyes widened when he saw that she was crying, but before he could say anything, she turned away from him.

"There's nothing to talk about." Rose said in a numb voice. "You already are terrified to touch me ever again, despite me telling you that I am unharmed and could even heal myself in front of your eyes. And now our Honeymoon is ruined, and those… incredible and beautifully breathtaking moments of making love to you will be nothing but a memory."

"Whoa, whoa…" Brooklyn said, gathering her up in his arms, turning her to face him. "Hang on, Rose. You're spiraling here, just… calm down."

"Calm down?!" She cried, trying to push him away, but he wouldn't let her. "Don't tell me to calm down! Not after what I've been through with Kevin… making love to you was a big deal for me; and now it's ruined… "

"Hey… my love," Brooklyn said calmly, taking her face in his claws. "Nothing is ruined… look, I'm sorry for overreacting. It's me that has goofed up, not you. When I saw those bruises on you, I felt sick to my stomach. I had no idea how I was going to… fit inside you; but thanks to our connection, I was able to make love to you, but it came with a price… and I never want to be the reason that you are harmed."

"But I'm not hurt." Rose said softly, wiping her tears away. "I was relishing in our beautiful moments together… I was thinking about how much I love you…"

Brooklyn's eyes softened at her words; and then slowly brought his claws down her cheeks and then grabbed onto the top of the towel, in which she was held against her, and pulled it away from her body. The towel dropped to the floor, leaving Rose to stand naked in front of him again. She watched his face take her beauty once again; and wrapped his long wings around them both, to keep her against him.

"I'm sorry for overreacting, my love." Brooklyn whispered, sliding his claws around her waist and pulled her soft and naked body to his. "I'm just protective of you… even from myself, if I have to. I wasn't trying to ruin our Honeymoon; or make you feel insecure… especially when we have consummated our love- all those times… all of those… amazing times. I love you, Rose Connelly. You're my beautiful, amazing, and… my breathtakingly stunning wife and mate. As I hold you now, in my arms, and have been entrusted with you to keep you safe and happy. I have to admit that I am overwhelmed by the magnitude and responsibility of this new role as your mate. After… what I have felt with you… I truly feel like a new being. We have reached a new level of love… and it's sacred to me. You are sacred to me. I will try not to be protective or crazy over you- but that's just the truth. I am in a new level of powerful and true love; and I am in love with you- you're mind, heart, soul and body. I have a duty and a responsibility to protect all those elements… one of which I will do till the die I die."

Rose gazed into his sincerely powerful eyes; as he declared this new truth to her, and she instantly seemed to melt in his grasp. Taking his beak in her hands, she pressed her lips against his, kissing him passionately; while pressing her naked body into his. Brooklyn closed his eyes and moaned at her touch; running his talons over her soft skin; securing her tightly against his body.

She jumped up in his embrace and wrapped her legs around his waist; moving her lips to his neck and wrapping her arms around his neck. Now that they've had a small break; she almost desired to make love to him once again. Brooklyn walked her over to the bed and seemed to have the same thought. He gently placed her down at the top of the bed; resting her head against her pillow and rested his body on top of hers; kissing her passionately.

She closed her eyes and gasped out a small moan.

"I love you so much…" She whispered, holding him tightly. "I'm sorry for overreacting. I guess I'm pretty tired."

"I can only imagine." He said, holding onto her tightly. "If you can believe it, the sun is actually about to come up… we made love all night long."

"What?" She gasped, turning on her side; to look into his face.

"I know… it didn't seem that long." He said softly, kissing her forehead. "But then again, no time spent with you seems to be long enough."

She blinked a few times and then looked over at him, feeling her heart start to sink slightly as she looked out the window. She could hear the ocean crashing against the shore in the distance; and the sun was indeed only a few minutes from rising, which meant that he would turn to stone and would force her to be alone for twelve hours.

"I'm truly sorry, my love." He whispered, seemingly reading her mind. "If I could change this… I would. I don't want to leave you alone- especially on our Honeymoon."

She smiled tiredly at him; and then raised herself out of his winged cocoon.

He watched her slowly make her way over to her suitcase and stared at her in silence as she found another pair of underwear to put on; and then settled with a tank top for coverage; with no bra, and then turned back to face him.

"I know," she whispered, climbing back into the bed. "I'll just fall asleep as well… I am pretty beat, now that I'm relaxed."

