Disclaimer: As much as I still love Balem, I haven't come to own him in the past year. Cosplayed as him but I'm having trouble owning him. Bummer. But I do own Amoya and several characters that I made up for this series!

Chapter 6: The Fairytale

"I'm hungry."

Balem started as he turned off the data pad. It took half an hour to explain to Mr. Night their newest venture. After reassuring them that it will be half done before they leave, they hanged up only for Amoya to suddenly make the proclamation.

Balem had to blink a few times to process her statement.

"What do you wish to eat, Amoya?" he finally asked lightly.

Amoya thought for a moment before she was suddenly grinning. "I think we need a treat." She leaned forward. "Mr. Deltos..."

Balem frowned as Amoya told him the directions. He had no idea where they were going and asking his wife yielded no results except for a "Trust me."

Be that as it may, he didn't exactly trust the grin that was plastered on Amoya's face.

By the time they pulled up to the restaurant, Balem could see why.

"Amoya..." he growled.

Amoya smiled as she was already opening the door and stepping out. Balem stepped out of the car and turned and looked at her over the top of the car.

"No." he said.

Amoya pouted, "Come on! I haven't had one in about a month. Surely, I think I've earned it, since I've been a very good girl." She widened her eyes and tilted her head, poking her lips out.

Balem growled under his breath, "Amoya. I am not eating pizza."

"You've never had it."

"I don't want it."

"Bay-Laaamb!" Amoya whined.

Balem winced and looking at the driver who was angled in a way to not be intrusive yet he could see his eyes shining with mirth. He sighed, "Entertain yourself", he instructed.

Mr. Deltos twisted a little and gave a bow acknowledging his statement.

Amoya gave a whoop and Balem glared at her. "Sorry unbecoming a Queen, right?" she beamed.

Balem sighed deeply as Amoya walked around the car. Automatically, he offered his arm and she took it as they made their way into Donnerizza.

"The devil is all this?" Balem asked looking over their menus.

"Really? After the things you've been eating, pizza is so abnormal?" Amoya asked glancing over her own menu.

"At least the things I eat are healthy."

Amoya rolled her eyes, "Right because lizard brains are so healthy."

Balem glared at her over his menu and spoke with a drawl, "Okay first off they are Gusarks brains and secondly I never heard you complaining."

"First off, you say that like it makes a difference...", laughed Amoya making Balem roll his eyes and turn back to studying the menu as Amoya continued, "...And secondly, exactly! So trust your wife!"

Balem found the menu was being plucked from his hands and he stared at the empty space incomprehensibly for a moment.

Finally he looked up at her and intoned, "I was reading that."

"Why bother? Not like you know what you are looking at." Amoya grinned saucily.

Balem raised an hand to his head and muttered under his breath. "If you weren't carrying my child..."

Amoya just laughed as the waitress came to take their order. "We will both have personal pizzas. I will have pepponi, ham and onions and he will have vegetarian delight."

Balem winkled his nose but said nothing. They sat in comfortable silence until their pizzas were delivered. Amoya dove into hers while Balem inspected it. His had an assortment of vegetables on it. But he watched as a piece of cheese oozed down the crust. He looked up at Amoya who was munching happily.

Balem poked at the pizza before looking around the table.

"What are you looking for?" Amoya asked.

"A knife and fork."

Amoya groaned and hung her had once before it popped up. "No, Balem. I'm not about to suffer someone eating pizza with a knife and fork. We are not in court. We are in the Caribbean! Loosen up and enjoy yourself!"

Balem's nose winkled once before he gingerly picked up a slice of pizza observing the way Amoy held hers. He stared at it a long moment before taking a bite. He chewed slowly and swallowed. Amoya had paused to watch him.

She looked at him apprehensively, "How is it?"

"Hm."

"What means that?" asked Amoya, playing up her accent, as she leaned forward.

Balem took another bite, this time at a normal pace. "Not bad." he whisphered.

Amoya squealed. "Yes!" she dropped her piece onto her plate and fist pump. "I didn't marry a man who doesn't like pizza."

Balem glared at her, "Eat your pizza Amoya." he growled.

Amoya gave him an angelic smile and picked her piece. She offered it to Balem who stared at it a moment before biting off a piece. He frowned as he swallowed. "I like mine better", he said.

Amoya just grinned. "As long as you like pizza. I'm good."

After finishing their pizzas they left. The sun was slowly bathing the landscape in an orange glow.

Mr. Deltos opened the door for Amoya who paused to whisper something to him. Balem raised an eyebrow as he got into the car. Once on the road, he turned to Amoya.

"What was that about?" he asked mildly.

She looked at him with a secret smile. "A surprise."

Balem just raised an eyebrow.

Eventually they stopped on a hill, overlooking the ocean. Balem looked out her window, "Is this it?"

