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Chapter 20: That Honeymoon Feeling
Ron opened his eyes slowly; "This isn't my room." He said softly. Then he remembered. He was in the villa loaned by Mr. Paisley. He thought back to the last twelve or so hours.
He and Kim, his new bride, had been taken in the limousine, surprisingly, to the airport and shuttled to the lodge in Paisleys' personal helicopter. When they landed the house staff, a married couple, the butler and a maid/cook greeted them. Ron had tried to convince the pair to reconsider giving up their holiday to wait on them, but they would not hear of it. Kim had to get Ron to relax as the couple set about bringing in the luggage from the helipad. Kim slid her arm into Ron's and she led him off to the house following the path through the trees and up to the wide front porch.
Ron stood at the base of the steps leading up the front door not believing the immense size of the villa. It had to be the size of a small hotel with a porch stretching from one end to the other and wrapping around the sides. He looked up and up, it had to be at least three stories tall and a great room could be seen through the windows above the entrance. Slowly they made their way up to the front door. Kim reached for the doorknob but Ron stopped her.
"No you don't KP, we are so going to do this the right way." Holding out his hand to stop her. She just looked at him like he was insane. That changed as he opened the door and picked her up quickly.
"Put me down Ron. What are you doing?" Kim protested.
"I am going to carry you across the threshold. The proper way to bring your bride into the honeymoon lodge Kim." He smiled as he stepped into the foyer. Setting her back down he turned to close the door. Returning to her he started to remove his coat until a pair of roaming hands assaulted him.
"Ronnie…" Kim purred, "Are you feeling better now?" as she slid her arms around him, his still hung up in his coat.
"Let me get this coat off and I will show you."
Kim took a half step back as he removed his coat and hung it on a rack next to the door. Before she could react he swept her up in his arms twirling her around. Holding her high above him he just smiled, and slowly brought her slowly down until their lips touched lightly. Ron's eyes twinkled brightly as he looked deeply into hers, gently he set her back down on her own feet, they drew in closer and began kissing slowly, then more deeply, eventually what began as small kisses grew into an exercise in deep sea diving. Quick gasps for breath escaped between passionate moans. Passion took an intermission as Kim laid her head on his shoulder. She let out a shocked squeal as Ron once again picked her up and made his way into the main room. Without setting her down Ron seated him self in front of the fireplace with Kim on his lap, her arms still locked around his neck.
Kim looked into his eyes through lowered lids. "Ron… you never answered my question. How are you feeling? You had me terrified this morning when you…" she paused feeling suddenly uncomfortable, "…collapsed after the ceremony."
Ron just caressed her crimson tresses, pulling her closer. "I'm fine Kim. Like I said before it has just been a really stressful day with everything. It's no big."
Kim stood and took Rons hand. "Come on…it's getting late, and I want to go to bed."
"But Kim…" Ron started to object until Kim planted a kiss on his lips, effectively silencing him.
All Ron remembered was Kim leading him up the stairs to the suite that had been made up. A giant room by any other comparison, it had a California king for a bed and a large fireplace crackling with a roaring fire. A large rug set in front of a cozy loveseat draped with over sized quilts set the stage for a romantic evening beneath a Christmas moon.
Kim took Ron to the sofa and set him down, never releasing her gentle grasp. Folding a leg under herself she sat down looking him in the eyes. She took his hand and placed it over her heart. "Ron… Can you feel that? The beating of my heart… When you told me you were leaving, I thought it would tear into so many pieces, but when you came back I thought I would never get it to slow down. Right now I want to feel yours beating next to mine."
Ron couldn't find the words as Kim moved over to sit across his lap. Slowly he put his arms around her and began again where they had left off downstairs. Kim briefly released his neck to pull a quilt from the back of the sofa over them. Passion she long since thought would pass into the night with Ron came barreling back to her like a raging river. So engulfed in the moment she never felt Ron pick her up, still wrapped in the quilt, until he lay her down in the giant bed. The light from the fire flickered in their eyes as the love they found drowned out all evidence of the world from their thoughts. On this Christmas night another celebration took place, one to remind the world that love could conquer most any adversity.
Returning to the here and now, Ron looked back at the frock of auburn hair splayed across his chest. Gently he ran his fingers through it marveling at the soft texture, with an intake of slow breath he caught the scent of fresh strawberry. Carefully he kissed her forehead and untangled himself from his wife. Without making undue noise he slipped on a robe and headed for the bathroom.
From a small case he pulled out a bottle of pills and set them on the counter. 'How much longer can I keep this from her? I don't like holding back from her, but I guess it's better than having her mother hen me.' Ron thought. Reaching back into the bag he pulled out a syringe and a vial. He ran the water for a second and filled a glass from the counter and took two of the pills. With a drawn look in his eyes he removed the cap from the syringe and plunged it in to the vial, inverting it he drew in an amount of the medication and removed the needle from the vial. He squirted out a little to remove any air from the solution and set it down on the counter. He tied off his arm with a small length of rubber tubing and set about finding the vein to inject. He found the spot quickly, with his growing emaciated frame it wasn't hard to find the capillaries. Quickly he made the injection and removed the tubing to allow the medication to circulate. Every day it took longer for the effects to make themselves present. As he waited for a couple of minutes he wondered if today was the day the relief would never come.