She cozied up inside the large bed and laid down under the thick comforter, and stared happily and sleepily in his sweet face. He smiled warmly at her and leaned over to kiss her softly, gently and unrushed; together they laid next to each other, kissing softly, before Brooklyn groaned and turned to face the windows.

"Damn this part of my existence…" he muttered angrily.

"Hey, it'll be alright." She sighed, resting her head against her pillow. "I'll be here sleeping; as will you. Just like you protect me at night, I'll protect you."

"You shouldn't have to." Brooklyn said, suddenly looking anxious. "But… just in case, we get any visitors… lock up, and don't allow anyone to bother you. If… if you have to take my bike, then do not hesitate to get as far away from here if there's any danger. I feel strange leaving you alone… in a strange place… without the Clan around…"

He then paused and seemed to have talked himself into a potential disaster; and she could immediately see the fear in his face as he gazed down at her in horror.

"Don't do that…" she said softly; sitting up and rubbing his beak. "I'll be alright. I promise. I'll sleep and then might go take a run outside- don't worry. I won't talk to strangers and-"

"And if there is any trouble-" he interrupted firmly.

"I will call Elisa or Xanatos." Rose smiled at him. "There's a phone down in the kitchen. Or I'll be a big girl and take care of it myself… use my magic to hold them off until you wake up."

"Rose…" He warned her angrily; but she only giggled.

"I love you, Brooklyn." She whispered, kissing him. "I'll be here, and everything will be okay. Sleep well; and… I'll be here waiting for our next round of intense lovemaking."

His eyes softened at her words and kissed her delicately back.

"Be safe… I love you so much." He whispered.

"Not as much as I love you," She joked, grinning at him. He shook his head at her, smiling, and then got off the bed and walked over to the corner of their bedroom.

"We'll see about that…" He grinned cheekily at her, kneeling down on the ground; facing her. She smiled lovingly at him and watched as he closed his eyes right; right as the sun rose from the horizon; immediately casting sunlight in their room and encasing him in stone.

Now that she was alone; she wearily got out of bed to shut the shutters against the windows; to keep the sunlight from keeping her awake, and then kissed Brooklyn on the stone forehead. Then, yawning, she walked back to the bed; curled up, and instantly fell asleep; dreaming sweet dreams of Brooklyn.

---

Brooklyn roared to life; sending shards of stone everywhere; all while yawning and stretching his body and wings out. Taking a deep breath, he then gazed over at Rose; who was still asleep and didn't stir at his awakening. Smiling gently, he walked over to the bed and gazed lovingly down at her. She looked calm as he watched her chest rise and fall, and seemed to be in an extremely deep sleep. He walked over to the left side of the bed and quietly climbed onto the large bed and as gently as he could, gathered his new bride up in his arms and immediately cocooned them in his wings. She took a deep breath, inhaling through her nose; and seemed to stir- but when he rested her against his chest, shushing her quietly, she relaxed into his warm chest and stayed asleep.

He gently took her hand in his claw and rested his head on top of her; closing his eyes in complete bliss. She must have been truly exhausted from the night before; and especially with how much they made love. He was exhausted from using up all that energy; but he could only imagine how Rose was feeling; hence why she was still asleep after twelve hours.

He kissed her forehead gently and lightly tickled her skin with his talons; activating their connection. She was still dressed in the underwear and tank top she put on right before sunrise; and from her disheveled hair; he guessed she had been sleeping all day. Smiling at her; he stared into her calm face and couldn't believe how beautiful she was to him; not only was she the kindest and strongest person he knew, she was truly a beauty.

He lightly trailed a talon down her neck and settled near her chest; which seemed to turn him on. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath; allowing himself to calm down, as he didn't want to take advantage of her while she slept. However, when he opened his eyes again; he was startled by her bright- hazel eyes staring back at him.

He exhaled a smile and delicately touched her face.

"Hey, my sweet angel…" He whispered, kissing her gently on the lips. "Rise and shine…"

Rose blinked a few times, stretching in his arms; and then exhaled deeply.

"What… time is it?" She asked him weakly.

"Well… seeing that I'm awake. It's just barely past seven in the evening…"

Rose froze at his words and then gazed back up into his face; waking up completely, and seemed to see him for the first time.

"Whoa…" she muttered and then sat up in his arms. "It's already nighttime?"

