She digs her fingers into Killian's back like she is trying to meld their flesh together forever, and his touch is no less desperate. He slips her white dress off her shoulders and kisses along her collar-bone, and she tilts her head back inviting him to continue up her neck. He does and when she finds her lips she rolls over on him and takes to working on his belt buckle. While he lifts her skirt she takes off his shirt and traces his abs hungrily with her eyes. When he finally shifts inside of her she arches her back and jerks back and forth. The moon plays with the shadows and he is wonderfully hard in-between her thighs. She doesn't want it too end, but it doesn't take very long – apparently being brought back to life heightens your senses to incredible benefit. Rolling off her lover she turns to him and kisses his cheek. "Killian – will you marry me?"
"Marry me. I missed you so much, Wendy. I never want to be away from you again."
"Tommy," Wendy leans into the frantic man and breathes him in. There must be some feeling left there, but there's not and she pulls away. "I can't see you anymore, Tommy. I loved you – truly I did, but I need to be alone for awhile. Too much has happened – I'm sorry."
He tries to grab her as she slinks away followed by a black cat, but the kitty hisses and she flees through his front door. Wendy doesn't know what's wrong with her, but ever since she got back from Hell the man she saved is a stranger to her – there's nothing left of the attraction she once felt.
"I always thought I would be married first." Ingrid says to her mother as she pulls a cheap ring on and off her left hand.
"I know, baby. I'm so sorry." Pulling her daughter in, Joanna breathes her in and sighs. "We will get through this together – O.K?"
Ingrid sniffles and looks up into her mother's flickering eyes. "I hope so." Giving Joanna's hand a squeeze the red-head stands up and heads up the stairs. The baby's kicking, and everyone else is scared of the thing she already loves more than life itself.