My Love, My Soul, My Savior    Ok, this is sort of a missing scene for
'Surrender'. What can I say? I love this universe! *g* It's from the
'Happy Universe' so don't worry about people dying. No one killed
themselves or anything in this. *g* Oh yeah, I'm in one of 'those' moods
again so this turned out kinda mushy. What do you expect? It's Monday,
it's night, it's cold and rainy and Kenny G's playing. No, not Beethoven.
*bg* Oh, and you need to have read 'Surrender' in order to fully
comprehend this. A big thank you kindly goes out to Sama for beta reading
this. *g* Disclaimers: Not mine, no money so sue at your own risk.
Comments are most welcome, make that desired. 

May/June 99 ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~  My Love, My
Soul, My Savior
 By Eugenie Chua.   The sound of thunder woke me. I looked at the clock,
it was 3.15 in the morning. The lightning was doing its flash show out
there and it was raining. I could almost hear the wind howling outside. So
like that night a week ago, yet so different. So remarkably different... I
looked down at the sleeping form beside me, someone who I thought I could
never have. But the past ain't no matter now, because right now, he's here
with me. My hand reached out to stroke his dark hair, as if on its own
accord. So beautiful... He stirred, but did not wake. I'd never seen him
this relaxed before, and I think I could just sit here and watch him sleep
for...forever. "Everything's going to be all right." He'd told me earlier.
At first I didn't believe him. I mean, after what I'd gone through, how
could I? But then he told me that he loved me, and I lost it. I was so mad
at him, yet, at the same time I felt such joy like I'd never felt before.
As soon as he kissed me, all the anger I felt just went down the drain.
He'd practically carried me into my bedroom since my knees decided to turn
jelly on me; our lips never left each other throughout. Then all I could
feel were his lips leaving trails of kisses all over me and his hands
touching me, all the while telling me he loved me and showing me he meant
it. He made love to me like no one else ever has before. I clung onto him
as though he's my life. In a sense, he was. I doubt that I would be here
if not for him. He saved my life a week ago. . .but tonight, he saved my
soul.  "Ray? Are you all right?" his voice was groggy, but I could hear
the worry in it. "I'm fine Frase. Never been better." I replied with a
smile as I looked into his sleepy eyes. "Didn't meant to wake ya." "You
didn't," he said as he kissed me and we sank under the covers, his arms
around me. "I love you," he whispered into my ear as sleep claimed him
once more. I replayed those words in my head again, and for the third time
in the past twenty-four hours, I felt moisture in my eyes. Damn, I must be
breaking some records here. But I couldn't care less; Fraser was with me.
My love, my soul, my savior.   THE END Love it? Hate it? Let me know here!