Chapter 22  Rated R for some adult language content.

 

The Montgomery-Stone kitchen:

Maggie’s POV:

 

After poor Katherine left it was a little after midnight, and Lena called Patricia and told her the latest update, while Bianca, Andrea and me listened on the house speaker phone. She also told her to let Katherine’s friend know that something bad had gone down with the date, but not to give her details. That would be up to Katherine to share or not, but none of us wanted to think of her being alone tonight. So Pat assured us she would tell the fellow nurse and friend to go see her friend after work, and not take no as an answer. 

 

Pat then told us, that word was flying all over the hospital about Liz Grant, from Sally, the nurse I had spoken to.  The hospital grapevine was alive and if the Doc made the mistake of coming back looking for fresh meat or old, she was going to be in for one hell of a surprise from the nurses.  Lena laughed and said she was sorry that this wouldn’t happen and she would have paid big bucks to see what these women had in mind.

 

But she knew Liz, now. She wasn’t coming back to the hospital again. Hell the cops had her and Burke’s pictures all over the TV, internet and Newspapers. Liz and Burke would be so far underground, nothing would find them. Their only hope was Liz would need one more booze and sex fix, leaving Burke and Frankie alone for a few hours again and keep her date at her hotel with Katherine tonight.

 

We all found it pretty hard to believe Liz would be that stupid, but as Lena pointed out, she felt Liz was either that obsessed with her habits or this was some plan to stab Burke in the back and lead us to her, Frankie and Burke. Lena then told Pat she was sending a company Limo in ten to pick her up at the Emergency Entrance and she would be brought back here to spend the night.

 

I in the meantime was beginning to believe that what Lena had just proposed was just what HotDoc was up to.  I had spent enough time talking to this bitch, that I, like Lena, was beginning to understand her.  Her perverted sex shit was one thing, but this woman wasn’t about murder and kidnapping. She got herself in over her head and she was trying to find a way out. There was no freakin’ way she just “let slip” the remarks about me or Frankie. I was convinced she was using her drunken behavior and brutal rape fetish to mask her plan to lead us to her and get her out of this mess.  But she didn’t want it to look like that to her “bitch” playmate.  

 

“What are you two thinking?” Bianca asked glaring at Lena and I.

 

“I think she is trying to get a free pass, Bianca. She probably has it worked out in her own twisted mind, that if she leads us to Burke and Frankie, and she helps us save Frankie.  And then leads us to capturing Burke, we will let her go out of gratitude,” Lena said and I nodded my head in agreement.

 

Bianca sat there looking at us like we had three heads as her left eyebrow rose. I could see her go from zero to 160 in three seconds in her mind and she was going to blow.

 

She stood up with her water glass still in her hand and looked right at both Lena and I, “If you THINK I am going to let that filthy, skank, whore get off scott free you two have finally lost your FUCKING MINDS!” she yelled, slamming her glass down on to the kitchen floor for emphasis.

 

God my woman was such a Kane at times, it just gave me a chill. But this was one of those times it just made me want to take her right there in the kitchen. There never has been or ever will be anything sexier then my Bianca in pure Kane anger mode.  I think I was actually drooling.

 

“Bianca, you can’t think we would do that. I was saying what Mags and I think this bitch has reasoned out in her own deluded mind, not ours. Believe me; we will never let Burke or Grant walk away from any of this. And if you all are with me, I say we agree here and now, anything that happens after tonight is between us and my staff of four, Steve, Paul, Andrea and Pat.  No police, no judges, no courts, nothing. We will be the police, judge, and jury. And WE will decide what happens to these two dirt bags, no one else,”

 

Bianca took a calming breath while I just sat there listening to all this.  Lena, Pat and I had already discussed this in the hospital when we were waiting to hear about Lee. And from the little I knew of Lena’s staff, I knew they would do whatever we said and never tell a soul about it. They were beyond loyal to Lena and the rest of us.  And between Bianca, Lena and I, we had the power, the money and the means to pull this off.

 

Bianca then sat back down, “I’m sorry for losing it, I…”

 

“It’s ok, B, we have all been through hell, but you worse then any of us from the very beginning of this nightmare,” I said.

 

“Thank you. God can we all go into the living room, I feel like my ass has been glued to this chair all day,”

 

“Sure B,” ok so my girl’s mind is a little hard to follow sometimes, but not to me.  She’s just embarrassed about losing it and wants to change the subject for a few minutes.  She really hates when she goes in to Erica Kane mode.

 

I took B’s hand and we walked out to the living room, where I sat in her lap and she held me as we both sunk into our deep, soft leather couch.  Lena and Andrea then sat in the leather lazy boy chairs across from us. My mind wandered for a minute and I realized I was going to have to remember to clean that broken glass up though, before we went to bed, or Katie was bound to hurt herself on that come morning.

 

“So here’s the plan,” Lena said and spelled it all out, what Pat and I had discussed at the hospital on how we would handle Liz and Burke once we got them. We talked about Andrea and Pat coming with Lena and I to get Liz at the hotel, if she did show, and making the sick Doc take the four of us to where Frankie was right away. What would happen when we got to the hideout, who would go in and who would wait outside.  Once Pat arrived we discussed even more of the plans and talk well past 3:00am.

 

I felt really good about all of it and I couldn’t wait for it to be 5:00pm. How I wanted my hands on Liz’s neck and my baby girl back in my arms. But first we all needed sleep. Lena showed Pat and Andrea where they would sleep, but they of course would do that in shifts. Lena then said good night to all of us and returned to her beloved back at the hospital. She hoped against hope Lee hadn’t woken while she was gone.

 

Bianca and I said our goodnights to the guards, I reminded B we had to clean up the broken glass and then went to check on Katie once more before bed.  We snuck into her room and found our little angel still fast asleep, but she had a protector with her.

 

Greta had come into Katie’s room at some point and had her arms wrapped around our little girl.  Bianca and I felt both shame and happiness. We should have been the ones holding Katie, but the things we had taken care of this evening had to be done to get our little one’s twin back, safe and sound. It was times like these we thanked all the Gods for Greta. She was always there for our girls and she always would be.  They were never a job or chore to her. She was like their older sister, more then nanny. And the love these three had for each other was a beautiful thing to behold.

 

Bianca and I kissed both Greta and Katie in their foreheads and left them to their sleep.  We then returned to our room and helped each other get undressed for the second time tonight.  We were both bone tired and neither of us could stop yawning. It was to the point we both started to laugh.

 

“Sweetie?”

 

“Yes love,” I said.

 

“Would you take a warm bath with me before bed?  I want to feel you in my arms again and the water all around us, before we sleep,”

 

“Sure baby, but aren’t you afraid we might fall asleep in there and god forbid drown,”

 

“Always the romantic, Stone,”

 

“Hey, I’m just saying, I can barely keep my eyes open now baby,”

 

“You’re right, it was a stupid idea. Never mind,”

 

I came up behind her and hugged my sweet wife, “Baby it wasn’t stupid, just not the safest thing at this moment. How about we do it in the morning, instead of our shower? How does that sound?”

 

“I think it sounds great. Thanks sweetie,” she said turning around and kissing me.

 

“I love you Stone,”

 

“I love you too, Montgomery. Always will,”

 

We then crawled naked into bed, after I locked the door. Not wanting any surprises from guards or Katie come morning.  Bianca cuddled up behind me and held me tight. Her breath on my neck, and I knew she was already fast asleep. 

 

I smiled and hugged her arms that held me.  Thankful that within hours I would bring our child back to this wonderful woman and those two monsters would be locked away for good. That was my promise to her and Katie.  And I wasn’t going to let anything or anyone come between me and that promise.

 

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Back at the kidnapper’s hideaway:

 

Liz’s POV:

 

Well I made it back in plenty of time. Burke was still out cold and snoring up a storm. He had fallen asleep at the table in the middle of this empty warehouse of ours. Empty for the most part that is.

 

There was a fridge full of food for us and a microwave to cook it. Some paper plates, plastic silverware and paper cups.  I mean after all this was a kidnapping not a day at the Ritz. 

 

I went to check on the kid first and make sure nothing had happened to her while I was gone.  After all she was my ticket out of this mess.

 

I peaked inside the dark room, once I unlocked the door and walked over to the bed.  I could see her eyes were open, as just a little reflection from the light outside the room bounced off of them. 

 

For a second she looked scared and then she got that confident air about her. I really liked this kid, she had guts and she didn’t take any shit from anyone.  She made me wish she was mine. She was just the kind of kid I would love to have, but that wasn’t happening. What would I do with a kid with my lifestyle?  Nothing, that was for damn sure. So I shook those silly ideas out of my head and walked over to her.

 

“So how are you doing kid?”

 

“I have to pee something terrible, lady. I almost had an accident, but I held it a long, long time,”

 

“Oh man, Frankie, I’m such a stupid shit. I never thought about that before I left you. I’m sorry kid,” I said picking her up in my arms and carried her over to the only bathroom we had here. I was filthy, but at least it worked. I told her to stand for a little bit so I could put some paper towels on the seat. Lord only knew what kind of diseases she or any of us could pickup from this thing.

 

“There you go kid, all set. I’ll just stand over there so you can have some privacy, ok,”

 

“Umm lady, I need your help getting up on the seat,” she said grabbing her crotch trying so hard not to pee before she sat down. “Sure toots, I got you,” I picked her up and put her down and then left her with a roll of paper in her hands.

 

I could hear the river of pee coming out of her and wondered how the poor thing had held on for so long. I would just have to make sure to let her know to ask me next time.

 

“So kid, are you hungry?” I yelled to her from my corner.

 

“Uh huh,” she said, still peeing up a storm.

 

“Good, do you like Mac and Cheese, I got you lots of that,”

 

“Yeah I love that,” she said and I could hear she was finally done and wiping herself,

 

“You done sport?”

 

“Uh huh,”

 

I went and helped her off the toilet and took her over to the sink, though I wasn’t sure how clean we would get her hands, but the water seemed clean. “Don’t touch the sink. Here I’ll hold you up so you can reach the water better. There does that work?”

 

“That’s good lady, thanks.  You can put me down now. So how about that Mac and Cheese, lady? I could eat a horse,”

 

I laughed; this kid really cracked me up. She was so much like Maggie. Made me miss all those fun late night chats I used to have with her Mom, before Maggie shut me out.

 

“You know, you are a lot like your Mom, Maggie. She’s a real pistol just like you,”

 

“Yeah, Mama says I am a chip of the old block, but I don’t know what block she’s talking about.  She says it’s just an expression, means I’m like Mom,” she said with her little chest puffed out with pride, “You know my Mom is a world famous Doctor and I am going to be one too when I grow up,”

 

“You are?”

 

“Yeah, because people really need doctors.  My little baby brother is being taken care of by doctors and nurses, because he’s really tiny and not totally cooked yet. That’s what my Aunt Lena says. She’s cool. You would really like her,”

 

“I bet, I’ve heard interesting things about her,” I said, thinking to myself, if half of what I had heard, I would give my right arm to handcuff Lena Kundera to a bed and ride her for a few precious hours.

 

“Well, well, so the brat is up. Who said you could untie her, bitch?”

 

“Oh lighten up, Burke, she hadn’t peed in hours, I had to let her up and she hasn’t eaten either. So go sit back in you chair, while I fix all of us something to eat. Frankie and I are both hungry enough to eat a horse, right kid,”

 

“Right, Lady,” she said, sticking her tongue out at Kevin.

 

“You know kid, you keep doing that and I am going to either cut if off when you sleep or put it to good use on something you’ve never seen before,”

 

I stood in front of Burke with Frankie behind me.

 

“Yeah, yeah, I know beat me to death with my own arm,” he said, walking away from both of us, and headed to the john to relieve himself.

 

“Ok, Frankie lets go fix that dinner,”

 

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Lena’s POV: Back in Lee’s Hospital room:

 

I had been back for over and hour, but the nurses said Lee never woke while I was gone. She had been given some serious meds to make her sleep. And I was feeling guilty having left her, but I hoped she would understand when I had a chance to tell her we might have Frankie back later tonight.

 

I held her hand and watched my sweet lady sleep, her stomach going up and down as she breathed. Every once and awhile our little girl would give her poor Mom a swift kick and I would see her stomach actually move. And sometimes I swear I saw the outline of the foot. It made me wonder if our little one was going to be the next Mia Hamm, girl soccer player and star.  I made a mental note to go out, after all this madness was done, and buy my baby girl her first soccer ball and a little Mia Hamm shirt to wear.  The idea had me laughing and then I heard Lee, “What’s got you laughing this hour of the night, wife?”

 

“Just our kidlet, sweet cheeks,”

 

“Oh yeah, what about her?”

 

“Just watching her kicking you from in there, made me think about buying her a teenie weenie soccer ball and a Mia Hamm shirt. What do you think?”

 

“I think I need a stronger uterus and stomach for this soccer player of yours,” she said with the first smile I had seen in her eyes since the kidnapping.

 

“Sorry, baby,” I said, kissing her lips and hands, “I love you, Mrs. Kundera, you know that?”

 

“I’ve heard tell, but I never tire of hearing you say it, Mrs. Kundera.  So what’s going on in that head of yours Lena, I can see the wheels turning and I know it’s not about soccer,”

 

“You know me too well, lover,”

 

“So spill,”

 

“It’s Liz Grant; we had a major brake through tonight. It looks like Maggie and I will get the chance to catch this bitch and get Frankie back tonight, with any luck,”

 

“Really, but that’s great Lena,”

 

“Yeah it is, but it seems too easy, and I hate easy. I have a sick feeling something terrible is going to happen,”

 

“Lena,”

 

“Yeah baby,”

 

“When your wife is in ICU and she’s had surgery and they tell her she might lose her baby. It’s really not a good idea to tell her in the wee hours of the night that you think some major bad shit is going to go down,”

 

“God, Lee, I am a fucking ass sometimes. I’m so sorry sweetie,” I said burying my stupid head on her shoulder.

 

“It’s ok, sweetie, I’m the one that told you to tell me everything. No more secrets, remember. So it’s my fault,”

 

“Naw i’s naw,”

 

“Lena, I can’t hear you if you bury your face like that,”

 

“No it’s not I said,”

 

“Come here, sweetie.  You’re my brave solder and I know you have been running around being the uber wonder woman all day.  Get up here and lay next to me, I don’t care what those Doctors or nurses say,”

 

And I did, I crawled up as carefully as I could and snuggled next to my wife. It wasn’t the most comfortable position, but it was heaven to me.  I was nothing without Lee, people just didn’t know it. My world would come crashing down around me if I lost her and our baby. I would become something so dark and horrible I couldn’t even think about it.

 

“Lena,”

 

“Yes my love,”

 

“I know you have to go and save Frankie with Maggie tomorrow night, and I want you to know I’m fine with that.  But Kundera, if you die on me, I will hunt you down and drag your sorry ass back here, do you hear me, wife?”

 

“Yes baby. Drag my sorry dead ass back. Got it – no dying check,”

 

We both feel asleep after our little chat and didn’t wake till the nurses made us at 6 in the morning. It was going to be a long day and only the gods knew how it was going to end.

 

TBC

 

Stephanie aka The Diva

 

The next chapter will be the events leading to the END of the kidnapping.  What those will be, you will have to see tomorrow when they will be posted.  Please tell me what you think of the last two chapters. I’m off to bed.

 

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Chapter 23  

 

This chapter will have different ratings for different sections. They will range from PG-13 to NC-17 due to adult language, some moderate love making, to violence and attempted rape.  Due to the subject matter of this story, there are some very adult themes. Please be aware and read or skip sections per your own discretion.

 

Maggie’s POV: Rated R

 

I had been awake for approximately 20 minutes, and neither Bianca nor I had moved so much as an inch since we fell asleep. I continued to hold on to my wife’s arms, enjoying the feeling of safety and warmth they have always brought to me.  And today I needed that to the max.

 

I saw, through our bedroom shades that it was bright sunny day, and I chose to take that as a positive omen for today’s events.  Maybe it would prove to be wishful thinking, but I was dismissing any and all negative thoughts today, no matter what.  Our success in bringing Frankie back safe and sound, and my friend as well, I felt hinged on any and all confidence we could all muster.

 

“Maggie, are you awake?”

 

“Yes, my love,”

 

Bianca began to pepper my neck and shoulders with her special brand of kisses.  This always gave me chills that went straight to my core.  I took her hand and moved it slowly to my already wet center. I could feel her lips smiling as she felt my arousal and she continued to kiss my neck.

 

“Someone’s horny,” she said with a soft giggle, she usually shared with only me.

 

“It’s what you do to me, my love.  You know I can’t have you near me and certainly not pressed against me like this and not respond to the hotness that is you, Bianca,” I said, slowly rolling over so I could face her and give her a morning kiss.

 

“Hi,”

 

“Hi,” I answered back. We kissed and I noticed my sexy wife still had her fingers within me, as they seemed to be caressing my inner walls and her thumb gently ran small circles over my love button. Or so my sweet wife was fond of calling it. 

 

Her casual, gentleness was actually turning me on more then if she were thumping me with all her strength.  There was something in her touch and the look in her eyes that made me realize she wanted this to be my first sexual experience since the “Liz” nightmare. And she wanted it to be loving, slow and a shared experience.  Shared as in our souls because it was still too soon for her after the birth of Leo.

 

“Baby,” I moaned as she continued to play me.

 

“Yes, my love.  Does this bring you pleasure, Maggie,”

 

“Oh yes,” I answered, my hips starting to rock now under their own needs.  “I love your touch, Bianca,” I said, resting my head in the nape of her neck.  “I’m going to cum baby,”

 

“I know my sweet. Just let go,” she said, her voice throaty and deep. And the last thing I heard before I came.  I never experienced anything like that, so effortless, so pure.  My wife had barely touched me physically and yet in some ways she had touched me so deep once the high had passed I melted into her embrace and wept like a baby.  Not out of sadness, or the sense of loss over our child, but through a sense of overwhelming intimacy we had lost and now rediscovered since my return.

 

“Happy, my love,” she asked.

 

“Always with you, Bianca, always,”

 

We didn’t speak much after that.  She waited a bit and then took my hand and led me to our bath. We took our slow, leisurely bath we had wanted last night and we stayed there for an hour. Then we dried, dressed and joined Katie, Greta and the new guards for a wonderful breakfast, with lots of laughter, good food and good conversation. 

 

One would have thought it was just a normal day, instead of one that could very likely end in disaster by nightfall.

 

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Lena’s POV:   Rated PG-13

 

“I have to go, sweetie,”

 

“I know Lena, give one more kiss, please,” Lee said with a look of dread in her eyes.

 

I kissed her and told her not to worry, but we both knew that was impossible.  Too many unknowns existed.

 

“I love you Lee, both you and our baby.  Please take care of each other for me and I promise I will return to you as soon as I can,”

 

“You better, Kundera, I’m not going through this alone,”

 

“You won’t baby I swear on all I love, I will return to you and our child,”

 

Lee threw her arms around my neck and hugged me one last time. Trying so hard not to cry, but losing the battle.  I finally pried her arms loose, gave her one last kiss and told her I loved her. Knowing if I didn’t leave now I never would.

 

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Maggie’s POV: Rate PG-13

 

Lena had arrived thirty minutes ago and immediately spent time with Katie, to assure her neither she nor Lee were the least bit upset with our little one and never could be.  The two of them sat, talked and even cried together.  A sight most people may not have believed possible with Lena Kundera. But few people, outside of our circle, knew the old softy that resided within my best and trusted friend.  When it came to kids, friends and her wife, Lena was someone who not only had your back, she was someone who loved you with every ounce of her being and she wasn’t ashamed to show it to the few of us who held that precious heart.

 

“Hey princess, can I borrow Lena now?  She and I have lots to do today,”

 

“Sure Mom,” Katie said, giving her hero, Lena, one last huge hug and kiss, and me too, before she ran off with Greta to play in the back yard.

 

I caught Lena wiping a tear from her eye and smacked her on the arm, “My kid is turning you into one huge pussy, Kundera. You are so whipped.  There will be no hope for you once your own little girl arrives,”

 

“Tell me about it, that kid is going to get away with murder,” Lena said with a teary laugh.  “What the hell has happened to me?”

 

“Only good things, my friend. Only good things,” I said taking her into a hug.

 

“Boss, if the hug fest is done, we haven’t much time and we have lots to go over,” Andrea said with a wink.

 

“I really like this one, Lena.  You have to bring her around more often when this is all done,”

 

“You’re married, remember,” Bianca said, sneaking up behind me.

 

“I remember, sweetie, I didn’t mean for me,”

 

“Sure Stone,” Bianca said, giving me the evil eye, but not really. She knew she had me and no one was getting dibs on my heart or anything but her.

 

Andrea and Pat stood before us dressed in sexy head-to-toe black spy wear. Well that’s what I called it because I didn’t know how they referred to it.  They had bullet proof vests on over their tops. Two guns holstered to their sides, ammo belt that also had Tourniquets in a small black pouch on the back of the belt. And long knives sheathed and strapped to the outside of both of their lower legs.  I immediately thought of Angelina Jolie, as Tomb Raider, and couldn’t stop drooling or laughing.

 

“What’s so funny Doc,” they both asked.

 

“You two, my god you both look like Angelina Jolie in Tomb Rader.  It’s very hot,”

 

They both smiled and actually blushed, which surprised both Lena and me. You wouldn’t think black ops gals would still blush over anything. It made them look even sexier and cuter.

 

That’s when Bianca smacked me across the back of my head, not saying a word.

 

Lena and the two women tried hard not to laugh, but finally burst into laughter at my wife’s action and my guilty face.

 

“Come on B; tell me you don’t think they look hot in all THAT,”

 

Bianca smiled and blushed as well, having to admit, she too was turned on.

 

“Thank you,” I said and gave my girl a kiss.

 

“So, do Lena and I get to dress like that too?” I said like an anxious 2 year old.

 

“Hell no, Stone,” I’m not trusting you with any kind of weapon. We could all end up dead with you and your aim,”

 

“Hey, that was one time at the shooting range with you and Lee.  Who knows maybe I could be better now,” I said defensively. But I knew as well as Lena did, that was a lie.

 

“Uh huh, nice try friend, but no.  And Lee made me promise to leave the shooting and weapons to my staff here.  She’s afraid you and I would end up shooting each other,”

 

“Fine, but why can’t I at least wear the hot outfit. Frankie would love it,”

 

“We are going to wear the outfits, just not the weapons. But we both get a vest too, just incase Burke gets any bright ideas of shooting at me again, or you,”

 

“Good, better safe then sorry,”

 

 So Lena and I got all decked out. We had an hour before Liz was to meet Katherine at the restaurant at the hotel. But instead of Kate, she would be meeting the Stone-Kundera mode squad.  I have to tell you I was feeling really stoked for this. My adrenaline was pumping and I felt like I was going to jump out of my skin.

 

Bianca gave me one sexy look and whispered into my ear that she wanted me to wear this outfit again, just for her. That opened up my flood gates, but I didn’t have time to change again.  Damn this woman really knew how to get to me.

 

“I’m going to make you pay for that, B, when I get back,” I said and kissed her until she couldn’t breathe anymore and pulled away.

 

“Just come back with Frankie and the rest of you in one piece.  I don’t want any calls telling me you’re in the hospital, you got it, Stone?”

 

“Yes Ma’am, I will do the best I can,”

 

We hugged once more, kissed goodbye and we all headed out for the SUV. Bianca standing by the front door waving goodbye.  I called shotgun, Andrea was in the driver’s seat and Lena and Pat took up the back. We all put our seatbelts on and took a deep breath.

 

“Well ladies, this is it. Show Time!” I said and motioned for Andrea to head out. But there was one problem we didn’t plan for.  A three car pileup on the road leading to the hotel, trapped us and made us late.  45 minutes late to be exact.  The longest 45 minutes of my life.  All I could think was thank God we had left early.

 

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No one’s POV:  Rated PG-13

 

Liz sat in the restaurant, in her hotel, casually sipping a sparkling water, enjoying her meal, knowing full well one red headed nurse, from last night’s debauchery, would not be returning as planned. 

 

No instead she waits patiently for Lena and Maggie to arrive at this place looking for her.  She knows she has made it too easy and inviting for them not to show. She has also dispatched one Kevin Burke, once again, and left him to sleep, till her return.  But for some reason her expected guests are late. It is almost 5:45pm and if she stays much longer, the drug will wear off and Kevin will awake before the desired time. 

 

She takes another sip of her drink, non alcoholic, because she needs to be sharp tonight. Checks her watch once more and then hears some commotion coming from the entrance to the restaurant.  It is then she sees four women, two of which are Lena and Maggie, dressed as if for war entering the restaurant and headed straight for her table.

 

“Well, well it took you two long enough. I had about given up hope. Thought for sure the cops would find me first, but here you are. And with very attractive backup I see,”

 

Lena and Maggie were not amused by Liz’s remark and calm demeanor at seeing them.

 

“What’s wrong you two, did you really think I spewed all that pertinent info to that little cow, because I was drunk? “ Liz shakes her head and laughs. “You people are so gullible.  No I knew you two would show up and come to save the day, or should I say the child.  Who I need to get back to, before Kevin wakes up.  I slipped him a little micki and it is due to wear off shortly, so we best be going,”

 

Lena leaned over the table, tilted her head and looked Liz squarely in the eyes, “so you want us to believe that you’re helping us now, is that it, bitch?”

 

“Mmmm, Mmmm you are a tall glass of cool water aren’t you Kundera?  Kevin was right about you.  He said you were just my type.  Too bad we don’t have time for all five of us to go up to my room and test out that theory,”

 

Lena back handed Liz across the mouth and almost knocked her out of her chair. But the tall blonde grabbed onto the table, thus preventing her fall.  The other patrons in the restaurant gasp and stared at the five women.

 

“Lena! We don’t have time for this. We need to get to Frankie,” Maggie whispers.

 

“That’s right love, but if that is any indication of what you are like in bed, I want a rematch when this rescue is over,” Liz says winking at Lena and wiping the blood from her mouth and then licking it off her hand. Slowly and very sensually, as she smirks at her captures.

 

Both Lena and Maggie wanted to gag, but each grab Liz by one of her arms and drag her out of her seat and out of the restaurant.

 

“Don’t bruise the merchandise ladies, not unless one of you is paying for it,” Liz said loudly as they all left the restaurant.

