Chapter 69

- I think I'm dreaming... I can see you two hugging. Elizabeth sat up and smiled.

Tom and Jack looked at her... Tom insisted on going to her bed, he needed to touch her and see if she was really all right. And in his arms she cried, asking for forgiveness for once again not having saved her life.

- Shi... I'm fine. Frankison arrived at the right time and saved me. And you, Tom, did everything you could. Now I just want you to get well and get better. I need you, Tom, because I love you so much. He hugged her once more before lying down.

Jack hugged his wife; she could feel how tense he was... every muscle in his body was stiffening, showing her everything he was feeling and holding inside.

- Calm down, my love! Tom will be fine soon, he's a healthy, strong boy.

- I know, my angel. But I look at you and see that once again I've almost lost you. I can't come to terms with so much evil.

At that moment, Wynn came in and told Jack that she had already picked up the bandit's body from the cabin and that now they needed to know who he was in order to make the necessary burial arrangements, as well as filling in the paperwork at the police station.

Elizabeth entered the middle of the conversation and told them everything the bandit had told her, from his name Bile Hamilton, and was sent by his bed wife Julia Thatcher, and her partners Viola and her mother Grace, to take her back home. As for the attack, he decided that he wanted to see if I had the same taste as Julia or what I would be like, so after the vexation and shame of being in bed with him, I would have to get to Hamilton and hide the story, marrying Charles very quietly, or else I would embarrass my whole family and ruin the reputation of the Thatcher women. He planned a very hot trip, according to him. And so Elizabeth bowed her head in shame.

- I'm going to end up with William, Thatcher and Grace; where they... Where they... I can't accept this. Giving up their daughter to a monster like that. They didn't care a bit about her safety.

Elizabeth looked at the door, her eyes still, and spoke quietly so that no one would hear:

- As if this was the first time...

Wynn and Jack had been mountie for too long not to notice the look and tone in Elizabeth's voice. They had many years of training to know that there was a painful truth behind those words. They looked at each other, and in the silence Wynn made it clear to Jack that they needed to get deeper into the story.

Wynn was shocked by the story of Julia as the lover of a thug of that level, that girl had never been a saint, but he had never thought anything of her. But knowing that his own sisters and parents were putting Beth in danger would drive him mad. Wynn ran his hands through his hair and took several deep breaths; Willian and Grace weren't Beth's parents, in other words, those girls weren't her sisters, he was sure of that and now he just needed to find out everything that had happened and punish the guilty parties, and, what's more, he needed the proof, because this wasn't a fairytale story to come and dump on his daughter and his wife.

- Calm down, Dad... Frankison's weak voice was heard.

Everyone looked at the gurney next to them, and the patient's eyes were open. He had heard the whole conversation between them, and preferred to listen to the end to find out what had happened while he was asleep.

Wynn wept with joy to see his son well and recovering.

- Dad! Is she all right? I tried to protect her...

- She's fine, my son. I love you both very much.

Elizabeth came close with her head down...

- I'm sorry, Frankison. I didn't mean for you to get hurt like that... Forgive me.

Frankison, his eyes wide, noticed all the marks on her neck and wrist, and remembered the scene of the man on top of her body tearing at her clothes. Beth's terrified screams came back to him. He went pale, breathless as he imagined what had happened while he was wounded in that hut.

Wynn and Jack noticed and saw the dread flashing across Frankison's face and Jack quickly spoke up:

- Calm down, Frankison; nothing has happened... when I arrived, he was dead and she was holding his gun with her good hand, while with her injured hand she was squeezing his wound.

It was only at that moment that Frankison noticed that Elizabeth was like that because of the shock of seeing him wounded. He reached out and pulled her to his side, and the two of them embraced, crying. They needed that moment. Both Wynn and Jack knew that those were tears of relief that nothing had happened to her.

Tom went home, but would be off work for a week. The same happened to Elizabeth. Frankison recovered very quickly to Carson's surprise and was discharged three days later, but would be off work for ten days until another assessment. Molly and Florence took over the school, but using Elizabeth's lesson plan. Rose looked after Lucas, but every day she took the boy to visit his godmother, as the child made a fuss when he saw Elizabeth.

