Forever (Fallen 3)

“Alright, we really have to go,” Jonathon interrupted, leaning against the plain black car that would take us back to the airport.

“Okay,” I called over my shoulder to placate him, “I love you guys,” I hugged my brothers again. They each kissed my cheek and then I knew I had to leave.

I slipped into the car and watched the last bit of my human family disappear behind me. Every time it was harder to say goodbye. Somehow it always felt like it would be the last time. I guess I had experienced so much loss of the people I loved that I expected to lose the remaining few.

It was the middle of the night, almost morning, when we finally landed in Italy and then we had the drive to Jonathon’s house. I felt extremely exhausted. The purr of Jonathon’s Camaro lulled me to sleep. I knew fighting my sleepy eyes was pointless.

The lurch of the car being put into park jolted me awake. I rubbed my eyes and smiled at Jonathon. “Sorry, I fell asleep. I’m not much of a wife am I?”

He chuckled. “You’re tired which is understandable. Plus, all these plane rides would make anyone tired.”

“True,” I yawned. “I think maybe you’re a bad husband, instead of me being a bad wife. I’m carrying your baby after all and you stick me on a plane twice today.”

He laughed. “You’re full of yourself.”

I yawned again, “Do you think that we could tell them about the baby tomorrow? I’m really tired and in no way prepared for the screams that are bound to come from Diana and the snarky comments from Mason.”

He laughed again. “Whatever you want. You’re the boss.”

“I don’t want to be the boss,” I frowned, reaching out to run my fingers along his cheek. “I want us to be equal.”

He shook his head and came around to get my door. I took his hand and we started up the steps to the front of the house.

Amelia was sitting on the couch leafing through a magazine when we opened the door. She smiled and came to hug us both.

“How was your honeymoon?” she asked.

“Amazing,” I replied and then blushed.

She smiled.

“Where is everyone?” asked Jonathon.

“They went out to hunt. Even Diana. I guess they got bored with the bottled stuff, although I prefer it. Hunting is too messy for my taste,” she cringed.

Jonathon chuckled. “Of course they went without me.”

Amelia smiled. “They’ve been gone a couple of days already. They should be back sometime tomorrow.”

“What on Earth is there to even hunt in Italy?” I asked.

“Goats, bears, wolves, deer, wild cat, and even boar among other things,” Jonathon ticked each one off on his finger.

“Oh,” I replied. “I didn’t know.

Jonathon smiled. “We do have animals here, principessa,” he winked. “Come on, let’s get you to bed.”

“That sounds wonderful,” I replied. “Goodnight Amelia,” I waved, before we started up the stairs.

“Goodnight,” she picked up the magazine again.

I collapsed onto Jonathon’s bed, our bed, still in my clothes. I didn’t have the energy to bother with pajamas. I did however manage to slip my shoes off.

“Sleep now, principessa. We have some exciting news to share in the morning,” he leaned down to kiss me.

I smiled as I fell asleep and when I woke up I was still smiling. That is, until the nausea hit again.

“Is this ever going to stop?” I asked Jonathon as I wiped my mouth on a towel and reached for my tooth brush.