Chapter Four
Chantal Kreviazuk
"Feels Like Home"
There's something in your eyes
Makes me wanna lose my self,
Makes me wanna lose myself in your heart,
There's something in your voice
That makes my heart beat fast
Hope this feeling lasts
For the rest of my life
If you knew how lonely
My life has been
And how long I've been so alone
And if you knew how I wanted someone to come along
And change my life the way you've done
Eve stood at the doorway to the small, darkened, sleeping cabin before Chris. He watched as her eyes offered up a hint of something, something he wasn't quite certain how to read, yet as he looked into her, he knew he'd follow her to the ends of the earth if she'd asked that of him. Drawing in a breath, he stepped towards her taking a moment to boldly slip his arms around her slender waist enjoying this newfound intimacy they'd discovered with one another, though while it seemed very much alive and perfect in the moonlight, something was still so mysterious behind the magic her face offered up. There was something just beyond his reach that was crying out to him as he embraced her gently savoring this moment of silence between them.
"Chris, there's something you must know," Eve began as she lay her head against his chest enjoying the warmth that enveloped her above the soft night wind.
"You're trembling Lambert," Chris whispered as he trailed his fingers gently over her spine rolling the damp fabric of her dress away from her body as she let out a soft sigh, "you must be freezing."
"On the contrary," she shook her head in response, "I'm warmer than I'd ever imagined myself being on a night like this. Being here in your arms, it makes what happens now so much easier. I just hope that when you know everything that you won't turn away from me. I don't know if I could take you turning away after all that I've gone through to be with you."
"Eve, you're not making any sense," Chris began as she slowly withdrew from his embrace, "what is it? What's troubling you?"
"You asked me before how I could be here with you, how I could be alive and in your arms, and the truth is that I've never left," Eve answered openly as if that simple statement alone would make sense of what had taken place between them on this magical night.
"Eve, you've always been in my heart, but up until I held you on the beach, you were nothing more than the promise of a dream to me, a miracle in the making if you will...."
"Chris, that's just it," Eve shook her head pain evident in her eyes as she turned away from him shielding her face in the night shadows, "I am anything but a miracle. I have caused such misery and even now I question if I have it in me to have the strength to face you knowing the truths that you have not been given."
"Eve, you're not making sense," Chris began watching her take a step out towards the night abandoning whatever notion had lead her to this place to begin with as her fears engulfed her. Chris stepped up behind her reaching out to place a palm over her shoulder gently, in a soothing gesture, "don't you know by now that you are the world to me? Eve, my life truly didn't begin until you walked into it and even now being with you, having you here, I'm wondering when it'll all end, when it will all fade away and I'll be left with the harsh reality that this life as I know it in this moment was nothing more than something my mind created to make it through another day. Eve, when I think about what it felt like to be without you, the pain in knowing I'd never see your face again...."
"The pain you would've avoided if only I'd been stronger, if only I'd have had the strength in me to fight what had become of me, but I was weak," Eve answered her voice dropping in volume as she glanced over her shoulder at him, "I was so afraid of returning, of letting you know what had become of me, but now seeing you here, feeling your heart, it makes me regret not coming forward sooner. After the memorial I knew that it would be safe, but still I remained in shadows waiting for the right time, for the right moment to reveal myself to you, but each time it seemed that the door was opening, I stood back and hid from the truth that I felt in my heart. Each time I came close to revealing it all to you, I found myself weak and unable to do what it was that my heart longed for. I was unable to spare you the pain of knowing that I'd left this world without giving you the good-bye which you'd longed for."
"That doesn't matter anymore. You're here and you're alive," Chris wrapped her up in his arms drawing her against his strong body protectively, "that is all that matters to me. Anything before that makes no difference as it doesn't change how strong I feel for you."
"That day at the cabin," Eve began as her voice cracked with emotion, "that day you were waiting for me, wanting me to marry you, do you remember that day when I told you I wouldn't marry you?"
"I'd never forget the day you truly broke my heart," Chris confessed as her sad eyes looked up at him as her fingers brushed over the stubble growing in over his face, "I'd swore to myself that I'd be able to sit back and watch you be happy after that, but not having you as my wife...."
"Was one of the biggest mistakes of my life and I see that now," Eve answered as she let out a tiny sigh, "Chris I did so many things made so many mistakes, but perhaps the worst of it was when I let you go. If I'd only followed my heart instead of what I thought was right, then I would've been happy and in your arms long ago, sharing our family together."
