A/N: Hey guys! Mel here! I really appreciate all of the reviews I've gotten for the first couple of chapters, they really mean a lot, so thank you. :) Here's chapter three, enjoy! – Mel
Chapter three
Six weeks had come and gone, and it was the night before Mike had to go. He would be leaving at 5am, and he had yet to see Eve.
He wanted to see her, and he needed to see her. He had to see her. His bags were packed, and he was ready to go. Well, he wasn't exactly ready to go. But he was ready to do what he had to do. He couldn't wait until he got back home after his deployment was up so he could come home, and start the life with Eve that he always wanted.
He sighed deeply as he ran a hand through his hair, and let out a shaky breath. He was afraid to leave Eve. He was afraid for many reasons, of course. But he was mostly afraid because there was always that chance that Mike would never come back home.
He couldn't even begin to imagine how it would affect Eve if he never came home. He didn't want to imagine never coming home. But it was a reality that he had to live with. There was always that chance.
He had already said his goodbyes to his parents as well as Maryse. He kept those goodbyes short and sweet. There wasn't much to those goodbyes simply because there was nothing to say. He didn't care about Maryse in the slightest; and he hated his parents for making him do this is the first place.
He got in the car and started the long two hour drive to see Eve. Only this time, the drive seemed to drag on forever, and was the most painful two hours of his life.
He climbed up and into the window of Eve's bedroom without a word. He stepped inside quietly with ease, and saw that she was sleeping. He sighed; he didn't want to wake her from this state. She looked so happy, so at peace in this moment and he didn't want to ruin that.
He heard Eve softly mumble his name as she stirred in her sleep. A smile small crossed Mike's lips, Eve was dreaming of him.
He walked over to her, softly brushing the hair out of her face. She was so beautiful that it made his heart ache. But it was in the best way possible.
Eve slowly opened her eyes, and smiled at the sight in front of her. "Hey, baby." She said softly. "I missed you."
Mike smiled back at her, sitting down beside her. Eve immediately curled up into Mike's chest, inhaling his scent. She had counted the weeks, she had counted the days. She knew exactly why Mike was here with her tonight, she just wanted to enjoy her last night with him. She would cry later, after Mike had already left. She didn't want to make this any harder on him than it already was. She knew Mike was breaking inside, just like she was.
The two best friends were quiet for a while. They didn't talk because they didn't know what to say. They didn't know what to say to make the pain they were both feeling go away. Mike held Eve in his arms as his fingers absently kept running through her hair.
"Eve…" He whispered in such a soft tone that Eve could barely hear him.
''Yeah…?" She whispered back, fighting the tears she could feel behind her eyes.
"Will you let me make love to you before I go?" He asked, his fingers still running through her hair, his eyes closed. "Please." He whispered softly.
Eve could feel a few tears spill from her eyes, as she closed them, to stop anymore tears from falling. "Yes."
Mike tilted Eve's head up by her chin to his own with his index finger as the two locked eyes. He softly stroked her cheek. "So beautiful..."
Eve smiled a weak smile, a few more tears rolling down her cheeks. "You're so perfect." She said in a soft tone. "So, so, perfect…"
Mike responded by kissing her softly. "You're perfect too."
Eve kissed him back, bringing him closer to her body as her hands cradled the back of his head. He deepened the kiss as he ran his tongue across her bottom lip, letting her know that he wanted permission to enter her mouth.
Eve granted him access, and their tongues molded together. The chemistry between the two friends was unreal. But they both always knew it was there, and they both always felt it.
Pushing Eve down onto the bed gently, Mike climbed over her, stroking her left cheek as he rested his forehead against hers. "Are you sure you want this?" He whispered, looking right into her eyes. "Just because I asked you doesn't mean you have to say yes."
"Mikey, of course I want this. I want you. I love you."
"I love you too, Eve."
Eve kissed him this time, pulling on the hairs in the back of his head softly. She kissed him with everything she had and more, knowing that this was this last night with him. She poured all of her feelings into that kiss.
Mike returned the kiss with just as much passion, running his fingers through her hair again. He pulled away, trailing soft kisses down her neck, and the base of her throat, giving Eve a chance to catch her breath as she ran her fingers through his hair.
He looked back up at her, his eyes were soft. He waited a few moments before removing his shirt, and tossing it to the side. Then, after looking into her eyes again, he looked for approval. Once he had received it, he removed his t-shirt from her body. Eve always slept in her favorite t-shirt of Mike's. It was a comfort to her.
Letting out a slow breath, he took in everything that was in front of him. "God, Eve…" he breathed. "You never fail to take my breath away."
Eve smiled warmly at him, and gave him a quick kiss. "You always take my breath away," she whispered.
Mike returned to her neck, trailing soft kisses up the left side, all the way to her jawline, and then slowly and softly made his way down the right side of her neck. He could her hear breath get caught in her throat. He smiled against her skin. He loved taking her breath away like that.
"Mikey…I need you, please…" she said in a quiet whisper. "Please don't make me wait."
Mike nodded, slowly removing the rest of her clothes, as well as his own, after that, they were both lost in the moment of lust, want, need, and love. Nothing matter but the two of them.
The two best friends laid there with one another, out of breath as they both tried to catch their breaths again. "Was that okay?" Mike asked, surprised that those words had actually came out of his mouth.
"It was more than okay, baby. It was perfect." Eve whispered, placing a soft kiss on his bare chest. "I love you."
"I love you too, Eve. And I will forever."
