Chapter 15

Uncle Milford left for Bessie's at 6:45 that night. It didn't take fifteen minutes to walk to Bessie's house but Uncle Milford didn't want to be late. He and Stephanie had already eaten dinner and she was resting on the couch reading one of her favorite books. Her bruise was looking better and she was feeling better. At the end of the chapter, she got up and put the ice pack back into the freezer and looked at the clock. It was nine o'clock already and Uncle Milford wasn't back yet. Stephanie locked the front door and shut the lights off downstairs. She climbed the stairs and went into her room. Picking out some pajamas she went across the hall to the bathroom. When she finished washing up and changing her clothes she turned on her radio and laid in bed.

Stephanie didn't feel like sleeping but sometimes laying in bed and listening to the radio helped. Since she had discussed the nightmare with Sportacus, she wasn't afraid to fall asleep. Then a good song came on the radio and she started to sing along.

"Where have all the good men gone and where are all the gods?
Where's the streetwise Hercules to fight the rising odds?
Isn't there a white knight upon a fiery steed?
Late at night I toss and I turn and I dream of what I need

I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero till the end of the night
he's gotta be strong and he's gotta be fast
and he's gotta be fresh from the fight
I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero till the morning light
He's gotta be sure and he's gotta be soon
And he's gotta be larger than life
Larger than life

Somewhere after midnight
In my wildest fantasies
Somewhere just beyond my reach
There's someone reaching back for me
Racing on the thunder and rising with the heat
It's gonna take a Superman to sweep me off my feet

I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero till the end of the night
he's gotta be strong and he's gotta be fast
and he's gotta be fresh from the fight
I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero till the morning light
He's gotta be sure and he's gotta be soon
And he's gotta be larger than life
Larger than life

Up where the mountains meet the heavens above
Out where the lightning strikes the sea
I would swear that there's someone somewhere watching me
Through the wind and the chill and the rain
and the storm and the flood
I can feel his approach like a fire in my blood

I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero till the end of the night
he's gotta be strong and he's gotta be fast
and he's gotta be fresh from the fight
I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero till the morning light
He's gotta be sure and he's gotta be soon
And he's gotta be larger than life
Larger than life"

Then Stephanie heard a noise outside as the song finished. She got up and went over to the window and came face to face with Sportacus.

"You rang?" He asked smiling as Stephanie helped him in off the trellis.

"I did?" She had a confused look on her face.

"I heard you singing along with that song and thought you might need some company." Sportacus explained brushing off the dirt into the garbage can.

"I thought above average heroes had to go to bed early. It's almost nine thirty aren't you past your bedtime?" She teased.

"Well then if you don't want me here I'll go." Sportacus said, pretending to be hurt. Stephanie smiled and threw her arms around him.

"If I had my way you'd never leave me." She told Sportacus. He blushed and held her in his arms. Then the two of them sat down on Stephanie's bad and talked until Stephanie's eyes began to droop. Sportacus leaned over to kiss her goodnight. As he did she took his face in her hands and looked him straight in the eyes. The piercing Icelandic baby blues showed some confusion as she pressed her lips to his. All their kisses had been little polite ones but not this time. As first Sportacus held back, not sure what he should do. Stephanie began to pull away at his reluctance. However, he had made up his mind. Sportacus pulled her close and there was no holding back. Neither one of them. They feasted on each other's lips and played a little tonsil hockey. When they parted both were out of breath.

"I love you." Stephanie gasped.

"And I love you, my dear Stephanie. Good night." Sportacus tucked her in, kissed her forehead, and climbed back down the trellis. Stephanie went to sleep with a big smile on her face and in her heart.

The End

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