"Eve, we have now. We have the future," he explained simply, "that's what you're asking me for, isn't it? To be a part of your future?"
"That's only a small part of it," Eve confessed as she fought the urge to flee from his arms into the safety of the deceptions she'd been living in.
"Then tell me, make me understand it all. Tell me whatever it is that has kept you from me all this time," Chris urged refusing to let her run away as their eyes connected once more.
"That time I'd spent at the cabin, while I was so very lost, I found solace in the kindness of a stranger, in a man named Michael."
"Caleb," Chris frowned slightly remembering the horrors that they'd seen back in Port Charles.
"Caleb yes," Eve nodded, "only at the time I knew him to be just Michael. I was unaware of the true nature of the beast behind his tortured soul and even now, it's so hard to grasp just what he truly was."
"Eve, Caleb is gone. It's been over for so long," Chris began seeing the fear behind her eyes.
"That's just it," Eve shook her head refusing to accept his comfort as she prayed for the strength to continue on her journey towards the truth, "Chris, I didn't experience Caleb with you. I wasn't there through that nightmare."
"Eve, I don't understand," Chris searched her eyes seeing a sadness far more profound than he'd witnessed moments earlier.
"I was afraid, terrified of what may be, about what it meant for me to settle in to a life with you," Eve took in a breath, "Chris on that day when you left, my life took a turn, one that I hadn't planned on."
"Eve, I realize that so much changed for us that day and had you said yes, then we would've been together sharing our lives with Daniel..."
"Daniel," she spoke his name as her eyes fell to the ground once more, "he is a charming little boy isn't he?"
"He's beautiful, just like his mother," Chris reached out to her, "you miss him, don't you?"
"Chris, he isn't mine to miss," Eve blurted out the tears swelling in her eyes as she finally confronted the past.
"Of course he is," Chris argued with her, "he's your son and I know how much that means to you."
"No, no," she shook her head, "Chris, while I'd like nothing more than to claim that little boy as my child--as our child, I'm afraid it's not how things are."
"Eve, how can you say that?" he questioned confusion washing over him, "I know what your son means to you. I was there."
"But I wasn't," Eve blurted out painfully as she noted the confusion behind his eyes.
"Eve?"
"Chris, I wasn't there in Port Charles. I haven't been there in a while, well I mean other than the last couple of months," she explained noting the confusion behind his eyes.
"I don't understand," he shook his head, "I was there with you. We were together and we were close."
"Were we?" she questioned meeting his gaze, "were we really close Ramsey? Think for a moment."
"Eve, I am thinking," Chris shook his head, "Granted you were so wrapped up in being married to Ian and being a mother, but towards the end you and I were so very close. We were getting closer before you....." he trailed off.
"Before I died," Eve half questioned.
"Yes," he nodded at the memory.
"And yet during all those months, how much time did we spend together, really spend with one another even after knowing that you and I had made love on that last martini night we'd shared together? How many times did we talk about it?"
"Never, but...." Chris stopped himself as he noted the seriousness behind her eyes, "you aren't kidding me, are you?"
"Chris, when you left the cabin that day, when you walked out, I got to thinking about what I told you, about what you'd said to me and I realized I'd made a mistake. I realized that I couldn't keep pretending that it was Ian I wanted to be with when the man who'd always, always been there for me was you. I knew then that I couldn't pretend that we never happened, that we never shared that night together and then I went to find you, to go after you, but he was there."
"Who was there?" Chris questioned his head swirling in a combination of the hangover he was certain to have later and the weight of her words.
"David," she explained shaking her head when it didn't register, "DV. He was there waiting for me, waiting for you to leave..."
"DV?" Chris repeated, "no Eve, that's not possible. He was in a vegetable state."
"Chris he was there and he took me away," Eve blurted out desperately, "he had this woman, this pregnant woman step into my life and everyone believed the lies he'd fed them. He took me away from my life and had her replace me."
"Eve, do you have any idea of how ridiculous this sounds?" Chris questioned skeptically.
"Chris, believe me I've said it to myself time and time again and for so very long I started to believe I was crazy, that somehow this just couldn't make sense, but the truth to the matter is that I was never back in Port Charles. I never married Ian Thornhart and I never, ever gave birth to Daniel."