"Yeah," he said. "You slept all day."

"All twelve hours?!" She asked him in disbelief.

"I guess so…" he chuckled; moving her hair from her face and drinking her beauty in again. "You seemed pretty exhausted."

"Yeah… I'd say…" she mumbled again, before turning to face him. "Well, in that case… hello, my love. It's good to see you again.."

"It's good to see you too." He responded, pulling her closer to him, leaning his face forward to kiss her. However, she grinned and leaned away from him.

"I would like to freshen up a bit before we go at it again…" she laughed. "I need to shower."

"Care for the company?" He asked her breathlessly, moving closer to her and easing his claw up the front of her shirt to find her skin, before kissing her neck sensually.

"Of course…" She whispered, allowing him to pick her up and together they made their way to the bathroom. When he shut the door; she brushed her teeth and hair; while he started the shower; turning it to a warm and comfortable temperature.

He turned to face her and smiled.

"I'll be right back, my love." He whispered. "Don't get started without me."

"Hurry back…" she responded.

When he left; she used that time to relieve herself on the toilet and then washed her face again. The room was filling up with warm steam from the shower; and Rose waited for what felt like ten minutes; before Brooklyn showed up. He shut the door behind him and smiled lovingly at her.

The steam in the bathroom had already coated her skin and hair in a wet midst; and their hot desire for each other seemed to burn hot. Not letting another moment pass between them; Brooklyn lowered his claws to his belt and dropped the dark-blue loincloth on the floor. Rose watched him walk towards her; and could swear that she was about to pass about from how beautiful he was to her.

Brooklyn walked up to her and began to kiss and taste her lips; and then to her neck. She moaned and felt like her abdomen was about to start on fire from pleasure; and he hadn't even started yet. Smiling at him; she raised her arms above her head and allowed him to pull the wet tank top off her; revealing her breasts to him again. Without hesitation; he lowered his mouth to claim her tender nipples in his mouth; making Rose gasp out in pleasure. He kept going down her abdomen; and used his talons to lower her underwear down to the ground; and then claimed her groin with his lips and tongue next.

The moment he did that; Rose's legs gave out and he caught her easily in his arms; standing back up; smiling at her.

"Easy…" he whispered, pressing his body to hers. "I've got you…"

She jumped up on his body; and straddled her legs around her waist; and let Brooklyn walk them into the hot shower; kissing madly as they went.

---

The time in the shower together was complete bliss for them. Rose cleaned herself and Brooklyn; all while kissing each other and making each other go mad with desire. They hadn't actually made each other orgasm yet; but now that her shower was over; Brooklyn quickly cut the water; carried her out, and made way to the bedroom.

"Wait…" she gasped in anticipation; grabbing two towels and wiping the water off her body. "I don't want to totally soak the bed…"
Brooklyn did the same thing quickly, but kept his blazing eyes upon hers.

"That didn't stop us last night…" he growled.

Giggling at his remark, Brooklyn threw the towel to the ground and picked her up bridal style and carried her over to their bed; all while kissing her passionately. During their shower; they both had let their mouths claim each other's sensitive organs and were being driven completely mad by the orgasms threatening to burst through. Brooklyn threw himself and Rose on the bed; and with a grunt, they both quickly became one.

Rose spread her legs open; and instantly Brooklyn pushed himself into her as their connection went crazy. Rose cried out at his insertion; and both began to rock themselves back and forth. Rose's breathing was in gasps again; and all she could feel was his love for her; and hers for him. His lips and tongue were all over her body; while his large groin was inserted inside her and was making her feel things she didn't think was possible. Every single time they made love, it seemed to be a completely different experience- each time increasing in enjoyment and comfort.

It was luckily the beginning of the night; and they would have more hours to keep exploring each other and communicating their love for each other; in the only way in which they could now. Rose closed her eyes, and let him take her fully and with all control; trusting and loving him with all her heart and life. Their bodies moved and rocked in unity and his claws were everywhere.

She wrapped her arms around his neck; and held herself securely to him as he made her orgasm, over and over again; she cried and screamed out his name; scratching his skin with her nails and gasping out in pleasure- while he orgasmed inside her, roaring and crushing her in the most pleasurable way.

