Last Revised: November 3, 2006
Summary: A surprise attack on the Co-Captain of the Silver Guardian’s leaves a certain former Wild Force Ranger floundering for control of her runaway emotions.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Power Rangers, wish I did, because then lots of stuff that happened wouldn’t have, and lots of stuff that should have would have. *grins* Say that five times fast!
AN: This story wouldn’t have been possible with out Etcetera Kit and BloomingViolets. Both of you have been amazing friends, wonderful peers, and outstanding fans! --grins and winks—
AN2: And mucho thanks Angela for being persistent in asking me when this was going to be finished!
There is nothing like returning to a place that remains unchanged to find the ways in which you yourself have altered. --Nelson Mandela--
She felt like she was going to scream. General Boggs was going on and on in his monotone voice about what it would take for them to move to Major and about what it would be like to lead troops into battle. ‘Try six different personalities charged with saving the world’ she thought with a grin. While she’d been annoyed as hell to deal with Danny, Max, Cole, Merrick, and even Alyssa and Princess Shayla, they’d become family. Her return to the Air Force after a year-long absence had been equal parts relief and heart break. She was ready to be normal again but they were her family, the only one she’d ever really known. Sometimes she really missed them.
“Captain Earhardt!” General Boggs snapped, causing her attention to immediately come back to the task at hand.
“You have an important phone call, Ma’am,” one of General Boggs’ aides spoke up. The former Wild Force Ranger looked startled for a moment before she stood and exited the room behind the aide.
who is it?”
“A Mr. Wesley Collins,” Molly responded.
low growl sounded from
There was a sigh and a muffled curse on the other end. “I didn’t talk him into anything. I called McChord. You’ve got to come home, it’s an emergency.”
“Eric’s in critical condition. They’ve got him in ICU right now, but they won’t do anything until you get here and we sign papers.”
Wes seemed to sigh impatiently, but began explaining. “You and I are listed as next of kin for Eric. They can’t do anything to him without both of our consents.”
“Wes, is he…?” she trailed off, closing her eyes. For the first time since the conversation had started, she realized he could already be dead, and that if he was, there was so much she wanted to say to him and couldn’t – particularly how pissed off she was that he’d gotten himself hurt while she was away.
“No, he’s still alive, but they aren’t going to be able to keep him that way for long. You need to come home.”
her eyes shut even tighter,
The blonde-haired former Ranger let out the breath she didn’t realize she’d been holding. Dr. Storm had treated enough of Eric’s battle injuries over the years for her to feel marginally comfortable with him being on the phone with her. “Dr. Storm, do what you need to. I’ll sign any papers I need to when I get there. You just keep that idiot alive long enough for me to murder him with my bare hands, okay?”
There was a small pause followed by a light chuckle. “Of course. Have a safe trip.”
“Tell Wes I’m on my way.” The former Yellow Ranger didn’t utter a goodbye or wait for one; she just hung up the phone before turning her gaze to Molly.
“I need to be on the next flight back to McChord, Molly; I have a family emergency.”
our ETA to McChord Air Force Base is approximately four and a half hours,” the
pilot informed Taylor, who nodded and headed back for her seat. Molly had gotten her on the first plane
‘Damn it, Eric! What the hell did you do this time?’ she thought angrily, biting back the burning she felt in her chest and lungs. She hadn’t had a panic attack in a long time – she wasn’t about to experience one at thirty-five thousand feet.
Without realizing it, she was leaning back in her seat, her eyes closed, as memories washed over her, particularly her last night home nearly a week ago.
“You know what, be an ass if you like, but do it on the couch!” she yelled at him, throwing his pillow and a blanket at where he was standing in the doorway to their bedroom.
“Excuse me, but you knew the kind of mood I was in when I got home! Did you have to nit pick at every little thing I did from the moment I changed?”
“You’re an asshole!” she yelled again, her voice rising in pitch.
“And you’re being bitchy! What else is new?”
The pair began to inch
closer and closer to each other, faces red and hand fisted at their sides. ‘I swear to God, if he hits me, I’m so gone’
Hours later, they lay quietly together, spent. “Eric?”
