« on: November 26, 2006, 01:31:06 AM »
A Late-Nite Visit Following a Wedding
The moment Gavilean and Tera had left the gangplank after Captain James and Wyheree Black were married, Des? smile dropped, and the light lean against her beloved husband was no longer light. Des burrowed against Gav's side while the arm around him tightened and her other hand came around to rest on his stomach as her head ducked to hide the tears that she wouldn't let be seen by any other. Her voice was barely above a whisper as she spoke, "The cemetery."
As soon as she had said those words, "The cemetery", Gavilean understood. He also cursed himself for being so dense and inconsiderate. Why hadn't he thought of this earlier? They were on a pirate ship and for the entire ceremony his Des had to look upon the face of a pirate captain as he was reciting vows and getting married. The last time she had experienced that was when she heard the vows of her Captain Jean de La Fontaine.
Gav winced and was angry with himself that he had allowed himself to get so caught up in the celebration that he completely forgot about Captain Fontaine and Des. And there he was, on the ship and yelling out "Pirate."
Gavilean held his dear wife tightly and whispered, "Of course, my love." He paused a moment and added, "And I'm so sorry."
As they turned toward the cemetery in a seamless motion their arms still around each other as she took comfort from his strength and immediate understanding as always Des tenderly stroked the man she loved with all her heart's cheek.
"Shhhhh no sorries from those lips. Tonight was for Wyh and James. I just need to go and say hello. We haven't been in a very long time and I need to make sure he knows we haven't forgotten him."
It really had been difficult but well worth it to see their friends so very happy tonight. She rubbed her cheek against his upper arm to clear her vision of the tears before they could fall.
Gavilean?s heart was breaking for Des, the woman he loved more than life itself and whom he'd give his life a thousand times for. She was always thinking of others. It had indeed been a very long time since they had visited the cemetery. The last time they sat there it was still summer. Now it was nearing winter and it was night and it would be cold at the cemetery. Leaves had fallen and the trees were bare.
"It's been too long, my love. I should have thought of this sooner. We've been busy but that's no excuse." They walked through the streets and made their way to the gate of the cemetery.
Her voice was very soft when she spoke in the quiet of the graveyard. "I feel badly that we haven't come, Babe. I promised I wouldn't ever forget but our life... I'm so happy...."
Their steps along the paths they traveled were hushed beneath the night sky. She didn't glance around as she usually did when she passed this way for tonight her attention was completely on the man at her side and the headstone they were approaching.
Gavilean?s elfin senses were tuned in to any danger that might be in the vicinity of the cemetery, but nothing could be sensed that was close to where they were. "I'm happy too, my love, and I'm sure Jean understands, especially since we have the baby on the way." He led her to the grave site and when she sat down, he sat behind her, and his arms went around her.
Des sank down onto the ground in front of her beloved husband and leaned back against his broad chest as his arms went around her over her growing tummy. She crossed her legs and her arms then rested her arms over his at her waist as her gaze moved over the beautiful headstone Jean's surviving crew members had bought for him.
Her thoughts traveled back in time to the first night she had met the French Pirate and a watery smile appeared that left tracks of moisture on her cheeks. "Love mine I do believe that all Pirates are alike.?
Des turned to the gravestone, ?Howdy Jean. I'm sorry that we haven't been here for awhile. Life has been crazy busy for us. Wyh got to marry her Pirate love tonight and everything is going very well for Gav and I. Actually things couldn't be going better. The little one will be here in a few more weeks and we are gonna start trying to pick a name. No one is trying to kill either of us lately. Well there was that one guy that broke both my arms but he don't count cause Gav healed me up real good right afterwards and then chopped off his head. The wedding business is going great and I'm doing real good at being diplomatic. I ain't stabbed or tackled anyone in months now. Oh! And I ain't cussed nobody neither." She paused to take a breath and wipe her cheeks and eyes with the back of her hand.
Gavilean held her close, keeping her warm as he listened. His chin was on her shoulder and his long, dark, soft hair was against the side of her head. As she spoke he remembered all the things that they had been through since being here.
Wyh did indeed have her pirate and Gav was so very glad that James was not French...or even close to French. He had grin at how Des spoke of not stabbing, tackling, or cussing anyone. Gav kissed her tear-wetted cheek and stayed silent so that Des could say all she needed to.
She nuzzled her cheek against her beloved husband's as she went quiet and just looked at the stone and the lettering on it then whispered to Gav. "He was so young and full of life Babe. Seeing all the Pirates tonight reminded me of that. How carefree and happy they all are. That live for the moment attitude they have. Rowdy and fun loving. He was like that you remember?"
He nodded against her cheek and spoke softly. "I remember. He had no fear and was so full of hope for the future. I was honored to have known him, baby. He was a very special man." He looked to the stone. "You hear that, Jean. You had to be special, because you won Des' heart before I even knew her. Only a very special man could do that, my friend."
Des ducked her head, after kissing his lips tenderly, to hide the blush stealing across her cheeks. The hands resting atop the arms crossed over their little one gave a loving squeeze. She continued in that hushed whisper that seemed appropriate for their midnight visit. "I love you so much Gav. Thank ya for lovin' me and most of all for understandin' me like ya do. I'm ready to go home now when you are love mine."
He nodded and kissed her again, then looked to the gravestone and spoke softly. "It was good being here with you, Jean. I'm taking good care of Des and we're really happy, so don't you worry about a thing." He stood up behind Des and helped her to her feet.
Gavilean's wife smiled softly up to him and placed her hand in his larger one to help pull herself to her feet. She was gaining weight and the assistance was appreciated more than usual to get from sitting on the ground to an upright position.
"Thank ya Babe. Jean we'll see ya again some time but it might be a while again but don't worry cause we won't forget ya." She turned away from the stone feeling a sense almost as though putting another piece of her past behind her as she tilted her head to the side and smiled again to Gav.
The King of Westridge kissed his queen's wonderful lips and took her by the hand. He led her to their home and would spend the night attending to her and showing her all his love.