I am so sorry for the huge delay in updates, but unfortunately i was involved in a motorcycle accident and was hospitalized for a few days. I wasn't exactly in shape to write so i let myself get better so i could bring you something worth reading. I have to say, i was inspired by this whole thing. I hope you like what i have for you, and again, sorry for the delay. I'll try to keep myself from being hospitalized any time soon ;)

Disclaimer: I own nothing other than my creative license to bend this story how i see fit! ;)

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"Hello Ana. I missed you my beautiful girl." whispers a strange but kind of familiar voice. I can't really put my finger on it, but somehow, the tone of this voice, warm and friendly, makes me feel safe and at peace.

"I can't see you. Who are you? Where am i?" I ask, confused by the amount of light and absence of shades. This was a weird place to be in, I felt like someone had flashed a light straight into my eyes and I couldn't see anything but light. But even weirder was the calm in my heart. I was safe here, that I knew.

"Don't worry honey, you'll see better in no time. Here, take my hand, I'll help you. Trust me." The voice whispers again. I do as it said. Crazy as it might be to trust someone I couldn't even see, deep down I felt protected. And I swear I could feel some kind of calming aura emanating from this mystery person, wrapping around me, soothing my heart and telling me that everything was going to be ok.

As soon as I touch the palm of this person's hand, I feel the softest breeze circling me, awakening me, turning light into colors, shapes and shades, unraveling the beauty of the place I was in. And it was a sight I had never seen before. To say it was beautiful was an understatement at its best. This place could certainly rival with heaven, if such place existed. It truly was a wonderful sight for my very overwhelmed heart.

"I never thought such pure beauty existed on earth. Where are we?" I say, fascinated by this mystery place . And as I turn left, I finally see the person next to me. Someone I had never seen before but had loved very much regardless. It was Franklin, my biological father, who died the day after I was born. A big part of me always wondered how life would have been had he not died that day. But seeing him now, filled my eyes with tears and my heart felt relieved and soothed. Here he was, helping me and making me feel safe, like a good father should.

"Hello sweetie. I missed you baby. So much." he says, softly pulling me into his arms and embracing me , letting me sob into his chest, gently stroking my hair, reminding me of the man I loved so much.

"Dad, how is this possible? " I whisper against his chest, not wanting to part from his just yet. This was a moment I had dreamed for years, always wishing things to have been different.

"I'm going to help you get back to your life. This is not your place. Not yet" he says, still caressing my head.

"What do you mean? You're here. Why can't I stay here a bit longer dad?" I say to him, now looking into his eyes, trying to understand why he wants me out of this mesmerizing place.

"Because this place is for those whose life as ended. Yours has just begun my sweet girl." he says, grabbing my hand and giving it a reassuring squeeze.

"But I don't want to leave you. I waited so long to see you dad." I whisper, trying my best to keep the water works from rolling down my warm cheeks.

"I never left you sweetie. I am always with you, in your heart." He says, brushing a strand of my hair from my face. In this moment I can't help but feel sad for everything we lost together, every birthday, school dance and first date. He had been taken from me too soon and now I wanted to keep him with me a little bit longer. But he looks like a man on a mission and gives me no time to argue. He just takes my hand, firmly and with that, everything around me starts to spin, everything goes white again and I have to close my eyes to avoid getting nauseated. Damn, this was why I hated roller coasters!

*** Elena ***

He looks so peaceful right now, sleeping in my arms. I notice he doesn't flinch from my touch and even though that's probably due to his unconscious state, I can't help but feel extreme happiness for it. He never let me touch him, that was a hard limit for him, and I respected it. But he was so delicious I found it hard to keep my hands off of his perfectly chiseled body.

And it wasn't like he would wake up and stop me. He probably was out for the rest of the day, that imbecile had knocked him out so hard, I felt my heart stop when I saw him fall on his head and close his eyes. But after a fast check out, I could breathe of relieve, my sweet boy was alive and well.

And now, I could enjoy every second of his marvelous presence. His scent was intoxicating, I loved his perfume, suited him perfectly. Although I knew he would smell heavenly in anything, he was perfect and now he was mine. Finally, things were exactly how they should be. No drama, no nonsense, just the two of us, together and in love.

"How is our dear guest?" he asks, startling me and bringing me back from my very happy place.

"How the fuck do you think he is? He's alive at least! You could have killed him you moron!" I yell at him, completely annoyed to have to deal with this jackass now. All I wanted was to be alone with Christian and not be interrupted every five minutes with stupid questions. I was surrounded by idiots and I had no patience for this bullshit right now.

"I guess i miscalculated his ability to take a hit. My bad." he says back, obviously joking and showing no remorse at all. I hated his guts already, but unfortunately I still needed him. For now at least. Things would change and I was going to take my revenge for his lack of control. I mean, he could have made serious damage to my beautiful man, and that would be the end of me. I loved him exactly like this, perfect in every way. I wouldn't know how to deal if anything disturbed that perfection.

"Get out before i test your ability to take a hit!" I say back, every word spoke with coolness and malice, making clear my feelings towards this whole mess.

"I did what we agreed. That's it. But i'll leave, 'cause this is getting too sweet for my taste anyway." He says, filled with anger and disgust. Like I gave a fuck about his emotions right now. He fucked up and I wasn't letting him off the hook anytime soon. And besides, annoying him was a great way to pass the time. At least until my lovely man woke up.

"Then leave already. And stay out" I say back to him, purposely stroking Christian's hair while I say it, only pissing him off more. Good, I loved to push his buttons and making him mad.

After some mumbled words, surely nothing nice about me, he was gone and I was left to tend to my true concern at the moment. I was sad to find out he was still out for the count. I guess I still had a few moments to enjoy him before he woke up and explanations were in order. He was going to be pissed, but I knew he would appreciate everything after I told him just how much I loved and cared about him. He would love me, he had to. I wouldn't bear anything other than his love.

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"I should have killed that fucker. I should have knocked him out harder. I won't make that mistake again that's for sure. "I mumbled to myself. I mean, after all I did for her, I was being treated like a fucking idiot, and to top it all, she was acting like a fucking bitch, making me jealous on purpose. What the hell she saw in that jackass I didn't know, but I wasn't going to let him take my woman away from me. Not without a fight. And right now I had the upper hand. That is, if she ever left that fucking room. Then I could make my final move and get this fucker out of our lives for good!