Frankie Morales-My True Love

I just got this idea about Pedro and Adria's characters on Triple Frontier, where they end up together at the end of the movie.

Some swearing and violence and a little innuendo.

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Frankie meets Yovanna briefly and can't stop thinking about her. Especially after he saves her life.

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Frankie didn't want to be thinking about..Yovanna.

Yet...he simply can't seem to get her out of his brain. She's so beautiful and kind. Always thinking about her brother's safety.

Frankie tries not to stare as she enters the helicopter. Gosh, she's damn near perfect. Her slightly darkened skin, her curly brown hair and those deep, deep brown eyes.

And the way she puckers her lips and occasions bites the lower one. Frankie squirms. He wishes he'd have an excuse to touch her.

He imagines her hot skin against his, as they'd lie intertwined together, clinging to each other.

Yovanna glances over at Frankie and they're eyes lock. Frankie gives her a wink. He expects her to scowl or even flip him off.

She does neither. Instead she gives Frankie the briefest of smiles. Frankie's stomach clenched up. He knows he should getting ready to take off.

However, he can't resist the pull of this of this beautiful woman sitting so close to him.

"Strap in." Frankie hands Yovanna some headphones to put over her ears. She accepts them, her dark eyes boring into Frankie's. He's momentarily pulled in and nearly...forgets and..kisses her.

Shit! Not a damn chance! There's too many prying eyes around. Frankie gives Yovanna a quick grin before retreating back to the pilots seat and firing up the chopper.

He waits until everyone is seated. Then..he slowly lifts the chopper into the air.

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Frankie can't let her go. He's has to plead his case. She could stay, here, with..him.

He refrained from begging. Francisco Morales wasn't one for begging. Yet..oh, God. He wanted to.

"Your stop is coming," Santiago informs Yovanna and her brother. Frankie notices her lower lip quivering.

She doesn't want to go, Frankie thinks as he lands the chopper. Yovanna is bending over, grabbing her bag. When she looks up, Frankie notices the moisture in her pretty eyes.

He fights the urge to pull her into his arms and protect her. How will she survive? Frankie knows she's strong. That doesn't quench the protective feelings stirring in Frankie's chest.

He swiftly moves, exiting the helicopter. Just as Yovanna turns away, he grabs her hand. She pivots, facing him, tears slipping down her cheeks.

Then..Frankie hears gunfire. He automatically wraps his arms around Yovanna and turns his back, shielding her from harm.

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING, FISH?" Santiago shouts, looking frustrated.

"She's coming back with us," Frankie argues. He's not letting her go. He refuses to.

"My..brother!" Yovanna is sobbing. She claws at Frankie, struggling against him, fighting to get freed.

"He'll come, too, mi amor. Please." Yovanna sees her brother get up and head back into the chopper. Frankie kisses Yovanna and she smiles, although she's trembling.

"Frankie?"

"Yes, chica?"

"I..want to stay with..you." Frankie grins and hugs Yovanna tighter, before taking her hand, leading her back to the helicopter.

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It was Hell, getting through everything. Yovanna was so much stronger than Frankie could have imagined.

She helped do anything that they needed. Her brother, too. Frankie had a hard time keeping his hands off of her, though.

He wanted so desperately to make love to her. Frankie chided himself almost constantly for thinking that shit. He couldn't help himself. Yovanna just had that damn effect on him.

They continued to struggle through. Then...Tom Davis, didn't make it. Yovanna clung to Frankie, hiding her face against his chest as Frankie planted a gentle kiss on the crown of her head.

"How much longer, Frankie?" Yovanna asked, clutching his hand.

"Not much, mi amor. I promise. When we get back home, I'm going to give you the best life you could ever want."

"I just want you, Frankie. I'll be content with you." Frankie tries to smile. He can't. Not yet.

Not after losing his friend.

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Six months later:

Frankie kisses Yovanna awake and she giggles. Frankie places a hand on her ever growing stomach. Yovanna is going to have a baby in three months.

Frankie can't wait to be a daddy and watch his beautiful girlfriend with their child.

After they'd returned to the States, Frankie got a good job, and Yovanna helped her brother find a job, too.

Yovanna found a unique job. A librarian. Frankie was always teasing her about being a sexy librarian. Yovanna just laughed.

Yovanna snuggles close to Frankie, stroking his beautiful dark hair and touching his straggly facial hair.

"You're gonna be a wonderful mama." Frankie presses his lips to Yovanna's forehead, stroking her back.

"And you're going to be a fantastic daddy."

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Three months later: Yovanna gave birth to a beautiful baby girl, Isabel Yovanna Morales.

Frankie can't stop kissing the two of them. Yovanna smiles, too, gently kissing Frankie and they're daughter.

"I can't believe this," she murmurs. "I met Santiago and you. I thought I was in love with Santiago. But then. I met you and fell.so damn hard for you. Oh, Frankie."

"I wanted you from the moment I first laid eyes on you. And I'm never letting you go, Yovanna. Never."

Yovanna smiles again, carefully cradling Isabel in her arms and pressing a gentle kiss to the baby's head.

"I'm so happy to hear that, Francisco Morales."

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Okay! There's a little something I came up with. Don't hate me for shipping Frankie and Yovanna. But I kinda do. Lol.

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