---

Another few hours passed, as did a series of love making, when Rose and Brooklyn finally called it quits and laid in each other's arms; their naked bodies pressed against each other with Brooklyn's wings cocooning around them for privacy. Rose's head was nestled onto his chest; while his talons lightly trailed over her shoulders, down her breasts and their groins pressed against each other. It was near impossible to stop another round of mating to happen while they stayed that way, but both were too exhausted to give into another round; despite how much they wanted to.

Brooklyn nuzzled his face against hers and began slowly and deeply kissing her lips.

"What are you thinking about?" She asked him suddenly, gazing dreamily into his dark eyes.

"You." He answered, still kissing different parts of her. "How much I love you…"

"Keep going and we'll have no choice but to make love again…" she whispered.

"And that's a problem?" He muttered against her skin; his talons finding their way in between her legs, making her jump in pleasure and gasped out a small laugh.

"Yeah… right now it is." She gasped, unable to fight him off. "My body needs a break…"

He stopped kissing her suddenly; and raised his face to look into her face; and could see that she was telling the truth. He smiled at her and gently skimmed his talon across her face; kissing her one last time on the lips, before pulling away.

"You're right." He said softly. "Too much of a good thing can actually be a bad thing… we'll give it a rest for a bit."

"Thank you for understanding." She said, smiling sadly and sitting up. "I feel bad- a female Gargoyle would probably be able to keep up with you; and Lord knows I've tried and have enjoyed every single moment of it, but now I must rest…"

"Not exactly." He chuckled, standing up and placing his loincloth over his lower half; securing it with his belt. "Females are usually the ones to initiate mating- as they have a 'certain time of the season' in which they need to be impregnated with an egg. Usually around the Fall; so they can deliver in the Spring, but it doesn't always happen that way. Gargoyles usually mate only to impregnate the females; very rarely do we do so out of pleasure, and… keep going for pleasure's sake, for that matter."

"So what's so different about me?" She asked him, fully intrigued.

"Well for one- we can't have an egg together." He explained gently, all while staring at her. "And two, I want to make love to you. I understand that it's a valuable way to show my love to you… Gargoyles have… adapted to this new way of thinking. You can thank our new culture here in the 21st Century."

Rose giggled at his words and then slid out of the bed and began to rummage through her clothes and found a new pair of underwear; a sports bra, and then put on comfortable jeans with a cozy black sweater. Now that she was fully dressed, she turned to face him and smiled at him.

"Interesting… well… take pride in the fact that if we could get pregnant- you would have surely impregnated me. You… uh… have a great capacity of sperm inside your beautiful body of yours…"

He laughed at her; and gathered her up in his arms; kissing her lips deeply.

"That's the whole point," he chuckled, gazing deeply into her eyes and holding her tenderly against him. "But, it's nice to know that I have pleased you."

"Very much so," she said softly; running her fingers through his thick hair and kissing him soundly, letting her lips and tongue run a sensual dance against his before they broke apart.

"So…" she said slowly. "What do you wanna do? Take a midnight stroll? Take me gliding or biking through Long Island? Skinny dipping in the Ocean until one of us chickens out..."

"All the above if you wish," he replied, smiling warmly at her. "However, I was thinking that it would be nice to eat some food, and open up some of our wedding gifts to start out."

She grinned at him teasingly and then asked, "What? My skinny dipping in the Ocean doesn't sound like fun to you?"

Brooklyn laughed and took her hands in his, rubbing them softly.

"It sounds like a blast… if we wanna get hypothermia again…"

"That's why I have you to warm me up." Rose teased in a slow and sexy voice. He stared at her, smiling brightly and leaned closer to her; touching her with the lightest of touches, making her close her eyes and lean into him.

"Don't tempt me, my angel…" He replied in a low voice, caressing his talons up her face. "So… how about food first? I made us the most romantic dinner while you were steaming yourself up in the bathroom for me…"

"For you?" She grinned flirtatiously at him. "I was showering because I needed to… you were merely a welcomed guest."

"Uh-huh," he responded cheekily. "Sure…"

She turned from him and began making the bed, so it was nice; as Brooklyn brought over one large tray of food. She sat on the bed, with her back against the backboard and giggled as he placed the food in front of her.

"Voila!" He exclaimed dramatically. "Two professionally made peanut butter jelly sandwiches, some oranges, chips, and two piping hot cups of hot chocolate."

Rose laughed and nodded her head.