 

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Andrea’s  POV:  Rated PG-13

 

I pulled the SUV up to the warehouse Dr. Sleaze pointed out to us.  This woman was giving me the creeps. Every time I caught her giving me the eye I wanted to pull the car over and beat the living crap out of her. But we had a mission, so I sucked it up and kept going.

 

I parked the SUV and we all got out of the car.  Lena had a death grip on the bitch and Dr. Stone looked like she was trying to stay focused, by not looking at her nemesis. I really had to hand it to Doc Stone, if I had been brutalized like she had by this woman, I would have her down on the ground and torturing her for hours. But then I don’t have a kid, and that was what we were really here for. I’m guessing that trumps beating your rapist to death, at least for now.

 

Lena told us to stay outside and not come in unless we heard gun shots. She and Maggie were going to handle Burke, it was a thing of honor for them, I think. And both Pat and I totally respected that, even if we didn’t agree with it.  Neither Pat nor I liked the idea of these two going in there alone and unarmed. Especially since Dr. Sleaze said Burke had a gun. But Lena and Maggie were worried if they went in there guns a blazing Frankie could be hurt or killed.  So this was the plan and they were sticking to it.

 

“Andrea – Pat, you two have the chopper on the way with our medical staff ready if Frankie or anyone is hurt?”

 

“Yes Boss. And we have another one on the way as well with Steve and Joe ready to take Burke when this is over,” I said, knowing she knew we didn’t want Liz to know she was also going to be hauled off to parts unknown when the rescue was complete.

 

“Good, well this is it then. Stay sharp and come running if you hear shots, but only then,”

 

“Got it boss,”

 

Dr. Stone and Lena then followed Dr. Sleaze into the warehouse, just as they heard the most horrific, blood curdling scream. “FRANKIE!” Maggie cried out, as she and Lena took off in a dead run.

 

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Frankie’s rescue: Rated NC-17 for strong language, violence, and attempted rape of a minor.  Anyone under the age of 18 should not read this section.  This is a disturbing chapter. Please read at your own risk.

 

Please note this part begins just minutes before Maggie and Lena arrive to rescue Frankie.  Now on with the drama.

 

Kevin wakes up from his Liz induced nap and notices how quiet it is and goes to check on Frankie and Liz, who he expects to find watching the kid as directed.  But Only Frankie is in the room and Kevin goes crazy.

 

"Where's your friend kid?" he yells.

 

Frankie is tied to the bed as usual, but gives Burke her classic Stone look of defiance, "none of your business, loser," she answers back.

 

"Oh, don't test me kid, I'm ripe for giving one hell of a beatin' tonight, if you press me too far. Now where the fuck is Liz and talk fast runt,"

 

"She went to get my Mom and Lena and they are going to be here real soon and kick your sorry ass," Frankie bragged, not realizing the effect her truth would have on this sick fuck.

 

"The fuck you say?" Burke barks out, but Frankie just flips him the finger, as best she can from her tied hands.  He storms out of the room and starts looking for evidence that what the kid says is true, and realizes Liz is really gone and doing just what the brat said.

 

"That's it, I'll leave those bitches with something to really remember me by," he curses.

 

Kevin storms back across the warehouse and into Frankie's little room, where only the light from outside the room aluminates the area.  He stands like a huge ogre in the doorway, pure fury written all over his face.

 

"It's time to show you what your Mothers have been missin' little girl. And if you are anything like those fuckin' dykes, this might be the only cock you'll ever get to see. But I'll give you lots to remember to last a lifetime you fucking brat."

 

Kevin begins to unbuckle his belt and unzip his pants as he stalks over towards the three year old.  The child's usual defiant demeanor takes on a look of confusion and fear, having no idea what this man is going to do to her, but frightened by the look of something she has never seen before, being lust, and pure hate in his eyes. 

 

Frankie begins to pull on the ropes harder and harder the more he approaches. Her fragile skin on her wrists begins to chafe and finally tears from the ropes with the force of her movements. Her breathing becoming labored, as she begins to kick to keep this creature away.

 

"Not so brave anymore, are you runt?" Burke sneers, pulling the gun from behind his back and pointing at the child. "I'll be needing this for when you’re Mom and Lena show up.  Kill two birds with two bullets and then you will be all mine.  And then I'll dump all your dead bodies at your Mama Bianca's doorstep.  What do you think of that you little smart mouthed bitch?"

 

Frankie is frozen as she listens to his threats, too scared to cry, but not too scared to fight, "I hate you, you pig. My Mom is going to gut you like a fish if you touch me," she yells, fighting off the urge to cry or be sick.

 

"Big talk from a runt, and a tied up runt at that.  Enough with the foreplay kid, time to get down to business." the monster said, forcing all his weight down on Frankie's little stomach and legs, to prevent anymore kicking.

 

The tiny blonde child struggled against his weight and pulled and pulled on the ropes, her blood now staining the ropes and sheets beneath her hands as she struggled.

 

"Give it up kid, you might as well lay back and enjoy it.  If you fight me it will only hurt more,"

 

Frankie stopped struggling and reached deep down inside of herself to do two more things, while praying her Mom would come running through those doors to save her any second now. She leaned her head back and then let a huge amount of spit fly, landing squarely in Kevin's left eye. Then she let loose such a scream, had this not been an isolated warehouse it would have been heard for blocks.

 

Burke didn't know what to do first, remove the spittle or plug up his ears from the pain this child's scream was inducing.  So his reflexes kicked in and backhanded the kid almost knocking her out, then he tried to wipe the spit from his eye.  As his vision began to clear, he noticed some movement on the wall above the kid’s bed and could have sworn he had heard the sound running footsteps just before that.

 

"Get the fuck off of her Burke," Maggie said through gritted teeth.  It had been Maggie and Lena's shadows Burke was looking at as he picked up the gun from the bed, but didn't turn to look at the women.

 

"I don't think so Stone, the kid and I were just gettin' acquainted."

 

"Careful he's got a gun," Liz said, standing behind the other two women.

 

"Mommy, please," was all Frankie could get out with her head spinning, blood dripping from her nose and mouth and wanting to pass out; but too afraid to.

 

That's all Maggie and Lena needed to hear. There was only 5 feet between them and that bed so they both charged Burke, not caring about a gun or anything else he might have. Both were so full of rage at this point, nothing could have stopped them. 

 

Burke turned and shot Lena first in the shoulder, then aimed at Maggie, as best her could in the dark, and shot her in the left shoulder, then thigh and again in the right arm then his gun jammed. But the Mother within Maggie was ready to take on a hundred bullets if Burke had them and she never missed a beat charging that bed screaming the whole way and jumping on top of the scum holding her precious daughter.

 

Lena wounded as well, stopped for but a second reeling from the gun shot, but then charged behind Maggie diving behind Burke and grabbing his arm with the gun and smashing his fingers against the wall, making him drop the weapon. 

 

Lena yelled for Liz to grab the gun, which lay on the bed now while Lena and Maggie had him pinned between them. They didn't know Andrea and Pat had charged in hearing the shots and had their backs covered now. Andrea grabbed the gun while Pat held another on Liz. 

 

Maggie Pushed herself up and back from Burke and then punched him with every last ounce of strength she had, knocking the fucker out and on top of Lena.

 

 

"Nice right cross Stone," Lena smirked. Both she and Maggie oblivious to their wounds or pain, just glad this piece of shit was down for the count and Frankie was safe.

 

"Thanks," Maggie huffed out crawling off the bed and desperately trying to untie Frankie's hands.

 

 

"God damn it, does everything have to be so fucking difficult," Maggie screamed.  The ropes so drenched in Frankie's blood and the knots so tight now from her pulling on them, her Mother had no hope of getting them untied. “Baby, am I hurting you? God, your poor little wrists,”

 

"I'm sorry Mommy," Frankie finally spoke.

 

"Oh baby, it's not your fault, I just can't get these damn things off of you sweetie,"

 

"Here," Andrea said softly, handing Maggie her knife.

 

Maggie looked up at the woman and smiled, "thanks Andrea, you keep turning up at the best times,"

 

 "It's my job, ma'am. Besides it wouldn't look good on my resume if two of my current bosses died while I was supposed to be protecting them, now would it?" Andrea said with a smirk.

 

"Oh I really do like her, Lena,"

 

Lena just smiled at Andrea and said nothing.  Andrea then went to her boss, to put a tourniquet on Lena’s arm to stop the bleeding.

 

"Ok sweetie, let's get these things off of you baby," Maggie said to her daughter.

 

"Thanks Mommy.  I knew you would come. Liz said you would and I fought him and fought him till you came. But he sucker punched me, Mom." 

 

"So I see, well you were my brave, brave little girl, Frankie. I'm so proud of you," she said finally freeing Frankie's hands. 

 

"I'm proud of you too Mommy. You and Lena really kicked his butt.  I warned him you would, but he didn't believe me," she said with pride, as she tried to sit up.

 

During the Mother Daughter reunion, Lena dragged Burke's unconscious body off of Frankie and the bed and dumped him onto the floor.  Grabbing more rope from the top of the dresser to tie him up.

 

"Andrea I need your help, I can't do this with a bum shoulder. Is the chopper ready to take us all out of here?  Lena asked.

 

"Yes, and we have the other chopper with Steve and Joe waiting to take these two,"

 

"Hey, I helped you people and protected the kid from him," Liz said. As Pat took out some handcuffs and put them on the demented Doc.

 

"You can't do this, I helped you people?" Liz kept protesting.

 

"Would someone please gag that bitch already," Lena yelled.  Andrea saw duct tape on the dresser and taped Liz's mouth shut. "See how you like it, bitch," Andrea said.

 

Both Lena and Maggie looked at Andrea; they weren't used to her being so verbal or demonstrative. "Go Andrea," Maggie said and went back to checking Frankie out.

 

"Mommy what are you doing?" Frankie asked her Mother. 

 

"Just checking for broken bones or anything else that pig might have done to you, baby," 

 

"I'm fine, Mom, just a little woozy from the sucker punch and my nose hurts.  Mom?" 

 

"Yeah Frankie,"

 

"Don't tell no one please,” she whispered to her Mom, “but I was kinda scared and I think I kinda peed on myself when he got on top of me.  I tried real hard not to, but he said he was going to do awful things to me, Mommy. And he was going to kill you and Lena, and..."

 

"Oh baby," Maggie cried, finally letting her guard down, taking her precious little girl into her lap and arms and held her.

 

"I'm so, so sorry Frankie, you're ok now and he will never, ever hurt you again.  My brave, brave Frankie,"

 

"Mommy, don't cry, I'm ok now. But you know what Mom?"

 

"What baby girl?"

 

"You remember when you said you were just a Mom and not a Super Hero,"

 

"Yes sweetie,"

 

"Well I got to tell you, Mom. You were just like a Super Hero today and Auntie Lena too. You're both my very own Super Heroes forever and ever after today,"

 

"Oh baby," Maggie cried some more,

 

"Mommmm, you got to stop crying, it's in the Super Hero handbook," Frankie said very seriously.

 

"Yeah Mom, don't you know anything," Lena smirked.

 

"Shut up Kundera," Maggie shot back.

 

"Nice Stone, no respect for your fellow Super Hero,"

 

And that did it; they all started to laugh, including Frankie and the two guards.

 

Lena and Andrea then finished tying Burke up. Burke started to come to, but this time Lena clocked him, needing a little satisfaction of her own.  Even though she knew she was going to get even more later. But Maggie and the kiddo needed medical attention now.

 

"Oh I enjoyed that," she said, shaking the pain out of her hand. Then she got up to help Maggie and Frankie with their bleeding.

 

"Maggie we need to stop your bleeding and Frankie’s too, here use these," Lena said, holding the sheets that Andrea had found in the dresser.  But Maggie kept hold of her baby girl as the two of them had finally let their emotions take over from the laughing to crying, as they wept and rocked in each others arms.

 

Lena and the guards gave them a few more minutes, taking the time to call Steve and Joe to come and take out the trash with Pat's help, meaning Liz and Burke of course.  They were going to be transported to Corporate HQ, where Lena and Bianca had very special custom cells set up for their guests. 

 

Andrea finally got the tourniquets on Maggie to help slow her blood loss down. Then she  and Lena helped Maggie and Frankie into the chopper and the four of them headed off to their private clinic, where no questions would be asked about any of their injuries.  Lena would have someone come and pickup the SUV later.

 

Once Frankie was safely in the Chopper, Maggie grabbed Lena, “I’m really messed up, Lena. Tell Bianca I’m sorry, but I did the best I could,” then the petite Doc blacked out from all the pain and loss of blood she had ignored till she knew Frankie was safe.

 

TBC

 

Stephanie  aka The Diva

 

So there you have it. I hope I didn’t upset any of you too much. With this chapter, but it had to be done per the SL.  There is more to come, but no more updates this weekend. I don’t know about the rest of you, but I sure need a rest from all the drama. As always thanks for reading, for FB and please let me know how you feel about the chapter.

 

 

I guess after so much intense drama this chapter feels a little dry to me, but I hope it isn’t. I hope each of you will enjoy it as well. So here we go, tonight’s offering of Is forever possible? As ever, thank you everyone who takes the time to read this story and those who leave the FB that keeps this FB whore coming back for more. *hugs*

 

Chapter 24  Rated R for adult Language content

 

Bianca's POV:

 

I'm about ready to go out of my mind. It feels like ages since Maggie called to say they had Liz and were on the way to get Frankie.  I don't want to worry, but I have a sick feeling something went terribly wrong. 

 

Katie is here with me watching over Leo, and I don't want to upset or worry her, but I just feel like screaming if I don't hear from someone soon.

 

"Is there anything I can get your or the little on, Mrs. Montgomery?"

 

"No nurse, but thank you,"

 

"Well, I hate to rush you two, but we need to do some of our daily test, etc with Leo, so I will have to ask the two of you to leave in about five minutes,"

 

"That's fine; we need to be going anyway. Thank you so much for letting Katie come, it really meant a lot to her,"

 

"Yes, thank you," my polite child said, making me so proud. As she always did.

 

"Just think, Mrs. M. in another week, if Leo continues to do this well, you can take him home,"

 

"Yes, I know and I for one can't wait.  Being able to hold him for more then a few minutes at a time will be pure heaven," I said.  Then I felt my cell phone vibrate.

 

"Katie, I have to answer my phone, but I can't do it here. We need to go now baby,"

 

"Ok Mama.  By Leo, see you soon brother. Love you," she said and kissed the side of his incubator.

 

I took Katie's little hand and we rushed towards the nearest floor exit and stairwell.

 

I saw on the caller ID it was Lena and part of me was afraid to answer. I knew if she was calling me and not Maggie, something bad had indeed happened.

 

"Lena, where's Maggie and Frankie?"

 

"I'm with both of them, Bianca. But we had some problems. I need you here at the clinic. I don't really want to do this over the phone,"

 

"Are they alive?" I asked desperately fearing the answer.

 

"Yes, of course, sweetie, but Maggie - Maggie was shot, Bianca.  She said to tell you she was sorry,"

 

"And Frankie; was she hurt?"

 

"Her wrists are messed up and some other...look B, please just come,"

 

"Yes - yes I'll be right there. I just want to tell Lee you are alright.  I promised I would see her right away.  Lena?"

 

"Yes,

 

"You, are you alright?"

 

"Yes, Bink's, I have a wound on my one shoulder, but it's nothing,"

 

"God Lena, you should have told me,"

 

"Bianca please, just tell my wife I'm fine and I will see her as soon as I can,"

 

"OK, see you all soon,"

 

***

 

Katie and I then went to Lee's room, "Lee sweetie, good news, they got Frankie, and Lena said to tell you she is fine,"

 

"What's wrong, Bianca, if she were fine and everything is good she would have called me,"

 

"Well, she wouldn't tell me everything on the phone. All I know is they had some problems and Maggie has been shot and Frankie has some injuries too.  And Lena - well, she said she had a wound too with her one shoulder,"

 

Lee was silent for about 10 seconds. Then she started buzzing for her nurse.

 

"Lee what are you doing?"

 

"I'm going with you and Katie, that’s what I’m doing. No way you’re leaving me here with all this going on. I need you to get the chopper here,"

 

"But,"

 

"Don't argue with me, Bianca!"

 

"Yes Mrs. Kundera, what did you need?" the nurse asked.

 

"Mama," Katie said, pulling on my slacks, "I'm scared, what happened to Frankie and Mommie?"

 

"Oh Katie, don't worry baby, Aunt Lena is taking really good care of them," I answered, running my fingers through her hair.

 

"Ok Mama," Katie said, burying her little self against me.

 

"Nurse I need to leave this hospital and go via chopper to our Private Clinic. I need you to get the Dr. to release me now, please,"

 

"Mrs. Kundera you can't be moved,"

 

Lee just glared at the woman, and the nurse left to get the Doctor, "Bianca, call Lena back and tell her our plans and see if they need us to bring anything with us?"

 

"OK Lee, but please just relax, ok.  Lena will kill both of us if you get too excited and go into Labor,"

 

"I'll relax if you relax too," Lee said eyeing Katie. 

 

Lee new I had to be ready to go flying out of here to see Frankie and Maggie, and yes she was being selfish to make me wait to take her with me to the clinic. But we had been the mighty four for 7 years now and we needed each other more then ever. Besides it was her wife who had just risked her life to save my baby girl and keep my wife alive as well.  Who was I to complain taking time to make sure some of us weren't spread out between two hospitals? It was bad enough poor little Leo still wasn't able to come home yet.

 

"Katie, can you sit with your Aunt for a little bit. I need to go call Lena again, ok sweetie,"

 

"Uh huh," Katie said, nodding her head, "but please hurry back Mama," she said with that perfect Stone pout.

 

"I will baby girl," I said kissing her little cheek, helping her onto Lee's bedside, before I took off.

 

***

 

"Lena, your wife has gone nuts, she is insisting to be flown over to the clinic as well. And I can tell you she isn't going to change her mind,"

 

"Hell! Well we should have expected that. Ok I will tell the pilot to fuel up again and head on over there.  And we will get a room ready for her as well. How is Katie holding up?"

 

"She’s scared and confused,"

 

"I bet. Do you want me to call your Doctor friend, Loren, and have her come here?"

 

"No! I don't want to involve her in this mess. She will have too many questions we can't answer and I don't want to risk her license for us.  I feel bad enough involving some of our trusted employees and Medical staff,"

 

"That's true,"

 

"What about Burke and Grant, did you take care of them?"

 

"They are secure," Lena assured me.

 

"Good. So tell me since I'm stuck here, how bad is my baby girl?"

 

"Frankie - Frankie was amazing, Bianca.  You would have been so proud of her.  She's banged up some, but overall she's doing really well. As a matter of fact she is with Greta and Anna right now, so please don’t worry.  I had some of my people track them down and got them here right away. She is keeping them entertained with stories of how Maggie and I rescued her, though she's also pretty worried about Maggie. Mags was doing really well till she knew we had Frankie secure in the chopper and then she blacked out from all the blood loss and pain.  That really freaked Frankie out, but Andrea held her and told her, her Mom was just resting due to all the stress and excitement.  I have to say, it calmed Frankie down.  I haven’t seen her take so well to a stranger like that it some time,"

 

"God, Lena, how bad is Maggie?"

 

"Maggie was shot three time, Bianca, but she never even flinched. I tell you I never saw anything like it. Once she knew Frankie was in real danger from that pig, Burke, she took off and never stopped till she decked him. He just kept shooting at her, until his gun jammed, and thank God it did or she would be dead.  He got me once and then I got behind him and took the gun away.  Then Maggie got Frankie untied,"

 

"UNTIED....HE tied my baby girl up?"

 

"Yes, he had her tied to the bed, that's how her wrists got messed up. She tried really hard to pull free from them, but the ropes were too strong. Her skin chaffed off and then she is banged up some too."

 

"OMG! Her poor little wrists. Banged up, what do you mean?  What else did he do to my baby girl?"

 

"He was trying – but Maggie and I stopped him, Bianca...but he did, as Frankie calls it, sucker punch her to stop her screaming, I'm afraid, just as we had arrived."

 

"He punched a 3 year old! That son-of-a-bitch, I am going to kill him. Lena, please put my baby on the phone I need talk to her,"

 

"Sure B, hang on,"

 

"While I was waiting for Frankie, Lena's detailed report of what happened to Maggie started to play back in my head. The news of Frankie had knocked it out at first, but then the image of my beautiful wife rushing and being shot over and over, as she ran to save our child flashed through my mind. I was feeling both proud and nauseous. Maggie shot so many times, once again and trying so hard to keep Frankie safe to the point of jeopardizing her own health. God that was my Maggie, my hero - Our hero,"

 

"Mama, is that you?'

 

"Yes baby girl, how are you?"

 

"Why aren't you here Mama?  Mommie needs you and so do I, Mama?"

 

"I'm coming sweetie, I am. But your Aunt Lee wants to be there too. So Katie and I are coming with her in the chopper. We will get there as soon as we can,"

 

"Oh, that's ok Mama. Aunt Lena will be happy when Aunt Lee is here too.  Mama!"

 

"Yes baby,"

 

"You should have seen Mom, she was amazing. She was just like a real hero. She saved me Mama, from the bad man.  He was going to do bad things to me Mama and he said he was going to kill Mommie and Lena, but he didn't. They kicked his butt, Mama. Just like I told him they would. They were so awesome,"

 

"I bet they were, Frankie, and Lena tells me you were very brave too,"

 

"I tried Mama. I kicked and tried so hard to get loose. I even spit in his eye Mama, and that made him real mad. And then I screamed just like you and Mom taught me to do. I screamed so loud he hit me, Mama.  But I never passed out or nothin'. I knew Mom would come and save me and she did," Frankie said all excited and then she let out a huge yawn, "Mama, I'm real tired, would it be ok if I took a nap till you got here,"

 

"Yes baby girl, please do,"

 

"Ok Mama, I'll see you and Katie soon.  I love you Mama,"

 

"I love you too baby!"

 

Lena then took the phone back, "Hey B, there you see she's fine,"

 

"Is Maggie in surgery?"

 

"Yes, she has been for about an hour. No word on how much longer,"

 

"Where was she shot, Lena?"

 

"Her left shoulder, right upper arm and leg I think.  I was pretty dizzy too, once we got into the chopper. I just know it was a shoulder, leg and arm. But I do know it was her right arm because I was thinking that wouldn't be good for her,"

 

"That bastard,"

 

"The room was dark, B, he just fired.  I don't think he was really aiming at any part of her in particular. He just wanted her dead. We're just damn lucky the gun jammed and the room wasn't any larger then it was,"

 

"Please call me if there are anything changes,"

 

"You know I will, but you also know how tough she is.  No way she's going anywhere, B, you know that,"

 

"Yea, thanks Lena,"

 

I did know that. But I also knew, unless the injury with her right arm was minor, my wife the surgeon, could be looking at a future without her work. Her work that meant almost everything to her. Work that had won her awards and the praise and admiration of all her peers.  Maggie would be devastated - but I couldn't give into that kind of negative thinking.  God, was this nightmare ever going to end? 

 

And Frankie; had that pig tried to rape my little girl, is that what she meant when she said he was going to do bad things to her?  At this point I was becoming a potential erupting volcano of different emotions.  But I couldn't give into them. Katie needed her Mama, sane and there for her.  And Lee certainly didn't need me ranting and raving about all this shit.   I was just going to have to draw on the Montgomery calm genes and keep the Kane ones at bay for now. Lord help me but I had to do it.

 

***

 

Lee, of course, got herself released. Say what you will about the mighty four, but there wasn't a Doctor or man alive that could keep us from doing anything we really wanted to do.

 

Lena and I got her settled in an ICU room that we decided Lee and Maggie could both share, once Mags was out of surgery. 

 

I left Lena with her wife, thanking her again and again for everything she had done and told her I was thrilled the bullet had gone straight through and didn't damage anything vital. They had stitched her up and she was literally feeling no pain when Katie and I kissed them both good bye for now and then left to find Frankie.

 

Frankie was in her own room, filled with some of Maggie's stuffed animals from her office. Anna and Greta were sitting on either side of her bed as she slept, in the chairs the staff had found for them.  It was quite the sight with them each holding one of her tiny hands as she slept.

 

Katie walked quietly up to Anna and nudged her, "Nana is Frankie ok?"

 

Anna snapped out of her daze and looked at Katie, letting go of Frankie's hand, "Katie, sweetie, I missed you. Frankie missed you lots and lots too," Anna said in a whisper not wanting to wake Frankie, "She's just sleeping, precious," Anna said as she reached out and hugged my little girl and then helped her sit on Frankie's bed, so she could be near her sister and see her better.

 

"She looks so tired, Mama. And she has some real nasty couple bruises. What did they do to her, Mama?"  She asked, and then Katie saw the bandages on Frankie’s little wrists and leaned down and kissed the wrist closest to her. She started to cry and reached out for me to hold her.

 

"Oh baby, don't worry, I spoke to Frankie before she went to sleep and she was ok, she was just tired,"

 

"But they hurt her, Mama. Those bad, bad people hurt my Frankie," she said, her face buried in my chest.

 

"I know baby, and Mama is going to make sure they are punished for that.  I promise you and Frankie,"

 

***

 

2 days later No One's POV:

 

Lee and Lena are talking quietly when Maggie finally wakes. Bianca is with Frankie and Katie down the hall and Lena promised to beep her when Maggie woke.

 

"Finally back with the Living, huh Stone?" Lee asked.

 

"Uh huh - dry throat," Maggie croaked out.

 

Lena got up after beeping Bianca and got Maggie a cup of ice water with a straw, "Here you go kid, take it slow,"

 

Maggie did just that, Lena holding the cup for her and helping the straw into her mouth. When Maggie was done Lena took the straw and cup and set it down on the bedside table next to Maggie.

 

"Why is she here?" Maggie asked looking at Lee.

 

"Nice to see you too Mags.  I’m here because I wasn't about to be stuck at that hospital all alone when the rest of you where here, so B had me airlifted over,"

 

"Right, so I am at the clinic then,"

 

"Yes, just like we planned,"

 

"So no cops?" Maggie asked.

 

"No they still don't even know this whole thing went down,"

 

"Good, so plan A with them?"

 

"Yes in a few days we tell them Frankie was left on our door step with a note.  Saying she was more trouble then she was worth, and that we have no idea where Liz or Burke ran off to,"

 

"You two do know they will never really buy that," Lee said.

 

"Of course not, but they have no other proof. And you know damn well they won't pursue it because of who we are,"

 

"True, at least we hope not," Lee said.