“You’re still an asshole,” she told him cheekily, grinning to soften the comment.
“Shut-up and go to sleep, babe,” he responded, knowing how much she hated being called babe.
“Are you going to miss me while I’m gone?” she teased, resting her head on his shoulder while her fingers danced back and forth across his smooth, hard chest, teasing his nipples into hardness, before she let her hand wander down his toned stomach and under the sheet to caress him.
“Not really. I’ll finally get some peace and quiet. Besides, there are plenty of girls in Silver Hills I can lure into my bed,” he teased her, stroking a hand up and down her back.
“If they don’t want my Quantum Defender shoved up their asses, they’ll steer clear of you,” he told her, holding her a little tighter.
His comment, and the fierce way he said it made her smile. “Heaven forbid the Quantum Ranger remembers that I can take care of myself.”
“It’s not that I don’t remember you can take care of yourself, it’s them I don’t trust. What time do you leave?” he asked, smoothly changing the subject to something a little less heavy.
“I have to be back at base at 0900. Why?”
“Because,” Eric grinned,
rolling her off of him.
“Oh nice!” she called out, her voice hitching.
“My sentiments exactly,” Eric responded, leaning down to kiss her.
“We’re just about ready to land.”
a jeep waiting for you when we touch down.”
second she stormed into the ICU, all hell broke loose.
“Wes,” she spoke, striding toward him. She was still dressed in her uniform, so she still walked and acted as if she were in business mode. “What’s going on?”
looked tired, more than
winced. Next to Jen,
were asked to join a squad of Silver Guardians who’d gone down to
Wes’ voice trailed off. Having been a Ranger herself, Taylor was cued in to what had happened next. “Did he even get the chance to morph?” she asked, the tone of her voice low.
“No. By the time I got to him, he’d suffered head injuries, a broken collar bone, a broken leg and a bunch of bruises.”
stable. We came close to losing him,” he
told her, taking off his glasses to rub his fingers in tired eyes. “
The former Yellow Ranger was sick to her stomach when she saw him. His face was swollen, and a sick blackish purple color from the bruises. His collar bone was being stabilized by a contraption underneath his hospital gown and his hands were cut and just as buried as his face.
two women shared a look before the nurse quietly left the room. Taking a deep breath,
was a quiet chuckle behind her that snapped
former Red Time Force Ranger tried not to grin, given the situation. Leaning
against the door, he shook his head at her.
“Eric told me on the ride down to
“You love him, don’t you?”
“That’s not it. He’s got to make it so I can murder him with my bare hands.”
Wes shook his head. They were so in love with each other, it was too bad neither would admit it.
the day she’d met him, he’d always seemed larger than life. She could remember setting out to prove he
was human, just like everyone else, under that calm, infuriating exterior of
his. He’d been so smug during those
first couple of days, so much so that it had irritated her to no ends. But eventually, they’d found common ground in
their shared military pasts. Shaking her
head and fighting back a wistful smile,
She looked down at the address on the envelope again to make sure she had the right house. She was sitting in the driveway of a modest house on the outskirts of Silver Hills. There was a couple of kids running around at one of the houses next to the one she was parked in front of, and in the side yard of the other, she saw a little girl looking at a cage, which Taylor assumed held a pair of birds. ‘Eric’s birds if what Wes mentioned was correct’ she thought with a grin. The Red Time Force Ranger had once mentioned something about a little girl watching Eric’s birds for him when he was out of town. ‘The truck’s in the driveway, so he must be home.’
She couldn’t help but grin evilly. She had told Eric a few weeks before during one of their numerous phone conversations that she was getting reassigned and that she’d let him know when she arrived at wherever she was going. She hadn’t known she’d be getting reassigned to McChord Air Force Base, which was about forty five minutes north of Silver Hills. Today was her first day off since her reassignment, so she’d decided to take a drive and see if the former Ranger and current Silver Guardian wanted to go out to dinner and possibly go shoot some pool.