"But Eve you were pregnant. We'd talked about it and that was why we'd contemplated marriage."
"I know," Eve stepped in towards the small cabin once again, "and that's why you're here tonight Ramsey. To get the answers that have been kept from you all this time."
"Eve, I just....this just....it doesn't make any sense," he shook his head, "What you're expecting me to believe..."
"Granted it isn't vampires and angels, but somehow I think that this might be easier to digest," Eve offered up with a soft smile hoping he'd listen to her words.
"Eve, you'd be amazed at what I do and don't believe these days," Chris confessed honestly, "there's a lot that's happened and still it's hard for me to have any faith."
"I understand that, but let me help you along with that," Eve reached for his hand guiding him towards the entrance to the cabin.
"Eve, there's so much we still need to talk about. If what you're saying is true, if David Bordiso truly had you all this time and he had some other woman pretending to be you...."
"She believed she was me," Eve explained simply, "David has a way of playing mind games with people and that poor girl was thrust into my life, giving her child a life she wouldn't have had under normal circumstances. She emerged into the role of Eve Lambert doing what it was that DV wanted her to do until that fateful day when he'd arranged her accident. That poor girl died before her son could know her, before that baby boy could experience the love his mother had to give. It was so horrible to think of what she must've gone through because of his lies, but now.....now that's not what we're here for tonight. We need to focus on the future, our future."
"Eve, this is so much for me to take in," Chris shook his head again, "and I'm no where near being sober."
"Well in that case I think I'm going to ask you to try to fake it," Eve reached out to unlock the door as she cast a look over her shoulder at him, "we wouldn't want our company to see you in such a confused state, now would we?"
"Company," he tugged on her arm drawing her back towards him as caution vibrated through his body, "Eve, who's inside that cabin?"
"Chris, I thought you trusted me," Eve flashed him an innocent smile.
"I do, but at the same time humor me. Let me know what I'm walking into. After all this time you owe me that much," Chris pleaded with her.
"Very well," she nodded as she reached for his hand, "Chris what's waiting for you on the other side of this door is our future, our happiness and if you'll let me take you inside and you ask little questions for the time being, then maybe just maybe I'll be able to ease you into this introduction."
"What introduction?" Chris blinked back at her, "Eve, no more games. Who is in there waiting for us?"
"Why our daughter of course," Eve answered matter of fact as she reached for his hand, "you do want to meet our baby girl, don't you?"
"Baby girl," Chris repeated finding himself at a loss, "you mean that you and I.....we....."
"Have a daughter," Eve nodded in response, "and she and I both agree that it's long past due for her to meet her daddy. So what do you say, are you ready to let go of the past and come inside to see what our future has in store for us?"
It feels like home to me
It feels like home to me
It feels like I'm all the way back where I come from
It feels like home to me
It feels like home to me
It feels like I'm all the way back where I belong
Alison felt a slow, shallow breath escape from her lips as Jack parted from her. The look in his eyes spoke volumes far beyond anything mere words could express as his fingers slipped into her hair keeping her close to him. He gently rest his forehead against hers just allowing a lingering moment of silence between them as Alison found herself melting into his embrace. She moved her arms around his neck keeping him near her as her heart pounded in her chest. As she turned her eyes up towards his, a slow, sexy smile crept over his features as if a weight had been lifted between them as she felt his breath upon hers.
"You're so beautiful," Jack whispered tenderly as their lips joined once more in another heartfelt union.
"Jack," she closed her eyes melting into the kiss as her fingers tapered off over his spine learning the feel of his body as their kiss transformed into something far more intimate, far more revealing than anything they'd shared before this moment in time.
As they parted, Alison realized that in this moment with Jack Ramsey letting go was something she no longer wished to do. Losing herself within the warmth of his love surrounding her was all that seemed to exist for her as she felt his arms slip around her waist in a swift, secure motion. His strength crushed her body to his as their kisses deepened, offering up a hint of the lingering passion kept at bay beneath the surface. Alison swept her arms around his shoulders holding him more securely as he picked her up off the ground in one sweeping motion as they began a silent dance to a melody that could only play for the two of them. The world no longer was a factor in this feeling as they were lost in one another, in the magic of the moment.