 

Well, even if they do, they will find nothing but dead ends. Our people have made sure of that." Lena assured the two of them.

 

"Where's Bianca," Maggie finally said, just as her wife entered the room carrying a twin daughter on each hip, "Here, Stone, I come baring your adoring fans,"

 

"Mommie, Mommie," the two girls shouted, but waited for their Mama to put them down carefully on Maggie's bed.

 

"Are these my babies?" Maggie said teary eyed seeing both of them together again.

 

"Yep, Mom, we've been waitin’ and waitin’ for you to wake up.  I've told EVERYBODY about my Mom the Super Hero," Frankie said, extending her arms as wide as she could to emphasize how many people she had told.

 

That's when Maggie saw the bandages on her little girl's wrists, "Frankie," was all she got out. Holding her little girls hands and looking at the bandages.

 

"It's ok Mom, everyone is making sure my booboos are getting better.  Especially nurse Katie here," her proud sister said lightly punching Katie on her arm.

 

"How about here and here," Maggie asked touching her daughter’s head and heart.

 

Frankie got quiet and stared at the floor, "Ummm, well - I have some bad dreams sometimes. And I kinda "wet the bed" last night, but don't tell no one Mom, please," she whispered.

 

"I won't baby," She would have hugged Frankie, but she couldn't and the little ones knew that. Their Mama had told them all about their Mom's injuries.

 

"Girls, your Mom and I need to have a little chat.  Why don't you go with Greta and get some afternoon snacks, you can even have one - ONE soda if you like,"

 

"Woo hoo, thanks Mama," Frankie said, giving her characteristic fist to the air sign of joy and success,  "Come one Katie, time to get some munchies," the two successfully slid off their Mom's bed and ran holding hands to get Greta who was waiting just outside the door for them.

 

The four women laughed at the excitement of the children. It seemed no matter how bad things got, these two were still pretty happy 3 year olds, especially when they had each other.

 

"God I love those kids," Lena said and then she put her hand on her wife's very pregnant belly and Lee covered it with her own.

 

"So how are you sweetheart?" Bianca asked, giving Maggie a kiss.

 

"Been better, but glad to be alive, that's for sure. So how is Frankie really?"

 

"During the day she's great. When she sleeps it's another story.  One of the child psychologist’s here has been meeting with her to try and help.  And they have started to meet with Katie too. She's mostly worried about Frankie still, especially when she see's her having those nightmares,"

 

"God, I should have just killed that Mother Fucker," Maggie said.

 

"Yes, well then I would have lost you too, and that wasn't the deal, Stone,"

 

"I know, but still. Please tell me you have them both locked up,"

 

"Yes, we aren't sending them anywhere yet. Making them sweat it out alone down there for now," Lena answered.

 

"Good, and make them do it in the dark like they did to Frankie,"

 

"We can do that," Lena said.

 

"Please do," Maggie said.

 

"Mags,"

 

"Yeah B,"

 

"We have to talk about you sweetie,"

 

"What do you mean?"

 

"That's our cue, baby," Lee said offering her hand to Lena. Lena then helped Lee get out of her bed and the two went for a short walk to give these two some privacy.

 

"Ok that was odd, what's going on Bianca?"

 

Bianca sat on the edge of her wife's bed and took hold of her hand, "Baby, as you know you were shot three times by that man. Well two of the wounds are healing fine, though you might end up with a sexy limp with your leg. Frankie said we have to get you a sword cane,"

 

"Bianca stop it. What's the bad news?"

 

"Maggie, there's no easy way to say this so I'll just say it.  I’m afraid you can't be a surgeon any more, sweetie.  Your right arm was too damaged by the bullet. I'm so sorry Maggie. I know how much your work means to you,"

 

Dr. Maggie Stone was in shock. It never occurred to her this could happen.  She hadn't paid any attention to the wounds at all when she got shot. All she could think about was Frankie. Not that she would have done anything differently, but this. Besides her family, her work was who she was. Who she had worked so hard to become. Besides the joy it brought to her. She couldn't even imagine what she would do now.  This had to be some huge mistake, something she could fix. Find a doctor who could fix whatever was wrong.

 

"Maggie I know this is a shock, but can you talk to me,"

 

But all the blonde could do was turn over onto her side and curl up into a fetal position, her back now to her wife. She needed to take it all in. She couldn't deal with sympathy and platitudes right now. But worse then that, she was sure this was her punishment for bringing this mess on to her family with Liz. 

 

Bianca put her hand on Maggie's shoulder, “Maggie, I'm not going to force you to talk now. But before I go I want you to know something.  I know what your thinking and it isn't true, so please don't. Don't lay here and convince yourself this is your punishment for bringing Liz into our lives. Because it's not true. None of what happened was your fault or Lena's.  It was all Burke's and his sick partner, Grant."

 

Maggie said nothing and Bianca sighed, deciding to give her wife time to adjust to the news for now.  She left the room and went in search of Lena.

 

***

 

Bianca's POV:

 

"It didn't go well, I take it?" Lena asked me.

 

"No, she's pretty much in shock and denial,"

 

"To be expected," Lee said.

 

I just nodded my head and grabbed Lena's arm, "take me to that bitch, I need to talk to her,"

 

"Are you sure that's a good idea?" Lena asked.

 

"Right now Lena I don't know what's good or not. All I know is I need to see her and have my say.  Fuck with her head for a change and give her some fucking nightmares.  I'm tired of everyone I know suffering and these two sitting in those cells not having to answer for anything yet,"

 

"Yes, but you know that isn't going to last,"

 

"Yeah, but I want some satisfaction now.  Think what you will Lena I don't freakin' care,"

 

"Hey Bianca, I'm not judging here.  You know I would have killed both of them if all of you had let me, but we agreed what the punishment would be and how long we would keep them here till we ship them out. We don't want to get caught sending them out of the country. We need more time, wait till things cool off,"

 

"Agreed, but that doesn't mean we have to let them sit there without consequences here, do we?"

 

"No we don't,"

 

"Fine, then take me to her, please,"

 

"But why her and not Burke?  He's the one shot Maggie and ended her career?"

 

"True and I do want my time with him too, but this creature was the one who opened the door to us and slithered in.   I know she was the one who gave Burke the poison that almost killed Leo and me, and she did those things to Maggie and all those other poor women.  I want to mess with her head first, because without her, Burke would never have gotten to us the way he did or as well,"

 

Lena nodded yes and hugged Lee, saying she would return in a little bit.

 

****

 

Bianca’s POV: Liz Grant’s makeshift cell 

 

 

“Well if it isn’t the perfect wife and mother. It's about fucking time. Here to release me for saving your kid?"

 

“Shut up and sit down,”

 

“I beg your pardon,” Liz said both insulted and confused.

 

 “I said shut up and sit down.  This isn’t a social call, slut.  I'm here to ask you some questions.”

 

“Fine, if it makes you happy and gets me the fuck out of here, fire away?”

 

“Were you the one that gave the undetectable poison to that pig Burke that almost killed me and my unborn baby?”

 

 “Yes, though I told the fool not to give you that much. But his hatred for you and the rest of the foursome clouded his judgment I’m afraid.  And for that I am sorry.  I never wanted your child to suffer, or you, you have to believe me.  You were to only have been hospitalized, and not to the point of death.  That was never the plan, at least not for me. He had told me he just wanted you there and desperate to reach Maggie, while I had her in a less then appropriate position,” she said with a smirk, remembering her time with Maggie fondly.

 

 “You touched my wife - photographed her while you did unspeakable things to her to make it look like she was cheating on me after you drugged her?  Do you get off raping defenseless women and ruining their families?"

 

"Rape, that’s a bit harsh, I'd say Maggie enjoyed every minute of it,"

 

Bianca couldn't control her disgust and anger any long, she slapped Liz as hard as she could for that last remark, but then pulled herself back together, "And I'd say you are the most vial creature I have ever known,"

 

"Well that's your opinion. What's Maggie say?” 

 

 Bianca didn't answer.  She turned her back to the slut, to try and totally regain her composure.

 

“What, now your speechless, Bianca?  Oh I see how it is. You’re into slap and tickle too just afraid to admit it.  Maybe what you really want with this “visit” is a round with HotDoc? Is that it, Bianca?  You want to see what Maggie got to taste?"  Liz rises from her chair and slides up behind Bianca, puts her arms around her and starts to lick her neck, ever so slowly.

 

Bianca doesn’t know whether to throw up or smash this woman’s brains in, so she chooses to push herself away for now. “Don’t touch me you whore,”

 

"Right, whatever. So when are you going to release me?" Liz asked

 

"Never,"

 

"The hell you say. I saved your kid, lady, from that animal. I don't deserve this,"

 

“Well, life is full of disappointments, isn't it? You see I owe you so much, Liz.  For all the vial things you did to my wife.  And I have both the power and the money to make you pay in ways that I know your mind can truly appreciate.  Some might feel I should kill you myself, but I would never do anything that would take me away from my wife and children. But I am more then willing to make sure that you face a life sentence for kidnapping, rape, battery, attempted murder by poison and a host of other charges. And not in some nice civilized French prison, no. Somewhere they know how to treat scum like you and Burke.  Somewhere so deep and dark, no one will ever find either of you.

 

“Listen bitch, you can’t do this to me, I saved your child. I protected her from that animal.  If it weren’t for me she would have been beaten and raped by that pig.”

 

“You know Liz, repeating your few good deeds won't erase the wrong you’ve done.” Bianca said, shoving the tall blonde ass first on to the hard cement floor.  “Plus as far as you saving my child, frankly I don’t really care.  Kevin is being taken care of as well, trust me.  As for you, I have seen to it you will never see the light of day, dear Doctor.  You will wake up every morning wishing you were dead, because at night you are going to be treated to the same loving attention you paid to Maggie, and all those other women you tortured.  And just when you think you can’t stand another moment, they will rush you to the infirmary. Where you will be taken care of and then returned to your cell. And it will start all over again.  I promise you a very special never ending hell made to your very unique and deserved specifications.”

 

“But I saved Frankie, you owe me. Maggie owes me,” she says shouting now.

 

“Yes we do, Liz, and just remember with every excruciating pain that is inflicted on you, and every mind fuck you will come to endure.  Those are Maggie’s and my special brand of thank you, just for you, Liz.”

 

"You fucking, weak, spineless excuse for a woman,” Liz said, crawling up onto her knees first and then standing. “You don't deserve Maggie or Frankie. You hide behind Lena and Maggie and don't even have the guts to take me on, one-on-one.  I'm ten times the lover and woman you are BIANCA and always will be. And I would be a better Mother to Frankie too. I could teach her things..."

 

Bianca gives Liz one hard right punch to the jaw. Not knocking her out, but dazing her for sure and sending her crashing hard to the floor.

 

Liz spits blood out of her mouth and laughs, "Is that all you got, BIANCA? Hell I could do better with one hand tied behind my back.  Where's all that rage, the anger, the disgust for what I did to your precious Maggie?"

 

Bianca stands there looking down at this woman, part of her wanting to end it now. Beat her to death and walk away, "I won't let you egg me on, Grant. I won't stoop to your level. If I did I'm no better then you and then how do I face my children.  I won't become a sick, perverted animal like you or give you the satisfaction of doing what you want me to do.  And be a warped, sick fuck just like you.  I don’t have to, I own you now, Grant, I own every worthless inch of you.  And I’m the one who decides your fate not you.  You live with that, bitch," she says and walks out of the cell.

 

“You fucking bitch.  Get back here. You people never would have found Frankie alive if it weren't for me. I saved your CHILD!  I fucked your wife, bitch and she loved it. You remember that, BIANCA. SHE FUCKING LOVED IT!!  "I'M GOING TO GET YOU BITCH!!  I"M GOING TO MAKE YOU SUFFER!!” Liz continues to yell as Bianca walks proudly and calmly away with her friend Lena’s arm around her shoulder.

 

TBC

 

Stephanie  aka The Diva

 

Well that’s the latest, what the verdict???

 

 

Chapter 25  PG-13

 

Bianca’s POV:

 

Lee moved out of Maggie and their shared recovery room Lena and I had set up for the two of them.  Maggie had made only one thing clear to all of us, and that was she wanted to be left alone.  It was hard enough on me and her friends, but for the twins, especially Frankie, it was something we all had a very had time trying to explain to them.  Maggie had gone from Super Hero status, to their Mom who was in a deep depression and wouldn’t see or talk to any of us. 

 

I finally pulled out the big guns, after four long days of this and had Dr. Loren come to see her.   But Maggie threw a huge fit and demanded that Loren leave without even seeing her.

 

I told Loren there had been a terrible accident and Maggie would never be able to function as a surgeon again.  She told me it was normal for Maggie to be angry and depressed.  Besides she reminded me, this is classic Maggie Stone behavior.  Maggie was retreating and running from the truth, only this time she was doing it internally. 

 

Loren then recommended something I didn’t even consider, she said she felt it would be harder for Maggie to retreat if she had to face her children.  She said it would help to draw her out and start to deal with life, and it would be good if she had a little interaction with the twins, or at least one of them. 

 

I told her Frankie had been through a trauma recently too and she missed Maggie terribly, but I didn’t want to overwhelm Maggie.  Loren knew better then to press me on what had happened to Frankie as well. She knew of the kidnapping as did all of Paris, and the strange return of Frankie that had been released to the press and police a few days ago.  She wasn’t a stupid woman however; I could see her start putting all the “lies” together and suspected what had happened to Frankie and Maggie.

 

“Bianca, do you trust me,” she asked.

 

“With my life, you know that,”

 

“Then just between us, I think it is safe to say, you and your Family have been victimized, once again by that Burke fellow and the woman who was photographed with Maggie.  Clearly some truly terrible events have taken place and I think you and your friends are trying to “handle” these yourselves without the police this time, am I correct?”

 

“Yes,” I said, hanging my head in shame.

 

“Bianca, I’m not judging, in fact knowing what happened 7 years ago, I can only imagine what transpired this time, but I will not reveal any secrets, it’s not my place to.  You and Maggie are my patients and anything you tell me is between only yourselves and me.  No one will even learn what you share with me. Do you want my help?”

 

“Yes,” I said as I began to sob and she took me into her arms.

 

We sat for ages.  I told her everything that had happened.  I regretted not bringing her in when Lena first mentioned doing so and told her. She thanked me for my concerns for her professional career, but told me she valued our well being and friendship more then her career.  And would be here for us all from here on in, if we needed her.  Then she asked me if she could meet with Frankie and I agreed, but I told her I wanted to be near enough to hear what was said.  She agreed and I had her meet Frankie in conference room where I could listen in from my own office.  And did so with Lena and Lee there as well.

 

“Frankie, sweetie, you remember Dr. Loren, don’t you?” I asked her.

 

“Yes Mama, you and Mom go see her sometimes when things are bad between you,”

 

I smiled, but felt like cringing too, just knowing how observant our little Frankie was sometimes as this age. I knelt down and held my baby girl’s hands, her little wrists, still bandaged, but getting better everyday.  But sadly they would be horribly scarred for life.  A reminder from that pig what he had done to her.  I knew she didn’t care now, but how would she feel once she became a young woman? I ran my fingers over the bandages, getting lost in these thoughts. Then I felt a hand resting on my shoulder.  It was Loren, bringing me back to the situation at hand.

 

“Baby, Dr. Loren would like to spend sometime with you, talking about your Mom with you and some of what you both went through recently.  Would that be ok, Frankie?”

 

“Is this to help Mommie?” Frankie said in a very quiet voice meant only for me to hear.

 

“Yes, baby, that’s our hope,” both Loren and I agreed, knowing Frankie’s personality, she wouldn’t be as keen to talk about things if it were about her. But if it was to help Maggie, she would do anything I asked.

 

“OK, Mama,” my little one said as she reached out her hand to Dr. Loren and let her lead the way.

 

***

 

“Can I get you some juice or milk, Frankie?”

 

“No Doc, I’m ok, but thanks,”

 

“Are you comfortable?”

 

“Yeah, I guess.  Not so big talking to head Docs.  Been doing that lots lately, don’t much like it,”

 

“I don’t blame you.  We can tend to ask too many hard questions about things you don’t want to be reminded of,”

 

“Damn right – ops sorry ma’am, my Moms hate when I talk like that,”

 

“It’s ok, I won’t tell them,”

 

“Thanks.  So what you need from me to help my Mom?  She’s real brave you know, but she’s real sad now.  The bad man hurt her real bad and she can’t be a surgeon no more.  And you see, I know it’s my fault, cause she was saving me.  But I couldn’t get free to get away.  I think she’s mad at me cause I got her hurt, but I didn’t mean to.  And I would do anything to make her feel better, so you tell me how and I do it, ok Doc?”

 

“Frankie, you have to know she doesn’t blame you. No one does. Like you said it was the bad man. It was all his fault and that of the bad lady too,”

 

“But that lady helped me,”

 

“Yes she did, but she only did that to try and get away with her other crimes.  But we don’t need to worry about her now, do we?”

 

“Na uh,”

 

“Frankie, what I need you to do, is to spend some time alone with your Mom.  I want you to talk to her. Let her know how you are doing and how much you miss her.  Tell her everything you are worried about and let her tell you about her worries too. Do you think you could do that?”

 

“Sure, I do anything for Mom or Mama.  I just want them not to worry about me so much no more, and for us to be happy again. I miss going to the parks and zoo. Watching movies or playing games. I don’t want everyone be sad no more.  I want baby Leo home and us all family again,”

 

“I think that’s a wonderful idea, Frankie, and I think you need to let your Mom know all that.  You see Frankie; your Mom is in what we head Doctors call shock and depression.  She’s in a very dark place now and we don’t want to see her get lost in that place.  And your Mama and I truly believe you are just the one to bring your Mom back from this dark place. Just like she saved you from that bad man.  She needs your help Frankie. She needs your love to bring her back to the rest of the family and start building a new life. One where she can learn to be a different kind of Doctor, who can still help children and their families.  Do you think you could do that and help your Mom find her way back to you, Katie and the rest of us?”

 

Frankie sat up proud and puffed out her wee chest, “You bet, Doc.  I’m Frankie Stone and I can do anything, because I’m just like my Mom and she’s a Stone too.  Even bullets couldn’t stop my Mom, and no damn black place is gona take her from me or Katie.  I’ll show that stupid depress…depress..”

 

“Depression,”

 

“I’ll kick its ass and bring my Mommie back.  Now what we waitin’ for Doc? Take me to my Mom,”

 

TBC

 

Stephanie  aka The Diva

 

 

 

 

I know this was short, but it was all I had time for this weekend. I hope you will enjoy it.

 

 

Chapter 26 Rated PG-13

 

Frankie's POV: Her Mom's Clinic recovery room

 

Mama, Katie and Doc Loren are just outside the room. They said they wanted to be close by incase things didn't go so good with my talk with Mom. But I'm not worried.

 

I got the chair and moved it by the bed to crawl up on and then sit on Mom's bed. Katie and I have this down real good now. Gettin' on and off the Mom's and Aunt Lee's beds without no help. Like I told Katie, we don't need no adults to visit, if they's busy. We just used our brains and come up with this trick to get on and off the beds. Hell we done worse at home sneaking cookies and stuff we aint supposed to have.  Silly parents and such always think they can keep things from kids if they put it up high....amateurs. *snickers*

 

Mom's been sleepin' pretty sound, but I just sits on her bed, runnin' my fingers through her hair like she does with Katie and me when we sleep.  I think it calms her, but I'm not sure.  It calms me just being with her like this and listenin' to her breathe.  I gotta admit I never really studied Mom like this before when she's sleepin'.  Found out she snores a little and she looks real purdy too.  Not somethin a kid thinks about ones Mom too much. But I gotta say both she and Mama, really purdy ladies. It's no wonder other grownups always flirtin' with them.

 

I've been thinkin' about my bad dreams and why they won't stop. Doc says cause I'm still worried the nasty man will come back and hurt me or my Moms. Durin' the day, I really don't think so much about that. But asleep I see him on top of me still. That sick look on his face. Was never sure what it meant or what he was gona do to me, but it had to be bad and painful. Cause that's what he said. Real painful.  But worse was how he said he would kill every buddy I love. I keep seeing them all piled by the front door of our house and Mama crying over them and me. Gotta say it's real weird seeing yourself dead in your dreams.  That's usually when I wakes up and find out I peed the bed. Same damn mess every night. Sometimes more then once a night. And poor Katie, she gets even more up set then me, which only makes me feel worse. I hate seein' her sad and crying cause my dreams.  She didn't do nothin' to have to feel bad too.

 

I hopes Doc L is right and maybe Mom and me can help each other. Make her feel happy again and make my dreams stop. I thinks I just need my Mom to hold me and tell me it be all better. Not that Mama don't already do that. But I needs to know Mom not mad at me and don't blame me for my dreams and her booboos. It just not the same when others tell you.  They can make all that shit up and do. Well not Mama, but even she don't read minds, she don't know what Mom thinkin’.  I needs to hear it from her.  Then I thinks I can stop the bad dreams and make the bad man stay away.  Or start makin' that happen.

 

"Frankie is that you baby?"

 

"Yeah Mom,"

 

"Why are you hear, baby? Where's your Mama?"

 

"Just you and me, Mom. Doc L says its Frankie, Mom quality time we needs," I say and see my Mom kinda cringe when I say that.

 

"You no want me here, Mommie?" I ask and then start to slide down onto the chair.

 

"No Frankie - wait ok, please"

 

"Sure Mom," I said, gettin' all excited and sit back down beside my Mom.

 

"How are you, Frankie? Really."

 

"Not so good, Mommie. Havin' hard time with my bad dreams.  That man messed up my head, I think,"

 

"I'm sure he did. God baby, I wish I could make all that go away for you, but I'm not sure how,"

 

"Well," I said, kickin’ my sneaks together and trying to ask whats I need.

 

"What is it Frankie?"

 

"Mommie, are you mad at me for you getting hurt so bad?"

 

"God no, Frankie. Never - never once have I ever been mad at you because of what happened.  I would do it all again in a heart beat, Frankie to save you. I would have died if I had to, baby. That's how much I love you, baby girl,"

 

"So you no mad at me?"

 

She took me into her arms, even though they both all messed up from the gun shots.  I knew it had to hurt for her, but it felt so good to be in her arms again. It was the first time for both us since the shootin'.

 

With my head on her shoulder I said, "I love you too Mommie, to the moon and back. I never wants you to get hurt.  I'm so sorry you can never operate on the sick kiddos no more.  But you can still helps 'em, right Mommie?  You can helps 'em in other ways?"

 

"We'll see, baby, but don't you worry about that. That's my problem, Frankie, not yours,"

 

"I don't no, Mom. Seems to me, you got hurts bad saving me. And I gots my bad dreams because of that bad man.  I'm thinkin' we works together and help us both feel better sooner. Whats you think, Mom?"

 

She leaned back, I could see the pain in her face from holdin' me. She touched my cheek and smiled, "I think I've got the bestest, kindest, brightest and most wonderful daughter a Mom could ever have. That's what I think, Frankie,"

 

"So that mean we a team, Mom?" I asked all hopeful and excited like.

 

"Yes, Frankie, that means we are a team. You and me kiddo. We're going to make all the bad go away and get better,"

 

"Oh thank you Mom." I said, forgetting for a bit and landing on her chest, hugging her the best I could.

 

"No, thank you Frankie. Thank you for helping me see past my stuff and what really needs to be done.  I'm sorry I wasn't there for you these past few days. But I am now. You and me kid, forever and ever,"

 

"and Katie, Leo and Mama too,"

 

"Katie, Leo and Mama too. Forever and ever, baby,"

 

"That’s whats I been needin' Mom, you telling me it’s all ok and we a family still.  I missed us something terrible,"

 

"Me too baby girl, me too,"

 

Mom and me didn't know Mama, Katie and Doc L heard everything Mom and I said and they was crying outside the door. Heck even Doc L. chicks, go figure. *shakes head* But things got so much better after that day. Not perfect you know, it takes time they tells me. But it was easier having all of us working together instead of being quiet and keepin' sad thoughts inside, that was for sure.

 

TBC

 

Stephanie  aka the Diva

 

A little surprise before I go away. Enjoy.

 

 

 

It’s a long chapter tonight, but I think someone asked for a long one. J  I hope it will prove worth the wait.

 

Chapter 27  Rated PG-13

 

Maggie’s POV:

 

I wake from a deep sleep and find Bianca is already gone from our bed.  I hear her cooing at Leo as his tiny laughter joins in, from across our room.  I know exactly what she’s doing.  Tickling our little man’s tummy, something he can never seem to get enough of.  I keep telling her I think he is part puppy because he loves it so much, but that always gets me an unhappy scowl from the wife so I let it go.

 

I begin to stretch before leaving the bed. But all my recent wounds fight back and cause me just enough pain to make me regret those moves.

 

“Damn,” I mutter to myself, as I force my pathetic body out of bed.

 

“What’s wrong sweetie?”

 

“What isn’t?  I feel like a damn 80-year old,” I answer, as I grab my cane by the bedside and begin to hobble towards the bathroom.

 

“Maggie, I wish you wouldn’t be so hard on yourself and so impatient.  It’s been just a little over a month since you were hurt.  It’s going to take time sweetie,”

 

I don’t even respond.  We’ve had this discussion to death and I’m tired of being reassured and placated.  I know damn well how long it’s been, but I also know I’m never going to be 100% no matter what Bianca or the Doctors tell me.  Sure I’ll get better and have good days, but I also know as I get older, these wounds are going to come back to bite me in the ass, just as the ones Erica gave me have as well.  And I know for damn sure it is going to rain much later today, and that’s why I hurt so much. The dampness always makes it worse.

 

I enter our huge bathroom and slam the door shut and lock it.  In the hopes of getting some private quiet time before the day really begins.

 

“Maggie, are you going to take a shower or bath today?” Bianca yells from the other room.

 

“Bath,” I answer.

 

“Good, sweetie, I think it will help.

 

I lean my tired head against the bathroom wall, next to the toilet and pray she lets it go.  Thankfully I then hear her leave the room with the baby.  I then flush the toilet and begin to run my bath, sitting on the edge of the large tub, staring aimlessly into the water. It’s going to be another long, long day.

 

***

 

Bianca’s POV:

 

The twins are lying on the floor watching morning cartoons as I feed Leo his bottle.  Greta is making breakfast for the rest of us and Lena joins me as I wait patiently for Maggie to come down and hopefully leave her mood behind in her morning bath.