Shaking her head,
“If you’re looking for Eric,
he’s in the garage working on a new cage for the birds,” the little girl told
“No, that’s okay; I think I can find him. Besides, I’m here to surprise him; I don’t want to ruin the surprise.”
“Cool!” the little girl laughed before racing back toward the birdcage. Taylor started off around the corner of the house toward the garage in back, where she could hear what sounded like a drill.
With a few long strides, she found herself staring at a well toned, tanned back, hunched over a work table with sparks flying. Taylor took a few minutes to appreciate the view, knowing it was rare for anyone to see Eric like this, or to be able to watch him without him knowing. “Alice, I told you, I’m working with power tools, go back out front. This is no place for you. I’ll be up front to play tea party with you as soon as I’m done.”
“That’s all well and good,
but I’m not
Taylor laughed when he stood up and spun around, an eyebrow cocked at her. “What the hell are you doing here? I thought you were getting settled into your reassignment?” he demanded, not once asking how she was.
“I did. I’m stationed at McChord. I figured, since it is my day off that I
might take a drive south, to visit an old friend. But if you really don’t want me here, that’s
fine. I can take off. I’m sure there’s plenty to do in
Eric narrowed his eyes at her and strode forward until they were less that a foot apart. “Lose the attitude, blondie, it doesn’t suit you.”
“Hell no, I didn’t miss you. Who could miss a mouthy, thinks-she-knows-it-all, blonde-haired former Power Ranger?”
The former Wild Force Ranger chuckled at her companion. “Who indeed? You up to dinner and a couple rounds of pool or maybe a couple rounds of hot, sweaty sex?” she teased, pulling away from him.
“I wish I could, but I’m busy.”
“I see. How busy is busy?”
“Babysitting busy, otherwise
I’d take you up on the offer. I promised
As his words seeped in,
“Taylor, really, I wish I could, but...”
“I think there’s a pretty good kid movie playing at the theater and if I remember correctly, there’s a Chuck E Cheese across the street from it.”
Eric’s eyebrows rose in surprise. He really didn’t want to go see the little kid movie, but they very well couldn’t take Alice to one of the adult films, and he didn’t mind the pizza place, but what surprised him the most was that Taylor was suggesting all of it like it was second nature to her. “Are you sure?”
“I think I can handle sharing you with a little girl for one evening. I think the question is, can she handle me?”
The former Time Force Ranger chuckled. “Let’s go find out.”
Eric, I’ve never had as much fun babysitting as I did that night,”
I’m going to have to ask you to leave,” Dr. Storm ordered as he and a group of
three nurses moved in to take care of their patient.
The house was eerily quiet when she opened the door. None of the lights were on, and as she slammed the door behind her, she didn’t bother to turn them on. It felt strange for her, to be in the house, this late at night, and to know that Eric wouldn’t be coming home or coming down the stairs to meet her. Drained, both emotionally and physically, Taylor unbuttoned her jacket and the blouse beneath, her feet automatically taking her through the modest ranch house she and Eric had purchased a year an a half before.
Her journey took her up the stairs to their bedroom. She stopped just inside the bedroom door and took a deep breath, hoping to calm herself. Everywhere she looked, every time she breathed in, she was reminded of Eric and his absence. “This is ridiculous! He’s going to be fine!” she muttered angrily to herself. She quickly flipped on one of the bedside lamps. With jerky movements, she rounded up a pair of pajamas (which was really one of Eric’s shirts and a pair of her old gym shorts) and headed for the bathroom.
need a bath,” she muttered to herself, stripping off her uniform and tossing it
on the sink. With practiced ease, she
started the water for her bath, poured in her scented bath gel, and lit the
candles that were haphazardly lying around the room. Once the whir-pool tub was filled to her
“Well, at least getting the tub was a good investment.”
“In the long run, the whole house will be an investment,” she pointedly told him for the millionth time.
Eric just shook his head, his inky black bangs falling into his eyes before he brushed them away. “Are you going to spend all night in here?”
“I’m thinking about it. Why, do you want to take your own bubble bath, tough guy?”