"I love you, Alison," Jack whispered holding her close to him as her palm pressed over his cheek easing it's way towards his lips where he pressed a tender kiss on her fingers, "I've needed you for so long."
"I need you too, Jack," Alison confessed her voice tight with passion as her hold on him constricted and she found herself needing nothing more than to be lost in this night with Jack Ramsey. She'd come to Bermuda to confront the issues between them, but now as she held him, she realized that there was so much more she wanted and needed from their friendship as he looked at her with eyes so full of adoration and love.
A small smile from Alison was all the encouragement Jack needed as he carried her across the room making his way to the bedroom in the back of the pueblo he and Chris had been staying in. Despite the many mixed drinks and martinis he'd had over the last twenty four hours, there was something about the way it felt to hold Alison that swept over his senses, refusing to let him turn her away as his heart cried out to share himself with her on every level.
A window breaks down on lumdard street
And a siren rings in the night
But I'm all right cuz I have you here with me,
And I can almost see through the dark there is light
Well if you knew how much this moment means to me
And how long I've waited for your touch
And if you knew how happy you are making me
I never thought that I'd love anyone so much
Carefully setting her down on the plush comforter of his bed, Jack stepped back seeing Alison's golden hair cascade around her beautiful features as she extended her finger out towards him urging him to join her. He took a moment to catch is breath before moving in beside her welcoming the feel of her arms as she captured his mouth in a hungry kiss.
"Jack, I've needed you for so long," Alison whispered her hands tapering off over his body as her heart raced in her chest anticipating what it would feel like to take their friendship to the next level. She felt his fingers play over the bottom of her blouse slipping inside to caress the small of her back as a soft sigh escaped her lips.
Jack captured her moan with a kiss, feeling her powerful response to him as her hands pressed over his body longing to feel the warmth of him. Her fingers had tugged his shirt out of his jeans urging it up over his torso as he drew back watching the hunger build behind her eyes as he discarded his shirt. Her gaze sent thrills rushing through his every synapse as her hands eagerly roamed over the contours of his chest dragging him down to her once more for a kiss full of promise and passion in things to come.
"Alison," Jack breathed against her soft, sensual lips as he reluctantly pulled away from her enough to read her beautiful blue eyes, "are you sure about this?"
"Jack, do you even have to ask," she questioned her hands slipping over his shoulders once more moving their way down his body as he captured one bringing it to his lips and placing a soft, tentative kiss over her finger tips.
"Alison, I need to know," he breathed in between kisses, "if this isn't what you want, tell me now and I'll stop this. We won't have to go any further if this isn't what you want to happen between us."
"Jack," She frowned slightly realizing he was giving her an out if that's what she was asking of him. The weight of his gaze let her know that he was willing to end this moment of pleasure between them should she ask that of him, but as her eyes took in the man before her, the man who'd somehow managed to turn her life around during a time of such misery and despair, she knew in her heart there would be no turning back from this. Making love to Jack Ramsey was more than something that she'd thought about time and time again. It was something they were meant to do, something they were meant to find in one another's arms.
"Alison, I love you more than I'd ever dreamt possible and if this isn't what you want," he began again breaking through her thoughts as a slow smile crept over her features and she pulled him to her once again.
"But I do Jack Ramsey," she whispered against his mouth loving the feel of his body against hers as his fingers eased in over her flat abdomen, "I do want you. I don't want to just dream about it anymore. I want to know what it's like to feel your love for me."
"Then I'll show you," Jack promised kissing her once more with a deeper hunger than before as he vowed to himself that he would make the most of this magical night with Alison Barrington.
"Make love to me Jack Ramsey," She pleaded with him her voice hinting at the forbidden thoughts that she'd kept deep within for so very long, "be with me."
"There's nothing I could want more than to do just that. I love you Alison," he confessed as the two fell into the moment crossing that invisible line of friendship into the world of lovers as they both uncovered something in one another that they'd both waited to find. Lost in one another's arms, they found a love that had grown beyond friendship, moved beyond just a simple flirtation, a passion that had transpired into something more, a feeling that finally brought both of them to the realization that they'd finally been at home in one another's arms and nothing could ever take that feeling away from them ever again.
It feels like home to me
It feels like home to me
It feels like I'm all the way back where I come from
It feels like home to me
It feels like home to me
It feels like I'm all the way back where I belong
It feels like I'm all the way back where I belong.
