Dark Tomorrow
Chapter Twelve: Love You Forever
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Brennan awoke with a start. He didn't know why he was awake; only that it had something to do with Shalimar.
He turned over on his back and nearly had a heart attack.
She was kneeling by his bed, her eyes meeting his as he turned slowly to face her. He swallowed hard; in a baby doll nightie, her hair in a golden swirl around her face and shoulders, cherry lips glistening in the moonlight, smooth tanned skin exposed in an R-rated amount - he could feel his heart rate escalating and the body temperature skyrocketing.
"Shal?" he questioned hoarsely. "You okay?"
She nodded and climbed onto the bed to curl up next to him in a sitting position. He was suddenly very aware of his bare chest, but kept his eyes rooted to hers.
"I was feeling scared." She admitted.
"You don't have to be," he said, sitting up and touching her shoulder. "Nothing will hurt you now, and I'll always be here."
She shook her head. "I was scared of hurting you," she explained. Seeing his perplexed expression, she added: "I want to stay with you and be with you, but I'm scared of becoming feral and hurting you."
Brennan's jaw clenched. "Shal," he said, his voice gentle but his eyes blazing, "You could never hurt me. You don't have to be afraid of your feral side. It's a part of you, and I love every part of you."
"You love me?" she sounded like a lost little girl.
He leaned forward and slid his arms around her waist, pulling her close. "I love you more than you'll ever know, and I'll love you forever." He murmured huskily into the warm, silken skin of her neck. He kissed her neck gently and felt a shiver run down her spine.
Her back was to him, so he could kiss down her neck and along her shoulders, feeling the heat rise in her body. She whimpered: "Don't, Brennan. I might go feral."
"And what's wrong with that?" he asked, chuckling.
She sighed. "Do you really want to know?"
He stopped kissing her and drew her tightly into his arms, letting her nestle against his chest. "Yes, I want to know."
The slight trembling of her body told him she was crying, but as he tried to soothe her, she spoke rather tremulously: "At night, Max - Max would figure out ways to make me go feral, even though I tried not to. He'd argue with me, or - hit me - " Brennan's jaw hardened, " - or something like that. And once I was feral - he'd flash his eyes too - and he'd use the feral attraction against me by - by forcing himself on me!" she broke down, sobbing heavily into Brennan's chest.
He tightened his arms around her and kissed her hair. "Shhh, it's okay," he mumbled. "He's dead, he can never hurt you again."
- And thank God for him that he's dead, - Brennan thought angrily. - Or I might have made him suffer worse than he did. -
"Is that why you're scared to be feral again?" Brennan asked. "Because you think you might force yourself on us and hurt us?"
She nodded shakily. "I don't want to hurt you."
"You won't." he promised, and he bent his mouth to hers, kissing her deeply and tenderly so that she would know exactly how much he loved her and how much he would always love her.
Soon, it was as if the walls were breaking down and melting away; she kissed him back and her arms wound around his neck. Her mouth burst from his only to trail hotly down his neck and to his chest. Every muscle in his body went tight as he struggled for control.
They made love, slowly and sweetly, with equal passion and thrill on both sides. And then, when they were finally done, Shalimar snuggled beside Brennan on the bed and whispered: "I'll love you forever too, Bren."
That was all he needed for his heart to soar and his face to break into a grin of pure joy. "You'll be one of us again soon, Shal," he promised. "Jesse and Adam and Emma will be as thrilled as I am."
"I hope so," she said, rolling over so that she was lying on top of him and looking into his eyes. "I'm glad to be home again." She smiled, the first real smile lighting up her face and making her look like a dream come true.
And she was, Brennan decided. She was everything he had ever dreamed of, and ever wanted.
"What's so funny?" she asked indignantly, when he began to grin and then chuckle.
Brennan grinned at her. "I was just thinking about how we're going to spar from now on. You'll be so desperate to jump me that we probably won't ever get any training done. Little vixen!"
She laughed and stared down at him. He watched in joyful amazement as her eyes flashed gold.
"Watch it, smart ass." She dug her fingernails into his side, making him jerk from the ticklish sensation and yelp for mercy.
As far as he was concerned, she could spend the rest of her life with him making him beg for mercy. All that mattered now was that their resident feral had resurfaced.
Shalimar Fox was back, and this time, she was going to stay.
** FINIS
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A/N: Any warm, fuzzy feelings of happiness? Please review and tell me what you think of this ending and this story. Enjoy, and I'll catch ya guys soon!
