My Beautiful

Note: I do not own the characters, and this story was inspired after listening to Lennon Murphy's My Beautiful.
Timeline: Dino Thunder A/U
Rating: PG13

His breath was on her cheek, as her tears splashed down her cheeks. Their foreheads were touching and his hands were on her skin. One hand caressed her cheek and the other was securely anchored on the back of her neck. Her hands were running through his hand and down his neck, her lips were parted as gently sobs pushed from her throat.

"Don't cry," he murmured, "Please don't cry," his voice was soft as he offered solace. She tried to form words, wanted to tell him exactly what she was thinking, and why her tears couldn't relieve the stress she was under.

Her breath began to come out faster, heavy and hard pants that only came faster. She was gasping for air as she began to hyperventilate. He gently moved his hands from her face and neck to her hips, gently moving her to a nearby couch. His hand's warmth radiated through the thin fabric of her skirt and she felt completely numb as she sat. The top fabric of her skirt began to bunch around her thigh and he forced himself not to notice, but had already seen the black mesh of the second layer of fabric.

She was oblivious to his wandering eyes as she sobbed, her body shaking. He was surprised slightly when she leaned forward and crumpled onto his chest. He wrapped his arms around her small body, pressing her to his body.

"Kira, what's wrong?" Tommy asked calmly, trying to calm her down still, afraid and touched that she came to him for comfort.

"You. Me. Us. This," she stated in between gasping sobs.

"What baby? What about us? What about this?" he asked, staring down at the top of her head.

"You want me, I can see it in your eyes. You were just staring at me like a wolf staring at a lamb," she said, pulling away to look in his eyes. Her eyes were dull as she whispered her next words, "I do too, but you don't love me. I know that in your eyes I'm still just a stupid teenager that has a great body and that's where all your interests will be."

Her words wounded him and he cupped her cheek. He locked eyes with her and made sure her couldn't look away. The intensity of their locked gaze made the tension in the room rise.

"I could never hurt you, Kira, that is not what I'm after. Never," he whispered and once again trailed his fingertips down her face. He gently brought her face to his and softly pressed his lips to hers. She kissed him back tears still pouring down her face, he gently broke it and wiped away her tears. Which flowed heavier as he did that. "Kira, its ok, please don't cry."

"Tommy, I can't help it, you're so sweet, and I know you wouldn't do that to me. I'm such an ass, accusing you of something you'd never do. I'm sorry for carrying on like a moron; it's just that I'm afraid. Given my limited past relationship history, I don't want to start something just to lose you, I don't know what I would do if I lost you," Tommy smiled and kissed her again.

"You won't lose me ever, I care about you too much to ever let you go," Tommy admitted, Kira let a smile creep on to her lips.

"How long have you felt like this?" she asked, he smiled and pulled her to his body again, holding her close. She pressed the side of her face to his chest, his heartbeat echoing through her ears.

"A long time Kira...since I first laid eyes on you. I knew at that moment that someday we would be together. Laws and rules didn't matter to me, only you did," he whispered, Kira smiled and then leaned up to kiss him.

"I'm glad to hear that, Tommy, that's why I was always willing to help you, just to be near you. After a while I needed to be near to feel safe, just to feel you near me," she confessed, he smiled and they simply held each other. Tommy closed his eyes and kissed the top of her head.

"My beautiful," he whispered, feeling complete that the girl he loved was finally in his arms.

Fin