 

“Hey Montgomery and clan, how is everyone this beautiful morning?” Lena asked, joining me on the couch and running her finger under Leo’s little chin, “Morning little man,”

 

Leo was too engrossed in his bottle to answer, but seemed to blink his eyes at her.  The twins gave a lame good morning as well, because they were too absorbed in what Bugs Bunny was doing to Elmer Fudd at the moment.

 

“Sorry Lena, but all of the Stone women are distracted today.  But you seem to be in a cheery mood. Did you and Lee have a pleasant night?” I asked, wiggling my eyebrows.

 

Lena smirked and nodded her head yes, “Well I did, you know poor Lee can’t because of the baby, but she certainly took care of me,” she whispered into my ear.  “But part of me wishes she wouldn’t. Makes me feel guilty,”

 

“Was it her idea?” I asked, knowing full well it would have been.

 

“Yes,”

 

“Well then don’t sweat it Lena.  She loves you and she wants to make you happy.  Heck, she feels guilty because you have to nurse her for all this time and until the baby is born.  Just be happy your wife wants to be with you,” I said, saying more then I meant to, but Lena was good enough not to ask or comment.  She did however take hold of my free hand and squeeze it in a sign of understanding and support.

 

“Mrs. S., Greta said to let you know breakfast will be ready in 5 more minutes,” Andrea said.

 

“Thank you Andrea.  Could you or Pat please go and let Dr. Stone know.  I’d appreciate it.  She’s taking a bath, just knock on the door and let her know,”

 

“Yes Ma’am,”

 

“Girls, when this one is done, I want you both to go and wash you hands,”

 

“Oh Mama!” they both whined.

 

“Don’t Mama me, just please do it.  I won’t have you two spending the day in front of that thing.  We are going to have breakfast and then we are all going to go to the Park.  There’s been too much moping around in this house.  We all need some fresh air and a change of scene,”

 

“That’s sounds great, before you all head out, I think I will see if Lee would like some fresh air today and sit on the lounge chair out back.  With Pat and Andrea’s help I could get her out there,”

 

“I wish you two could join us,”

 

“I know Bianca, but I can’t move her and the baby that much.  Well, I best get her in her wheel chair and bring her to breakfast. See you all in a few,”

 

“Morning all,” Maggie said as she entered the living room.  She was dressed in her favorite jeans and dark blue short sleeve tank top. Her hair was still a little damp, and she wasn’t wearing any makeup, which gave her a fresh and youthful appearance, with the exception of the dark rings under her eyes.  Sleep was still allusive to her, because of the persistent pain and bad dreams that tormented her through the night.

 

“Mommy!!” the twins shouted and ran to greet Maggie.

 

“Well, nice to see something can tear you two away from the set,” I said with a smile.

 

“Oh Mama,” they both pouted and hugged Maggie about the legs with all their might.

 

“Careful, girls, I’m feeling a little wobbly today,” Maggie said, leaning on her cane.

 

“Sorry Mommy,” they both said, backing away from her.

 

“It’s ok girls, you can hug me, just try not to nock me over,” Maggie said with a grin, and ruffled first Frankie and then Katie’s hair; making the twins smile and relax and me too.  I was glad even if Maggie and I weren’t in sync these days, she wasn’t pushing the twins away as well, thank God.

 

“Do you feel better?” I asked, and immediately regretted it, seeing Maggie’s eyes take on a hint of annoyance at my question.

 

“So where’s this wonderful breakfast I’ve been smelling?” she said ignoring my question, “did you two wash your hands yet?”

 

The twins shook their heads no and Maggie wagged her finger at them, “then lets get to it ladies,” she said and shuffled them with her cane off to the small bathroom to wash their hands.

 

“We’re going to the Park today, Mom. Are you coming too?” Frankie asked

 

“Sure kiddo, sounds like a plan,”

 

***

 

Lee joined us for breakfast as did Andrea and Pat.  We had become quite the large extended family since the kidnapping and on most days I enjoyed having Lee, Lena and our new security staff here, but today I was longing for just my family.  All the more reason to get out of the house today.  Though I knew either Andrea or Pat would tag along for protection, I would ask whoever it was to please try and give us some distance and privacy today.  I knew they would understand.

 

Maggie had finished eating and was holding Leo, playing with his fingers and toes and making our little man laugh.  He was such a miracle to all of us, and it seemed like another world when he was away from us because he was so ill.  For now he seemed the picture of good health, though he was still small and not chubby like other babies.  But in every other way he was happy and brought all of us so much joy.  His sisters adored him and often fought for turns to hold and feed him.

 

“Uh oh, our little man just dropped his morning load, I’ll go change him while you all finish up,” Maggie said, as she juggled carrying Leo in one arm and using her cane with the other.

 

“Are you sure, sweetie?”

 

“I can handle it, B; I’m not an invalid,”

 

“I didn’t say you were.  Fine,” I said and let it go.

 

The room was quiet once Maggie left, “Sorry,” I said, but left it at that.

 

“So it’s park day, is it girls?  You must be so excited, you haven’t been there in awhile,” Lee said, trying to change the subject.

 

“Yep, I can’t wait to play on the jungle gym and that new big slide they have,” Frankie said with excitement.

 

“Me too,” Katie chimed in.

 

 “That should be great fun.  And maybe your Moms will take you for ice cream too,”

 

“Oh please yes Mama, can we?” the twins shouted.

 

“I think that can be arranged, now go to your rooms and get cleaned up and ready to go,”

 

“Ok Mama,” Frankie said, taking her sister’s hand and running off to get ready.

 

“So Lee, would you like us to bring you some ice cream back too,” I said with a wink.

 

“Please,” she answered with a blush.

 

“No problem, anything for the little mother,” I said and patted her tummy.  Lee then took my hand before I could pull it away, and looked at the others in the room, letting them know she wanted to be alone with me. Lena, Greta and the guards then left us alone.

 

“What is it Lee, is something wrong?” I said, taking my seat again.

 

“Before I answer that, I wanted to talk to you about Lena,”

 

“What about Lena?”

 

“Her 40th Birthday is coming up on Aug 17th, and I need help planning something big for it, can you help me,”

 

“Of course, sweetie, God with all that has happened I totally forgot,”

 

“I know, but after all she has been through and done for all of us, we have to do something for her,”

 

“I totally agree and I know Maggie will as well,”

 

“That’s the other thing, B, what is going on with you two?  I’ve never seen you two so distant.  Is there anything Lena or I can do?”

 

“In all honesty, Lee, I don’t know.  She has some good days, but mostly she just avoids me and spends her time alone or with the children. It seems everything I say or do pisses her off,”

 

“Maybe you two should get away for a long weekend?  Have some private time,”

 

“We couldn’t, we can’t abandon Leo and the girls,”

 

“Bianca,” Lee said, leaning over and holding my hand, “you and Maggie have an army of family, friends and staff who will take excellent, loving care of your children and you know they will not mind if you go for 3-4 days,”

 

“I don’t know Lee, I’m not sure Maggie would want it even if I asked her,”

 

“I wouldn’t want what even if you asked me?” Maggie said, with an irritated look on her face, holding a now sleeping Leo against her chest.

 

“Stone, sit and talk to your wife, and give me the baby,” Lee said holding out her arms.  And then as if on cue, Lena came in to wheel Lee out.  Maggie handed Lee our son as she and Lena left us alone.

 

“What’s going on, Bianca?” Maggie asked, leaning against the sink and playing with the tip of her cane against the kitchen floor.

 

“Nothing is going on, Maggie.  Lee just thought it would be good for us to get away, just the two of us, for 3 or 4 days,”

 

“And you thought I wouldn’t want that?”

 

“Honestly, I don’t know Maggie.  I don’t seem to know anything any more of what you do or don’t want. Except you certainly don’t seem to want me,”

 

“That’s bull, Bianca, just because I haven’t been in the mood doesn’t mean I don’t want you,”

 

“Really?  Maggie when was the last time you held me or kissed me?”

 

“I don’t know, Bianca, it’s not like I’m keepin’ a freakin’ log.  Hell, I’ve been recovering from three gun shot wounds, B, what do you want from me?”

 

“I want you to stop pushing me away, shutting me out.  You’re doing to me what I did to you when I was pregnant and we both know how well that turned out.  Can’t you and I learn from our past mistakes instead of repeating them?”

 

“I don’t know, can we?”

 

“Why are you so mad at me, Maggie?  What have I done to make you so mad?”

 

“I don’t know, Bianca… I just am.  I know that is a suck answer, but you want honesty there it is.  I’m angry, and because you’re my wife you get the wonderful position of being the center of my anger.  I can’t be angry at the kids or Lee or Lena, so that leaves you.  I want to be well. I want to be able to go back to the life we had before all this mess.  I want Frankie’s and my nightmares to stop.  I’m sick of doctors of every kind poking and prodding me physically and mentally; and doing the same things to Frankie too.  I’m sick and tired and don’t want to be any more, and I hate that I’m never going to the woman you married, just some lesser version of her,”

 

I rose from my chair and approached Maggie who was crying now and staring at the floor.  I slowly took my wife into my arms, for the first time in weeks and held her and let her cry for all she had lost.  We hadn’t talked about it since the day I told her she would never be a surgeon again.  We hadn’t talked about so much.  Clearly that too had been a huge mistake, but one that was going to change.

 

“What’s wrong Mommy?” I heard Frankie ask, Maggie and I still holding each other.

 

“Frankie, please give your Mom and me a minute,” I asked.

 

“No,” Maggie said, pulling away from me and wiping her tears from her eyes, “we promised the kids the park, we can do this later,” she said softly to me, her walls falling back into place.

 

“Come one Frankie. Let’s get Katie and Leo and show all those other kids how to play,”

 

***

 

We had been at the park for about an hour.  Frankie and Katie were having a wonderful time and Maggie actually sat with me holding my hand as I pushed Leo’s stroller back and forth to help lull him to sleep. 

 

It was a fabulous summer day, and I was beginning to think, after the scene in the kitchen with Maggie and me, maybe things would start to get better for us.  Little did I know, trouble was about to strike from another direction.

 

“You take it back, you hear me, you take it back!” Frankie yelled as she sat on top of a young boy who was maybe 2 or 3 years older then her.  She was pounding on him mercilessly.  Both Maggie and I jumped up to stop her, but then Maggie fell when her leg couldn’t respond to the sudden action.  She waved me on and I ran to Frankie and the boy, who’s Mother was standing over them now and trying to pry Frankie off of her son, as she screamed at her. 

 

Without thinking I pushed the woman away from Frankie, but thank God she didn’t fall to the ground.  I then took hold of Frankie with both hands and pulled her off with all my might off of the other child.  Frankie continued to flail her arms and legs as she tried to hit or kick the boy from her new position of being held up above him.

 

“Frankie, stop it,” I said, turning her quickly and setting her feet on the ground, pulling her tight against me and whispering in her ear to calm down.

 

“Johnnie are you ok?” The other Mother asked, kneeling beside her son and checking him for injuries.

 

“I’m fine Mom, the stupid bitch didn’t hurt me,” he said which only made me want to smack him myself, but didn’t.

 

“What did you say to her?” I finally said.

 

“What does it matter,” his Mother said giving both Frankie and I the evil eye, as she held her son.

 

“It matters, because my daughter doesn’t go around hitting people.  I want to know what he said to make her so angry,” Maggie answered, kneeling beside Frankie and me now and holding a shaking Katie in her arms.

 

“I told her she was a stupid runt girl and didn’t belong on the big slide,” the young boy said with pride and stuck his tongue out at all of us.

 

“Satisfied, lady?  Clearly your daughter has anger management issues you need to address,” the other Mother said, taking her son with her, exiting the park.

 

Maggie and I were both stunned, even we had to admit, we didn’t understand why that would make Frankie go all Rambo on the kid.  We both knew there had to be more to this.

 

“Frankie, is that true? Is that what he said to you or was it more?”

 

“I’m not a RUNT!! And no one will ever call me that again! NO ONE!!!” she answered us, pushing us both away and storming off to sit next to Leo, who thank God Andrea was now watching with all this madness. I had totally forgotten my son and left him behind without even realizing it, “Leo,” was all I said when I realized what I had done.

 

“It’s ok B, I made sure Andrea took care of him, once I got my sorry ass up off the ground,” Maggie said.

 

“Thank you Maggie, and please don’t be picking on my favorite tush there Stone,” I said with a wink, trying to bring some levity to this situation. And surprise, Maggie smiled and winked back, taking my hand and leading both Katie and I back to Frankie.

 

Maggie then sat beside Frankie and put her arm around her shoulder, “Baby what’s this all about?  Who besides this boy called you a runt, and why does that upset you so?”

 

“The bad man did.  That’s all he called me. A helpless RUNT!  But I’m not Mom.  And no one will ever call me that again. I aint no body’s helpless girly runt,”

 

Maggie and I were speechless, was there no end to what that man had done to our child and how it was going to affect her life?

 

***

 

After we got Frankie to calm down, we went to pickup the ice cream for the kids and Lee, then returned home.  While at the store, Maggie excused herself, telling me she was calling Dr. Loren to come and meet us at the house.  I agreed, feeling we really shouldn’t wait for Frankie’s next appointment to deal with this newest development.

 

We put the twins and Leo down for a nap and left Greta to watch over them, explaining that Dr. Loren was coming over to help us deal with the newest situation with Frankie.  Greta was happy, as always, to help even though we had promised her the day off.  She said she had only planned to read most of the day, that she hadn’t made plans with her girlfriend, because Sara was out of town.

 

Maggie and I then sat on the couch while we waited for Loren to arrive.

 

“It’s never going to be over, is it Bianca?”

 

“Of course it will be, Maggie, but it’s going to take time,”

 

“Time won’t get rid of some of it, B and you know it.  Frankie is going to be scarred for life by this.  And as she gets older, it could only get worse as she comes to really understand more of what happened or almost happened to her,”

 

“True, that could happen, but that’s why we are getting her all the help we can and will continue to as long as she needs it,”

 

“Bianca, Maggie,” Dr. Loren said as she entered our living room.

 

“Hey Doc, please have a seat.  Can we get you something to drink?”

 

“No thank you, Bianca.  I’d rather get to why I am here.  I was concerned when Maggie told me what happened,”

 

“You should have seen her, Doc.  I never seen my little girl so full of…well rage.  I thought she was going to kill the kid,” Maggie said.

 

“I hate to say it, but she very well could have from what you tell me.  What we have here is the potential for a very serious situation.  Frankie’s time, though short, with this man has left her with some very real scars and now we learn that part of that experience has also left her with what can only be termed an anger trigger.  If what you say is true, the word runt and how it is said to her could be something that could set her off without warning and make her capable of terrible, uncontrollable violence.  Lashing not at the person saying it, but the one who made her feel threatened and vulnerable.  Only he’s not the one she is hurting, though it would appear to be in her head,”

 

“So what do we do?”

 

 “We will of course get her to open up about this in therapy, but I have what you might feel is a radical approach to help her deal with this and move on,”

 

“What?”

 

“Let her confront the very person who took her sense of safety and control away to begin with,”

 

“Are you nuts?” Maggie shouted, almost leaping off the couch.

 

“No Maggie, I’m not.  Obviously this would have to be done in a very controlled way, or perhaps not done at all.  But I would like to ask Frankie if she would like the chance to confront Burke and tell him how she feels about what happened.  I really feel it would help her more then almost anything else we could do,”

 

“But victims never get this chance, why would you consider this for our child?”

 

“After spending so much time with Frankie, I can tell you, with her personality, months and years of “talking” about her situation will only do so much. Like you, Maggie, your daughter needs to feel in control and when she doesn’t she shuts down and lets things build inside.  That is why the nightmares haven’t stopped and won’t, at least not for sometime.  Everything she is holding in and not telling us about comes out in her dreams.  She doesn’t want to look weak to herself, me or you so she is finding it harder and harder to let go and discuss what happened.  I had hopped it would get better once you came home, Maggie, but it hasn’t helped. And now this incident.  My friends, Frankie is full of fear, anger and rage, but until today, it only manifested itself in her dreams.  Now that she has let it out, I believe you will begin to see even more and she could start to take it out on Katie and even little Leo,”

 

“No way, she adores Leo and Katie,”

 

“I know she does, but it is normal for a child who has gone through what Frankie has, once the initial shock has gone, to begin to resent the other children in the family, because they haven’t gone through it themselves,”

 

“So you think making her face Burke will help end this?”

 

“I think and hope facing Burke will speed up the process of healing. Nothing we do is going to make it end overnight and you need to realize that.  Just as what Maggie is going through is affecting her the same way.  Emotional healing takes much longer then physical healing,”

 

“That’s for damn sure,” Maggie said.  “OK, so do you want us to wake Frankie from her nap and you talk to her?”

 

“No let her rest.  I’ll stay till she wakes, if that is ok,”

 

“Of course it is ok,”

 

***

 

The twins finally woke from their nap, and Greta brought them downstairs, then excused herself and went back to watching Leo.

 

“Hey Doc L, why are you hear?” Frankie asked.

 

“Your Mothers asked me to come and see you, Frankie, is that ok,”

 

“Yeah whatever,” she said shrugging her shoulders.

 

Lena had joined us, when Lee took her nap and she had agreed to take Katie once the girls woke.  She reached out and took Katie into her lap and asked her if she wanted to go for a walk while Frankie talked to Dr. Loren.  Katie didn’t want to, but knew she didn’t really have a choice, so she went with Lena, leaving Maggie, Frankie and I with Dr. L.

 

“I know I did a bad thing and I won’t do it again,” Frankie said, her head hanging down as she punched the tip of her sneaker into the carpet.

 

“Frankie, can you come and sit beside me please,” Loren asked.  Our little girl didn’t move right away, but then let Loren help her onto the sofa, “Frankie, what you did was wrong, but it wasn’t entirely your fault and your Mothers want me to help you understand why,”

 

Frankie looked up at Dr. Loren with both surprise and a bit of relief on her face.  She had thought for sure she was going to be in the dog house for weeks after what she had done in the park.  Even though part of her felt it wasn’t her fault.  That something bad inside of her had made her do it, but how could she tell them that.

 

“So you aint mad at me,” she asked looking at all of us.

 

“No sweetie, we aren’t,” Maggie and I answered.

 

“Frankie, can I ask you some things about the bad man who took you,” Loren asked.

 

“Yeah I guess,”

 

“Do you get angry when you think of him, Frankie?”

 

“Sure, he tried to kill Mom and Lena – and he would have killed me too.  I wish he was dead,” she said with more emotion then either Maggie or I had heard from her since she got her back and began to talk to her about the kidnapping.

 

“Would you like to hurt him if you could?”

 

Her eyes lit up, “You bet I would.  I would kick and hit and scratch his eyes out if I could.  I try to in my dreams, but I can’t get him off me.  I can always feel him and smell him when I wake up, it makes me sick,” she said and then noticed how concerned we looked hearing her say all that.

 

“Is it bad for me to think that?” she asked confused.

 

“It’s never good to want to hurt someone, Frankie.  But he did and said terrible things to you, sweetie.  It’s normal to feel the things you are feeling.  But what isn’t right is to take those feelings and transfer them onto someone else,”

 

“Huh?” she said, not totally getting at what Loren had just said.

 

“Frankie, when that boy called you what he called you today, were you really mad at him or were you mad at the bad man, who called you those things as well?”

 

“Both – but mostly the bad man.  How did you know?”

 

“Tell me what happened Frankie, in your mind,”

 

“The kid said that stuff, and then he started to repeat the word runt over and over.  But all I could see and hear was the bad man.  It was like I was dreamin’ only this time he wasn’t on top of me. I was on top of him and I started to hit him over and over.  I wanted him dead so he wouldn’t come back into my dreams no more.  I didn’t know it was the kid, I swear I didn’t.” Frankie said, weeping and holding onto Loren, her little face buried in Loren’s lap.

 

“It’s ok Frankie, I’m glad you told us,” Loren said, stroking our little girl’s hair.

 

“Frankie,” Maggie said, now kneeling before our baby girl, “what would help make you feel better and make your bad dreams go away?”

 

“I don’t know Mommy. Part of me just don’t believe he’s really gone.  I keep thinkin’ he’ll come and get me again and this time he’ll kill me and all of you too,”

 

“If your Mama, Dr. Loren and I took you to where he is being held and showed you he can’t ever get out, do you think that would help?”

 

“Maybe, I don’t know Mommy.  I just want it to stop.  I can’t stand the dreams no more,”

 

“I know baby,” Maggie took Frankie into her arms, after she dropped her cane onto the floor and carried her back to our couch, crawling into my lap with Frankie on hers.

 

Loren knew what Frankie really needed now was her Mothers and no more conversation.  So she excused herself in silence and left us to pick up today’s shattered new pieces of Frankie’s and our lives.

 

TBC

 

Stephanie  aka The Diva

 

Please feed me and let me know what you think about today’s chapter.

 

 

 

Today’s chapter has several ratings, depending on the scene. It begins with PG-13 and is followed by NC-17 for adult language and sexual content and ends with R.  Please read with caution.

 

Chapter 28    Rated PG-13

 

Bianca’s POV:

 

The plan to take Frankie to confront Burke was called off, after our baby had her worst nightmare the night we talked about it.  She woke screaming and wouldn't stop for almost an hour.  She was convinced Katie and Leo were dead, murdered in their beds by Burke.  And she told us, even though she had screamed for our help, we never came.  But even after seeing Leo and Katie still alive, Frankie remained inconsolable.  She was convinced if she went to see Burke everything she dreamt would come true, because in her dream Burke told her it was all her fault and he would never stop till he killed us all. 

 

Maggie proceeded to frantically call Loren, hoping she could say or do anything to help Frankie calm down.  But it was Lena who came to our baby’s aid, producing the one thing that would begin to help make Frankie feel safe, on that overwhelming evening. 

 

When all the screaming had started, Lena listened to Frankie's pain and fear, and left the house, unbeknownst to any of us, off to see Burke - or rather to take pictures of the scum and bring them back to the house.  Upon her return, with said photos, she asked Loren first, if she should show them to Frankie.  She wanted to help Frankie see that the bad man was locked in a secure room, chained by his hands and feet with very heavy reinforced cuffs and chains.  And surrounded by armed guards watching him 24/7. 

 

Loren looked at the photos and was pleased Lena thought to take the ones of Burke so no one could really see his face, only part of his profile, but enough to know it was him.  She was concerned about Frankie having to look into his eyes again, but Kundera realized that and made sure she wouldn't.

 

Loren agreed it would be best for Lena to talk with Frankie.  After all she was her other hero and we all knew Frankie loved and trusted her Aunt implicitly. With that knowledge we left Frankie and Lena alone in Frankie's bedroom, but stood outside so we could hear what was said.

 

Lena spoke and comforted Frankie at first, then in time she began to show Frankie the photo evidence of the two heavily armed guards standing outside Burke's cell door. A door she explained to her couldn't be forced open even by a bomb. Then she showed her the photos of Burke, chained, bounded and gagged, in a room with no light, but that from the hall that came through the one small window on his cell door.  Frankie could see how disheveled, dirty and yes defeated he looked.   She touched the photo - studying every inch of it.

 

"The bad man really can't hurt us any more, can he Aunt Lena?"

 

"No baby, he can't. Your Moms and I have taken all his power away.  And soon he will be shipped to another country and a prison no one has ever escaped from...ever!" she stressed.

 

"Ever, ever?"  Frankie asked with begging eyes.

 

"Ever, ever, Frankie.  I would never lie to you about something as serious as this.  We all want you to see how helpless and useless he is now.  The only person he can hurt is himself.  The things you fear are not real Frankie, they are the thoughts he planted in your mind when he had you, but he can't and won't ever have the power again to make that happen. I swear on my beloved dead Mother's grave, Frankie.  He's like a neutered and defanged pit-bull and he's never getting his teeth back,"

 

Frankie laughed at the thought of Burke toothless and drooling, "Good, he doesn't deserve teeth - Lena?"

 

"Yes Baby,"

 

"I don't never have to really see him again, do I?"

 

"No baby.  We just wanted you to see how helpless he is now, so he won't continue to have power over your dreams, or anything in your life.  He's a worthless scum, Frankie, and he can't do or hurt anyone anymore,"

 

"I believe you, Aunt Lena, I do.  But I'm still scared,” she said, hugging her Aunt, “Do you think we could have more of your super guards here too, to keep us all safe? At least till you sends him away?"

 

"Would that make you feel safer?" Lena asked, stroking the little one’s hair.

 

"Uh huh," she said nodding her head.

 

"Then consider it done, Frankie.  I will get so many guards out here; you will be tripping over them,"

 

"Cool," Frankie said and hugged her Lena even more. "Not sure the Moms will like that though," the little blonde said, looking up into her Aunts eyes.

 

"Frankie, anything that makes you feel safe, your Moms will love. Trust me.  Now what do you say about some ice cream? You, me and Katie do a road trip for something smooth and sweet?"

 

"I'd like that lots, but I needs a bath first. I stink from that dream. Would you give me a bath, Aunt Lena?"

 

"Sure kiddo, any time," Lena said and took Frankie's small hand, leading her to the bathroom connected to her bedroom. But Frankie stopped for a second and put the photos of Burke and his cell in the drawer next to her bed, "If I have more bad dreams, I can look at them and know where he is," she explained to Lena.

 

"Good thinking," was all Lena said and then they went to help Frankie with her bath.

 

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Rated NC-17 for adult sexual content and language. Warning anyone under the age of 18 should not read this part.

 

Maggie's POV:  2 weeks later

 

I've been down here in the basement for over an hour beating the crap out of this "thing" Loren had the security guards create for me. It's a dummy that is attached to a board that I can beat on, when I feel the anger, frustration and depression kick in.  I know I shouldn’t care, but I'm embarrassed to admit it really helps. But then again that's why she wanted me to have it. That and because I was taking my emotions out on Bianca in ways that were beginning to prove less then marriage friendly. And Loren made it clear if I didn't want to lose Bianca before I was done "dealing," I needed to redirect my feelings elsewhere.

 

I didn't know who loved Loren more for this, me or Bianca. But it has been doing the trick. Bianca and I are getting back to a much better place and I am also building up my strength with all this activity.  I just have to be careful of how hard I hit it, because of the damage to both arms.  Anything too jarring and I could do all kinds of new damage.  As for my leg, I started running again, to help it get stronger. The damn cane was making me feel like an old woman.  And I still have days I need it, but they are fewer now, thank god.