Luv always, Me
Chapter Twelve: Love You Forever
**
Brennan awoke with a start. He didn't know why he was awake; only that it had something to do with Shalimar.
He turned over on his back and nearly had a heart attack.
She was kneeling by his bed, her eyes meeting his as he turned slowly to face her. He swallowed hard; in a baby doll nightie, her hair in a golden swirl around her face and shoulders, cherry lips glistening in the moonlight, smooth tanned skin exposed in an R-rated amount - he could feel his heart rate escalating and the body temperature skyrocketing.
"Shal?" he questioned hoarsely. "You okay?"
She nodded and climbed onto the bed to curl up next to him in a sitting position. He was suddenly very aware of his bare chest, but kept his eyes rooted to hers.
"I was feeling scared." She admitted.
"You don't have to be," he said, sitting up and touching her shoulder. "Nothing will hurt you now, and I'll always be here."
She shook her head. "I was scared of hurting you," she explained. Seeing his perplexed expression, she added: "I want to stay with you and be with you, but I'm scared of becoming feral and hurting you."
Brennan's jaw clenched. "Shal," he said, his voice gentle but his eyes blazing, "You could never hurt me. You don't have to be afraid of your feral side. It's a part of you, and I love every part of you."
"You love me?" she sounded like a lost little girl.
He leaned forward and slid his arms around her waist, pulling her close. "I love you more than you'll ever know, and I'll love you forever." He murmured huskily into the warm, silken skin of her neck. He kissed her neck gently and felt a shiver run down her spine.
Her back was to him, so he could kiss down her neck and along her shoulders, feeling the heat rise in her body. She whimpered: "Don't, Brennan. I might go feral."
"And what's wrong with that?" he asked, chuckling.
She sighed. "Do you really want to know?"
He stopped kissing her and drew her tightly into his arms, letting her nestle against his chest. "Yes, I want to know."
The slight trembling of her body told him she was crying, but as he tried to soothe her, she spoke rather tremulously: "At night, Max - Max would figure out ways to make me go feral, even though I tried not to. He'd argue with me, or - hit me - " Brennan's jaw hardened, " - or something like that. And once I was feral - he'd flash his eyes too - and he'd use the feral attraction against me by - by forcing himself on me!" she broke down, sobbing heavily into Brennan's chest.
He tightened his arms around her and kissed her hair. "Shhh, it's okay," he mumbled. "He's dead, he can never hurt you again."
- And thank God for him that he's dead, - Brennan thought angrily. - Or I might have made him suffer worse than he did. -
"Is that why you're scared to be feral again?" Brennan asked. "Because you think you might force yourself on us and hurt us?"
She nodded shakily. "I don't want to hurt you."
"You won't." he promised, and he bent his mouth to hers, kissing her deeply and tenderly so that she would know exactly how much he loved her and how much he would always love her.
Soon, it was as if the walls were breaking down and melting away; she kissed him back and her arms wound around his neck. Her mouth burst from his only to trail hotly down his neck and to his chest. Every muscle in his body went tight as he struggled for control.
They made love, slowly and sweetly, with equal passion and thrill on both sides. And then, when they were finally done, Shalimar snuggled beside Brennan on the bed and whispered: "I'll love you forever too, Bren."
That was all he needed for his heart to soar and his face to break into a grin of pure joy. "You'll be one of us again soon, Shal," he promised. "Jesse and Adam and Emma will be as thrilled as I am."
"I hope so," she said, rolling over so that she was lying on top of him and looking into his eyes. "I'm glad to be home again." She smiled, the first real smile lighting up her face and making her look like a dream come true.
And she was, Brennan decided. She was everything he had ever dreamed of, and ever wanted.
"What's so funny?" she asked indignantly, when he began to grin and then chuckle.
Brennan grinned at her. "I was just thinking about how we're going to spar from now on. You'll be so desperate to jump me that we probably won't ever get any training done. Little vixen!"
She laughed and stared down at him. He watched in joyful amazement as her eyes flashed gold.
"Watch it, smart ass." She dug her fingernails into his side, making him jerk from the ticklish sensation and yelp for mercy.
As far as he was concerned, she could spend the rest of her life with him making him beg for mercy. All that mattered now was that their resident feral had resurfaced.
Shalimar Fox was back, and this time, she was going to stay.
** FINIS
**
A/N: Any warm, fuzzy feelings of happiness? Please review and tell me what you think of this ending and this story. Enjoy, and I'll catch ya guys soon!
Luv always, Me