Chantal Kreviazuk
"Feels Like Home"
There's something in your eyes
Makes me wanna lose my self,
Makes me wanna lose myself in your heart,
There's something in your voice
That makes my heart beat fast
Hope this feeling lasts
For the rest of my life
If you knew how lonely
My life has been
And how long I've been so alone
And if you knew how I wanted someone to come along
And change my life the way you've done
Eve stood at the doorway to the small, darkened, sleeping cabin before Chris. He watched as her eyes offered up a hint of something, something he wasn't quite certain how to read, yet as he looked into her, he knew he'd follow her to the ends of the earth if she'd asked that of him. Drawing in a breath, he stepped towards her taking a moment to boldly slip his arms around her slender waist enjoying this newfound intimacy they'd discovered with one another, though while it seemed very much alive and perfect in the moonlight, something was still so mysterious behind the magic her face offered up. There was something just beyond his reach that was crying out to him as he embraced her gently savoring this moment of silence between them.
"Chris, there's something you must know," Eve began as she lay her head against his chest enjoying the warmth that enveloped her above the soft night wind.
"You're trembling Lambert," Chris whispered as he trailed his fingers gently over her spine rolling the damp fabric of her dress away from her body as she let out a soft sigh, "you must be freezing."
"On the contrary," she shook her head in response, "I'm warmer than I'd ever imagined myself being on a night like this. Being here in your arms, it makes what happens now so much easier. I just hope that when you know everything that you won't turn away from me. I don't know if I could take you turning away after all that I've gone through to be with you."
"Eve, you're not making any sense," Chris began as she slowly withdrew from his embrace, "what is it? What's troubling you?"
"You asked me before how I could be here with you, how I could be alive and in your arms, and the truth is that I've never left," Eve answered openly as if that simple statement alone would make sense of what had taken place between them on this magical night.
"Eve, you've always been in my heart, but up until I held you on the beach, you were nothing more than the promise of a dream to me, a miracle in the making if you will...."
"Chris, that's just it," Eve shook her head pain evident in her eyes as she turned away from him shielding her face in the night shadows, "I am anything but a miracle. I have caused such misery and even now I question if I have it in me to have the strength to face you knowing the truths that you have not been given."
"Eve, you're not making sense," Chris began watching her take a step out towards the night abandoning whatever notion had lead her to this place to begin with as her fears engulfed her. Chris stepped up behind her reaching out to place a palm over her shoulder gently, in a soothing gesture, "don't you know by now that you are the world to me? Eve, my life truly didn't begin until you walked into it and even now being with you, having you here, I'm wondering when it'll all end, when it will all fade away and I'll be left with the harsh reality that this life as I know it in this moment was nothing more than something my mind created to make it through another day. Eve, when I think about what it felt like to be without you, the pain in knowing I'd never see your face again...."
"The pain you would've avoided if only I'd been stronger, if only I'd have had the strength in me to fight what had become of me, but I was weak," Eve answered her voice dropping in volume as she glanced over her shoulder at him, "I was so afraid of returning, of letting you know what had become of me, but now seeing you here, feeling your heart, it makes me regret not coming forward sooner. After the memorial I knew that it would be safe, but still I remained in shadows waiting for the right time, for the right moment to reveal myself to you, but each time it seemed that the door was opening, I stood back and hid from the truth that I felt in my heart. Each time I came close to revealing it all to you, I found myself weak and unable to do what it was that my heart longed for. I was unable to spare you the pain of knowing that I'd left this world without giving you the good-bye which you'd longed for."
"That doesn't matter anymore. You're here and you're alive," Chris wrapped her up in his arms drawing her against his strong body protectively, "that is all that matters to me. Anything before that makes no difference as it doesn't change how strong I feel for you."
"That day at the cabin," Eve began as her voice cracked with emotion, "that day you were waiting for me, wanting me to marry you, do you remember that day when I told you I wouldn't marry you?"
"I'd never forget the day you truly broke my heart," Chris confessed as her sad eyes looked up at him as her fingers brushed over the stubble growing in over his face, "I'd swore to myself that I'd be able to sit back and watch you be happy after that, but not having you as my wife...."
"Was one of the biggest mistakes of my life and I see that now," Eve answered as she let out a tiny sigh, "Chris I did so many things made so many mistakes, but perhaps the worst of it was when I let you go. If I'd only followed my heart instead of what I thought was right, then I would've been happy and in your arms long ago, sharing our family together."