"I'll love you forever too, baby. I mean it. I'm going to wait for you to come home, Mikey. I don't care how long you're gone. I don't care how long I have to wait. Because I'll wait forever for you, Mike. There's no one else in this world that I want to spend the rest of my life with other than you."
Mike pulled Eve closer to him, and tightened his embrace around her. "I'm gonna do my best to make it so you don't have to wait too long, Eve. I'll do whatever I can to get home to you as soon as possible. Once I come home, Maryse I…we're done. I don't give a damn what my parents do or say, we're done. When I come home, Eve, it's you and me against the rest of the world."
Eve smiled up at him, a few tears rolling down her cheeks. "Sounds perfect…" She whispered, trailing off as she began to picture that perfect life in the back of her mind.
"That's because it is." He said softly, kissing her temple.
"Get some sleep, Mikey." Eve told him. "You need sleep, you leave in five hours."
"Only if you go to sleep with me," Mike whispered into her ear, turning out the light.
"There's nothing else I'd rather do other than fall asleep in your arms."
5am came rather quickly, and Eve was already up before Mike who had gone downstairs to see that she had made him breakfast.
He walked up from behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist as he rested his chin on her shoulder, and trailed soft kisses up the side the side of her neck. "Did you do all of this for me?" He asked in a hush tone. "You didn't have to."
Eve smiled, turning around to face him as she hopped onto the countertop, and placed her arms around his neck. "I know I didn't have to, but I wanted to. I wanted to make you your last home cooked meal before you left."
Mike smiled at her, stroking her cheek with his thumb. "Thanks, baby." He whispered.
"Anything for you," she whispered in between the kisses they shared. "Anything for the love of my life."
Mike's facial expression had changed after a few moments, and Eve knew that there was something he needed to get off his chest, she just didn't know what. "Eve, I need to ask you something…"
"Anything, baby," Eve said softly, watching him carefully.
After a few moments, Mike dropped to one knee, and opened a small, black box. "Eve, you're my best friend, the love of my life, the woman I want to call the mother of my children. You understand me like no one ever has, we have a connection that is deep, perfect, loving, caring, real, and understanding. We're meant to be together, and I've known that since we first started dating back in high school. When I get home, I want us to get married. I don't care what anyone else says, or thinks. I meant it when I told you that when I come home, it's you and me against the world. Will you make all my dreams come true, baby? Will you make me the happiest man alive; will you marry me, Eve Marie Torres?"
Eve nodded as she looked down at Mike. Tears were soaking her face. "Yes, baby. A million times yes. Of course I'll marry you." She whispered, extending her hand out so Mike could put the ring on her finger.
Mike smiled widely as he stood up, and placed the ring on her finger. "I love you."
"I love you too, Mikey. I love you so much."
The ride to the airport was quiet, as Mike drove, and Eve looked out the window. Her hand was in Mike's, and her palms were sweaty. "Shhhh," Mikey whispered, rubbing small circles on the back of her hand with his thumb. "Relax, you're too tense."
"I'm sorry…" she whispered, still looking out the window. "I'm just scared."
"Scared of what?" He asked softly, his eyes still on the road. He could hear the fear in her voice, and out of the corner of his eye, he could see a few tears rolling down her cheeks.
"Of losing you," she replied. Her reply was so quiet, so soft, that Mike almost didn't hear it. But maybe that's the way she wanted it to be.
Mike kissed her knuckles softly. "I'm gonna come back to you, Eve. I promise. I'm going to come back."
Eve nodded, not knowing what else to say. The voices in her head were louder, and more powerful than Mike's reassurance, and she hated that they were.
The couple was now standing in the airport by Mike's boarding gate was. He was in his uniform, his bags set down beside him. Without a word, he took Eve into his arms, and held her close. His fingers ran through her hair as he murmured soothing words into her hair. "It's all right, baby. It's all going to be okay." He said, over and over as he became well aware of the tears soaking the front of his uniform.
"I don't want to say goodbye to you!" Eve yelled through her tears. "I can't say goodbye to you not you! Not like this! All the other goodbyes were different, because I knew that you would come back! This time I don't know if you will be coming back, and it hurts me! It kills me! Don't go, Mikey…" she trailed off as she began to choke on her sobs, and shake against him. "Don't go, baby. Don't leave me. Not again…"
"Shhhh, baby, it's okay." He said softly as he continued to run his fingers through her hair, and acknowledge the sympatric looks he was getting from people in the people in the airport who could read the situation with ease.
Mike heard his flight being called for the final time, and his heart sank, because he knew that he had to go. "All right, I gotta go, Eve. I love you." He whispered, cupping her face in his hands, and kissing her one last time before placing a soft, loving kiss on her forehead. "I'll write you as soon as I land somewhere, I promise."
Eve nodded weakly, kissing him again. "You come back to me, Michael Gregory Mizanin. Do you hear me?" She asked, taking his face into her hands, tears running down her cheeks, and onto the carpet. "You come back to me," she repeated.
"I will, baby. I promise. I always come back to you, remember? And I will. Forever."
With that said, Mike picked up his bags, and got onto his plane, never looking back. Because he knew that if he looked back, he would've never gotten on the plane.
Eve stood there feeling as if her heart was ripped in two, and tears soaked her face. The love of her life was gone, and she wasn't so sure he would ever be coming back.
A/N: There's chapter three, guys. Please review! They mean so much to me! Thank you so, so, so, much! – Mel