"This is… perfect." She said sincerely. "There's nothing quite like a good ol' peanut butter sandwich and hot chocolate."

Brooklyn grinned a bit shyly and chuckled, "Yeah… I told you I'm trying to cook food; but for times sake, since you were… um… tempting me beyond control- this is what I threw together for us."

Rose giggled again and took a bite of her sandwich; as Brooklyn settled himself of the bed next to her, taking his own sandwich. As she was chewing, she closed her eyes and didn't realize how hungry she actually was.

"Mmmm," she moaned happily. "This is the best darn PB&J I've had in a long time…"

"You're just saying that," he teased her, taking his own bite of food.

"No, I'm not." She argued back. "Seriously, this is perfect!"

"Well, thank you love." He grinned, lifting one arm over her head and held her against his side. "I enjoy taking care of you."

"You do a wonderful job at it." She said lovingly, resting her head against his shoulder. "I just want to do the same for you."

"Rose… as much as you may think it is, it's not a competition." He laughed. "You do take care of me, it's an equal partnership here. I'm not trying to win the best spouse award. I take care of you because I want and need to; and if making you a peanut butter sandwich fulfills that box then I'll do it happily for the rest of my life."

Rose giggled again, picking up her hot chocolate and drank a few sips of the hot yummy liquid.

"So…" she said quietly; turning her head to look into his eyes. "You said we have a few wedding presents? I haven't seen any around here…"

"That's because our mind was on one thing and one thing only when we first got here." He teased, kissing her on the forehead. "Besides, since I traveled here earlier and Owen brought your suitcases, he dropped off a few presents from Elisa's parents, Xanatos and Fox, and the Mutates. You'll have to forgive the Clan, we don't normally give gifts; and we didn't realize until later that Human weddings give gifts to help the bride and groom start their life together."

"It's okay," Rose said, smiling warmly at him. "We don't really need much. When we leave here, you and I have a wonderful home to return to, and as long as I have you- I have everything I'll ever need."

"Funny," He said smoothly. "I feel the same way."

They grinned at each other and continued to eat their food conversing quietly about random things, making each other laugh in the process. When they finished their food; Brooklyn slid out of the bed and retrieved the four presents that were wrapped and waiting for them to be opened, while Rose cleaned up the food and placed the trays down in the small kitchen in the little cottage.

Looking around the place, she absolutely loved how quaint and comfortable it felt to her; and could easily see her and Brooklyn living in the cottage for the rest of their life, if it wasn't owned and kept up by a Historical Society; which would have probably lost their minds if they knew what her and Brooklyn had been up to.

Grinning humorously at herself at that thought, made her way up the spiral staircase and found that Brooklyn was on the bed waiting for her with four wrapped presents in front of him. Smiling, she ran forward and jumped on the bed, making him laugh; as she crawled into his arms and then kissed him gently on the side of his beak.

"Do you wanna open the first one?" He asked her, grinning happily at her.

"Sure." She said, taking the small box from him; while still resting her head against his shoulder and got to work opening it. "This one is from the Maza's…"

Rose opened the gift quickly and smiled at what it was.

"Oh, cool!" She exclaimed. "A Maza family recipe book… wow… this is gonna have really good stuff in here." She paused and then smiled up at him. "We'll have to put both of our culinary skills to the test. No pressure… if I know anyone that cooks extremely well; even better than Broadway, is Diana Maza."

"That's really cool for them to write down family recipes and share them with us." He said, holding her close to him.

"Okay, your turn." She said, handing him the present from the Mutates. "You can open this one."

He smiled and then took the next present, which was slightly bigger and tore easily through the paper and Rose couldn't help but smile at his enthusiasm; it was as if he were a child on Christmas morning. She laughed as he carelessly threw the shredded pieces of decorative paper on the ground, making a bigger mess than she did. When he opened the gift he looked at it and looked slightly confused.

"It… looks like a game of some sorts." He said, reading the title of the box. "Uh… Battle of the Sexes?"

Rose burst out laughing and grabbed the box to look at it.

"Oh… this has Claw written all over it." She laughed, shaking her head.

"What does Claw have to do with this?" He asked her.

"Well, when I was living in the Labyrinth; he and I would pass the time a lot and would play board games with each other." She explained. "One night, the Mutates, clones and myself all played this game- and it was the funniest game we've ever played. It would be an awesome one to play with the other couples; because the more people there are, the funnier it can be."

