Author's Note: To answer some comments from the last chapter, Emma and Dean have been on the island for 6 months and they will be there for about 5 years, after this chapter a plan to skip ahead farther along in the pregnancy, and then again until the end of the five years. This story is going be about 20-25 chapters along. I also have planned a sequel to this story so hang on for that. Vote for gender and names. Please read and review!

Disclaimer: I don't own The Blue Lagoon: The Awaking.

Waiting by 3sth3r

Chapter 8: Recovery

Emma's POV

It's been almost a week since the jaguar bit me and I feel fine. A fever, a few chilly nights later and I wake up better than I had nights ago. I stretch and move around the house, I organize a bit. I mean what else can I do. I sit on the side of the house with my leg hanging off the side. I finally decide where everything will be once the houses are finish. I even have planned a garden both the houses so that we will not have to go so far for berries anymore.

With the sun in the sky watch Dean has become a hobby of mine of the last two days. In the morning he seems as slow as a slug but by midday he is a fast a buzzing bee. But I don't only watch Dean. I watch the birds and the plant bloom each day. But today I will move. I stand up and go down the steps.

Taking a stick and start to map out the perimeter of my garden, I place tall stick at each corner of my large rectangle. I began collecting sticks and placing them along the borders that I have created. But before I can finish I hear Dean, "Emma, what are you doing out of bed?" I take a deep breath in and turn towards him.

"I want to go for a walk but then I thought that you wouldn't like it. So I thought that maybe planning a garden so we will not go so far for berries." I said. Dean still looks unhappy by my answer. "Fine, I'll go back to bed if you want." I turn to move up the steps again. But dean pulls at my wrist and spins me around.

"No." He says, "You should get some exercise. I have just been…will you know." Dean doesn't have to say it, but I know he means will. He must have been so stressed out that he was going out of his mind. "Can I help you with your little project?" he says with a smile, pointing to the walls of sticks.

"Sure." Dean picked up the sticks in my hands, "Make sure that sticks stick up straight. Ok." Dean nodded. He starts to place the sticks the way I want to.

"Do you think that limp will go away?" Dean asks as he notices the small but noticeable limp I have. It still hurts to comfortably walk on my left leg.

"Yea, it just needs time." I hope that it just a minor thin that will go away, but considering I got this limp form a jaguar biting into my flesh. "At least I hope it does."

After placing all of the sticks into a rectangle shape with a space to move into the space were done. I asked Dean to cut into the ground and dig up the soil with a dry up plant. Then I ordered Dean to dig up certain berry plants only one of each in order to test which one would work best. "There." Dean said after planting the last berry plant.

"What still do you want to do?" Dean asked. I shrugged my shoulder and look out into the forest. Even with the sun hanging in the sky just over the horizon, I can only think of one thing to end this day.

I reach for Dean's hand and I pull him towards the waterfall. We strip down and swim into the water. We swim in circles, Dean holds me in his arms as we float. Time passes as we swim and by the time we come back the sun has set. We dry off and dress.

"Come." I motion for Dean to follow me up the stairs one of the houses we've been staying in. I lead to the makeshift bed, "Take me." I whisper. I ache for his touch. I kiss him softly on the lips. I feel him kiss me back and wonder the last time I kissed him like this, hungry for him. I moan into his kiss when his lips become feverish and passionate against mine. He breaks the kiss and looks into my eyes, asking my permission. I nod.

His hands cup the back of my head and he pull in a passionate kiss. We undress quickly and I let his hands roam freely around my body. I pull him down on top of me. He leaves a trail of kisses down my neck, takes my breast in his mouth and sucks. A damp wetness pools between my legs. "Dean" I whisper in pleasure. Dean kneels in between my legs.

Dean uses his fingers pushes one inside of me. He pulses the finger over and over again. He then adds another finger and continues to move his fingers in and out. "Dean," I breathe. Hi mouth is still on my breast slowly sucking my nipple. "O, god, Dean." I whisper as the waves of pleasure overwhelm me.

He slowly slips his fingers out of me. I groan. Dean releases my breast and plants a swift kiss on my lips. "Are you sure you feel ok?" He asks.

I nod. "I feel better than I have all week." I kiss him and push my tongue into my mouth. He pushes his tongue into my mouth and enters me. I gasp. Slowly he moves, but I dig my nails into his backside egging him faster, even thrusting my hip towards him to encourage him more. But he keeps to his slowly torturous pace. "Dean, please." I beg but he doesn't move any faster. I climb slowly. "Dean" I groan. I know he want to move as fast as I do but he want to move slow to protect me.

I whisper, "Dean," as I find my release. Dean keeps his slow pace for a few more thrust he spills into me and whispers mine name.

We fall on the hard floor and look into each other's eyes. "Thank you." I whisper.

"You are welcome. So what do you want to do tomorrow?"

To be continued…