 

My sweet Frankie is doing better too, thanks to Lena and Loren. Loren recommended that someone, of Frankie's choosing; sleep with her each night until the nightmares stop.  Much to Lee's dismay, that has been Lena on many a night, but they both agree if that is what is going to help Frankie, they won't deny her.  And I am thankful to say it has been working. She has had only two nightmares in the past two weeks. Oh, and another plus to this new Lena/Frankie sleeping arrangement, Lee, Bianca and I have been able to plan her surprise 40th Birthday party which is in another week.  Of which one part of the surprise is going to have to take place after the kids go to bed, but you’ll learn more about that later.

 

"Hey Rocky, whose winning?" Bianca asked, smacking me on the butt, "God you're all sweaty, I love that. Makes me want to take my little stud muffin here and now,"

 

"Don't let me stop you, you wild woman.  But you better lock the door,"

 

"Good thinking, you get the mats out," 

 

"I love it when you get bossy, Bianca" I said, wiggling my ass at her.

 

She winked at me and locked the door. I grabbed the mats from against the wall and laid them down.  They’re not the most comfortable things, but they would do.

 

I sat on the mats and started to strip off my sweaty top and shorts, flashing my wife and showing her I had gone commando today.

 

"Oh, you bad girl, were you hoping this would happen or just too lazy the wear underwear today?"

 

"A little of both," I said with my trademark grin, "Come and get me, B.  I'm so hot for you right now I could cum just watching you undress,"

 

"Really, well let's test that theory," she said, doing a little strip tease for me. Not that she had that much on either, just a pair of tan shorts and a tan top to go with it, and lord save me; she was commando too as far as panties were concerned.  She's told me many times a woman her age and with breast this size she doesn't dare not wear a bra, except in bed.  Not unless I want to see them hanging down around her knees.  And I tell her, I will love her breasts till I die no matter how much they do or don’t hang.

 

She then removed said bra and tossed it at me. I took it and held it up to my face, breathing her essence in. Then I growled and tossed it across the room. She stood before me swaying those sexy, full hips of hers, touching herself and moving in for the kill, "Like what you see, Stone?"

 

"Oh god yes!" I was dripping and I knew damn well she could see it. I had my legs spread wide and my fingers were stroking the kitty. I was so close; I knew if I kept this up I was so going to pop before she even knelt down on the mats.

 

"It's ok baby, you can cum," my sexy, taunting vixen of a wife said, as she took her fingers that had been playing with her own pussy and smeared her juices over the tips of each of her luscious breasts.

 

"Oh YES!" I shouted, feeling that wonderful rush run through me.  It wasn't a huge orgasm, but it was one hell of a good start, "thanks baby," I said, laying back on the mats and enjoying the euphoria.

 

She saddled up beside me and began to play with my nipples with her one hand while brushing my hair out of my face with her other, "Happy to help, lover.  Clearly I'm not the only one who has been horny all morning,"

 

"Nope, I'm guilty as well," I said reaching up and cupping her beautiful face with my hands. Kissing her until we both almost passed out from lack of air.

 

"So B, are you ready for me to rock your world?"

 

"Please," was all she said, lying on her back and opening herself wide for me.

 

But before I could work my way down, she stopped me, "Maggie, let's 69, ok stud?"

 

"I like how you think, B. But are you sure, I’m pretty rank from the work out?"

 

"All I smell is Maggie sex and I love that smell. So get yourself over me now, Stone,"

 

"Yes Ma'am,"

 

I got into position and Bianca immediately grabbed my ass and started to work her wonderful long tongue over my cheeks, the inside of my thighs and then she began to kiss my lips as she parted them and inserted two of her long, talented fingers inside me.

 

"Oh B, don't get ahead of me baby, or I won't be able to satisfy you as well,"

 

"Then get busy Stone, I'm not in the mood to take things slow,"

 

That did it, it wasn't often Bianca was in this kind of mood. We called it her "fuck me" mood, which meant little of no foreplay but lots and lots of hot, fast and steamy sex.  Which I didn't mind, because I was in the same mood today.

 

I forced her legs even wider apart and began to suckle on her swollen bud.  Her hips immediately bucked and continued to, while I inserted three of my fingers into her.  She liked feeling stretched when she was like this, no need for gentle one-two-three build up. I heard her gasp from the sudden thrust of my fingers and then she mutter a yes baby, to let me know I was doing it just right.

 

We were both sucking and fucking each other with total abandon, and we're both on the verge, when my right hand went completely numb. I couldn't feel my fingers for shit and I couldn't tell if I was thrusting too hard or not enough to make Bianca cum.  But she seemed to still be on the brink, so I went by gut and didn't stop.  But the numbness was also making me lose my own high.  So as soon as I heard Bianca cum, I faked my own orgasm, something I had never done with her in all the years we had been together.  But I didn't want to upset her after all the effort she had put into it, when it was my entire fault.  I then climbed off of her, turned around and cuddled her.

 

Once she got her breathing and heart rate back to normal, she turned her head towards me and gave me the strangest look, "You want to tell me what that was all about, Maggie?"

 

"I don't understand,"

 

"Right, like you thought you could just fake that and I wouldn't know,"

 

"What? How? I mean…"

 

"Please Maggie, how long have we been together?"

 

"Long time," I said, no longer looking at her.

 

"Maggie, please don't hide.  I just want to know why you felt you needed to do that?"

 

"Something happened, and it killed my buildup. I'm sorry B, I never thought you would know and you had worked so hard to get me off. It wasn't your fault,"

 

She was sitting up now and holding my right hand, noticing I was clenching and unclenching it, "what happened with your hand, Maggie?"

 

"It went numb - and it still is.  It's never happened before when we are..."

 

"It's ok baby," she said kissing and massaging my fingers for me, "does it happen often?"

 

"Couple times a day. The doctors tell me it could get worse as I get older. The injury caused some circulation problems and a little nerve damage too.  As the scar tissue grows it will put more pressure on those areas.  I might lose all feeling in them in time, but they can't know for sure.  God, it's not enough I'll never be able to operate again, now I can't even make love to my wife," I said jumping up from the mats and sitting on the wooden bench against the wall.

 

Bianca put her shorts and top back on and then came and sat behind me, holding me in her arms with her head resting on my shoulder, "Maggie, please don't go all drama queen on me.  You know you can still make love to me even if you do lose feeling in your right hand.  This isn't the end of the world,"

 

"Right, so what do you have in mind, B, I wear a strap-on 24/7 incase you get in the mood and I can strip and fuck you,"

 

She didn’t say anything for about a minute, "That was harsh, Maggie, and totally uncalled for," she said getting up from the bench. 

 

She started up the stairs and then stopped half way, "You know Stone, I love you but I'm not going to let you continue to just lash out at me like that every time something else happens that upsets you and makes you feel less then you are.  I don't know how many times I have to tell you I love you and I don't give a shit what does or doesn't work on your poor body, but I do care if you are going to let any of that ruin what we have in this marriage.  So you need to get your pity party under control and let me know when you are ready to really deal with what you are feeling like an adult and not just use me as your other punching bag. Until then, I’ve had enough.  So don’t even bother coming to me or our bedroom," and with that said she left the basement and me with a lot to think about.

 

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Rated R for adult language

 

Maggie’s POV:

 

 

After our fight, I stayed in the basement for another hour and beat on the dummy, wishing I could beat on myself for saying that shit to B.  I couldn’t seem to hold my tongue at times and the words that came out of me were like venomous snakes taking control of my every thought. Successfully lashing out before I could stop them.  I decided to try and track Lena down. I needed my best bud right now and I hoped she could help me deal with some of this shit. And help me find the words to make Bianca forgive me.

 

I was coming out of the basement when I heard her melodious Polish accent, “What dumb shit thing have you done now, my friend?” Lena asked with her arms folded over her chest.

 

“Man, doesn’t anything happen around here without everyone knowing immediately?”

 

“Nope, especially when your wife storms into the kitchen, kicks us all out and starts cooking for an army.  So tell your best friend, what did you do this time?”

 

“Can we go somewhere private, that isn’t my bedroom? I’ve been banned from there,”

 

“Oh, you are in trouble,” Lena said, wrapping her arm around my sagging shoulders.

 

“You have no idea. Bianca has finally had enough of me. She says I can’t come near her or our room until I make things right,”

 

“And what does that entail exactly?”

 

We had walked to her office; that she kept in our house.  Where we closed and locked the door, “You better get comfy, Lena, this is going to take awhile,”

 

We both got comfortable and I gave her a play-by-play of what had happened and what both B and I had said. I skipped the details on the sex, after all even Lena didn’t want to hear that and Bianca sure as hell would kill me if I did tell her.   When I was done Lena looked at me and shook her head.

 

“Man Maggie, you really stepped in it this time. No wonder she’s kicked you out. I’m surprised she didn’t kick you out of the house as well. But I guess she didn’t want to have to explain that to the kids I’m sure, but you really crossed the line.  If not several,”

 

“Help Lena, I need help not more shit,”

 

“Hey, this is help, Maggie.  You need to get your head out of your ass and start acting like the Maggie we used to know. Not some pussy spoiled brat,”

 

“Fine, guess I was expecting too much from you,” I said going to stand up.

 

“Oh no you don’t Stone, sit your sorry ass back down.  I’m not your touchy- feely Dr. Loren and I’m not here to hold your hand and stroke your fragile ego. You’ve had more then enough of that and it is time for some tough love, so listen up,”

 

Ok this wasn’t going as I had hoped, but I also knew better then to argue with Kundera when she was like this.

 

It was becoming quite evident to me, I had warn out my sympathy cards with everyone in this household and if so, then it was time to listen up and get back on the right road, before I found myself wifeless and friendless. And please don’t get me wrong, I haven’t been “playing” my wife or friends.  Far from it. This entire situation has been a real emotional and physical ball buster for me. But when the people you love start telling you, you need to start bucking up and acting like and adult. Clearly you’ve gone long enough feeling sorry for yourself. Because the fact is Bianca and Lena are two very patient and loving women and if they are both ready to kick my ass and dump it on the walk, then I have gone too long using them as my personal crutches.

 

“So what is you sage advice, Lena?”

 

“One, stop overreacting to everything related to your injuries.  Bianca is the most supportive and loving woman on the planet, Mags.  Start treating her as such. Let her help you instead of lashing out. You had gotten past all that stupid Stone crap years ago of running and putting up walls when things got tough. Resurrecting that behavior is ruining your life and hurting Bianca worse then I think you even know. So fucking stop it.  Besides Frankie doesn’t need to see that shit as well.  It’s just going to make things harder for her too; you know how much she strives to be like you in everyway,”

 

“And?” I asked, taking in all my best bud already had to say, knowing full well she was completely right.

 

“Second, get back to work.  Start looking at what you can do instead of surgery.  Teaching or going back to school to see what new practice you could take on. But in the meantime, I can tell you the staff at the clinic could really use your expertise as a consultant on many of their new and pending cases.  Plus the kids miss you, Mags.  You are still their Doctor and they are worried about you and need to know they haven’t lost you.  They depend on your strength, Maggie,”

 

“What if I don’t have any left to give?”

 

“That’s fucking bullshit and you know it, Stone.  This pity party of yours doesn’t suit you at all and it’s time it stopped.  You saved Frankie. Rejoice in that and forget about the rest.  You’re not some freakin’ invalid so stop acting like one. You have some limitations, but you have both of your arms and legs, and that’s a lot more then some people have in this messed up world.  And most importantly you still have that amazing medical brain, stop wasting it,”

 

“Anything else?”

 

“Yeah, give me a hug, tell me you love me and go find your wife and beg on your knees for her forgiveness, understanding and love.  And DON’T stop saying you’re sorry until you get it.  And then keep saying it some more,”

 

TBC

 

Stephanie  aka the Diva

 

So did Lena go too far? Should Bianca accept Maggie’s pending apology?  Is it time for Maggie to shape up and let her family and friends back in?   I know what I have planned, but what do each of you think?

 

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I wasn’t going to work on this chapter today, but after the reactions of the last one and your heated responses I had to finish it and post it.  I hope each of you enjoys it.  Thank you all for your FB, and Pam, you are one passionate woman you. Maggie said to say thanks for sticking up for her. *winks*

 

 

Chapter 29  Rated

 

Maggie’s POV:

 

I did hug Lena, told her I loved her and went to find Bianca to do all she said and more.  Oh, and I thanked Lena for being the one person I could always count on to tell me things I needed to hear and get past all the bull.  Because Stone’s sometimes need a real swift kick, if not several, in the ass to get them back in the game. 

 

There would be no more time outs or isolationist crap.  I was a Mother, Wife and a Doctor and people needed me, and I needed them and the old me back too.  Sure I had been through hell, but no one was denying that.  They just wanted to help me move on.  Like we wanted Frankie to do as well. And when I had set backs, as I knew I would, I was going to have to stop ignoring Bianca, or lashing out at her.  I needed to let her be my rock, but more importantly my wife, my partner in all things as she always had been.

 

“Mom,” Frankie and Katie called out from the living room. 

 

The twins were sitting on the floor, playing video games while Greta held baby Leo and fed him his bottle from her spot on the couch behind them. Lee was in her wheel chair, with her own game pad, playing along with the twins, and Lena came up behind her, kissing her on the neck and massaging her shoulders.

 

“Careful Lena, I don’t want to get killed again, these two have been kicking my ass,” Lee said with a smile.

 

Both she and Lena were going to make great Mothers, of that I was sure.  But I also knew there little girl was going to be spoiled rotten, at least in the beginning.  And who could blame them.  They wanted this little one more then anything and everyday they lived with the fear she could be lost, and they still had almost two more months to go before delivery.  Even after all I had been through, I could only imagine what that kind of frustration and doubt must be doing to them emotionally as well as physically. And yet no one ever saw them behave as anything other then happy and positive.  I guessed they had made a pact to be that way to get through it.  I couldn’t help but admire them for it.

 

I sat beside Greta and asked her if I could hold Leo and feed him? She smiled and handed him over with his bottle.  My little man fussed at the change, always hating being interrupted when he was eating.  Can’t imagine where he gets that from.

 

“Thanks.  So Lee, how are you feeling today?  Is the little soccer player kicking?” I asked, as I gently massaged Leo’s soft cheek with my index finger and worked the bottle back into his hungry puckered mouth.

 

“She’s been quiet so far, but I’m sure now that you’ve asked she will start acting up,”

 

“Sorry,” I said, deciding to let the three video players concentrate on their game and not my stupid questions.

 

Just then Katie’s race car wiped out and she laid her game pad down on the carpet, getting up and joining me and Leo on the couch.

 

“Come on Greta, you play. It’s more fun with three,” Frankie said, never losing her concentration. 

 

Greta loved playing video games, it was one of the many reasons I had wanted to hire her after the twins were born.  She was a young woman with a big heart and kid herself, but with a tremendous sense of responsibility.  For me it was a winning combination and our children totally agreed from day one. It had been love at first sight for the twins and Greta.  And now Leo was part of the Greta fan club too. My only fear was she and Sara were getting really serious and I worried Sara would convince Greta the kids were taking up too much of her time.  And she would make her quit her job.  But so far there hadn’t even been a hint of that.  The parent in me knew I needed to have this conversation with Greta and I better do it soon with Bianca.  We would have to prepare the children if that day was even close to coming.

 

“Mom,” Katie said, tugging on my shorts to get my attention.

 

“Yes baby,”

 

“Why are you and Mama fighting again?”

 

The whole room went quiet, with the exception of the sounds of the video game and Leo sucking on his bottle.

 

“Because I said mean things to Mama, Katie.  I didn’t mean to, but I did.  I’ve been doing that a lot I’m afraid, since I got hurt and I have to stop doing it,”

 

“If you know it’s wrong and mean, why do you do it?  Mama loves you so much,”

 

God, could this kid get to the heart of a problem or what? And make it seem so simple.  Now if I only had a simple answer.

 

“Yes, Katie, she does love me and I love her too.  It’s just – well I get cranky from all the pain and frustration of not being able to do all the things I used to do.  It makes me say and do mean things. But I’m going to try much harder not to do that, because it’s wrong to hurt people who love you and take your frustrations out on them, when they haven’t done anything but be loving and supportive, like you Mama has been with me.  I owe Mama a huge apology and I’m going to work very hard at not inflicting my pain on her any more,”

 

“Like I did on that boy,” Frankie chimed in, never missing a beat on her game.

 

“Exactly.  That was wrong and what I have done to your Mama is too,”

 

“I know, Aunt Lena took me to find that boy and his Mom, and she asked me to tell them how sorry I was,”

 

I stared at Lena, who looked both guilty and shocked at this revelation. Seems Lena was helping both of the broken Stone women deal with their lashing out.

 

“And did you do that, sweetie?” I asked, never taking my eyes off of Lena.

 

“Yeah, that was the day we took Katie and went to get the ice cream.  We saw the kiddo and his Mom at the park.  I told them I was really sorry and his Mom said she and her son were sorry too, because they had found out I was the kiddo who had been kidnapped and was on the news.  And how that must have been a hard thing to go through.  I told her it gave me bad dreams, but that I was getting better,”

 

“And why am I just hearing about all this now?” I asked glaring at Lena.

 

Frankie put her game pad down and got up from the floor, joining Katie and me on the couch.

 

“Don’t be mad, Mom, you been dealin’ with your own stuff, so I asked Katie and Lena to not bug you with it, that’s all,”

 

“But anything having to do with you kids is important to me, Frankie – Katie.  God, I have been so removed from all of you and that’s going to stop now,”

 

Katie and Frankie were on each side of me and hugged me as I continued to hold a now sleeping Leo in my arms, “We missed you Mom, but Mama, Aunt Lena and Aunt Lee told us how sad and tired you were and how much rest you needed to get well, so it’s ok.  You don’t need to feel bad.  Mama and everyone been takin’ good care of us,” Katie assured me as did Frankie too.

 

I was too chocked up to say anything, so I just kissed both of them on the head and continued to let them hug me. 

 

“But do you promise to me nicer to Mama from now on?” Katie asked and Frankie nodded in agreement.

 

“Yes – yes I swear it, my darlings.  If your Mama can forgive me, I promise to be a much better Wife, Mother and person then I have been since the bad people.  I won’t let my pain and frustration in the slowness of my healing let me hurt your Mama any more,”

 

“Pinky swear,” Frankie said with a little evil smile.

 

“Pinky swear,” I said, locking pinkies with Frankie first and then Katie.  And then a mature hand I knew almost better then my own came past my face and took hold of my hand, still locked with Katie’s.

 

“Can anyone else get in on this action?” Bianca asked, her head resting on my shoulder.  Katie released her pinkie and took Bianca’s hand and linked our two pinkies together for us, “there,” Katie said, taking Frankie’s hand from across me and the two of them leapt off the couch, sitting on the floor facing their Mama, Leo and me.  I silently asked Greta to take the baby and she did, while Bianca, never letting go of my pinkie, worked her way around the end of the couch and sat facing me.

 

“I’m so sorry, B, words aren’t enough, but it’s all I have for now.  I suck and I know it, and if I hurt you again, you have the permission of everyone in this room to kick me out of this house for good. But I promise I will do everything in my power to never let that happen,” I pulled her hand to my lips and started to kiss her fingers again and again, and I whispered “I’m sorry” over and over and over.  Until she made me stop with her lips.  When the kiss ended, there was no one else in the room but us. 

 

“You still now how to clear a room, Stone,”

 

“Yeah, it’s a talent,” I said with a shrug.

 

“Like so many others you have,”

 

“So, am I even close to being forgiven?” I asked in all seriousness.

 

“You’re well on the road, but you really hurt me with that last one, Maggie. Deeper then I think you even realize,”

 

“No I totally realize, and I still can’t believe I said it,”

 

“You made me feel so cheap and dirty, Maggie.  I never expected you of all people to do that to me and it hurt me more then any words I can say to you,”

 

“So how do I make it right, Bianca?”

 

“What you said to the children was a good start, Maggie, but I need to know you still love and respect me.  And all the smooth talking Stone charm isn’t going to make that happen,”

 

“I understand,”

 

“I hope you do, Maggie, or Burke and Liz will get the last laugh after all, when they learn you killed the very marriage they tried so hard to destroy,”

 

“God, please don’t say that baby,” I said throwing myself at Bianca, wrapping my arms around her waist.

 

“I’m not asking you to pretend everything is perfect, Maggie, far from it.  I know you still have pain, and now I know you are experiencing this numbness as well, which has to be terrible and frightening for you.  I’m only asking that you let us work on your worries and pains together. Let me be there for you, but I won’t tolerate being your verbal punching bag. No more Maggie, I don’t deserve it and I won’t endure it any longer,”

 

“I know, Bianca and I won’t, I promise.  I guess Frankie wasn’t the only one lashing out, but she sure as hell got it under control better then I did.  But I can learn from her and be better. And I will be, I promise,”

 

“Thank you, Maggie, that’s all I ever wanted.  You’ve been through Hell. We all know that and I will never be able to thank you enough for saving our baby girl and almost dying in the process.  You’re not just Frankie’s Hero, Maggie; you’re a hero to all of us.  But you don’t have to be a hero.  Just be a human and let us help you.  Stop trying to do it all on your own and please stop punishing me when you can’t,”

 

I sat up and kissed her softly on the lips, cupping her beautiful face in my hands, “It’s done, Bianca, I get it.  You and me together, the super team once again. No more angry, lashing out rogue super hero, not me.  I guess Liz and Burke messed with my head more then I wanted to admit, and I made you deal with it, but I won’t any more I promise.  Bianca can I ask you something?”

 

“Sure, Maggie,”

 

“Can we go and hide in our room for a few hours.  My right hand is starting to cramp up somethin’ terrible and my leg is too.  I really need some of my pain killers and maybe a heating pad,”

 

“How about you take only one of the pain pills to start and I help you into a hot bath and see if I can help the cramp in your hand and leg work out with a gentle massage and hot water. And after the bath, use some of that heated oil the doctor ordered as well,”

 

“That sounds wonderful, you don’t mind?”

 

“Maggie,” said answered with a raised annoyed eyebrow.

 

“Right, thanks B, you’re the best,”

 

“I know sweetie, now if I can get you to remember that, we’ll be all set,” see said with a grin and a smirk.

 

I didn’t have my cane so I leaned on Bianca and she led me to the elevator to get to our floor. It was times like this I was glad we had the money to have a place with an elevator.  Though I had a feeling Bianca would had carried me up the stairs if I had asked.  Because she is that generous and loving.  And it was high time I did indeed remember and appreciate that.  So I snuggled into her as she helped us onto the elevator, where she had a chair waiting for me. I sat down, never letting go of her hand.  I looked up at her and told her I loved her.  She smiled down at me and said she loved me too. We weren’t perfect, but we were working back to being just that.

 

TBC

 

Stephanie  aka the Diva

 

So what did you think?

 

 

 

 

 

 

This is the first part of the chapter, since a very sweet request was voiced today for and update.  I couldn’t get all of it done, but this was a good place to break it for Part I. I hope everyone enjoys it.

 

Chapter 30  Aug 17th Lena’s Birthday! Part I   PG-13

 

Frankie’s POV:

 

I opened my eyes and smiled, knowin’ I hadn’t had my nightmare again. And no wettin’ the bed either.  Katie and Greta had stayed with me.  I gave my Aunt Lena the night off, because today is her Birthday.  And I figured her and Aunt Lee would want to wake up together on her special day.  I know, Frankie Stone bein’ all sensitive, but hey Katie isn’t the only one who can be sensitive and caring, I can too…just don’t make a habit cause I have a rep to protect.

 

As for the sleepin’ last night, Greta was on my right and Katie on my left, so I started to tickle their stomachs to wake ‘em, “Wakie, Wakie!!” I said.  Sure, I know it’s a bratty way to wake ‘em, but it’s just too funny not to. 

 

They both started to wake up and tried to slap my hands away.  But that just made me move in for more. I lifted Greta’s PJ shirt and gave her a primo raspberry and then I did the same to Katie.  But they got me back big time.  Before I knew it, Greta was pinning me and my arms down while Katie tickled and zerbered me good.  I was laughing so hard I thought I might pee my pants, but I didn’t.

 

“Ok, ok, stop or I pee all over your two,” I joked.

 

That stopped ‘em like I knew it would, but we continued to lay there smilin’ and laughin’.

 

“So, I take it this means you slept well, Francis?” Greta said.

 

I stuck my bottom lip out, showing Greta I wasn’t happy bein’ called that.

 

“Oh Frankie, you are too, too easy.  Give me a hug you nut,”

 

Greta was right I am too easy, but I love her too much to let a little teasin’ bug me, so I gave her my bestest morning hug.

 

“That’s my Frankie,” and that’s when Katie jumped on top of both of us and joined our hug fest.

 

“Ok, girls, who needs to use the potty first?”

 

“Me, me,” I yelled, waving my arms just to make sure they both knew I needed to go bad.

 

“Ok, everybody take my hand and off to the potty we go,” Greta said. She was so cool, always makin’ everything like a game.  Even going to the potty.

 

We all did our business and then Greta gave Katie and me a quick bath. Then she got us dressed in our shorts, t-shirts and sandals.

 

“When’s Sara comin’ back, Greta?” Katie asked as Greta dressed us.

 

“I’m not sure Katie,”

 

“Why not?”

 

“Well, Sara and I are on what’s called a break,”

 

“A what?”

 

“A break, she’s not coming back soon.  Maybe never,” Greta said with her sad, quiet voice.

 

“Don’t you two still like each other?” Katie asked.

 

“Sure we do, sweetie. But sometime that’s not enough for grownups,”

 

“That’s stupid. How could anyone stop lovin’ you, Greta?  You’re the best,”

 

“That’s so sweet, Frankie, thank you.  But it’s more complicated then that, I’m afraid,”

 

I looked at Katie and she looked at me, knowin’ just what I was thinkin’, “It’s because of us, isn’t it?  She don’t want you to take care of us no more?”

 

“How?  Frankie, were you spying on us again?  You know you are forbidden to do that,”

 

“No, Greta, I swear, no spying.  I just guessed,”

 

“Why doesn’t she like us?” Katie said, not quite crying, but her lower lip was doing that shakin’ thing that Mama’s does when she is upset.

