A cold breeze brushed against the tree, making the leaves shiver under the too bright sun. Most of the dust danced through the air, glinting off the sun, like little wisps of life fading in and out of focus but his gaze never flinched once to watch the miserable weather, his eyes choosing instead to watch the important being in his presence. He watched her as she slept and he couldn’t help but fall in love with her again. The sun played on her delicate pixie like pale features, her hair was shining like tawny gold as it glowed in the morning sun. He smiled slightly when she threw her arm sleepily on his side on the bed, reaching for him unconsciously, even in her sleep. His heart warmed when he took in her beautiful face and he committed every inch of it to his steel trap memory. She had an oval shaped face and her lips were full, puffy from sleep, her delicate ears framing a cute her button nose.
His gaze slowly went down to the slight bump under the bed covers. He carefully removed them, checking to see if she was still asleep and gently placed his ear on her swelling belly. A flurry of swift, successful kicks got him on the cheek and he couldn’t help but laugh huskily, his voice raw and heavy with emotion.
He felt her stir and her eyes slowly fluttered open, a slow sleepy smile gracing her lips. A pair of arched eyebrows looked down on sweeping eyelashes and fanned him a little as they blinked rapidly as she forced the sleep from her eyes. It was a pleasure to see her glowing with life when she fully woke up from her sleep, her gaze scanning his face at once. Her enticing, constellation-blue eyes gazed at him with humor when he once again provoked the growing life inside her womb. More vicious kicks got him on his five o’clock shadow and his mind recorded her beautiful sing song voice as she giggled at his funny antics.
Her lips tasted strawberry sweet when he finally moved up to kiss her softly. She sighed sweetly and her smile faltered when she looked into his eyes. He had tried hard to hide his feelings but he knew it was pointless. The woman had always managed somehow to read his mind. He turned his gaze away and he looked at the thing that had visited a dark cloud on his doorstep this morning, sitting ominously on her dressing table. A single parchment of paper, which once again, had a jumble of complicated words that described a mission that did not make sense to him.
His heart struggled to sit up from the bed and he helped her , still not looking at her. She gently grabbed his square chin and moved his gaze back to hers. He saw her eyes flicker to her dressing table and he despaired when her eyes filled with pain. She rested her forehead on his and sighed heavily, her hand cradling his cheek. They stayed like that for what felt like hours until the cry of their child broke their troubled peace.
He swallowed heavily, a strange thickness filling his throat and he abruptly got up to tend to his sweet little daughter.
She couldn’t help but stare out of the window to escape her pain. She had to be strong for him, it’s not like she hadn’t known what she had signed up for. But god, they had fooled her for a little while, giving her a short time to create her small family, too few memories and an incredible fear, which no one including her lover could ease. God they had fooled her. A lone tear rolled down her cheek and she swiped at it angrily. She could not show weakness, pain, and sadness or else he would worry about them nonstop. His burdens where already too high as it was. A whole country resting on his shoulders apparently. His bravery needed for a mission with an incomplete picture.
She had to show him strength and comfort before they took him away from her again. Make sure he had a safe haven when he returned home. She closed her eyes as the venomous pain overwhelmed her and desperately tried to purge herself of the poison before he came back into the room, forced herself to remember the day he first asked her out to a date. Her mind formed a picture perfect scene of her being in a local diner for almost a month. He had been a popular boy at high school, a muscle bound football jock but something had drawn her then teenage mind. It had nothing to do with his young strong body or with his incredible looks. No….when she really put her mind to it, it had been his mind, his secret love for learning , she had seen his high grades, had seen him hunting the library for new exciting books.
She had gone to that diner every Tuesday for an entire month trying to build up the courage to just greet him but had failed miserably every time because of the cuter, popular girls fawning around him. Finally feeling fed up for even trying to talk to him, an outcast because of her unnatural love of books and learning, she had scolded herself and had stood up to flee, ashamed. But before she could make it to the glass double doors, she had felt a gentle tap on her shoulder and had gasped surprised when he had shot his trademark beaming smile right at her.
Her heart lightened immediately as the memories warmed her bruised soul. She had never figured out why he had chosen her out of all the harem of beautiful high school girls. When she asked him, he always simply smiled at her and gave her the sweetest kiss, chasing away the foreign doubt from her mind. Her thoughts were suddenly interrupted when her beautiful little cherub slammed the door open and ran straight towards her, chasing away the dark storm brewing in her heart temporarily. The time to cry would be for later, in the darkness of the night, when all was quiet and calm.
His heart almost stopped when he saw her puffy eyes. He didn’t say anything, and she didn’t need to say anything to him either. One look in her tainted blue eyes told him everything, he needed to know. He could see the sorrow in her eyes as clearly as if he was speaking her thoughts and emotions aloud. The dull glint they had, revealed a world of darkness and even though she would try her best to hide it from him with a beautiful fake smile, her eyes revealed it all to him, all her pain. The dark, bright less eyes that mourned her despair… would cry to him until his time to leave came closer. He smiled back at her weakly, picking up his wiggly little princess, placed her next to his queen on their bed and for that moment held them in his arms as if protecting them from all the evils of the world. His heart held on tightly to him and for once the little princess stilled in the moment not disturbing it. He mentally built a wall of joy and peace around them for the day, loving them as best he could for that single day. Creating a little heaven for them, creating new unforgettable memories for them that they would hold tightly to their sad beating hearts as a torch to guide him safely home to them. His heart heavy with an inexplicable sorrow because he knew that yet again, he would have to leave his heart’s treasures behind, to fight a war not his making.