Wynn spoke privately with his wife Elizabeth Delany, he needed her help to find out about certain things that had been going on in Beth's life. A woman-to-woman conversation could be less awkward, and she also knew some information, which she passed on to her husband. The next day he would go to Beth's house and spend the day there with the excuse of helping her. His wife was very clever and was sure to find out something. Jack was aware of this, so much so that he told her he had to be out of town all day, checking on some farms.

Jack hadn't left Elizabeth alone at all over the last few days. If he couldn't be with her, it would be one of his friends and knowing that his aunt would be with his wife today gave him peace. Aunt Elizabeth arrived early with a basket full of goodies, which she had picked up with Abigail.

Jack left, leaving the two women chatting and laughing. Seeing them both happy made Jack's heart fill with joy.

The day went well; Aunt Elizabeth was horrified by what she had discovered, but she hid her feelings well, there were things her husband needed to know urgently. She took the opportunity to speak to Beth, who would help her with the bath... That way she could wash her long hair; she knew it was impossible to do that with an injured hand. A huge basin was placed in the room, very warm water with rose petals and lavender perfume, she wanted her Beth to relax;

- Jack, he's going to arrive and he'll be intoxicated by your scent. He'll go crazy...

- He really will. Beth said, all red, as her aunt unfastened her corset.

- Beth, my child. Take advantage of these little moments to look after your husband. You've both been through a lot. He loves you too much and almost went mad imagining he could lose you. Love him with all your strength.

- I will... I don't know how to live without Jack. And so Aunt Elizabeth undid the button of her skirt, which fell to the floor. Beth removed her underwear and made her way to the basin. Her aunt noticed how beautiful she was, and when she looked down at her buttocks, she saw the mark... Her heart seemed to want to burst out of her mouth, she couldn't breathe.

Her thoughts were racing so fast, she was going to go mad. Her mouth went dry when she realized the truth.

- Beth, is that a mark?

- Yes, auntie, my mother said you had it too. It used to be different, but as I got older it took on this shape. I call it Elizabeth's mark.

Aunt Elizabeth held back her tears, she couldn't show anything until she talked to her husband.

Some time later, she saw the sound of Jack arriving, saying goodbye quickly because he had to go home, and besides, they had prepared a special moment for the couple. Jack didn't understand much, but he said goodbye and went into the house, locking the door. As he was taking off his serge, he called out to his wife... as he started to go up to the bedroom, he heard his wife's voice on the first step.

- Hello, my love!

Jack looked up at the top of the stairs, where he saw the most beautiful woman in the world. Her coppery hair was loose and fell like a waterfall to her shoulders. Her eyes looked bigger and more intense blue, and her mouth was moist and red. She was on her feet. On the floor like a little girl, her legs... "wow, what beautiful legs"... thought Jack. They were exposed, his wife was wearing a new camisole in a beautiful shade of royal blue, made of silk, that went down to her knee where it ended in blue lace, with a V-neck that showed off her cleavage and made her look super sexy, the smell of lavender perfume, invadida that staircase and Jack, as if hypnotized by that sight, walked without ever leaving her gaze, and taking his wife on his lap, took her to the bedroom where he loved her so passionately, with such affection and gentle movements, that when they noticed the sun's rays were already coming through the window.

- Jack! What time is it?

He looked at the pocket watch on the bedside table, without leaving his wife, and said that it was eight o'clock in the morning.

- Jack, did we make love all night?

- Hmm... Um... It was wonderful, love, and he kissed her nose.

- Jack... I loved feeling your caresses...

- Did you? You mean in the past and not now in the present?

- Jack, I love feeling you every second of my day.

Jack smiled, that mischievous smile where his dimples showed.

- It's... very good to know, Bella, because I already want you again. And so he went back to kissing his wife, where moans could be heard from both of them in the room, leading to the peak of pleasure that sunny morning.

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Author's note=

I'm back... the computer arrived perfectly after being injured by lightning... And here I am as promised and another part of the story made especially for you. Give me your feedback and tell me what you think of this fanfic.

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