"Eve, we have now. We have the future," he explained simply, "that's what you're asking me for, isn't it? To be a part of your future?"
"That's only a small part of it," Eve confessed as she fought the urge to flee from his arms into the safety of the deceptions she'd been living in.
"Then tell me, make me understand it all. Tell me whatever it is that has kept you from me all this time," Chris urged refusing to let her run away as their eyes connected once more.
"That time I'd spent at the cabin, while I was so very lost, I found solace in the kindness of a stranger, in a man named Michael."
"Caleb," Chris frowned slightly remembering the horrors that they'd seen back in Port Charles.
"Caleb yes," Eve nodded, "only at the time I knew him to be just Michael. I was unaware of the true nature of the beast behind his tortured soul and even now, it's so hard to grasp just what he truly was."
"Eve, Caleb is gone. It's been over for so long," Chris began seeing the fear behind her eyes.
"That's just it," Eve shook her head refusing to accept his comfort as she prayed for the strength to continue on her journey towards the truth, "Chris, I didn't experience Caleb with you. I wasn't there through that nightmare."
"Eve, I don't understand," Chris searched her eyes seeing a sadness far more profound than he'd witnessed moments earlier.
"I was afraid, terrified of what may be, about what it meant for me to settle in to a life with you," Eve took in a breath, "Chris on that day when you left, my life took a turn, one that I hadn't planned on."
"Eve, I realize that so much changed for us that day and had you said yes, then we would've been together sharing our lives with Daniel..."
"Daniel," she spoke his name as her eyes fell to the ground once more, "he is a charming little boy isn't he?"
"He's beautiful, just like his mother," Chris reached out to her, "you miss him, don't you?"
"Chris, he isn't mine to miss," Eve blurted out the tears swelling in her eyes as she finally confronted the past.
"Of course he is," Chris argued with her, "he's your son and I know how much that means to you."
"No, no," she shook her head, "Chris, while I'd like nothing more than to claim that little boy as my child--as our child, I'm afraid it's not how things are."
"Eve, how can you say that?" he questioned confusion washing over him, "I know what your son means to you. I was there."
"But I wasn't," Eve blurted out painfully as she noted the confusion behind his eyes.
"Eve?"
"Chris, I wasn't there in Port Charles. I haven't been there in a while, well I mean other than the last couple of months," she explained noting the confusion behind his eyes.
"I don't understand," he shook his head, "I was there with you. We were together and we were close."
"Were we?" she questioned meeting his gaze, "were we really close Ramsey? Think for a moment."
"Eve, I am thinking," Chris shook his head, "Granted you were so wrapped up in being married to Ian and being a mother, but towards the end you and I were so very close. We were getting closer before you....." he trailed off.
"Before I died," Eve half questioned.
"Yes," he nodded at the memory.
"And yet during all those months, how much time did we spend together, really spend with one another even after knowing that you and I had made love on that last martini night we'd shared together? How many times did we talk about it?"
"Never, but...." Chris stopped himself as he noted the seriousness behind her eyes, "you aren't kidding me, are you?"
"Chris, when you left the cabin that day, when you walked out, I got to thinking about what I told you, about what you'd said to me and I realized I'd made a mistake. I realized that I couldn't keep pretending that it was Ian I wanted to be with when the man who'd always, always been there for me was you. I knew then that I couldn't pretend that we never happened, that we never shared that night together and then I went to find you, to go after you, but he was there."
"Who was there?" Chris questioned his head swirling in a combination of the hangover he was certain to have later and the weight of her words.
"David," she explained shaking her head when it didn't register, "DV. He was there waiting for me, waiting for you to leave..."
"DV?" Chris repeated, "no Eve, that's not possible. He was in a vegetable state."
"Chris he was there and he took me away," Eve blurted out desperately, "he had this woman, this pregnant woman step into my life and everyone believed the lies he'd fed them. He took me away from my life and had her replace me."
"Eve, do you have any idea of how ridiculous this sounds?" Chris questioned skeptically.
"Chris, believe me I've said it to myself time and time again and for so very long I started to believe I was crazy, that somehow this just couldn't make sense, but the truth to the matter is that I was never back in Port Charles. I never married Ian Thornhart and I never, ever gave birth to Daniel."