"Yes, in part."

Balem's eyes narrowed once before he got out of the car. He noticed that Amoya hadn't gotten out yet. He walked around to her side and opened the door.

"Thank you." Amoya smiled as he helped her out of the car before closing the door. He glanced at the driver who only smiled.

Amoya slipped her hand into his and began to lead him down the small walk pathway. As they walked they got closer to the beach. Excitement and a sense of nervousness, was what Balem sensed from his wife. He was silent as he let Amoya lead him.

Finally he could stand it no longer, "Where are you taking me?" he asked, "We could see the ocean just fine where we were and besides you've had an active day and need to rest."

Amoya waved him away with the other hand just as she let out a small laugh and stopped. "We are here!"

Balem looked around. They were standing at the entrance of the beach. Amoya slipped off her sandals. She went to bend down but Balem's hand stayed her. He reached down and picked her sandals.

"I want to show you something." she pulled at him.

They walked leisurely across the beach. Amoya finally stopped and faced the ocean. She cocked her head and began moving around.

Balem watched her take a step forward and one back.

Two the side.

Four paces diagonal...

"Woman, what are you doing?" he finally asked slightly exasperated.

"Found it." came the soft voice.

She was a few paces away so Balem crossed the distance joining her. Instinctively he looked around, "Found what?"

All he could see was the ocean anyway.

"The waterline comes up further than it did back then. Do you see that rock sticking out of the water?" she asked pointing to it.

Balem followed her finger. He quickly found the rock she was pointing at. "Yes. Your point?" he inquired.

"You really don't recognize this place? Even if it's been close to two hundred years and the landscape has changed."

Balem looked around, studying the landscape. "Should I?" he asked finally.

"There once was a young woman, who danced on the beach. Who talked to the stars..." Amoya began to recite turning to look at him.

Balem's cocked his head and raised an eyebrow.

Amoya gave an exasperated sigh before turning to look at the waves lapping as she continued, "A woman who didn't know someone was listening. Or that perhaps she was talking to someone. And wouldn't know, until these tall dinosaur like creatures came searching for her."

Suddenly it clicked in Balem's head and his eyes widen, as it hit him. He said nothing though as he continued to listen.

"She was very afraid and hid behind that rock." Amoya gestured to the rock, "And those creatures snatched her from her beloved beach and took her to a faraway land. A land with a child-like annoying prince. At first all she wanted was to go home and spent all her time trying to get back to the place she once called home."

Balem stared enraptured at her. When she stopped he found he wanted her to go on, "And then...what happens?" he asked.

"The prince and young woman didn't like each other at first. They each thought the other was a pain, an annoyance. Until one day, they found that perhaps there was something there. Something there, that perhaps they each wondered why they didn't see it there before..." Amoya gazed out at the ocean as she trailed off.

"And then?" Balem's voice was barely a thread of sound. Amoya felt the heat of his body as he stood over her.

She smiled once lowering her eyes. Her long lashed fanning her cheek, "What happens in all fairytales? They fell in love, of course."

"Did the young woman ever wish to go back to her beloved beach?" he asked his voice husky.

Amoya leaned into Balem's chest. "Did she? Perhaps at one time that is all she wished for. But then she realized that beach was merely an anchor. A way to keep her sanity until she could get out."

"Out?"

Amoya nodded as Balem's arms came around her. "She had found the home that she had been searching her whole life for."

The former Earthling looked at Balem whose eyes were hooded as he stared down at her. "The stars answered her prayers in a way she couldn't even dream of. I would say that of course the prince and young woman lived happily ever after, but that would imply the story actually stopped."

"And it hasn't?"

Amoya reached down to rest her hand on her stomach. "Naturally."

Balem bared it no longer as he reached down and captured his wife's lips. His hand came to the back of her head to hold her. She gasped into the kiss and pulled back abruptly, her eyes wide.

"What is it?" he asked.

Amoya gasped once and grabbed Balem's hand and rested it on her stomach. Before he could ask again, he felt a knock. His own eyes widen involuntarily.

"Did you feel that?" Amoya asked.

"Is that?"

Amoya laughed once, "Yes, Balem. Your child is kicking."

Balem pulled back and looked at her stomach. He rested both hands on her stomach as her own rested on his shoulders. The baby kicked again. He sucked in a breath and felt a sense of pride he had never felt wash over him.

"Well, my child. It seems you have finally graced us with your presence." he spoke softly.

As if the child could hear him, it kicked again. Balem smirk while Amoya gave a laugh.

"As expected of the heir of the Abrasax Corporation."

He looked up at Amoya. He gazed deeply into her eyes, before allowing his gaze to trail her figure before returning to her eyes. Then he leaned down and captured her lips just as the last sun rays disappeared for the night.

TBC...