Ron was so intent on taking the medication and the wait for his reaction he never saw the door move slightly, or the tear filled eyes watching him from the other side. Many minutes passed as Ron stood propped against the bathroom vanity waiting for his strength to return. As he was placing a sealer over the puncture mark he heard Kim call out for him from the other room.
Ron pushed the pain from his mind as he emerged from the bathroom with a smile just for her, "I'm right here Kim, Did you need something?"
Kim lay half covered under the blanket propped up on an elbow with a devious grin. "Just you baby." A request he readily acceded to as he slipped back between the sheets. Kim shivered slightly at feeling the heat of his body return next to hers. Soon the pangs of hunger intervened in their morning and it was decided that it was time for breakfast. Ron was allowed to shower first, he dressed and went down stairs heading for the kitchen.
"Mr. Stoppable… we were just going to start breakfast. What would you and your bride like?"
"Well Albert, I was going to just have some eggs with toast and juice, and I think Kim would like a grapefruit with a bagel with cream cheese, and we would like a pot of coffee too… if it's not too much trouble?"
"No sir… no trouble at all. You just go back upstairs and relax. I will be up with your meal in thirty minutes. Would you like the morning paper too?"
"That would be great. I'll see you in thirty then." And Ron returned to the suite.
Ron slowly climbed the stairs back to the suite. When he entered the door he could still hear the shower running. Looking around the room he spotted his medicine case sticking out of his duffel. Quickly he moved over to slide it further down into the bag. Trouble averted; he went back to the couch and sat down watching the light dusting of snow falling from the trees off in the distance. He began to feel relaxed and closed his eyes for a second.
"Ron… Ron wake up… Oh, Ron please wake up…" Kim cried shaking his shoulder.
Ron slowly opened his eyes to see the almost hysterical look on Kim's face. "I'm awake KP… take it easy everything is fine."
"Ron I have been trying to wake you for a few minutes already, and when you didn't move…" Kim started crying harder as she relived her greatest fear. "I thought I lost you Ron."
"It's going to take more than a little nap to take me from your side." He said smiling.
Kim just threw her arms around him as her fears came flooding back. A low groan escaped his throat as she hung on ever tighter. She was shaking like a leaf when he slid his arms around her.
Kim tried to put it all together between sobs, "Ron, I have known this would happen since before we went back to school, I know I said I could deal with it, but I can't help how I feel, I'm so afraid…"
Ron pulled her closer and whispered in her ear, "Don't be afraid Kim, not of this. I was so afraid before I told you the truth. When I did I felt it all just melt away, as long as you and I are together I don't feel afraid, the fear is just gone. You have always given me the strength to do what needs to be done." He pulled back to look her in the eyes, "I would have been dead long before now if I didn't have you. Kim it's you that has given me the reason to live."
Kim clung even tighter around his neck.
"I don't want to die Kim. I want to stay with you and be your husband. I want to graduate from school and spend forever in your arms." His voice went quiet. "I want to spend a lifetime with you. I don't know if I can spend a minute without you. I may yet make it in to heaven, but even there it will be some time before I can see you again, and I don't think I can face the possibility of even one minute without you, even heaven would become hell."
Kim started to weep, the weeping became crying, and the crying became out and out bawling. She realized just how much Ron really needed her; everything they had ever done had led them to this moment. She saw the progression of their relationship. From their first meeting on the Pre-K playground, to the first mission, all the awkward moments when she had felt the underlying need to feel his arms around her, or simply the need to feel him next to her. Sure there had been tense moments throughout, but the close and tender ones were the ones she held close to her heart. All the time he had been there for her, only her, giving comfort in her times of sorrow. A shoulder for her to rest upon when sleep wouldn't come to her, his love and compassion there for her to draw from when her own had deserted her. His love for her.
Ron stroked her hair breathing in her heavenly scent, "KP, let's just get ready for breakfast, it should be up any time now. I don't want to dwell on the future, well too far in the future anyway. I just want to spend the time we have here with you and I think we deserve to take the time for us. We have another day or two before we go back for the reception, and we also have New Years Eve to think about. We should decide where and how we want to celebrate it."
Kim settled down as she wiped her eyes and nose with a tissue. She looked at Ron sadly and sniffed, "I don't care where we go, or what we do as long as we are together.
Ron took her hand in his, placing them back over her heart. "KP, I will always be here, right here, in your heart. If things look their bleakest, remember I will always be with you." His eyes began to tear as he pulled her hand to cover his own heart, "Just as a part of you will always be in here… with me."
Over the next two days Kim felt more complete than she ever had. With Ron at her side and in her arms it felt so right. That was until the last day.
As they were making their way back to the helipad to return home, Ron once again had sunk to his knees in pain. The pain was so great Ron couldn't move. Albert had come to assist Kim in getting him into the helicopter. Instead of returning to the airport Kim had the pilot divert to the hospital. As the pilot radioed ahead to alert them to the incoming emergency; Ron lay in her lap, grimaced in pain.
Briefly he opened his eyes seeing the anguish on her face. "KP… whatever they say, make sure we end up back home, your home. I don't want to end it in a cold and sterile, unfeeling place. I want to be with you when it happens… I don't want to be alone again…"
She took his hand and squeezed it tightly as her tears started. "You're always in my heart Ron, just like I'm in yours. You'll never be alone again."