Eric’s eyes narrowed. “I wouldn’t be caught dead smelling like whatever you poured in there,” he announced.
“Is that a challenge?”
“No, it’s a fact.”
The former Time Force Ranger
cocked an eyebrow at her, trying to decipher what exactly was going through her
She didn’t speak; she just
reached out to touch him – her fingers caressing his arm.
Eric groaned, his hands
shooting out to brace his upper body against the door frame.
Laughter bubbled up in her throat at the sight of Eric standing in the door way, his hands pressed against the frame, his pants around his ankles, his manhood at full stand, and the dark expression on his face.
“You’re going to pay for that,” he growled, kicking his jeans off the rest of the way.
“Not if I’m in the tub,” she teased, sinking back into the water.
“We’ll see about that.” The next thing
“I thought you wouldn’t be caught dead in my bubble bath?” she asked, gasping softly, her legs working almost on instinct to help Eric’s hands work her body up and down on his hard cock.
“You’d better finish what you started!” he grunted, his mind shutting down as it always did when he found himself inside Taylor’s tight, willing depths.
“Don’t test me,” Eric argued back, his lips seeking out her neck.
It wasn’t much longer before
Like a rag doll,
“You started it,” Eric teased her, his arms holding her close. “Are you okay, you’re still trembling?”
“I know, but I’m not sitting here while you go to sleep. I refused to go to bed smelling like wild flowers,” Eric grumbled.
Taylor sat up, looking
confused. They’d been dating since just
after Time Force had come to help out Wild Force against the MutOrgs. That was
almost three years ago. They’d only been
living together for two weeks. It amazed
her that Eric had actually learned what scent she was fondest of, since she
hadn’t thought he was all that sentimental about things. Shaking her head,
“You’re the one who climbed in the bath with me.”
“Yeah, and I’m the one who’s getting both of us out,” Eric told her even as he lifted her off his lap and helped her to her feet before climbing to his own. Taylor sputtered in indignation, but Eric silenced her with a look. Taylor gritted her teeth and stayed quiet but she was pleasantly surprised when he led her over to the shower stall, turned on the water, and pulled her into it with him.
“What are you doing?”
“Rinsing us off. I don’t know about you, but I don’t want to go to bed with soap suds all over me,” he murmured, kissing her shoulder while his hands smoothed over her body, helping the water rid her skin of the scented soap.
phone ringing shrilly knocked her back into consciousness.
The former Yellow Ranger felt the tears pricking her eyes and blinked them back. “Alyssa?”
“Are you alright? Cole and I just got Wes’ message, we’ve been out of town. Is Eric alright? Do you need anything?”
“Cole and I will be on the first flight out tomorrow. Which hospital is he at?” Alyssa spoke, her voice brooking no argument from the argument prone former Ranger.
“Ok. I’ll call you as soon as we get in. Your cell phone is still the same, yes?”
see you tomorrow. And
“Hang in there, we love you.”
second the red digits of the clock turned from 5:59 to 6:00 A.M.,
Sighing, the former Ranger moved to her dresser and began pulling out clothes. A pair of black jeans, her yellow lace bra, and a pair of yellow socks were tossed on the bed before she moved to the closet. Old habits had her tugging a pale yellow button-up blouse and a darker yellow vest from the rack.
Quickly, she donned the nearly familiar outfit, all the while secretly wishing the vest bore her Wild Force emblems. She didn’t consider herself sentimental, but her time as a Ranger had given her a different kind of confidence, and it was that confidence she felt she could use at this point in her life.
lacing up a pair of tennis shoes,
was just getting into her convertible when she head a loud cry that sped up her
heart rate and caused an ache in her stomach, one she hadn’t had since she’d
given up her Ranger powers. Scrambling
from her seat,
a renewed sense of hope,
morning to you too,
“You, go home, shower, sleep a few hours, and eat something. When you’ve done that, you can come back. I don’t want to see you before three o’clock this afternoon, understood?”
about…?” Wes started to argue, only to be silence with a raised hand and
“Alyssa called me last night,” she told him, watching him blush. “They’re on their way here as we speak. I’ll be fine. Now go, before I kick your ass.”
didn’t say anything, simply opting to nod and head for the door. “
“Don’t be surprised if Dad stops by sometime today,” Wes told her before he turned and left.