 

“Oh girls, she doesn’t dislike you. That’s not the problem.  She wants more of my time then I can give…”

 

“Because of us,”

 

“Well yes, but that’s her problem sweetie, not yours or mine.  I’ve told her I’m not going to leave you or your Moms or Leo.  You all mean too much to me,”

 

“But you love her too.  Doesn’t it make you sad not to be with her,” Katie asked.

 

“Yes, it makes me very sad, but I can’t be happy with someone who tries to make me choose them over…”

 

“Us,” Katie and I both said.

 

“I shouldn’t have to choose. So I told her to take her time and think about that. And if she could find it in her heart to love me as things are, then we could work on being a couple,”

 

“But why can’t she live here with you all the time?  Everyone else lives here, why not Sara?”

 

“I don’t know, Frankie. I don’t think your Moms would like that,”

 

“Why not, don’t they like Sara?”

 

“No, I think they like her. But it wouldn’t look right for me to have my…it just wouldn’t be right, girls,”

 

“I don’t get it. Our Moms live together, Aunt Lee and Lena live together. Why can’t you and Sara live here together?”

 

“Well…Frankie I just don’t think…”

 

“Oh don’t be silly. Ask our Moms.  They would do anything for you Greta. Especially if Katie and I ask them to. Right Katers?”

 

“Right Frankie, we’ll ask ‘em for you,”

 

“NO! I mean thanks girls, but I really wish you wouldn’t.  If it means that much to you, I will ask them myself.  But even if they say yes, I can’t guarantee Sara will agree to it. We’ve never talked about it as an option,”

 

“Well, you get on that, G.  But now we have to go wish Aunt Lena Happy Birthday,” I said, jumping off the bed and racing for their room.

 

“Come on you two slow pokes.  We got a Birthday to start!!”

 

***

 

Lena’s POV:

 

I woke suddenly from a ridiculous dream I’d been having most of the night and stared at the clock beside the bed.  It was 5:47am.  Early, hell damn early, but I couldn’t stand one more minute of that dream. So I rolled back on my other side, kissed my sleeping Lee on the lips and then crawled out of our bed. 

 

I headed for the bathroom to take care of my morning business, but found myself lost in thought on the toilet, having no idea how long I had been sitting there.  Forty – Forty years old today.  Damn that was enough to give me a chill and then some.  Not because I worry about how I look or how old I’m getting.  But the reality of starting a family at this age, it has been giving me a great deal of pause and then some.  After all, I’ll be almost 60 when our little girl goes to college.  How will she feel about one of her Mother’s being old enough to be her Grandmother instead of Mother?  Well, at least I would be one fine, hot, sexy looking Grandmother.  I started to laugh just imagining the ragging I would get from Lee, Mags and B if they heard me say that.  But I will be.  The women in my family age well or so my Mama always told me, and the pictures she showed me seem to substantiate that theory. 

 

Hell it doesn’t matter; our little girl won’t be that shallow.  She won’t care what anyone thinks or says, because she is going to be a proud, independent, intelligent, thoughtful caring young woman.  Just like her Mother Lee.  And anyone whoever thinks of giving her lip or a hard time has this Mother to answer to. Because no matter how old I get, I will still be more then able to kick some ass.

 

“Baby, are you ever coming out of that bathroom?  I’m freezing.  I need that hot, sexy body of yours, Kundera. So snap to it,”

 

“I’m coming sweetie,” I answered, flushing the toilet and washing my hands and face. I brushed my hair and teeth.  Look into the mirror one last time and then rushed back to my wife.  Life was good, even at 40.

 

I slid smoothly back under the sheets and blankets, snuggling up against Lee, “Was that a contented purr I just heard?” I asked.

 

“Uh huh.  Happy Birthday Lena,” she said, turning towards me to give me my first official Birthday kiss of the day, “Why are you up so early, sexy?” Lee asked after kissing me.

 

“Stupid dream,”

 

“Ah, well it just means we have more time for your Birthday morning sex,”

 

“That’s ok sweetie, I just want to snuggle,”

 

“What? Kundera you LOVE morning sex, and it’s your Birthday.  Don’t tell me you don’t want it,”

 

“Lee, you know how much I love it when you make love to me, but baby, you know how worked up you get as well.  And I just don’t think it’s safe for you and the little one,”

 

“Lena, how many times are we going to have this conversation?  I can handle it, besides it brings me so much pleasure to please you baby.  PLEASEEEEEEEEEEE!!!”

 

“No Lee, seriously.  You can’t afford it.  The last time you insisted you got so worked up, I thought we were going to have to take you to the hospital.  The truth is I couldn’t relax enough now to enjoy myself. I would be too worried that you would go into labor,”

 

That remark succeeded in making Lee pout and turn away from me.

 

“Lee, sweetie please don’t be like that.  Snuggling with you and the little one is the best early morning gift you can give me…really,” I said, as I began to plant little kisses on her shoulder and neck. She moaned a little, reached out for my hand and pulled me closer.  I spooned my wife, rubbed her pregnant tummy, rested my head on her shoulder and told her she and our baby was the best gift I could hope for.  Now and in the future.

 

“I love you Lena, I just wanted to make your morning special,”

 

“I know, baby, but you do that everyday by just being here in my arms when I wake.  We only have to last a few more weeks and our little October baby will be here.  All cooked and ready to pop out,”

 

“You know I hate that imagery, Lena, why do you insist on using it?”

 

“Because it makes you and the others crazy,” I said with a smirk.

 

“You are so bad, you do know that?”

 

“Yes, but I believe you especially love it when I’m bad,”

 

“Mmmmmm so true, so, so true,”

 

“Uh oh, the hamster is awake too and kicking like mad,”

 

“Ugh I hate it when you call her that,”

 

“I know, but I can’t help it.  The nickname just kinda happened with the whole Mia Hamm thing and now I can’t seem to let it go.  Maybe if we came up with her real name…”

 

“No! I told you I want to name her after she is born. See what she looks like and what suits her,”

 

“I know, and if that’s what you want sweetie, so be it,”

 

*loud knocking is heard*

 

“Three guesses who that is,” Lee said with a smile.

 

“Who’s that knocking on our door?” I shouted out.

 

“It’s us Aunt Lena, can we come in, PLEASEEEEEEEEEE!!” the twins yelled from the other side of the door.

 

“Give us a minute girls.  I guess it’s robe time, sweetie,” I said, kissing Lee on the cheek and then jumping out of our bed to get Lee’s and my robe.

 

“Yes, I guess it’s good you didn’t want sex,” Lee smirked at me.

 

I nodded yes, thinking to myself that not asking for and not wanting wasn’t the same. I so wanted to make love this morning, as I did every morning.  But this pending Motherhood gig was more important then any carnal needs I had.  And I thanked my disciplined nature for making it easier to deal with any frustrations I did experience each and every day – and night.

 

“Good morning girls!” I said to my favorite twins, mussing up their blonde heads before I knelt down to give each of them their morning tummy tickle.  They laughed and squealed until they both got the upper hand knocking me to the ground and jumping on top of me, returning the tickle assault with due diligence and enthusiasm.

 

“Happy Birthday Auntie Lena!” they both yelled, as they finally stopped their tickle assault due to total exhaustion.  And planted big, wet kisses on my cheeks, before they lay beside me on the floor, trying to catch their breath.

 

“Well, that’s quiet the site, isn’t it?” Lee said from our bed, “Do you three still have the energy to join me here on the bed, or does poor Greta need to pick you up one at a time?”

 

Frankie started to get a deep belly laugh going, thinking of Greta trying to lift my tall, statuesque Lena form from the floor and carry me over to the bed.

 

“I’d pay to see that Auntie Lee, Greta carrying Birthday girl Lena over to your bed,”

 

The room burst into laughter from the adults.  Frankie had sounded so much like Maggie with that remark; we each looked around just to make sure it hadn’t been Maggie who said it.  She was becoming more and more like her Mother everyday.

 

The kidlets jumped up from my side and ran over to Lee, crawling up onto the bed and snuggling their little bodies against hers.  Greta reached down offering me a hand to help me from the floor, but I “nicely” slapped it away, “I’m not that old yet, missy,” I said and stood. But as I did I felt something pull in my back.  I made a face and Greta blushed, but wisely kept her silence.  Knowing all to well I had been paid back by God for that little bit of pride remark. I patted her on the back and thanked her silently for not saying I told you so. We both then joined the others, just as Maggie and Bianca made their presence known.

 

“Happy Birthday Lena!”

 

“Ah, my friends, thank you. But as you see your children beat you to the punch,”

 

“Yes, we heard them all the way down the hall, and knew everyone must be up.  So here we are to help join in this happy day’s activities,”

 

“Come; sit, if you can find a spot on this bed.  Thank God we have a King,” I said with a glint in my eye.

 

“Yes they come in handy for so many reasons,” Maggie said with a wink. She and B finding room on the end of the bed to sit; Bianca holding little Leo, and feeding him his first morning bottle.

 

“I see the man of the house is getting his breakfast,” Lee said with a jealous tone and smile.

 

“I think that’s my cue to go start the breakfast for the troops,” Greta said.

 

“No,” Bianca said with an evil glint in her eyes.  “Actually that has all been taken care of for the Birthday girl and the rest of us.  You can come in now,” Bianca shouted out.  And soon several uniformed men and women from The Hotel De Crillon were pushing room service carts into our Bedroom.  With enough of my and everyone’s favorite breakfast foods on the trays to feed and army. 

 

“What have you done?” I said, in shock.

 

“I ordered all your favorite things, my love, and enough food for our friends and all of the guards as well.  But you and those of us here get first dibs, so dig in Lena and Happy Birthday.  This is only the beginning,”

 

“You are too good to me, my love,”

 

“No more then you are to me everyday, Lena.  You deserve this and so much more,”

 

And as I would learn, there was so much more.  But first we all ate ourselves full on the wondrous dishes from our favorite Paris Hotel.  The rest was then sent down to the kitchen with Greta and the Hotel staff, to feed our troops.  While I helped Lee bath, after my shower, and Mags and B got their kiddos cleaned and ready for the rest of the day’s activities.

 

Phase two of my Birthday was about to begin.

 

TBC

 

Stephanie  aka The Diva

 

I hope this brought a few smiles.  Part II will come this weekend with many wonderful surprise for Lena and you!

 

 

 

 

Here is the link to what Lee is wearing beneath her robe today, for Lena’s enjoyment. Now on with Part II of Lena’s Birthday, and my continued thanks for all the FB and support and interest in the story!!

 

 

http://www.babiesnbellies.com/shop/index.php?main_page=product_info&cPath=10&products_id=339

 

 

Chapter 30 Aug 17th Lena’s Birthday! Part II   PG-13

 

Lee’s POV:

 

Lena had left me on the bed to dress in my navy blue satin robe, and my matching blue satin nightgown, while she put on the final touches of her makeup and finished dressing as well. What she didn’t know was her 2nd Birthday surprise was in a small thin box inside the bedside table.  My robe would keep it hidden from the others, while we celebrated today, but I wanted Lena to remember what was beneath my robe all day long. 

 

It was a black Giselle Babydoll, specially designed for a pregnant woman. I placed my satin nightgown in the box and put it back into the drawer, as I finished covering myself for Lena’s next surprise.

 

She came out of our bathroom whistling, and wearing her favorite gray slacks, soft gray cotton V-neck short sleeve blouse and her comfortable flat black shoes. She looked happier then I had seen her in months.

 

“Happy, my love?” I asked, fingering a small jewelry box in my robe, which I had taken from my night table as well, only moments ago.

 

She turned towards me smiling, with child like glee in her eyes, “Yes, my darling, are you ready to join the others?”

 

“Almost, but I need you to come here and kneel before me, with your eyes closed and no questions asked,”

 

That made her smile even more and did as I asked.  As she knelt before me, I took the jewelry box out, removing the piece. Asking her to lean towards me and lower her head.  I then reached around her neck and hooked the platinum, diamond and opal heart necklace around her long, lovely neck.  Kissing the top of her head before I sat back to admire her beauty and that of her new gift.  Which hung perfectly just above her cleavage.

 

“May I look now?”

 

“Yes, but what hangs on your neck is your third surprise, the second is beneath my robe,”

 

“Lee, I think I’ve been well aware of the 2nd surprise for months now,” she said, stroking my very pregnant belly, while giving me her most adoring Kundera gaze.

 

“You think so, well open my robe and see if you are correct,”

 

With a raised eyebrow, she opened my robe and actually gasped at what she saw.  So the effect I was going for.  And let me tell you, when you are as pregnant as I am, and to hear your lover/spouse still gasp with pleasure upon seeing you in anything.  Well, that is truly an exhilarating and fulfilling experience.

 

“You’re a vision, Lee, a true vision,” my lovely Lena said, wrapping her arms, as best she could, around me; while nestling her head between my very ample and sore breasts.  We both stayed like that, until Lena’s knees reminded her this wasn’t perhaps the most comfortable of positions.  She then stood and sat beside me.

 

“You do know I am going to be thinking of you in “that” all day, you evil woman you,”

 

“That is the plan,”

 

“Ah, as I suspected, and I couldn’t love it more or you.  Now, may I look at my new necklace?”

 

“Actually no…not yet that is.  It comes with a bit of an explanation, which I want the others to hear as well.  Do you mind?”

 

“Today, my love, nothing you could say or do could make me upset.  It’s been perfection and I know the rest will be as well,” she said, lifting me gently into my wheelchair.

 

We left our room and road the elevator to the main floor.  As the doors opened, we both heard everyone yelling Happy Birthday Lena, and then a chorus of the birthday song began. I knew if I could see her face, Lena would be blushing bright red about now, from all the fuss and attention.  I wondered then, if we may have gone a little overboard with the decorations. But as she rolled me off the elevator and moved us further into the main living area, I looked up and saw the genuine surprise and joy written on her beautiful face, and knew we hadn’t.

 

“I can’t believe all of this,” she said, her right hand resting over her heart.

 

“We were up most of the night,” Maggie said with her Stone grin.

 

“I am sure you were…thank you – thank you all. I really love it.”

 

The main living room was draped with Black and Gray streamers, signs reading Happy Birthday Lena and Happy 40th hung throughout the room as well.  What looked like small gift bags, were positioned on every flat surface in the room; containing Tums, Metamucil, Calcium supplements, and other over 40 necessities for our older gal.  She laughed until tears formed, from all the craziness and love she felt from everyone.

 

“Sit, Lena, it’s your day.  What can we get you?” Bianca asked.

 

“Do you have makings for a Mimosa?” Lena asked, taking a seat on the corner of the couch, so we could sit side-by-side holding hands.

 

“Lord woman, how long have you known us?” Maggie asked, barely able to control her laughter at such a rhetorical question.

 

“Right, what was I thinking?”

 

Frankie and Katie rushed over to their favorite Aunt and crawled onto her lap, “Happy Aunt Lena,” Katie asked.

 

“Very, little one; did you two help with the decorations too?”

 

“We put the things in the little gift bags, but Frankie and I don’t know what they are,”

 

The adults all laughed at Katie’s answer.

 

“That’s ok, Katie, I’m not sure what they are either,” Lena said with a smile.

 

“Is this a gift too, Aunt Lena?” Frankie asked, taking the new necklace into her little hands and inspecting it very closely, “It’s very pretty…what are these?” she asked of the two stones in the center.

 

“Can I look now, Lee?”

 

I shook my head no and asked everyone to take a seat.  That I had an important announcement for Lena and the rest of them.  The security staff was about to leave, but I asked them to stay as well.  This news was going to affect all of us.

 

“Now that I have everyone’s attention, I have some news I have been keeping to myself for sometime.  Due to the recent events; but I think now is the time I share this news not only with Lena, but the rest of you as well.”

 

“I don’t understand,” Lena said in a whisper.

 

“I know baby, but you will.  When I was rushed to the hospital, the doctors discovered something about the pregnancy I haven’t shared with anyone. And before you all start worrying, it isn’t something bad.  It’s actually very special and wonderful.  But it was an additional factor in keeping me in bed for all this time.  And I didn’t tell you, baby, or any of you because of all that was happening.  It didn’t seem the best time for you to deal with more, Lena. Or all of you who I love like family.  So I hope you can forgive me for keeping this a secret until today.  But as time went by I began to think your Birthday would be the best day to give you this amazing gift – this surprise,”

 

“God, Lee, I can’t stand it, what’s the surprise?”

 

“We’re having twin girls, Lena.  Not one, but two.  Just like Mags and Bianca,”

 

“What – what – no that can’t be…”

 

“Yes, Lena, it is.  Are you upset – don’t you want them?” I asked as panic struck.  It never occurred to me Lena wouldn’t want to have twins.  And why wouldn’t she?  My hormones started to make me panic and cry. My wife didn’t want our babies. How could this be?

 

Greta rushed to Lena and took Frankie and Katie from her lap, realizing Lena was in shock and I was about to join her there.

 

“Aunt Lena, don’t you want twins?” Frankie asked in her saddest, little voice.

 

“What…no, I mean yes of course I do Frankie.  I just never expected this.”

 

Lena then turned towards me and saw how upset I was.  She fell to her knees and tried to hold me and calm me as well.  But this damn wheelchair made that very difficult.

 

“Baby…Lee, please don’t cry.  This is wonderful news. You just took me by surprise, that’s all.  Twins…wow…twins; imagine two little ones just like you,”

 

“You make that sound like a bad thing,” I said, trying to push her away.

 

“Bad, how could that be bad?  I adore you Lee, how could I not adore your babies…our babies.  I just wasn’t expecting two all at once, but it will be wonderful.”

 

“So you don’t hate me for keeping this from you all this time?”

 

“Lord no, is that what you thought?  No, I was in shock is all, but I’m fine now.  Hell, I’m better then fine.  You’re giving me twice the joy that I expected.  I’m the luckiest woman alive and this is the best birthday gift you could have given me,”

 

“Really, you’re not just saying that,”

 

“Yes really, and no I am not just saying that.  Pinky swear!”

 

And that broke my bad mood, as only my Lena could.  We hugged, kissed and yes pinky swore.  Then I explained about the necklace.  A platinum heart with diamonds on the right side and two precious opals, our baby girls birth stones, in the center of the heart.  This would be Lena’s first Mother’s day gift from me.  Something to commemorate the day I told her we were having the twins, and to celebrate her birthday as well.

 

Maggie, once the drama calmed down, gave Lena her Mimosa to drink. Then she sat beside us, holding her twins and Bianca holding their son.  It was quite the family portrait.  Later we had Lena’s cake, iced with black icing over a deep chocolate cake, her favorite with 40 blazing candles the girls helped her blow out.

 

Maggie and Bianca then gave her their gift. A brand new Lexus SUV fully loaded, though they would have to get another baby seat for the other baby.  We all smiled as Lena inspected the Silver vehicle with soft grey leather interior. Seats she said felt as soft as a baby’s butt.  We actually had a time getting her and Maggie to leave the car; she was so in love with all the features it came with.  These two and their toys, they really could be such “men” sometimes.

 

Once we got them to leave the dream mobile, we all had dinner and Greta took the small ones to bed.

 

Now was the time for the final surprise for our birthday girl.

 

It was just Bianca, Maggie, Lena and I when the front door bell rang.  Maggie said she would get it, and Lena gave B and me a wary look.

 

“Why do I think I’m not going to be happy about this?” she asked.

 

“Oh chill, Lena, haven’t you enjoyed all your other gifts?”

 

“True,”

 

Maggie entered with a bodacious redhead, who stood at 5’7”. Dressed in very little, leaving practically nothing to any of our imaginations as to her gifts.

 

“So, which of you is the birthday girl?” she said with a sexy grin.

 

“She is,” we all answered, pointing to Lena.

 

“No way,” Lena said waving her hands and making it clear to the young lady; this birthday girl wasn’t going for any lap dance.

 

“Lena, don’t be like this,” I said. “I got her just for you,”

 

“But I don’t want it…her, Lee. Please,” she answered with begging eyes.

 

“Fine, I don’t understand, but fine.  So who does want a lap dance?” I asked, looking at Maggie of course.

 

“Hey, don’t go throwing Lena’s castoffs at me, Missy.  I’m in enough trouble these days as it is,” Maggie answered backing off from the young woman and standing behind her wife.

 

“Well I can’t…not with this double bundle already in my lap,”

 

Bianca then raised her hand shyly into the air, as if to ask the teacher a question, “I wouldn’t mind, if Lena doesn’t mind,”

 

“Hey, what about your wife minding?” Maggie asked, but Bianca turned and scowled at her petite wife. “Ok, sure go for it B, it should be fun,”

 

Secretly I could tell Maggie was actually excited that Bianca was open to such a thing, and I could see she would be getting pretty hot from it too. Oh yeah, these two would be humping like bunnies, before this night was over. Lucky bitches.

 

“So what’s your name, red?” Maggie asked.

 

“Candy,”

 

“Of course it is. Well Candy, this is Bianca and she would like to sample your lap dance.  And I can promise you a generous tip if you can make her a very satisfied customer.  Do you think you can do that?”

 

“Sure, but we need Bianca to sit in a chair to make this work,”

 

“I got it,” Lena said, going over to the dinning room and grabbing one of the straight back chairs. Then putting it in the center of the living room area.

 

“Is this ok?”

 

“Perfect, Bianca if you please,” Candy motioned for B to take her seat.  She then put her portable CD player down on the coffee table and turned the music on. 

 

Bianca was now on the chair and looking both terrified and excited, her hands gripping the sides of the chair. 

 

Maggie and Lena stood sided-by-side, their arms folded over their chests, and guilty grins on their faces. 

 

I sat facing all of them, which gave me an interesting view of Candy’s back side, as she approached a seated Bianca; that and my friends and wife taking this all in. 

 

What none of us knew, was Frankie, the high-tech bugging and video camera fiend had set up her equipment behind me, so no one would see it, and it was filming all this.  She had turned it all on, 30 minutes before she went to bed.  She was determined to see how we grownups celebrated after the kiddos went to bed. It would prove to be the last thing Frankie ever recorded for many years, once it was discovered by her Mama. Even though the content proved to be worth hours of enjoyment for the four of us, over the years, seeing Bianca let her hair down, literally, and really give into her wild side, if only for one very special night. After all she didn’t do anything really bad, with Candy.  But that couldn’t be said for what happened between she and Maggie later that night, or so Maggie told my Lena later on.

 

Yes, Lena’s 40th birthday proved to be memorable for all of us.  But most of all, it was a day and night of much laughter and love.  Something that had been absent for too long in this house.

 

TBC

 

Stephanie  aka The Diva

 

Now I am sure there are some of you who are disappointed I didn’t go into great detail on Bianca’s first lap dance.  But I felt there are some things best left to our imaginations.  I was sure each of you could picture the event in your own heads and so I left it to just that…your vivid imaginations.  Enjoy!! I know I did.  And as always, please tell me what you think of the chapter.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Chatper 31 Rated from R to NC-17 for adult sexual content and language. Warning anyone under the age of 18 should not read the final scene to this chapter.

 

Lena’s POV:

 

These final weeks before the twins are born are flying by for everyone except Lee. She gets bigger everyday and more and more uncomfortable and irritable.  Not that I or anyone can blame her. Having twins would be hard enough, but to be bound to that bed or wheel chair, day after day, would make anyone want to break things. 

 

Her Doctors gave her the bad news yesterday, no more wheel chair.  Total bed rest until they do the c-section.  That means bed pans from here on in and yes, we did hire a nurse. She wasn't going to let me do any of that.  She's afraid it would kill our love life after the babies are born. 

 

She's being irrational of course, hell I did all this for my Mother before she died, but I can't say that, because she’d argue it was my Mother and not a lover. But it doesn’t matter.  It will all be over in 3, yes 3 more weeks.  October 7th is the date the Doctors are shooting for, unless something happens sooner. Oh, and there is an upside to this situation, I get to give her, her sponge baths in bed each day.  That she didn’t have a problem with. 

 

As for other happenings, Burke and Liz were finally dispatched with little fanfare. Neither Bianca nor Maggie wanted to have anything to do with them being shipped out, nor did they want to see them one last time.  Not that I blamed them.  We all knew seeing them again would only bring all the hurt and pain back, and my friends were finally getting past most of that.  Except on the days Maggie had a great deal of pain and or stiffness.  And Frankie hasn’t had a nightmare in weeks, I’m so proud of her.

 

I on the other hand, was there when both Liz and Burke were loaded onto the transport with my security staff, and shipped off to a Gulag in Russia. I had to see this through to the end, and see them loaded onto the plane.  I needed to know it was done with no complications. 

 

I also gave both Liz and Burke a small parting gift, something they might find useful if the prison proved to be as horrible as I have been told it is.  Something I knew they could both appreciate. But their reactions to the gift were both quite different.

 

*flashback*

 

Burke had been chained to the wall and floor in his makeshift cell at HQ for weeks now.  He had no idea how long or why, but with the exception of being kept in the dark, we fed him and pretty much left him alone.  He presumed in time the cops would come and take him away, once the “stupid bitches” got tired of playing this game, whatever it was. So he kept quiet and bided his time.

 

His cell door opened and I walked in. Dressed to the nines in a black Armani suite and wearing pointed black 4'' spike healed boots.  The bright florescent lights snapped on overhead, temporally blinding Burke.  Once his vision cleared he saw clearly who had finally come to see him.

 

"Kundera, what the hell do you want?"

 

"It’s that time, Kev. But I wanted one last chat before you were shipped out. So how are you doing?" I asked, leaning against the cell door, smirking down on the loser.

 

“What does that mean, Kundera?  I'm going to prison and you know it. You and your fucking friends can’t keep me in here forever and you can’t touch me in prison. It must really irk you and those whores to know the French don't have the death penalty.  So you can stop this bullshit and release me to the cops.” he said with a smirk, holding his chains up and waiting for me to unlock them.

 

I laughed and reached into my pants pocket and began to play with what looked like a small white pill.

 

“What’s that you got there, Lena?”

 

“Your destiny, Kevin, should you choose to accept door number two,”

 

“Stop with the fucking head games, what are you talking about?”

 

“Well, Kevin, like your partner, once you arrive to your new home, let’s just say there are some very special people anxiously awaiting your arrival. And they plan are making you feel very welcome.  In fact, they plan on treating you to their own special brand of welcome on a very frequent basis,”

 

“The hell you say,”

 

“Yes I do, because you know, Kev, I owe you so much. For all the very special hell you rained down on my friends, my wife and our babies,”

 

“That's a damn shame,” He said, to wit, I responded with a kick to his head.  Knocking a few of his back teeth out. "Fuck you Kundera, if I weren't chained I'd fucking kill you," He answered, spitting the blood and another tooth out.