"How do you play?" He asked her, smiling.

"It's just a trivia game, and you pair the males against the females." She said, smiling. "So us females, which was only myself, Maggie and Delilah, were against everyone else… And you know me… I don't get competitive at all… but we still won." She laughed at that memory; and shook her head. "Oh man… that was a fun night. One of the more fun nights that I spent there."

"I'm glad that this game brings back positive memories of that dark time in our life." Brooklyn said, taking her hands in his claws. "We'll make this 'battle of the sexes' happen. It sounds like a lot of fun."

"It really is." Rose grinned, leaning into him; resting her head against his shoulder.

"I was kind of scared there for a minute." He said, wrapping his arms around her back. "I thought it was some sort of… inappropriate adult game… and you played it with Claw…"

Rose whipped her head up from his chest and stared into his face, almost as if she was about to burst into laughter again; but was doing everything to stop herself.

"You're kidding… right?" She snorted. "Please, tell me you're joking…"

"Nope." He smiled back; but didn't laugh. " Call me jealous or whatever; but I could tell that Claw was crushing pretty hard on you when I dropped you off that night, and it bothered me greatly that he would be around you, and I couldn't."

"Wait, wait, wait…" Rose laughed; pushing him away from her slightly. "Is that why you were so upset to leave me and were so downtrodden? I thought it was because you were still having feelings for Maggie!"

"Maggie?" Brooklyn looked at her now, truly in shock. "You thought I was still having feelings for her?"

"Yeah," Rose responded, looking deeply into his eyes. "I knew you had harbored deep feelings for her, a few years ago; and now that she's pregnant with Talon's child and is his mate, it seemed as though that fact still bothered you slightly."

Brooklyn stared at her for a few moments before he started to chuckle slightly, almost as if he were in disbelief at her words.

"No, I don't harbor any more feelings for her." He finally explained, quietly. "I mean, I do care for her and wish her and Talon the best; but the moment I laid eyes upon you, my whole world flipped upside down and all past flames were eliminated."

"Just like that?" Rose asked him, raising her eyebrows.

"Yeah," he answered softly, reaching over and moving some hair away from her face. "Just like that."

"Well, you don't need to be jealous." Rose explained gently. "Because my heart belongs to you; and no one will ever change that. Claw is just a good friend of mine, I could tell he was lonely… but I promise he was nothing but a fine gentlemen around me; and he loves playing board games, so it helped pass the time for me."

"I'm glad." He said, kissing her lightly on the lips. "Now, onto the last one. You can do the honors…"

Smiling up at him and leaning into his body, she picked up the last present and was the smallest of gifts. Picking up the envelope on top of the box first; she ripped the paper open and read the card out loud to Brooklyn.

"Oh this is funny," She giggled, looking at the front of the card. "It says, A Toast to the happy couple, and it's two pieces of toasted bread in a bride and groom outfit."

Brooklyn snorted out in laughter, taking the card and looking at it more closely.

"What a clever play on words…" He said, as Rose read the card out loud.

"Congratulations on your wedding; we wish you both a lifetime of happiness and peace. In order to fully enjoy your Honeymoon; each of you drink what has been given; and let the fun begin.

Sincerely,

Xanatos, Fox and Owen."

Rose read out loud and looked over at Brooklyn in confusion.

"Drink what has been given?" She repeated quietly. Shrugging at her; Brooklyn opened the package and stared into the small box, where there was only a small glass vial; full of dark liquid. Frowning at it, Brooklyn carefully picked it up and looked at it while Rose picked up another piece of paper which was on the bottom of the box, read what was said and then gasped.

"What?" Brooklyn asked her, feeling uneasy about the vial he was holding.

"Xanatos has paid for one year's worth of our mortgage!" She cried out.

"Wow, really?" Brooklyn asked, distracted by the vial he was holding. "That's very kind of him, it'll allow us to save our money even more."

"He's paid for so much already…" Rose whispered, putting the paper down, and shaking her head in disbelief. "I mean… true, one year of paying for our mortgage is probably chump-change for him, but still. From him re-building his Castle, to the Labyrinth, and now to paying for our wedding, my dress and now this… that's a lot of money."

"Well, luckily for us, he's a very wealthy man." Brooklyn said quietly. "It goes to show the protection we offer the Castle and his family is priceless to him."