“I never realized how empty the house would seem without you there,” she whispered softly, her fingers intertwining with his as she fought back the panic rising inside of her. “Eric, you’ve got to get better, I can’t do this without you.”
Giving voice to her fear not only made her feel weak, it also made her feel stupid. She’d been a Power Ranger and she was in the Air Force; she didn’t have the time or the inclination to feel stupid or weak, but that’s exactly what she felt sitting there watching him. Not to mention, she was starting to feel useless and in the way every time the doctors or nurses came in to check on him.
The blonde-haired woman jerked her head at the sound of her name. Turning, she saw Alyssa and Cole standing in the doorway, and just beyond them were Max and Danny, standing near the nurse’s station talking to Dr. Storm.
Taylor croaked, her voice breathy. Alyssa hurried forward and wrapped
“How is he?” Cole’s soothing voice sounded.
“Shh. It’s going to be okay,
feel stupid! All I seem to want to do is
came forward then and gripped
“Oh God!” she hissed before pushing away from Alyssa and running from the room.
and Max were startled when a streak of yellow flew passed them. “Was that
“Yes,” Alyssa told them, coming to a stop by them.
“Where’s Cole going?” Danny questioned.
former Black and Blue Rangers nodded, knowing it was best to steer clear of
Cole found himself looking through the glass windows of two doors a half hour
later. What he found was
“Go away Cole,” her voice hissed out.
Cole just shook his head and moved down the small aisle to the pew she was sitting on. “I didn’t know you were religious,” he started, thinking it was a safer subject to talk about for the moment then to bring up what happened in Eric’s room.
“I was raised Baptist, but as a teen I drifted from it. As a fighter pilot, I’ve had enough close calls to start believing there was something or someone out there watching over me, something bigger than myself.”
only nodded, understanding her perfectly.
“Because until you said something, I hadn’t thought so. I’ve never let myself fall, not that far in any case. To have one of my friends, one of my teammates, point it out to me when I’d been blind to it myself didn’t sit well with me,” she told him, bringing her hands up to cover her face. “I’m just…I’m scared, Cole. We’ve all faced things as Rangers that would terrify a normal person, we weren’t ever supposed to get hurt, not like that, when we had no warning that it was coming!”
“You know that’s not true,” Cole told her gently. “As Rangers, the dangers come and go, whether we have powers or not, at any time of day or night.”
Cole just arched an eyebrow. “Then why are you living with him? From where I’m sitting, he’d be the perfect match for you. You’re both loyal, stubborn as hell, opinionated. He always seems to challenge your mind and he’s fiercely protective of you. Why don’t you think you love him?
wrapped an arm around her shoulders before he pulled her to his side. She stiffened in surprise but didn’t pull
away, instead choosing to relax against him.
She laid her head against his shoulder, just like she had so many times in the past with Eric. “I really am scared, Cole, more scared than I’ve ever had a reason to be.”
“I know, but you’ve got to remember, he’s strong, in mind and body. He’s a fighter, he won’t give up.”
Turning her head slightly, she looked up at one of her closest friends and saw the raw belief in his eyes. “I wish I had your faith,” she told him, moving her head back to its original position.
“If you need it, it’s yours.”
felt embarrassed when she and Cole returned to the Intensive Care Unit. Danny, Max and Alyssa were sitting in the
waiting room, talking quietly when the pair walked up. The former White Ranger immediately got up
and hugged her.
“A little,” she smiled at him, and then smiled at Max. “Thanks for coming.”
cocked his head to the side, studying her with a serious expression before
smiled and nodded, rubbing her hand up and down
the group of five saw Alan Collins walk out of the double doors that led to the
ICU. “Mr. Collins,”
frowned when he saw the condition
Collins, really, you don’t need to do that,”
The former Yellow Ranger found she couldn’t argue with him, especially since he’d turned those pleading eyes on her. They were the same eyes that Wes often turned on her when he was trying to get her to gang up on Eric with him. “Thank you.”
