He is Real

Chapter 43

Warnings: (Is there lemon anymore?) gore, language

*Author's Note: Not too many left, and now I'm also starting on the DMC story. I'm reading it and putting chapters as I go along, so they won't be up as soon as these go up. I don't actually know the warnings of the story yet, so I'll just put up the warnings that are in the chapter.

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No longer relaxing anymore, the five of you had to start getting ready to be on the move again. The town was nice, but still unsecured, and you knew it, everyone knew it. But taking Emily away from a place she could call home, just didn't feel right to you. But it couldn't be helped. She needed to be safe and staying in this town wouldn't regard that. You didn't want to argue with anyone, now was not that time. You kept all your opinions in your mind until they were absolutely, positively needed in the moment. For now, you did your job in packing everything useful when going back into the forest. You decided to start now rather then tomorrow and luckily for you there was a store in town that was made for that. But all that was needed to be taken needed to be light to carry. Holding heavy loads while running from danger wasn't going to work.

You were in Jessica's and your room, holding a small backpack in your hands, stuffing in a few piles of clean clothes.

The last thing you wanted was to wear the same attire for the passing weeks--if traveling in the forest would be that long.

But being as sure as you wanted to be you neatly placed them in the bag and plopped down on the bed, laying your back against your bed's mattress. You starred at the ceiling, breathing in softly. Things were going to become difficult, with having Emily and all. You had to take care of her, you felt as if you were her second mother, her guardian. And Emily looked up at you just the same. Bringing Emily along would have a guarantee that, Pongo was also joining, and that was perfect. Pongo was young, protective, and a brave dog. If anything went wrong, he would be next to protect Emily.

You smiled at the thought; it was warm to see a dog companion protecting it's owner, giving it's own life to save the human that gave him so much affection.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, startling you. You sat up. "Come in." The door slightly opened, revealing Leon behind it.

"Hey," he greeted, entering the room. You relaxed and grinned towards him.

"Hi," you greeted as well. "What's up?" He took a seat beside you.

"Nothing really, just wanted to see you," he answered. You blushed lightly, your smile widening. Ever since entering this town, you've grown far closer and attached to Leon, then ever. He has shown his affection, how he felt towards you. It was last night that he confessed he loved you and you hadn't hesitated to answer him back. And though you both loved each other, what would happen once everything was done? Rivera would be dead, Portugal becoming back to order, the parasites would be rounded up like cattle in order to protect the residents of this country but where did Leon and you stand in this? Leon was a government agent, being sent to countries to do whatever and you were studying in University, on vacation at the moment. But this was the least of your worries.

You lay back down, placing your head on his lap for comfort. He smiled, softly stroking your hair. "I've been wondering, how we are going to get Emily back home?" you asked.

"I'll get some of my co-workers back in America to track her family down and message them about her situation, and then get her a helicopter ride back. She's grown on you, huh?" Slowly you nodded.

"She's like the daughter I want once I get married, when ever that will be..." you trailed off. Marriage, would you and Leon go that far?

"I'm sure her parents will let you visit her from time to time," he replied. You lifted your head from his lap, looking towards him.

"And how about you? Will I get to visit you, too?" you asked. He looked away for a moment, unsure it seemed. He gazed back into your eyes.

"We'll think of something, all right?" You nodded and looked down at the backpack that lay up against the side of the bed.

"Two more days in this town," you whispered. "And then it's back to work."

Hours passed, and the darkness in the sky was spreading black. Although you had this night and tomorrow here, you wanted to do something special before going back to all seriousness. Maybe, tonight? Tomorrow, all of you would be busy, too busy to get together and have some fun one last time. But more then anything you wanted to spend some alone time with Leon. The thought of Luis and Jessica, and the way they spent their night got you thinking. Were yours and Leon's relationship ready for that step yet? Jessica and Luis didn't seem too hesitant, but then again, they did have a sip of alcohol, but nothing too vile that they didn't know what the hell they were doing. You could feel your body being ready, it was ready. Yes, you were a virgin and waiting for the right man to be the one to take that away from you, the last thing you needed was a mistake of judgment.

None of your past boyfriends had gone that far for you to even think about it, but with Leon...You knew he wouldn't hurt you like the other men if you gave them the opportunity. But given the opportunity, would he take it? Only he had the answers, and you were going to find them out tonight. Now that Luis and Jessica held a close bond, most likely they would be sharing his room together from now on and after Leon's confession last night you couldn't think of any other place to sleep.

"Hey, ________? You okay? You have this weird look in your eyes," Jessica woke you from the daydream of thoughts.

You shook your head.

"Yeah, fine. Sorry, I zoned out." She gave you an uncertain look.

"Hm, you've been doing that a little too often today. Are you sure everything is fine? Any problems?" she asked.

"No, no problems, every things all right. I'm just thinking a lot again, you know how I get."

"Yeah. Why don't you get some fresh air to clear your mind? Thinking too much isn't good for you." You nodded in agreement, handing her the wet wash cloth that you had been using to wash the dishes used in dinner. You stepped out of the restaurant into the night's breeze. You took a seat on the curb, resting your cheek in your hand. A clear mind.

That's what you needed. Just, a clear mind.

"Senorita? Is everything all right?" Luis' voice was heard by your side. You looked up just as he took a seat beside you.

Luis talked with Leon often; maybe you could ask him a few questions?

"Luis, can I ask you something?" you approached with caution.

"Go ahead."

"Would it seem strange for a woman to make a move?"

