Warning: sexual activities

Lindsey woke up with a soft smile on his face, turning over to lay his eyes on his blonde love. He kisses her shoulder, causing her to stir.

"Mmm" she groaned, turning her head to look at him.

"Good morning, angel"

"Good morning, baby" She reached out a hand to stroke his face.

"Have you changed your mind?" He asked and she shook her head against the pillow, mussing her hair.

"No, I'm so happy I can barely stand it"

"I love you."

"I love you too"

"How did you sleep?"

"Better than I have in a long time. I always sleep better when you're beside me"

"Aww, Stevie." He removes her hand from his cheek, kisses her palm lightly and she smiles. "Are you hungry?"

She gets a mischievous look in her eyes and she sits up, climbing on top of him. "Very" she whispers, leaning down to kiss him.

"I will be not be treated like an object" he says from beneath her, feigning offense at her advances.

"Okay" She shrugs, getting off but before she can really get up, he wraps his arms around her and pulls her back down to him. She giggles girlishly as he kisses her over and over.

"Just kidding"

"I don't want to take advantage of you" she says seductively.

"You're not, baby. Do anything you want. You are my queen."

"Ooh, I like the sound of that"

He stares up at her, amazed that just 24 hours ago they could have been strangers. They lived separate lives. Memories of their first night together, almost 20 years ago flashes in his mind as she moves on top of him, the two events melding into one. Their first time took place in the mountains, a king and queen in their temporary kingdom overlooking the entire city of Salt Lake. He had friends there and they were supposed to be skiing, but none of that ever happened. They stayed in their room, drank hot cocoa and made love into the early morning hours, the sun refracting into rainbows off the ice crystals on the windows.  It was mimicked now by her Swarovski hanging on a line, colors dancing around them.

Morning, wake up, cold mountain air
Sunrise outlines curls in your hair
Sweet dreams, your face, still half asleep
You stay up late with or without me

The older we get, there's an ocean
Of people in places we've chosen
And you know how mama keeps saying
We've gotta stop the games we're playing

He strokes her hips, bucking beneath her and causing her to moan. Her sounds echo to him, past and present combined. He wanted to impress her then, but they were comfortable now.

Sweet hunnie pie, this ain't goodbye
It's not over
Come on and close your eyes
What's it gonna take to feel my love?
What's it gonna take to feel my love?

She looks down at him lovingly, stroking his face and playing with his curls. She was like an angel to him and he kept his eyes locked on her.

Street lights fall down, tremble in your stare
You'll be queen of Washington Square
When you're alone, lying in your bed
Think about those mountains and everything I've said

San Francisco didn't seem so far away now, his young princess transforming into his mature queen before him then back again. She hadn't changed a bit. "I love you, all of you" he whispers as a tear drop falls onto his chest. He wipes the ones that followed from her cheeks with his thumbs and she smiled. He sat up and she was now sitting in his lap. Their union deepened and he tangled his hands in her ultra long golden hair.

The older we get, there's an ocean
Of people in places we've chosen
And you know how mama keeps saying
We've gotta stop the games we're playing

Sweet hunnie pie, this ain't goodbye
It's not over
Come on and close your eyes
What's it gonna take to feel my love?
What's it gonna take to feel my love?

Flashback to the first morning after, the sun illuminating her beautiful face made him smile against her cheek. She could feel his lips curling and she brought his forehead to hers, feeling the comfort only he could bring her. Their lovemaking was exquisite and soul-connecting. He could feel her tears on his cheeks. "Don't cry" he whispered.

"I'm sorry. You're so beautiful"

"So are you"

You see the moon, I see the sun
Your day is gone, mine's just begun
Our time is more than a day
I can't forget with you on my mind
The moment we started to live separate lives
Our love is more than a day

Sweet hunnie pie, this ain't goodbye
It's not over
Come on and close your eyes
What's it gonna take to feel my love?
What's it gonna take to feel my love?

They climax together, lips crashing together at their peak, quieting each other. Their tongues danced skillfully and as their kiss was broken, they embraced. Neither wanted to give up contact. Princess Stevie disappeared as he stared at her. The years did nothing to her face but everything to her once innocent soul. All of the old heartbreak was evident in her chocolate eyes and it made tears well up in his blue oceans. "I'm going to take that pain from you" he tells her and she nods.

"I know you will. I'm healing already."

"Me too" he said. He kissed her again, and she dismounted, frowning at the withdrawal of him from her body.

"I've missed us,"

"I've missed us everyday" he agrees. "Promise to stay forever."

"I promise. Now that I'm back, you won't get rid of me so easily."

"Good." He touches her bare shoulder, stroking her hair from it to make contact with skin. "You are my world. I would die if I lost you again."

"I'm here" she says. "All that's left to do is tell the kids."

"You look nervous." he says, taking her hands in his.

"I'm very nervous."

"No need. I think your parents will be happy too"

"Can we go get our babies now?"

"Of course."

"I'm going to take a quick shower. Want in too?"

"Now why would I ever turn down seeing my hot wife naked?"

"Wife, huh?" She teases, giving him a coquettish smile.

"And what was that about you calling me your husband last night?" He teases back and her smile fades. "I'm sorry. That was insensitive."

"I was so scared, Lindsey. I've never seen Brock be so rough and to be on the receiving end..." She began to cry. "You saved me. I can't thank you enough for coming to get me. You didn't have to do that"

"I love you. I will protect you for the rest of my life. No one will ever hurt you again"

"I still think of you as my husband after all this time." she tells him softly. "And in my mind, no matter what happened, I always considered myself your wife." He's speechless, unable to find words to express exactly what he feels. There is nothing he could say to match what she confessed so he kisses her passionately. "I understand" she says, looking up at him as they pull apart.

"You always do."

A/N: I couldn't resist. I have no more saved back chapters so it's time to write some more! I hope you like this so far. Thank you for all the comments and votes!