Alan nodded. “I’m going to go call Wes and start making arrangements. I’ll be back later.”
The room was dark, save for the lights on the machines and the light coming from the open door. It was eerily silent save for the hissing from the machine pumping oxygen and the steady hum of the heart monitor.
She never saw the slight movement of his lips as she slept, or the fluttering of his eyelids.
“Well, good morning,” Dr. Storm announced with a smile when he entered Eric’s room the next morning.
“Good morning,” Eric muttered.
The doctor grinned. “You are one very lucky man.”
Eric nodded. “What happened?” he croaked.
“You got beaten up according to Wes. How do you feel?”
The former Time Force Ranger smiled wryly and chuckled. “Like I’ve had the shit kicked out of me.”
Dr. Storm laughed. Eric was, if anything, blunt. “I’d imagine so. I’m going to go round up a couple of nurses, we’re going to run some tests, and we’ll see about moving you to a private room.”
“Thanks. Who the hell called her?” Eric grumbled,
“I had Wes call her. We needed her signature since she’s one of your next of kin.”
Eric nodded. “She doesn’t look like she’s slept much.”
“She’s been here since just after you were brought in. She hasn’t left for more than four or five hours at a time, if that. I’d imagine she hasn’t slept a wink.”
Storm took that as his cue to leave because Eric turned his eyes fully to
“Shh!” Eric hissed.
“He was just here,” Eric told her, rolling his eyes at her.
His words seemed to calm her down for a few seconds before she reached up and began squeezing his fingers as hard as she could. “OW!” Eric yelped in response.
“Serves you right!”
watched in shock as tears glittered on her lashes and her nose turned red. He tugged on the hand still gripping his and
pulled her onto the bed and into his arms.
“I thought I was going to lose you!” she whispered, her words slurring as her crying jag caught up to her.
“You didn’t, I’m right here,” he spoke softly.
The former Time Force Ranger looked startled at her words before he smiled. “Took you long enough to realize it,” Eric mumbled, kissing her lips before he too fell asleep.
“You were pretty brace, Mr. Myers.”
blushed before catching sight of
you going to come over here or are you going to stand there and glare at me?”
Eric finally asked
aren’t my boss, back off,”
Eric narrowed his gaze on her. “What crawled up your ass and died?”
The other occupants of the room shared looks before standing up. “Eric, we’re going to go grab lunch, we’ll see you later,” Wes muttered, knowing neither Eric nor Taylor were paying attention to them.
“Other than I sat here for nearly a week, thinking you were going to die on me, and the second you get better you’re flirting with some redhead, I don’t know what the fuck could be wrong.”
“Whatever. I knew I was right when I told Cole guys like you don’t stick.”
Eric staring at her back in shock,
Wes watched Eric slowly climb out of the car and stand on his crutches. “Are you sure you don’t want me to come with you?”
“Wes, I’m not incapable of getting into the house. Thanks for the ride.”
“No problem. You need anything, just give me a call, okay?”
“Yeah. Thanks,” Eric shut the door and headed toward the stairs leading to the front door of the house. It only took him two attempts to get up the first stair before he got a rhythm going.
heaved a sigh when he got inside and found no one home.
She blinked rapidly when she moved into the living room. Wes had called her the day before to let her know Eric was getting released, she just hadn’t expected him to be home. After their fight, she half expected him to stay with Wes. But there he was, sound asleep on the couch.
on the edge next to him, she watched him sleep.
His color was mostly back, but there were dark smudges under his eyes
telling her he hadn’t been sleeping much.
“Hi. When’d you get home?”
few minutes ago,” she told him, pulling her hand away. Eric caught it with his own
and turned it over.
grinned at her, reaching up to cup her cheek.
“What?” she asked, dread coiling in her stomach.
“Do you love me?”