"But Eve you were pregnant. We'd talked about it and that was why we'd contemplated marriage."
"I know," Eve stepped in towards the small cabin once again, "and that's why you're here tonight Ramsey. To get the answers that have been kept from you all this time."
"Eve, I just....this just....it doesn't make any sense," he shook his head, "What you're expecting me to believe..."
"Granted it isn't vampires and angels, but somehow I think that this might be easier to digest," Eve offered up with a soft smile hoping he'd listen to her words.
"Eve, you'd be amazed at what I do and don't believe these days," Chris confessed honestly, "there's a lot that's happened and still it's hard for me to have any faith."
"I understand that, but let me help you along with that," Eve reached for his hand guiding him towards the entrance to the cabin.
"Eve, there's so much we still need to talk about. If what you're saying is true, if David Bordiso truly had you all this time and he had some other woman pretending to be you...."
"She believed she was me," Eve explained simply, "David has a way of playing mind games with people and that poor girl was thrust into my life, giving her child a life she wouldn't have had under normal circumstances. She emerged into the role of Eve Lambert doing what it was that DV wanted her to do until that fateful day when he'd arranged her accident. That poor girl died before her son could know her, before that baby boy could experience the love his mother had to give. It was so horrible to think of what she must've gone through because of his lies, but now.....now that's not what we're here for tonight. We need to focus on the future, our future."
"Eve, this is so much for me to take in," Chris shook his head again, "and I'm no where near being sober."
"Well in that case I think I'm going to ask you to try to fake it," Eve reached out to unlock the door as she cast a look over her shoulder at him, "we wouldn't want our company to see you in such a confused state, now would we?"
"Company," he tugged on her arm drawing her back towards him as caution vibrated through his body, "Eve, who's inside that cabin?"
"Chris, I thought you trusted me," Eve flashed him an innocent smile.
"I do, but at the same time humor me. Let me know what I'm walking into. After all this time you owe me that much," Chris pleaded with her.
"Very well," she nodded as she reached for his hand, "Chris what's waiting for you on the other side of this door is our future, our happiness and if you'll let me take you inside and you ask little questions for the time being, then maybe just maybe I'll be able to ease you into this introduction."
"What introduction?" Chris blinked back at her, "Eve, no more games. Who is in there waiting for us?"
"Why our daughter of course," Eve answered matter of fact as she reached for his hand, "you do want to meet our baby girl, don't you?"
"Baby girl," Chris repeated finding himself at a loss, "you mean that you and I.....we....."
"Have a daughter," Eve nodded in response, "and she and I both agree that it's long past due for her to meet her daddy. So what do you say, are you ready to let go of the past and come inside to see what our future has in store for us?"
It feels like home to me
It feels like home to me
It feels like I'm all the way back where I come from
It feels like home to me
It feels like home to me
It feels like I'm all the way back where I belong
Alison felt a slow, shallow breath escape from her lips as Jack parted from her. The look in his eyes spoke volumes far beyond anything mere words could express as his fingers slipped into her hair keeping her close to him. He gently rest his forehead against hers just allowing a lingering moment of silence between them as Alison found herself melting into his embrace. She moved her arms around his neck keeping him near her as her heart pounded in her chest. As she turned her eyes up towards his, a slow, sexy smile crept over his features as if a weight had been lifted between them as she felt his breath upon hers.
"You're so beautiful," Jack whispered tenderly as their lips joined once more in another heartfelt union.
"Jack," she closed her eyes melting into the kiss as her fingers tapered off over his spine learning the feel of his body as their kiss transformed into something far more intimate, far more revealing than anything they'd shared before this moment in time.
As they parted, Alison realized that in this moment with Jack Ramsey letting go was something she no longer wished to do. Losing herself within the warmth of his love surrounding her was all that seemed to exist for her as she felt his arms slip around her waist in a swift, secure motion. His strength crushed her body to his as their kisses deepened, offering up a hint of the lingering passion kept at bay beneath the surface. Alison swept her arms around his shoulders holding him more securely as he picked her up off the ground in one sweeping motion as they began a silent dance to a melody that could only play for the two of them. The world no longer was a factor in this feeling as they were lost in one another, in the magic of the moment.
