A/N: This is my first fic for this series. I realize that most people have probably memorized it by now, but I however am only on the fourth book of the series. But I was so inspired, I had to write a story.
This is set at the end of the 3rd book Run.
What would have happened Ed and Heather had not been in the park?
There was a dull throbbing in the back of his head. He tried to process what had happened the night before. It was starting to come back to him.
He was with Heather - but it wasn't Heather he was thinking about. It was Gaia. Then as if he had conjured her, she was right there, in the doorway. She saw everything. He tried to follow her, to tell her he was sorry. Sorry he was with Heather and not her. That she was who he wanted. That he loved her. Then he was hit, by … something, or maybe … someone? He had a little waltz down memory lane, and then ….. someone ……. Loki! That was his name. He said he was Gaia's uncle. But that didn't make sense. But that didn't care. He loved her. He was dragged through the park, there was a band setting up, and then … Aretha Franklin was being sang. Gaia. She beat the shit out of that guy! He was like 5 times her size. And she did it with such grace, and she was so sexy. Then she collapsed. She crawled over to him and stuck that needle in his arm. She gave him his life back, then she fell asleep in the pit of his arm.
He squinted his eyes to the bright 4:30 am sunrise. She snuggled closer to him as he stirred. He stoked her hair gently, moving it away form the bruise that was purplish green on her cheek. He kissed it gently and her eyes flittered. She looked up with the deepest sapphire. She smiled meekly.
"Hi." She mumbled, her cheeks beginning to grow pink.
"Good morning, Angel." He said to her as he kissed her hair. Sam sat up and pulled her into his lap. "You saved my life. For the second time …. I think. Where did you learn to fight like that?" she shrugged.
"Every girl needs a hobby. Heather's is shopping, mine is kicking ass."
"Gaia, I - I wish you never would have seen that. I tried to follow you. I wanted so badly to, to …." Try as he might, Sam couldn't bring himself to finish the sentence. He gently took her face in his hands and brought her lips to his. She seemed timid at first. Then she met him equally. She snaked her hands around his neck and pulled closer to him.
After a few minutes of this they broke the kiss. He looked into her eyes that where wide and loving with streaks of green running through.
"Your eyes are beautiful. They are almost haunting. They let you see everything, but never give it away. I have never seen them this color." As he said this he brushed her thick hair over her shoulder. "Gaia, I can't get you out of my head."
"Me either." She said timidly. "Sam, I was wondering … " she began.
"Would - would you kiss me again?" she bit her lower lip as if it was something stupid to ask. An uncontrollable smile spread across his face. He put her arms back around his neck and held her lower back, letting his fingers graze the skin under the brown sweater she wore. She moaned slightly as their lips met again. This time, to show her how he truly felt, he ran his tongue along her lower lip. She parted them slightly allowing him access. For a minute she didn't respond, but then she came at him with full force, pressing into him. Soon they where in a position in which she was practically straddling him. He was not about to complain. This was what he had waited for, for so long.
"Ah hem…" there was a polite cough from behind them. "Do you kids mind take'n diss some pace else? Diss is where the yoger classes meet." It was a stocky park custodian in a blue jump suit.
"Um, no problem." Sam replied. The two of them stood up. Gaia laughed. Then she stretched her long arms over her head and pulled the sweater over her head. The T-shirt she had underneath rode up showing her flat toned stomach. Sam inhaled deeply, then felt a tightness in his jeans. She laughed again, then handed him her sweater.
"You might want this." She said as she stepped forward and kissed him on the cheek. He quickly took the offer and tied it around his waist.
"Um, would you like to go get some breakfast?" he asked running his hand through his hair. She nodded and he checked his pockets. His wallet was still there. He held out his hand and she took it, and they headed hand and hand out of the park.