When her eyes brimmed with tears, Eric knew he’d hit a sore spot. She started to open her mouth to deny it, but the look Eric gave her had her rethinking her instinctive reaction. “I wish to God I didn’t.”
Eric didn’t grin, he just looked at her in a serious way. “Why?”
it scares the hell out of me like nothing ever has before.”
“I love you, Taylor, more than you will ever know. And it terrifies me just as much as it does you.”
The former Yellow Ranger swallowed hard and laid her hand over Eric’s, which was still on her cheek. “I’m sorry I wigged out.”
“Apology accepted, as long as you tell me why.”
Eric’s eyes narrowed in on her face. “But you don’t have any siblings,” he pointed out.
“The stress from all of it caused her to miscarry the baby, and I grew up never being able to forget that. We had our moments, but my mother never forgave me for what she saw as my fault.”
“That’s bullshit,” Eric snapped.
“In any case, it set the foundation for me and relationships. I’ve never had one last more than a year, not until you.”
two of them stared at one another, knowing what it cost
She answered in a shrug, her eyes leaving his face because they suddenly found the carpet under the coffee table fascinating. “Part of me did, yes, and part of me hoped we could do this.”
“We are doing this,” Eric grinned.
Her grin morphed into a genuine smile as her heart felt like it was going to burst open in her chest. “I love you.”
He reached around her and pulled her to his chest. “That’s a good thing, because I love you too.”
The former Yellow Ranger took a deep breath and let his words sink in. She lay with her head on his shoulder and simply enjoyed his warmth and the security she felt from his embrace. She was also happy to see the stabilizing contraption was no longer on his shoulders.
“Do me a favor?”
“What?” she asked, annoyance coming through that he couldn’t be quiet for five minutes while she soaked in the silence.
Eric grinned into her hair. “Go upstairs with me and let me make love to you?”
“I’m damn well going to try,” he growled when she sat up and helped him to his feet.
“Come on, hop-a-long”
tried to grab her but she danced away from him.
“Come back here,
“Come and get me, Crutches!” she teased, waiting at the base of the steps for him. He caught up faster than she thought he would. When he did, she wrapped her arms around his waist and kissed him until they were both dizzy.
“We have to get upstairs, now!” Eric muttered against her lips.
they pulled apart and she helped him up the stairs, the pair occasionally
stopping so he could rest. Once they
were in their room, Eric sat on the bed and stripped while
she moved to tower over him. Without a
pulled apart, chest heaving as they struggled to catch their breaths. “
I’m fine,” he whispered, watching in awe as she backed off the end of the bed,
tugging his boxers with her. Eric
watched her with baited breath as she reached around her body, unsnapped the clasp
of her bra, letting it hit the floor before she quickly wiggled out of her
panties, the lacy cloth falling to the floor with the rest of their
clothes. Before he had much of a chance
to say anything,
hissed in pleasure as her sure hands hit all the right spots, causing his
desire and need for her to burn out of control.
“As much as I really want you to continue…” he sighed heavily, finally getting his body back under control. “I really need to be inside of you.”
former Time Force Ranger cried out when
With her body froze above him, Eric felt himself float for a moment. Then her muscles began to clench and unclench, and he found he only had to thrust up a few more times before his own body let go, sending him over the edge to join her. He was still gasping for breath and wincing at the tightness of her when she finally crashed down on his chest, her hair sticking to their sweaty bodies as she laid her ear against his heart.
Eric managed to drum up enough energy to chuckle. “Babe...”
“I know, sorry,” she murmured, lifting her body off of him, effectively breaking their connection. She rolled off to the side and snuggled against him when his arm wrapped around her, holding her close to his side. She yawned and stretched before cuddling close again, her head finding its way to his chest. “Thank you.”
“Loving me enough to not let go,” she whispered.
Eric didn’t say anything; he just kissed her forehead and let her drift off to sleep. He knew without a doubt that the series of events that culminated in their love making had altered both their perceptions of what they wanted out of life – they wanted each other. He didn’t know what the future held, but he knew one thing was certain – whatever came their way, they’d face it together.