"I love you, Alison," Jack whispered holding her close to him as her palm pressed over his cheek easing it's way towards his lips where he pressed a tender kiss on her fingers, "I've needed you for so long."
"I need you too, Jack," Alison confessed her voice tight with passion as her hold on him constricted and she found herself needing nothing more than to be lost in this night with Jack Ramsey. She'd come to Bermuda to confront the issues between them, but now as she held him, she realized that there was so much more she wanted and needed from their friendship as he looked at her with eyes so full of adoration and love.
A small smile from Alison was all the encouragement Jack needed as he carried her across the room making his way to the bedroom in the back of the pueblo he and Chris had been staying in. Despite the many mixed drinks and martinis he'd had over the last twenty four hours, there was something about the way it felt to hold Alison that swept over his senses, refusing to let him turn her away as his heart cried out to share himself with her on every level.
A window breaks down on lumdard street
And a siren rings in the night
But I'm all right cuz I have you here with me,
And I can almost see through the dark there is light
Well if you knew how much this moment means to me
And how long I've waited for your touch
And if you knew how happy you are making me
I never thought that I'd love anyone so much
Carefully setting her down on the plush comforter of his bed, Jack stepped back seeing Alison's golden hair cascade around her beautiful features as she extended her finger out towards him urging him to join her. He took a moment to catch is breath before moving in beside her welcoming the feel of her arms as she captured his mouth in a hungry kiss.
"Jack, I've needed you for so long," Alison whispered her hands tapering off over his body as her heart raced in her chest anticipating what it would feel like to take their friendship to the next level. She felt his fingers play over the bottom of her blouse slipping inside to caress the small of her back as a soft sigh escaped her lips.
Jack captured her moan with a kiss, feeling her powerful response to him as her hands pressed over his body longing to feel the warmth of him. Her fingers had tugged his shirt out of his jeans urging it up over his torso as he drew back watching the hunger build behind her eyes as he discarded his shirt. Her gaze sent thrills rushing through his every synapse as her hands eagerly roamed over the contours of his chest dragging him down to her once more for a kiss full of promise and passion in things to come.
"Alison," Jack breathed against her soft, sensual lips as he reluctantly pulled away from her enough to read her beautiful blue eyes, "are you sure about this?"
"Jack, do you even have to ask," she questioned her hands slipping over his shoulders once more moving their way down his body as he captured one bringing it to his lips and placing a soft, tentative kiss over her finger tips.
"Alison, I need to know," he breathed in between kisses, "if this isn't what you want, tell me now and I'll stop this. We won't have to go any further if this isn't what you want to happen between us."
"Jack," She frowned slightly realizing he was giving her an out if that's what she was asking of him. The weight of his gaze let her know that he was willing to end this moment of pleasure between them should she ask that of him, but as her eyes took in the man before her, the man who'd somehow managed to turn her life around during a time of such misery and despair, she knew in her heart there would be no turning back from this. Making love to Jack Ramsey was more than something that she'd thought about time and time again. It was something they were meant to do, something they were meant to find in one another's arms.
"Alison, I love you more than I'd ever dreamt possible and if this isn't what you want," he began again breaking through her thoughts as a slow smile crept over her features and she pulled him to her once again.
"But I do Jack Ramsey," she whispered against his mouth loving the feel of his body against hers as his fingers eased in over her flat abdomen, "I do want you. I don't want to just dream about it anymore. I want to know what it's like to feel your love for me."
"Then I'll show you," Jack promised kissing her once more with a deeper hunger than before as he vowed to himself that he would make the most of this magical night with Alison Barrington.
"Make love to me Jack Ramsey," She pleaded with him her voice hinting at the forbidden thoughts that she'd kept deep within for so very long, "be with me."
"There's nothing I could want more than to do just that. I love you Alison," he confessed as the two fell into the moment crossing that invisible line of friendship into the world of lovers as they both uncovered something in one another that they'd both waited to find. Lost in one another's arms, they found a love that had grown beyond friendship, moved beyond just a simple flirtation, a passion that had transpired into something more, a feeling that finally brought both of them to the realization that they'd finally been at home in one another's arms and nothing could ever take that feeling away from them ever again.
It feels like home to me
It feels like home to me
It feels like I'm all the way back where I come from
It feels like home to me
It feels like home to me
It feels like I'm all the way back where I belong
It feels like I'm all the way back where I belong.