"Maybe so…" Rose mused, then put the paper down and scooted away from him slightly to look at the vial of black liquid in which Brooklyn was still holding carefully. "So… what do you suppose that is?"

"A potion." Brooklyn answered darkly, looking suddenly like he distrusted this gesture.

"Come again?" She asked him bluntly. "Did you just say potion? Like… 'Double Double Toil and Trouble, Fire Brew and Cauldron Boil'… that type of potion?"

"Yes," he answered quietly, reaching a talon around the bottle to read a small strip of paper attached to it.

"So…" Rose continued to guess, scoffing at the very idea. "So… it's like… magic?"

Brooklyn didn't answer her as he read the paper, leaving them to sit in silence for a few seconds.

"Earth to Brooklyn…?" Rose said, shaking her hand in front of his face. "Babe… snap out of it and talk to me. What does the paper say?"

"It's from Pu- um- I mean Owen." Brooklyn explained."He created it, with 'Alex's' help and expects us to drink it."

"And… you don't want to?" Rose asked him, surprised. "I mean, I know you hate magic, but if he put it in a present meant for us… then maybe it's a good thing! Especially if a baby helped make it..."

"I don't hate magic; I distrust it because nothing good ever comes with it, except for yours, of course. But regardless, all magic comes with a price." Brooklyn said seriously, putting the vial into the box. "I'm sorry- but I don't trust this. I don't know nor care what it is or what it does, I'm not wanting to find out."

Rose stared at him for a few seconds, and then shot forward and grabbed the vial out of the box; and then took off away from, undoing the top as she went.

"What the- Rose… NO!" Brooklyn yelled out, charging after her. "Don't-!"

However; it was too late. Rose took a quick swig of the potion and left exactly half of it for Brooklyn; since she guessed it was meant for both of them and then smiled at him.

However; Brooklyn looked beside himself.

"What the HELL do you think you're doing!?" He yelled at her; his face full of panic. "You don't know what that stuff is, or what'll it do! Why did you drink it!?"

"To see what they sent us." Rose argued back. "If they sent it to us, then it must do something good. Trust me…"

Brooklyn didn't look pleased, however.

He glared angrily at her and snapped, "Why can't you just listen to me for once!? Or trust my protective instincts!? I have a very bad feeling about this; and I know a thing or two more about magic and what it can do than you do! What if it wasn't from them? Hmm? Ever think about that? What if it's really poison, sent from Demona, and you just drank it thinking it was from Xanatos and Puck?!"

Rose exhaled sharply and shoved the sealed vial back into his claws, shaking her head.

"Look… I drank it already. Or at least my portion… and nothing bad is happening." Rose explained, trying to make her point. She lived in a world full of magic apparently; and now desired to know all about it. "Demona doesn't even know where we are; and besides I feel…"

But then she stopped talking, as something didn't feel quite right inside her.

"Rose…!?" Brooklyn gasped, throwing the vial to the side and grabbed onto her, holding her close to him. "ROSE!?"

"I… I…." She tried to speak, but nothing was coming out. She didn't know what was happening, but all the sudden her body started to shutter and an unbearable pain suddenly shot through her system; tearing her skin apart. Rose screamed out in pain; and then a bright light blinded her- after a few seconds, the pain subsided and she fell to the floor, unaware of what just happened. Grunting out in pain, she groaned and lifted her hands to her head.

"What… what just happened to me?" She asked Brooklyn, who was next to him, but when she looked up he had backed away from her; and his eyes were wide in true shock.

"Brooklyn?" She asked him, reaching out. "What's…?"

But then she saw it. Her hand was no longer a hand; but was a claw.

"Rose…." Brooklyn gasped, finding his voice once again. "You're… you're a…"

Rose quickly stood, still looking at her new claws; and saw that her skin was a dark tan color- much different than her normal white. As she stood, she suddenly felt a lot taller and stronger; and even felt a strange sensation on her back and backside. Running to the bathroom, she burst inside and stared at her reflection and screamed out loud. Brooklyn came running in behind her, his eyes still wide.

"I'm…" Rose gasped, grasping her face. "I'm a…."

"Gargoyle…!" Brooklyn finished for her, his face shocked and in awe all in one.

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**Oh boy... what did Puck do now? We've got one more chapter to find out! I hope you enjoyed this chapter! Thank you for the support! Shine on!**