 

“Yeah, well to bad for you, huh.  But I have special plans for you for what you did to Frankie and tried to do to her and my family.  Just for you my new friends, who are awaiting your arrival, have given me their personal guarantee.  That they are going to cut your nuts and cock off and feed them too you.  But don’t worry, Kev, they won’t let you bleed to death. No they want to make sure they can play with you as often as they like.

 

Burke, was finally speechless, the only person who truly frightened him was me and I knew it. He had known me from the days when I had no heart.  When I worked with Michael and he knew I didn’t make idle threats.

 

“Ah, sweetie, you’re looking a little green, not looking forward to life as a castrati?  Well, you see that’s why we have what’s behind door number 2.  This tiny, harmless looking little pill – fondly known as Cyanide.”

 

“Get the fuck away from me, you bitch. You aren’t going to get close enough to shove that down my throat,”

 

“Kevin I wouldn’t dirty my hands on you, let alone kill you.  No you are going to take this little pill when and if you have decided you can’t take anymore of the abuse. It will be waiting for you, and on that magic day you can end your pathetic life.

 

“I’ll never fucking do it,”

 

“Fine - I don’t really care. I will be content in knowing you are living in a perpetual hell getting gang banged everyday, or hearing you took this and your are in true hell where you belong. Either way, Kev. I win.” I said, tossing the pill at Kevin’s feet, turning to leave.

 

“Kundera!!” He yelled.

 

“Without turning around I had my final say and headed for the plane, “You and your whore Doctor fucked with the wrong women, Kev.  You really should have let it go,”

 

I could hear my staff changing Burke’s wall chains for his walking chains, and dragging him towards the plane.  But I had one more visit to make before I joined them.

 

***

 

Liz, was resting against her cell wall, when we snapped her over head lights on and I walked into her cell, as I had Burke’s just moments ago.

 

“Wake up, bitch, time to take you final journey,”

 

HotDoc wasn’t looking so hot these days. Her hair was tangled and dirty.  Her jumpsuit not the glamorous attire she was used to.  She opened her eyes, holding her hands before them, trying to keep the glare from blinding her.

 

“Who’s there? Is that you Montgomery?”

 

“Hardly.  I’m hurt, Liz, I thought you found me memorable,”

 

“Ah, Lena.  Yes memorable and fuckable.  Come to have a go?  I could use a good fuck, it’s been too long. Those damn guards of yours wouldn’t play with me no matter how much I asked,”

 

“Yes, they’re like that.  They won’t touch filth, afraid of what they might catch if they do.  But enough of the banter, time to go.  No more comfy cell for you, Doc.  Time to start serving your real sentence; the one I believe Bianca promised you,”

 

I was surprised, Liz actually cowered in the corner of her cell, with a look of pure dread.

 

“No, I won’t go.  You have to talk to them, Lena. Get Maggie here, she won’t let them do this.  I know she won’t,”

 

“Are you serious?  Maggie would be the first to strap your sorry ass to the plan.   So stop your whining, honestly I expected more from you, Liz.  I thought you were the tough, hardass Doc.  Don’t disappoint me now,”

 

“I don’t deserve this – please don’t do this,”

 

God she was actually begging like one of her rape victims.  It was making me sick.

 

“Here, take this.  I gave one to Burke too, but he swears he won’t take it.  Looks like you might use it before I even get your sorry ass onto the plane,” I said, tossing the pill to her, it landing just a few inches before her on the floor.

 

“Cyanide, are you kidding me?”

 

“No, it’s your choice. That or prison in sunny Russia, with lots of fat, ugly, hairy, Russian women are just waiting to tap that sweet ass of yours.”

 

What she did next surprised me even more.  She stood up, looked down at the pill and then crushed it with her foot.  Her entire demeanor changed from pathetic, whining creature to the proud, defiant woman I had expected to see.

 

“Ah, so the begging was just a last minute ploy, I should have known,”

 

“Yes, you should have.  Now where’s this plane of yours? Let’s get this done,”

 

“Guards, prepare her,” I said and stood out in the hall, waiting for them to prepare the Doc for her final trip. We then walked her to the plane, where she gave us no trouble.

 

“You could learn a lot from this one, Burke, she has real balls.  Not like those empty sacks you carry between your legs. Bon Voyage, you two, and may I and my friends never see you again.”

 

I left the plane and watched the doors close and lock. It taxied for a time and then took off.  I could see Liz looking down at me from the window.  She raised her hand and ran her finger across her neck and then winked at me. I had to admit, it gave me a chill.  But I shook it off and went home to my wife and friends.  This chapter in our lives was finally done.

 

*end of flashback*

 

“Wow, where did you go, Kundera?” Maggie asked as she enters Lena’s study.

 

“Maggie - sorry I was thinking about something,”

 

“Clearly, so what was it?”

 

“Nothing – nothing you know I have lots on my mind these days with the babies coming, Lee,”

 

“I bet, well if you need anything you just have to ask.  I’m off to take a nap,”

 

“I know, thanks Mags. Hey you alright?”

 

“Sure, just a little tired, busy day at work.  See you at dinner then. Oh and Lena, remember anything for my best bud,” she said, with her traditional slap on the back.

 

It was good to have the old Maggie back.  We had all really missed her.  She had started working again, shortly after my birthday.  It was only part time and in a consulting capacity, but it was good to see her working and enjoying it again.  Some days were hard, when she had to watch someone else do the surgery she would have been doing.  But she was dealing with it and looking into other options, besides consulting.

 

The rest of her time she spent with the kids.  While Bianca and I were working half days from the house and the other half from the office.  So much was going on both at home and work, but we had this new system down to a real art form.  All of the businesses were booming.  The staff was thrilled to see us back at worked and involved once again.  And we were all looking forward to when Lee would return to work as well, even if it were only part time.   But more then anything we were all waiting for the twins. Even the staff was excited, and name pools were running, so I heard, as to what we would call them.

 

Our lone man, little Leo, was thriving.  It was hard to believe he had such a rocky start, coming into our world.  He was already a healthy 4 month old and would be 5 by the time my - our girls were born. 

 

He wasn’t walking or talking yet, but he had his Mother’s charm, smile and winning ways.  So much so, everyone in the house wanted a turn feeding, holding and playing with Sir Leo.  And he adored the attention. But best of all, for his Moms, he slept like a rock.  Giving them their private, quiet time, they so desperately needed, to find each other again after all the madness.

 

Greta’s little dilemma with Sara, the girlfriend, had been resolved, as well.  Sara agreed to move in and give their relationship a go.  They both promised, absolutely no inappropriate behavior in front of the kiddos, and when together their door would remain locked and bolted. 

 

Frankie had been stripped of all her recording and taping equipment after the “Lap dance” incident from my party.  So we knew the newest couple in the house wouldn’t have to worry about unexpected documentation of their liaisons, much to Sara and Greta’s great joy. And Maggie and Bianca’s relief, though Bianca felt bad after a few days, having been so hard on Frankie.  But our little budding spy had been given more chances then anyone deserved.  Something even Frankie had to admit and agree to.  Her two year probation without said equipment would remain in force.  And we hoped the lesson learned, when it was returned.

 

Frankie and Katie were even more inseparable then before the kidnapping.  The two of them now slept together every night, once I was relieved of my sleeping duties with Frankie, to keep the boggy man away.  They made sure neither one was ever left alone and were never far from Greta, their Moms or the guards when they played.  But they weren’t bogged down with fear or apprehension either.  They were two kids full of life, just a little more aware of what the real world had hiding just beyond their sight, and living with respect of that knowledge.  Especially Frankie, who I had to admit, was taking on an even stronger protective and kick ass attitude towards strangers.  Something I personally felt was a healthy thing for her to do, but Bianca didn’t always agree, where as Maggie did.  I guess only time would tell which of us is right on that accord.

 

“Excuse me, Mrs., Kundera, but your wife has been asking for you.  Plus it is time for her afternoon sponge bath,”

 

“Thank you, nurse; I will be right there,”

 

Ah, a wife’s work is never done.  It’s tough work, but someone has to do it.  And it better be me.  Even at nine months and pregnant with twins, I can’t get enough of my wife’s hot body. Time to go cool her down.

 

***

 

Bianca and Maggie’s bedroom:  NC-17 for adult sexual content and language. Warning anyone under the age of 18 should not read the final scene to this chapter

 

“Maggie, aren’t you feeling well?” Bianca asked, as she removed her earrings.

 

“I’m fine, B, just tired.  The kids gave me a real work out at the clinic today.  What has you home this afternoon?  I thought you had a board meeting?”

 

“I did, but half the board is down with the flue, so we cancelled.  I came home to see what you might be up to,”

 

“Really, so do you want to take a snuggle nap with your wife?” Maggie said, wiggling her eyebrows.

 

“I know that look, Stone, and snuggling doesn’t usually occur until after a whole lot of lovin,”

 

Maggie tossed the covers back from the bed and started to strip her clothes off. Tossing them behind her and never once taking her eyes off of her wife, “You have a problem with a whole lot of lovin, Mrs. Stone?”

 

“No, but I need to use the bathroom first, you nut.  Too much coffee,” she said with a smile and a shake of her head.  Bianca entered the bathroom and closed the door.

 

Maggie shot her fist into the air, with joy and finished stripping.  This was so much better then a nap.  Then she turned the lights off and lit a few candles on the dressers, they had used a few nights ago. 

 

She and B were definitely getting back into their grove as a couple emotionally, and it made Maggie unbelievably happy.  She had been so afraid, once Bianca had seen that video of Liz and her, Bianca would never touch her again or leave her.  Then Frankie was taken and almost lost and she…well needless to say, their lives had gone to shit on so many levels, Maggie still couldn’t believe on certain days why Bianca ever let her back into their house, let alone their lives.  But the magic between them was growing stronger everyday.  They were Bianca and Maggie again and it felt wonderful, even though they had only been intimate two times since this all began.

 

Maggie threw her petite, naked, horny self across their king bed and waited for Bianca to return.  Her head resting on her hands and her feet and legs thumping nervously up and down on the bed. 

 

The bathroom door opened and out walked a vision.  Bianca in a see thru black, lace teddy; her hair down around her shoulders and that perfect Montgomery smile on her beautiful face.  Every inch of Maggie’s body froze, her breathing stopped as she took in the magnificence that was her wife.

 

“Breathe Maggie, or I will have to call 911,” Bianca blushed.

 

Maggie started to laugh, “Damn B, only you can take my breath away like that and then still be able to blush.  I love the way that mind of yours works,”

 

“I hope so, you’re stuck with me, Maggie,” but then Bianca looked worried, as if her last statement wasn’t 100% true.

 

Maggie slide off their bed and rushed towards her wife, taking Bianca into her loving and still strong arms, “Baby, we’re stuck with each other for life, and don’t you ever forget or doubt that.  Ok?” Maggie assured her love, brushing the hair away from her face and lifting her chin up so she might kiss those warm lips that belonged to the only woman she would ever love, “Mine,” she said, kissing Bianca once more.

 

“Yours,” the brunette answered.  Bianca then surprised her little blonde, scooping her up into her arms and carrying her back to their bed, and laying her down.

 

Maggie laughed saying, “You Tarzan me Jane,”

 

“No, you Mary Margaret and me Bianca – married and loved until death do us part,”

 

“Yes,” Maggie answered.

 

Though the tone between them had gone from playful to serious, they were both on the same page.  Maggie would quiet any fears Bianca had lurking inside that beautiful head of hers.  And she would bring Bianca back to their safe place.

 

Maggie knelt before Bianca, who sat on the edge of their bed.  The blonde gently removing Bianca’s only garment; bringing it to her face as she inhaled her lover’s sweet scent, then placing the lace teddy on the far edge of the bed.

 

“No worries, Bianca, I’m yours - all yours and always will be.  You’re my world - my everything.  Lay down, baby and let me make love to you,” she asked, cupping Bianca’s face with her hands.

 

“No Maggie, I want to make love to you.  You took me the other night, but today I want to hear you call my name when you cum.  I want to feel you shudder with pure joy with my fingers buried deep within you.  Your juices mixed with mine, as I ride you into oblivion.  I want you too feel me, see me and know it’s me and only me who makes you scream for more – and no one else,”

 

“Yes, Bianca, please!  I want you – only you.  Take me baby, please,”

 

The tension in Bianca seemed to finally recede, as she helped Maggie to the head of their bed.  Kissing every inch of the blonde, caressing and molding her with her hands.  Paying close attention to each of her scars, placing loving kisses on them and telling Maggie how much she loved her in soft, gentle tones.

 

Maggie was in agony and bliss.  She needed relief, but she didn’t want to rush Bianca.  This was too important to both of them. Learning to love and trust each other once again, with no specters of other lovers between them.

 

Maggie’s hands grabbed onto the sheets as Bianca kissed her way down to her lover’s throbbing, wet center.  The blonde was already dripping and she hadn’t even cum.  Her hips begged Bianca for attention, but the brunette would take her time.  Maggie was going to cum, and cum, and cum again as Bianca knew she could.  She would drain every ounce of her lover’s juices from her and make her cum some more. She would eradicate every last memory of that woman from her wife’s mind and leave only her mark and memory there.

 

Bianca finally arrived between her lover’s legs, “Open yourself for me, Maggie,” she asked, knowing she had no real need to, but wanted to remind Maggie who was making love to her every step of the way.  Maggie looked at her wife and opened her legs as wide as she could, “Please Bianca!”

 

“Yes, my love,” she answered; taking Maggie’s swollen clit between her lips and suckled it, while running her tongue over and around it.  Knowing this would make Maggie cum quickly, but would be followed by more. Bianca lifted Maggie’s legs up and pushed them towards the blonde, Maggie grabbing them and pulling her knees to her chest. Bianca suckled harder while brushing her finger tips over her lover’s glistening lips.

 

“Oh God, Bianca,” Maggie shouted, feeling her first orgasm hit, and her lover hadn’t even penetrated her yet, “Yes, Oh Yes Bianca.  More baby please!”

 

Bianca grinned, knowing full well what Maggie wanted and needed. She stopped sucking on her clit and began to make long slow licks over Maggie’s lips, followed by deep tonguing her. As she bathed in Maggie’s juices, her face glistening with them. 

 

“I love how you taste, Maggie. I need more,” she said, rising into a kneeling position, before her lover, and grabbing Maggie’s left breast as she inserted two fingers deep side her woman.

 

Maggie eyes rolled back into her head, as she basked in the feel of her wife’s fingers working their magic, deep within her. Then she felt a third and fourth finger penetrate her, “Yes, Bianca.  All of you – I want all of you in me,”

 

Bianca honored her request and buried her hand within the blonde, her hand and arm now filling Maggie’s core. The brunette pinched her wife’s nipple once more, and then moved her free hand to Maggie’s aching clit, stroking it as she fisted Maggie into a frenzy of sweat, sex and orgasmic bliss.

 

“Don’t stop – please baby, don’t stop,”

 

“Who Maggie?’

 

“My Bianca – God YES!!!!!!!!!!!!” she shouted, juices gushing and muscles tightening around Bianca’s arm and hand, as Maggie came again.

 

The blonde lay panting, but her wife wasn’t done bring her to new heights.  She wouldn’t stop until Maggie cried uncle or passed out.  Because her Maggie loved it when Bianca took her to the max.

 

Bianca took a moment and kissed Maggie, “I love you, Maggie.  You’re my stallion.  Are you ready for another ride?”

 

“Yes,” Maggie barely gasped out, “Please Bianca,”

 

“That’s my tiger.  Roll over Mags, time for some fun,”

 

Maggie was running low on power, but she found the strength to roll over onto her stomach.  She wasn’t sure what Bianca would do next, but she knew it would be earth shattering.

 

“Seems I need to clean you up again, Maggie, so much of that wonderful juice of yours came when you did,”

 

“Uh huh,” was all Maggie could muster.

Bianca laughed and began to scoop up some of Maggie’s ambrosia, licking it off her fingers and then spreading some of it over Maggie’s hot, tight sphincter.  Bianca’s other favorite orifice of Maggie’s.

 

“Oh yeah, that’s it Bianca.  Right there,” Maggie happily sighed, resting her tired body on her folded arms beneath her.

 

Bianca then began to rim the sweet spot that had Maggie so pleased. Making the blonde’s hips raise up each time her wife’s tongue came in contact with her.   But Maggie was too relaxed for Bianca’s liking. It was time to ratchet up the love making up a notch or two.

 

Bianca smacked Maggie’s butt, “Get up on your hands and knees, missy, I won’t tolerate a mattress princess,”

 

“Yes, mistress, no princess here,” Maggie answered, moving into position as quickly as her now slower body could.  But still the stallion her wife adored.

 

“Sure you don’t want a break, Bianca.  I’d be happy to make you cum, sexy, especially after what you just did for me,”

 

“No, I’m not done with you yet, there’s more in you and I’m going to drill you until you can’t take it anymore,”

 

“Oh you are too good to me, B,”

 

“And don’t you forget it, Maggie,” Bianca said with an evil wink.

 

Maggie growled her appreciation and wiggled her oh so ready butt at her wife.

 

Bianca smacked her once more and then inserted three fingers into Maggie’s still dripping core. Making the blonde’s head snap back.

 

Bianca made slow circular motions with her fingers, bathing them with as much of Maggie’s juices as she could.  She removed her coated fingers and pushed two of them into Maggie’s ass. Not all the way, giving her time to adjust.  In time she was thrusting them back and forth, working Maggie into a lather once again. She then surprised Maggie and stuck the third finger is as well and her thumb now buried in the blonde’s needy pussy. While she stroked her clit with her other thumb. 

 

Maggie was in bliss once more. Bianca hitting all the right spots and Mags matching her with each and every thrust. The blonde’s body covered in a fine sweat again, her heart racing and her muscles clenching and releasing against Bianca’s magic fingers.

 

“Cum for Maggie,” Bianca pleaded.  She knew her lover was close; she just needed a little encouragement.

 

“Cum for me Maggie and I will let you eat me dry. I’ll ride that face of yours and scream till the walls come crashing down,”

 

“OH GOD BIANCA!” that did it.  Just as B knew it would. Her Maggie could never resist, Bianca sitting on her face and letting her suck her dry. That image and the fucking sent Maggie into orbit one more time.  And without rest or crying uncle, Maggie pulled away from Bianca, and lay flat on her back, motioning the brunette to do as promised and come sit on her face.

 

Bianca grinned surprised Maggie didn’t take a little longer to enjoy her orgasm, but then this was her Maggie. She didn’t call her tiger and stallion for nothing.  Maggie thrived on passion, and making Bianca cum brought her as much pleasure as having B make love to her.

 

The two kissed, pressing their sweat soaked bodies together and feeling their breasts dance against one another. Their breathing becoming rapid as their hearts beat, pumping their hot blood through their veins.

 

“God I love you, Bianca.  I could spend days, weeks like this with you and never want to leave.  Marry me Bianca.  Marry me again and grow old with me,”

 

“Yes, Maggie, yes!”

 

Maggie flushed with excitement with Bianca’s answer and hours of love making, rolled Bianca on to her back, moved between her wife’s legs, lifted Bianca’s legs over her shoulders and dove into Bianca’s core.  The blonde devoured her with speed, enthusiasm, finesse and the experience one acquires making love to the same wonderful, marvelous woman for years.  Bianca came and came, but Maggie was relentless. She didn’t stop until her wife cried uncle and begged her to stop.  Then they both snuggled and basked in their mutual afterglow; the afterglow that only they could bring to one another.

 

“I love you Maggie Stone,”

 

“Love you too, Bianca Montgomery-Stone,”

 

“Will you really marry me again, B?”

 

“Anytime, anyplace, Stone,”

 

“Good, let’s get some sleep.  And then we are so taking a shower before dinner,”

 

“Yes baby, and changing these sheets,”

 

“Hell, I want to have them bronzed,”

 

“Oh God Maggie, you would,”

 

“Damn right, you just watch me,”

 

“OK, tiger,” Bianca said, pulling Maggie even closer.  Finally secure in the knowledge they were truly back and all specters, real or otherwise, had been exercised from their world.

 

TBC

 

Stephanie  aka The Diva

 

So what did you think of all that?? And I don’t mean just the sex. ;)

 

 

 

 

 

Here it is, the end of Is forever possible.  I hope you will find it a suitable ending? I have enjoyed bringing it to each of you and playing with my favorite ladies.  We’ve had high’s low’s and so much more, and now we have the final chapter.  Until we will see them again in part III, which will be the final end of this particular story and of these characters and their lives.

 

I can’t thank all of you enough for your commitment and FB for this story.  It kept me coming back for more, even when I wasn’t sure where the characters would take us next.  But you made it worth the ride and work.  So now without further delay, tonight’s chapter.

 

 

Chapter 32   Rated R for some adult language, but mostly it is PG-13

 

Lee’s POV:

 

Let me just say, if Lena and I weren't having twins, this child would be an only child.  I have never been this crazed, trapped, sexually frustrated and just plan freaking pissed in my entire life.  I know we are going to love these two little ones. And yes I KNOW it was my idea to have a kid. But neither Maggie nor Bianca ever had the problems I've had and if they had, I'm not so sure I would have rushed into this pregnancy thing the way I did. But what is done is done. And after this, no more Kundera's will be born.  Now adoption, I'm still open too, but I'm not sure Lena will want more kids down the road.  And after what we have endured with this pregnancy I will never talk her into anything else this major again. I love her too much and she loves me too much to say no, if I want it badly enough.

 

We are one week away from my c-section delivery date, and if I had the strength I would go into the tub and squat these kids out right now.  I have no control over my bladder, because they are sitting on it or using it for touch football 24/7. For little girls, these two are damn athletic. Clearly they take after the donor, because I don't have an athletic bone in my body, ask anyone.  Lena does, so I am sure she is going to be thrilled if they do end up being little Mia Hamm’s. Damn Europeans and their freaking soccer obsession.  I'll never understand it. OK I need to take a few deep breaths. I’m getting all upset over nothing, as usual. Fucking hormones.

 

A day doesn’t go by that I don’t wonder what they will look like. Lena and I found a donor who had many of the same attributes of Lena’s in the hope they might look like a combination of both of us. But that is all such a crap shoot when you have children like this.  I wish they truly had Lena’s DNA, and then I know they would be strong, smart, funny, brave and gorgeous.  Oh and probably tall too.  But after all these months, I think Lena and I are mostly hoping they are healthy. But whatever happens we will love them, because no matter what science or doctors say, they are our babies.

 

Our dear friend Maggie came through and surprised both Lena and I by setting up to have the birth/surgery at the clinic.   They are converting one of the surgical rooms into a c-section delivery room.  Plus I have my own private suite there, so Lena can sleep in the room next to mine.  We will be checking in two days before the operation, just to be safe.  So we have 5 days before that happens. 

 

Frankie and Katie have already been begging to be there for the delivery too.  So their Moms said they will let Greta bring them once the babies arrive and we make sure they are fine.  Greta's girlfriend is even pitching in. Seems the stud, Leo, has won her over as well, and she agreed to watch after him for as long as Maggie and B need. He's not even a year old and he has every woman I know eating out of his tiny hands. What a stud as Maggie would say.

 

I figure it must be the Montgomery charm and eyes. Leo has Bianca's deep as the ocean brown eyes and his own disarming smile.  That and he is the easiest child to take care of; he is so damn happy all the time.  He giggles and laughs at all the things we crazy women will do to make him smile. As a matter of fact, I'll give you the best example of how good natured and mellow this boy truly is.

 

The other day Frankie took Leo out of his crib and stuck him in a dresser drawer for only a few minutes. Remember he is 3 months old, but he is still small for his age.  He has little if any baby fat on him, but we think he will be tall, because his legs are longer then the rest of him at least for now, but he only weights about 10 pounds. Come on, you have to remember he only weighted a little over 4 pounds when he was born. Anyway, Frankie left Leo in the dresser drawer, leaving it open just enough for him to breathe and with a soft blanket under him. Then she went to her moms and said Leo was playing hide and seek with her and Katie.  We thought Maggie and Bianca would have a heart attack when they realized Frankie wasn't kidding and they couldn't find him.

 

Finally Frankie gave into their fears and frantic yelling and showed them where she had hid him. When they opened the drawer, he smiled and let out a huge laugh, raising his arms towards Frankie, who picked him up and said "see told you he was fine. I told him I would be back for him. Man, no one but Leo and Katie ever trusts me," like he would totally understand her and know to trust her. 

 

Frankly Mags and B wondered if their little girl wasn't right about that, because Leo hadn't been the least bit upset or afraid while in the drawer and looked like he thought it was all just a game. But the new Mother in me hoped she never pulled that stunt with my new babies, once they were born.  I made a mental note to have a serious chat with Miss Frankie down the road about not hiding my babies in drawers.  Or anywhere else for that matter.

 

"Lee, what are you doing?"

 

"Lena, you scared me. What have I been doing for months now - NOTHING!!!!"

 

"Sorry sweetie, I meant to say you looked lost in thought. What's on your mind, my love?" she asked, sitting beside me and fussing with my hair.

 

"Just stuff - actually I was remembering that stunt with Frankie, Leo and the dresser drawer,"

 

"Oh my god that was funny,"

 

"Yeah for us, but not so much for Frankie and her Moms, at least not at first. Now they tell it with great merriment,"

 

"Yeah, that Frankie, she is really something.  But you have to admit, she has a real connection with her little bro. He never once worried while she was gone.  And he loves it when she holds him or feeds him too,"

 

"Do you think our twins will be like Katie and Frankie?"

 

"I doubt it, Lee. After all they won't have the Stone genes.  They will be whoever they are, baby, so don't worry."

 

"Right, I just wonder,"

 

"Well, they are going to be here soon and then we will know.  After all we could tell what Maggie and Bianca's kids would be like from day one. I’m sure we will with ours too,"

 

"What if they don't like us or bond with us,"

 

"Sweetie, you have had way too much time to think about stuff like that.  They and you are going to be fine and they are going to adore you. How could they not?"

 

"But I won't even be able to care for them for weeks, Lena.  They aren’t going to know I’m their Mother,"

 

"Lee, sweetie, please don’t cry.  Of course they are going to know you are their Mother.  You will be breast feeding them and holding them everyday, until you are strong enough to care for them."

 

"Thank you Lena," I cried, burying my face in the sweet, safe hollow of her neck.