Luis grinned a bit. "I'm guessing this has to do with our amigo, Leon, no?" Shyly, you nodded. "Well, you have to understand this, Senorita, that Leon is a gentleman among women, he doesn't like to move too fast for them, you know?" You nodded for him to continue. "You don't have to do anything; he'll come around once he knows your ready, even if you have to tell him yourself." You looked down, thinking about it as you licked your teeth.

"That helps, really, thank you," you told him. He patted your shoulder.

"No problem."

After that discussion, you decided to find Emily. To your surprise, you found her keeping Leon company. Before, she had been shy when near him, but now she had gotten comfortable, but still she blushed. Emily was showing Leon some tricks she had taught Pongo by her grandmother's home. You smiled at the scene, Pongo rolling on the ground from Emily's instruction, while Leon watched, bending down to her level so she didn't feel so small towards him.

"Play dead, Pongo," she said. Pongo lay on the ground, not moving or blinking. You laughed a bit, giving away your current position. Emily looked up at you. "_______! _______! You have to see the new tricks Pongo can do!" she told you with enthusiasm. You smiled to her.

"Maybe tomorrow, Emily. It's getting late, and it's almost your bed time." She pouted. "Don't you do that face; I know your mother wouldn't have let you stay up later then your bed time."

"Aw," she mumbled.

"Now, go inside and get ready for bed, I'll come tuck you in after," you said. She nodded her head, muttering an okay before off she went inside with Pongo after her. Leon stood up, laughing silently.

"You're just like a mother to her," he remarked. You didn't know how to take that, was that a compliment or an insult? "I meant it in a good way," he answered without you asking.

You smiled. "Well, I have to start somewhere, don't I?" He walked over, wrapping his arms around your lower back.

"Are you already thinking of children?" he asked.

"No, I just know for sure that I want children in the future."

He nodded his head. "That's a good thing."

"How about you?"

"Someday..." he answered. A beep was then heard from the watch on your wrist. You had taken a new one from one of the shops. You looked down at the digital numbers. 9:00 p.m.

"I should go tuck her in," you gestured towards the door. He let go of you.

"I'll be in our room if you need me," he told you. Our room. That statement brought butterflies in your stomach. You nodded and walked into the house, walking up the stairs towards Emily's room. You turned on the hall way lights and made your way to her door. You startled her when you went into her room. She dropped the toys she was playing with and quickly jumped in her bed. You shook your head at her persistence of staying awake to play all day. You placed the sheets over her body, tucking in her cozily. Pongo jumped on the foot of the bed, circling around before he plopped down.

"When are we leaving?" Emily asked as she watched you.

"After tomorrow, in the morning."

"Are we going to find my Grandmamma?"

You gazed at her for a moment. For all Emily knew, her grandmother could already be dead. "We'll try...for now I want you to get some sleep, okay?" She nodded her head and you pressed your lips to her forehead. "Good night, and sweet dreams." Emily closed her eyes and you left the room after patting Pongo's head. You closed the door gently behind you and closed the hall way light when you met the stairs. You walked out the front door and walked back towards the motel. You knocked on Leon's door before entering; making sure you weren't barging in while he could be changing or something. Leon was in the washroom when you entered. How were you going to approach him about tonight? You hadn't had a clue. You decided to take a shower first before trying anything. You grabbed your pajamas and clean panties that lay neatly in the night tables drawer and laid them on your lap as you waited for the washroom to be unoccupied. Just then door opened.

"I didn't hear you come in," he remarked, gazing at you. You stood up.

"I'm just sneaky that way," you smirked, passing him and entered the washroom, closing and locking the door behind you. You turned on the shower head, placing your pajamas on the toilet and then getting out of your clothes. You stepped into the warm, running water, washing away the sweat of today's heat. You were done in ten to fifteen minutes.

You turned off the water and stepped out, grabbing a towel that hung on the wall and drying your hair and wet body.

You slipped on your panties, shorts, and spaghetti strap tank top, throwing your dirty clothes in a basket by the sink.

Your wet hair dripped over your shoulders as you stepped out. Not paying attention as you were fixing your shirt you felt two arms wrap around you, causing you to yelp.

Leon chuckled. "Mm, you smell good," he said, brushing his nose against your cheek and neck. You lightly giggled, feeling a little ticklish. He slightly pulled back, curling your wet hair with his fingers. At that moment you felt yourself lose control, that look in his eye, his touch. You smashed your lips against his, wrapping you arms around his neck as he returned your gesture. His fingers let go of you hair and brushed against the thin layer of your tank top. You felt your back lightly hit the wall behind you, your desire becoming aggressive, but you tried holding back. You both parted to catch your breaths, your noses brushing against each other.

You gazed into his eyes. How would you let him know you were ready? How could he figure it out? Suddenly Leon crashed his lips against yours, his body language growing with lust and you were barely catching up. His tongue thrust into your mouth, exploring it with quick actions. His pressure was overpowering yours. You felt his hands slide down to you hips, slowly moving their way under your shirt and touching you skin. You tensed up a bit, startled by his sudden eagerness until he suddenly pulled back.

"Sorry," he immediately apologized, the touch on your skin no longer there. He had taken notice by his aggressive actions and was afraid of moving too fast. You shook your head and pulled him closer, your foreheads touching.

"Why are you apologizing?" you asked him. You felt his hands hold your hips again, but gently.

"I don't want to force you into something you're not ready for," he whispered, his lips a breath away.

You lightly smiled. "What if I am ready?"

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*Author's Note: Okay, so it looks like this is getting into the lemon for Leon.... big problem though...... I can't find the next chapter! It goes from 43, to 45 on her page! What do I do!? Where the heck did she put the next chapter!