 

Lena patted my back, holding me and let me cry away my latest fears.  I swear if it weren’t for her I wouldn’t have survived these past few months.  One thing I knew and never once talked about with Lena was if I died during the operation, our baby girls were going to be raised by the best Mother I could leave them to.  And that was the only reason I didn’t obsess about the worst happening.

 

***

 

October 6th one day before the c-section: still Lee’s POV:

 

“Lena, please stop your fussing.  The pillows are fine, everything is fine. Sit and just please stop touching me or anything on my bed,”

 

“I’m sorry, baby; I just want you to be comfortable,”

 

“I know, but I’m ready to crawl out of my skin, if people don’t stop TOUCHING ME, helping me, poking me, prodding me and checking my fucking vitals every FUCKING FIVE MINUTES!!!”

 

Damn, I went to far again.  She’s sitting in her chair beside my bed and looking exhausted and ready to cry.  And let me tell you, my wife, Lena Kundera isn’t prone to crying.  But if anyone can drive her to the brink it’s me and Maggie.

 

“Lee, for the love of God, what is the problem now?  I could hear your shrieking all the way down the hall. Can you please remember this is mostly a children’s clinic, so no one really needs to hear you cursing up a storm,” Maggie scolded.

 

“This coming from the woman who taught me most of the cursing I know,”

 

“True, but do you have to use it with such flare, here and now?” Maggie teased.

 

“Fine, I’ll try and behave.  But tell everyone to stop touching me,”

 

“Lee, I realize this has been unbearable for you, but everything that our staff is doing, is to ensure the safe delivery of your babies and your continued well being,”

 

“And drive me to drink. Look can you just take my wife here, and the two of you go get drunk. Then come back later and sleep it off.  The damn operation isn’t until tomorrow morning and I want some quiet alone time.  Is that too much to ask?”

 

Maggie gave me the evil eye for that cheap shot at Lena, and I deserved it.  But I also knew Lena needed a break as much as I did and she would never leave unless I made her.  So I did.

 

“Lena, maybe some alone time would be good for your nutcase of a wife.  Let’s go to the pub near by and have a few. Then I will bring you back and maybe you could get some sleep. You do look a little like road kill,”

 

Lena was too tired and upset to fight or argue, so she left with Mags, saying nothing, and left me to my over active mind to worry about tomorrow’s surgery.

 

***

 

Pub near the Clinic:

 

“Maggie, I don’t know what to do,”

 

“You don’t have to do anything, Lena, it’s almost over.  At this point it is in God’s and the Doctors hands, so drink your drink and then I’m taking you back and putting you in bed.  You need to sleep, or you are going to drop, just about the time your little girls are born. And wouldn’t that be helpful,”

 

“But why is she so mad at me?”

 

“Lena, sweetie, if you weren’t so tired you would know she’s not mad at you.  She did that to give you a break. She’s worried about you and you’re worried about her.  Between the two of you, you’re nothing but a mass of worried brain matter and spent emotions. You’ve been holding it together for so long, it’s a wonder you both didn’t snap before this,”

 

“So she doesn’t hate me?  I’m not fucking up,”

 

“Oh God, you are tired.  Sweetie you couldn’t fuck it up with Lee if you tried.  And she could never hate you.  For Pete’s sake, Lena, you’re fucking perfect.  I wish I had half the patience and calm you possess.  And Lee is scared to death about tomorrow, so she’s lashing out at the one person she knows will put up with it. Sound familiar?”

 

“Oh,”

 

“Yeah – oh genius.  It’s what we do when we’re scared.  So enjoy your drink, knowing your wife still loves you enough to lash out at you and work out her fears on the one person who loves her enough to put up with that shit.  You’re her rock, Lena, hell you’re an entire mountain of strength and courage and have been through this entire thing. Lee is damn lucky to have you, and believe you me, she knows it.”

 

“Wow - Thanks, friend,”

 

“Welcome, I owed you that after pulling my sorry ass out of more fires then I can count,”

 

“True,” Lena said, finally smiling and sipping her drink.

 

“Oh shut up,” Maggie answered, flicking a bit of her drink at Lena.

 

***

 

October 7th 7:05am Lee’s room: Lee’s POV:

 

Well the day is finally here.  I actually slept last night for the most part.  Once I saw Lena stagger in here around 8:00pm with the mighty and equally drunk Dr. Maggie Stone it made me forget all my fears.  Lena was so cute all drunk and silly. I could see she had forgotten all of our worries as well. 

 

She kept telling me how much she loved me and that I was the best wife and everything she ever needed.

 

Now some wives might have been pissed, seeing their spouse plastered the night before the birth of their children, but not me. It was exactly what I wanted for her; what she needed. She had been holding on to her own emotions with such a tight vise, I had to help her let go, or I was afraid she would break from the pressure. 

 

She never once thought about what she needed from the first day of the kidnapping and I was hurt.  Everything revolved around me and the baby – babies.  So I knew the least I could do was let her hang with Maggie and just let go.  Once she professed her undying love to me about 100 times, I kissed her goodnight and had Maggie put her to bed.  She’s been passed out ever since. I know because I heard her snoring most of the night when I did wake for all the temperature taking, etc they do here.

 

They came to prep me about 30 minutes ago, and I had them wake Lena, who is taking her shower now and getting dressed.  I could see in her eyes she feels guilty about last night, but once she is bathed and dressed I will assure her she has nothing to be sorry for.

 

“Hi,”

 

“Hi yourself, feeling more alive, baby?”

 

“I guess – look Lee, I’m really sorry about last night. I never…”

 

“Lena, sweetie, don’t be silly.  You did exactly what I wanted you to do. What you needed to do for months now.  So don’t worry.  You needed to blow off some steam and you needed the sleep.  So just come here and sit with me, until they are ready to take me down,”

 

We sat holding hands and saying very little to one another. After all, what was left to be said? We we’re scared, we loved each other, but we didn’t need to use words to make that clear on this day.  The touches, the kisses, all told us what we felt.  All we could do now was hope everything turned out ok.

 

“Alright Mommies, it’s time,” Maggie and Bianca said, smiling and hoping we believed their cheery looks and upbeat demeanors.  Hell, they really were the best friends a woman could have.

 

The orderlies came in, lifted me from my bed and onto the gurney. I could see just a hint of tears welling behind Lena’s eyes.  She so wanted to be with me, but the time had come and this was the one place we couldn’t go to together.

 

“Don’t cry, Lena, I promise to take good care of them,” I said, hopping God and the Doctors didn’t make a liar of me,”

 

“You and the babies are going to be fine,” Maggie said, putting her arm around Lena’s waist and winking at me.

 

But I couldn’t say anything else without breaking into tears as well, so I just smiled and motioned the orderlies on their way.

 

The ride on that damn gurney was the longest ride of my life. And once in the cold surgical room, bright lights shining down in my eyes and the anesthesia making me woozy, I felt more alone then I ever had in my 30 years.  The last thing I heard before it all went black was “she’s ready doctor,”   But was I?

 

***

 

The waiting room:  Maggie’s POV:

 

“God this is torture, I can’t do this, Maggie.  I need to be there for Lee and my babies.  This isn’t how it is supposed to be.  I’m supposed to be there to help her, hold her hand let her curse me out for 12 hours until the babies arrive,” Lena said, pacing madly up and down the waiting area, nervously running her shaking fingers through her hair. It had been 45 minutes and she knew the surgery should be close to being done.

 

Bianca and I just looked at one another, then B stood and stop Lena’s pacing by taking hold of her hands.

 

“Lena, I know this is hard, trust me I do. When Leo was born – well let’s just say I was scared out of my mind, but it all turned out fine.  Alright, maybe not right away, but he’s a happy healthy boy and I recovered from the operation and complications as well.  Lee and your girls are going to be fine.  They have the finest doctors in Paris taking care of them. We should be hearing any minute that they have been born and Lee is going into recovery.

 

Just then the double doors flew open and Lee’s surgeon came rushing through them, grinning from ear to ear, “Mrs. Kundera, I am pleased to tell you, that you are the proud parent of two very healthy and screaming baby girls.  And your wife came through the surgery with no complications.  All your hard work to keep her and those babies safe paid off.  She should be able to leave the clinic in 3-4 days.  Now how would you like to see your babies?”

 

Lena hadn’t said a word or moved an inch. Hell I’m not even sure she had taken her first breath yet. She was in total shock.

 

I moved behind her and slapped her on the back, “Lena, breathe silly.  Your baby girls are waiting for their Mama,”

 

“Oh my GOD their HERE!!!” she finally screamed with joy. She then hugged the Doctor, Bianca and finally me.  “Thank you Doctor, thank you so much,”

 

“You’re welcome,” he said, and showed us which way the nursery was to go see the babies.  After all, this clinic never had a nursery before, but his staff had set that up as well during the week.  And off we three went to see the newest members of our clan.

 

“Look at them, Maggie. There positively gorgeous,”

 

“They really are, a little wrinkly, but cute,” I said, just teasing Lena.

 

“Oh shut up Stone, they’re perfect,”

 

“So what are you going to call them?” Bianca finally asked.

 

“I don’t know. Lee wanted to wait and see them first and then decide what to call them,”

 

“Interesting, well for now I guess we can call the opy and topy,”

 

“Maggie I swear,” Lena said raising her hand to smack me, but then she saw my Stone grin and punched my shoulder.

 

“OW! War wound here, Kundera,”

 

“Oh gee Mags, I forgot. I’m so sorry,”

 

“Lena, she’s just messing with you, you didn’t hit her that hard. Maggie stop torturing the new Mother,”

 

“Yes B, but she’s so easy,”

 

“I know, but just once try to act your age and not like Frankie, please,”

 

“Yes baby,” I said with my classic pout.

 

“They certainly have your hair color, Lena, a what a head of hair it is,”

 

“I know, it’s amazing.  I’ve never seen babies with that much hair,”

 

“And they have Lee’s nose and mouth; I wonder what color their eyes will be?”

 

“Hard to tell, they are kinda greenish brown now.  They might get her green eyes once they change,”

 

“One thing is for sure they both have a set of strong lungs on them.  I haven’t heard screaming like that since,”

 

“Maggie you finish that sentence and I will smack you next,”

 

“Man this is a tough room,”

 

“So when can I hold them,” Lena asked, plastered against the window.

 

“Follow me, Mrs. Kundera and I will suit you up so you can hold them,” the head nurse said, standing behind us with a huge grin.

 

Lena almost tripped over her own feet, she was in such a rush to follow the nurse, but both B and I knew just how she felt.  This would be a day she would never forget.  It would be one of the most memorable and important points of her life with Lee.

 

“Let’s go call Greta and get the kids here,”

 

“Good idea B.  You do that and I’m going to sneak over to recovery and see how Lee is doing,”

 

***

 

Our favorite crazy red head was still out, when I found her in recovery. They had woken her after the surgery and told her it was successful, and that she had two very healthy little girls.  But after weeks of little or no sleep and more stress then any one woman should have to endure, the new Mom fell asleep relieved to know she had kept her word to her wife and brought their babies into this world successfully.  Something I was sure to torment her about in the years to come. After all it’s my job, in this little family of ours, to pick on the weak and infirmed, ask anyone.

 

“You did it Lee. You brought two amazing little people into the world.  And Lena is beside herself with joy.  I think she just might burst into song, if we don’t watch her carefully,” I said, brushing some of her hair from her face.

 

“Don’t spoil her fun, Stone.  Not all of us are as jaded as you are,” Lee said, with an evil grin.

 

“Playing possum, little Mother?”

 

“Maggie, this may be the last sleep I get for the next 18 years, don’t pick on me,”

 

“Boy that’s true, but then we will find you your own Greta and you can have rest as well, from time to time,”

 

“Know, I want Lena and I to take care of them, at least for the first year,”

 

“You say that now, my friend, but you forget I have raised twins.  Take it from a woman with first hand experience. You need to get, take and use help whenever you can.  Or else they will bleed your dry,”

 

“Maggie you don’t mean that,”

 

“No, not really, but all kidding aside, there will come a time when you will have enough and you and Lena will need a break.  Don’t feel guilty when that happens, Lee, that’s all I’m saying. It doesn’t make you bad parents, just human,”

 

“Thanks, Maggie, that’s good to know,”

 

“So, are you ready to go back to your room and then have them bring your babies to you?”

 

“Yes, please!”

 

“Ok, let me see what I can do to break you out of here,”

 

“Maggie,”

 

“Yeah Lee,”

 

“Thanks - thanks for taking us in all these months. And thanks for forgiving me for what happened to Frankie.  You and B are the best friends Lena and I could ever hope for and the best family too.  I love you Maggie.  I never tell you that, but I do,”

 

“I know, Red, and we love you too.  And nothing that happened with Frankie was your fault, so I never want you to think about that again.  You have much more important things to worry about. Not the least of which is what you are going to name these two kiddos of yours,”

 

“That’s right, well get me out of here, Stone.  I need to see my babies and Lena. We’ve got some naming to do,”

 

***

 

Paulina and Sonia Kundera met their birth Mother and proceeded to feast upon her breasts, with all of us watching, like two starved monkeys enjoying their first meal.  Which is exactly what it was. 

 

Ah, that brought back memories for B and me as well. Our twins had attacked me with the same fervor and fed like that for the first few months until I finally weaned them off the breast and onto the bottle.  I had to admit my more petite breasts were just too sensitive for all that dual heavy duty feeding. Even though they were bigger at the time because of the pregnancy, but still nothing like Lee’s jugs. Let me tell you, if these twins are anything like mine, they are in heaven now and won’t be willing to give up the free titty milk bar any time soon.  Poor Lee.

 

Frankie and Katie are here too and Frankie is totally mesmerized by the twins and their feeding.  I am just waiting to see what inappropriate words will spew from my precious daughter’s mouth. I know I’m evil, but she is my kid and even I enjoy some if not most of the shit that comes out of her mouth.  It just so reminds me of my sis Frankie, and the snarky things she would say. Its times like these I really miss her and wish she was here for my kids and me, but such is life. Or I could look at it this way; she is here and has been since the day our Frankie arrived.  Now that’s a little scary – and yet not.

 

“Aunty Lee,”

 

“Yes Frankie,”

 

“Does that hurt?”

 

“Well, a little, but I’m sure in time I will get used to it,”

 

“Uh huh, but what happens when they get teeth? Aren’t you afraid they will bite it off?”

 

“FRANKIE!” every adult but Lee yelled at my child.

 

“Guys, it’s ok.  Frankie, that is a very good question, but I don’t think they could bite that hard.  But I can assure you, the first one who does bite me, that’s when they go onto the bottle. How does that sound,”

 

“Sounds good to me.  I know Aunty Lena would be very sad if you lost your amazing who ha’s.  I hear she is pretty fond…” I slapped my hand over her little mouth before she got the rest of that out.  Lena and Lee were both blushing so hard I thought their heads would explode.

 

“Sorry guys,” was all I could say.

 

“It’s ok, Mags.  Nothing could upset Lena or me today.  Besides Frankie is just telling the truth, Lena does love my…” and Lena slapped her hand over her wife’s grinning lips.

 

“Ok, that’s it for tonight’s floor show.  It’s time to get the Montgomery-Stone clan home for dinner, bath and bed.  Maggie and I have made arrangements for dinner for you two and it should be delivered soon.” Bianca announced.

 

“Thanks you two – really thanks for taking such wonderful care of my wife and babies,”

 

“Happy to help, Mom!” I said with a smirk, “Enjoy these two amazing babies. Lord knows we have all waited along time for this special day,”

 

Lena hugged B and me. Then she hugged and kissed our kids.  Frankie and Katie wanted to kiss the babies goodnight too, but Lee said once she brought them home, then they could hold and kiss them all they wanted.  Both Frankie and Katie agreed and took our hands to head home.

 

“So Mrs. Kundera, you’ve had a big day and these two look like they finally had enough.  Would it be ok if I held them for a bit?”

 

“Of course Lena, you don’t have to ask.  There our babies, not mine,”

 

“I know,”

 

“Lena, can you believe after everything that has happened this year, we finally pulled something off without a hitch?”

 

“Lee, please, don’t be testing the God’s,”

 

“You’re right, but still,”

 

“Yes, I know it is pretty wonderful.  But I think we were all due something really wonderful, don’t you?”

 

“Way over due,”

 

“Exactly,”

 

“Lee, I wanted to thank you for naming one of our babies after my Mother.  I didn’t say anything when the others were here, but that really meant more to me then you will ever know,”

 

“That’s why I did it, baby.  I know how much your Mother meant to you and still does. I thought it only fitting to name at least one of our new girls after her,”

 

“Now Sonia, why that name, though I have to say I really love it,”

 

“It just seemed so right for her.  It’s one of about 7 names I have always loved and wanted to use for a little girl of mine – ours,”

 

“Well it’s beautiful and so is she, baby,”

 

“Yes, they both are, aren’t they?”

 

“I’d say you done good, as Maggie would say, my love,”

 

“Yes, if I do say so myself, I think I done good too,”

 

They both laughed as their new babies slumbered in their Mother Lena’s arms; safe and loved by two women who had lived through hell to have them and be there for them. And would love, protect and spoil them for many years to come.

 

***

 

Two weeks later at the Montgomery-Stone estate: Maggie’s POV:

 

“Frankie Stone, don’t you DARE!  You put baby Sonia down and Katie, for once for the love of God, don’t do everything your sister tells you to do. Do you two hear me?” Bianca shouted, clearly at her wits end with these two.

 

“What’s going on?” I asked, as I entered the war zone. Chewing on one of my freshly made sugar cookies.

 

“You’re daughter and her sister was about to feed Sonia and Paulina some diet coke, from their bottles.  That’s what’s going on. I’m just thankful I caught them before they did,”

 

“But MOM! What’s the big deal?  You said the twins have trapped gas and that colle – colle, or whatever it’s called and that is what’s causing them to cry all the time.  I figured the soda would make them both burp and fart a lot and get the gas out like it does for Katie and me, so why are you so mad?”

 

Bianca didn’t know if she should laugh or cry at Frankie’s unique solution for the twins on going colic problem, but she pulled it together while I turned my back and got my own laughter under control. Trying desperately not to choke on my recently swallowed cookie.

 

“Frankie – Katie sweetie,” she said, now kneeling before both of them and the Kundera twins resting in her arms, “I’m sorry I yelled, but I didn’t know why you wanted to make the twins drink the soda.  It’s very bad for babies, girls, and I was worried when I saw what you wanted to do,”

 

“We’re sorry Mama, we didn’t know it would hurt them,” Katie said, tears running down her cheeks.

 

“That’s right, Mama, you know me and Katie wouldn’t do nothin’ to hurt them.  We just wanted them to feel better and stop cryin’”

 

“I see that now, girls, but next time one of you gets an idea like that, please ask your Mom or me first before you do anything.  We have to be very careful with the twins, they can’t eat or drink lots of the things we can.  Not until they are much older,”

 

“Well it’s a good thing Leo never had this problem, so I didn’t give him no soda by mistake,”

 

“Yes it’s a very good thing, Frankie. And the same goes for Leo, please don’t feed or let him drink anything you don’t see us feeding him without checking with us first, ok?”

 

“OK, Mama,”

 

“Yes, Mama,”

 

“That’s my good girls.  And Frankie, I have to say it was a very nice thing you tried to do for the twins.  And again I’m sorry I yelled,”

 

“It’s ok Mama, it’s my fault.  I get so excited when I think up somethin’ new I forget I have to check with you guys first,”

 

“Yep, it’s her fast brain, Mama, she can’t control it sometimes. But I will try to help her do that too,”

 

“Thanks Katie – Frankie, now you two go with your Mom and go have some cookies and milk.  I’m going to put the babies down for their nap, if they will sleep of course,”

 

“Good luck Mama,”

 

“Girls, the milk and cookies are waiting on the table for you; I’m going to help your Mama,”

 

“Ok Mom thanks,” they both said and ran for the kitchen.

 

“Wait up B,” we walked to the main floor nursery, where Leo was already napping.

 

“Do you believe Frankie? How does she come up with these things?”

 

“Her heart is in the right place, B; she just isn’t old enough to totally reason them all out,”

 

“I know, but damn, that was a really clever idea she had, though totally wrong, but her logic was amazing for one so young,”

 

“Well, we didn’t give birth to no dummies, B.  It does make you kinda proud though,”

 

“She’s going to be amazing, Maggie, when she is older.  But being so willful, we have to work twice as hard at keeping her in line. She could also turn out to be…”

 

“A smooth talking con artist,”

 

“Maggie I didn’t,”

 

“No Bianca, you’re right, and you don’t think I don’t worry about that, believe me I do.  But I figure with you as her Mama, she has a lot better chance of that not happening then Frankie or I ever had,”

 

“Our children are going to do us proud, Maggie, no matter what they choose to be,”

 

“I think so too, B. So have you noticed these two haven’t cried at all?  Do you think our girls did something to them before you got there?”

 

Bianca just ignored my question and handed me Sonia while she put Paulina into her crib.  I followed and put the Sonia princess into hers as well.

 

“They are so beautiful, aren’t that Maggie?”

 

“Yep, just like their Moms.  Oh God, what are you thinking B?”

 

Before she answered, she went over to Leo’s crib and gently played with his soft curls of hair.  He not only had her eyes, but that beautiful hair of hers as well.  He was going to be a knock out like my Bianca and break every girls heart that he met.

 

“Baby,” I said my arm now wrapped around her waist.

 

“Do you want more babies, Maggie?”

 

“Oh sweetie, I think three kiddos are enough, don’t you?  Hell having Frankie, as one of them, is like having six more,”

 

“Maggie you are so bad,” she said smiling.

 

“You know its true,”

 

“Yes, but still,”

 

“Tell you what, Bianca. Let’s go a year with Leo and see how you feel about more.  How’s that sound?”

 

“Sounds reasonable, thank you Maggie,”

 

“Hey, what’s going on in here? I thought I heard screaming a little bit ago, but everyone appears to be fine,” Lena said, standing by the nursery door.

 

“Lena, you and Lee are supposed to be resting,”

 

We were, and Lee is still sleeping, but like I said I thought I heard screaming, is everything ok?”

 

“Yeah, sorry we worried you. Just a Frankie moment I’m afraid. But everything is under control and as you can see even the new twins are finally sleeping,”

 

“I noticed, my God what did she do, drug them?”

 

“No, Lena, she didn’t drug them. I think after two weeks of crying they too finally crashed.  But don’t expect it to last,”

 

“Gee thanks Mags,”

 

“Sorry friend, it just the truth with colic. But it will end in time,”

 

“That’s what everyone says, but I hear it can last for months.  I knew Lee cursed us the first day when she said we came through this unscathed,”

 

“Damn, you got that right.  Oh well, look at it this way, they are healthy, this is temporary and won’t do any damage to them.  As for you two, consider sleep a thing of the past for now, but when you need rest, please ask,”

 

“Oh we will, it’s just, we had hoped to move back to our home,”

 

“You will in time.  Look, go back to bed Lena, you’re about to fall down,”

 

“Ok, thanks guys, I love you both,”

 

“Love you too, now go,”

 

She kissed her babies on their foreheads and went back to bed.

 

B and I stood there watching the three infants sleep for a few minutes then Leo woke and I picked him up to take him for his bottle, so he wouldn’t wake the other two.

 

“You know Montgomery; it makes me proud to know your voice can still be heard blocks away when you scream.  Do you think I could get a chance to test that theory in bed sometime soon, instead of you using it on the kids?”

 

At first Bianca turned and glared and me, and then her face broke into a lascivious grin, “Play your cards right, Stone, and I could make your dreams come true sooner then you think,”

 

“Dear lord, please let that be true.  Come on Leo, we need to go, or your Mom is going to do something very bad with your Mama in this nursery.  And Lee and Lena aren’t going to approve of it at all,”

 

***

 

Two Months later at the Montgomery-Stone estate:  Maggie’s POV:

 

“So how long will you two be gone?” Lena asked.

 

“One maybe two weeks, we’re not sure. Will that be ok?”

 

“Please, Maggie – B, after everything you two have done for Lee and I, we’re not about to begrudge either of you this break.  You two deserve a break, so go and enjoy. And we promise not to call for any reason, well except you know,”

 

“Yeah and we hope nothing like that happens,” I said, making eyes at my little darlings.

 

“Ah Mom, don’t worry I promise to be on my bestest behavior,” Frankie said, batting her brown eyes.

 

“Ok, we’re not going,” I said, dropping the bags.

 

“The hell you aren’t,” Lee said, holding little Sonia in her arms while Paulina was cradled in Lena’s, “We have Sara, Greta, Anna and Steven here, plus the security staff. So grab those bags and get out of here,”

 

“Yes Ma’am,” I answered with a salute. “Come on Bianca before everyone changes their minds,”

 

B and I did grabbed our luggage, after we kissed everyone goodbye and we took off for the private company jet to parts unknown by our family and friends, but not to us.  Bianca and I were on our way to paradise and our recommitment wedding. 

 

“I love you so much, Maggie.  Thank you so much for making this happen,”

 

“I would move heaven and earth for you, Bianca.  Please know that.  I owe you this and a lifetime of so much more.  And I promise you, on the lives of our children, I’m going to love you till the day I die and beyond.  I’ll never ever give you reason to worry or distrust me ever again, I swear,”

 

“I know you won’t, my love.  And I will never give you reason either.  This time it really is forever, Maggie, isn’t it?”

 

“Yes, Bianca, this time it really is,”

 

And so we held hands as the plane taxied down the runway.  This was for us and us alone.  You see we never told anyone that I had asked Bianca to marry me again.  We wanted this very special event to be something magical and very personal, and something to help us bring this sometimes terrible year to an end, and begin with a rebirth of our love and commitment to each other.  For as much as we loved and needed our children, family and dearest of friends, Bianca and I had almost learned the hard way that forever in a marriage isn’t guaranteed.  Not when you take it for granted, like I had.  And if you wanted to be sure that forever is possible between you and the one you love, you need to put that person before all else and do that every single day you’re together; whether it is in large or small ways.  But in ways she knows, beyond all doubt, you love her and only her, till death you do part.  Because I learned a love like ours was sacred and deserved to be treated as such.  And no one and nothing short of death would ever tear us apart again.  And that would be my promise to my beloved wife, Bianca Montgomery-Stone now and forever.

 

The End

 

Stephanie  aka The Diva

 

To be continued at a later date in Part III ( FRAGILE HEARTS)

 

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