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| Being Alive | |||||||||||||
| : : Author : : Jazzofborg ([email protected]) : : Summary : : First Person from the end of The Mummy Returns to after the movie in Cairo ~ |
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| They made it!" I gasped at my brother as we ran up to the temple. There they were, bold as brass, resting under the eaves of the great pyramid. I had been so afraid, so deathly afraid, that they wouldn't make it in time and the bracelet would suck the life out of my little boy. I don't know if I could live without him. Or Rick. But I did know that I never wanted to find out. A movement caught the corner of my eye. I turned, barely had time to recognize Anck-su-namun before she plunged a dagger into my belly. It went in like fire and took away my breath, I couldn't scream, couldn't move. I was frozen to that spot. I clutched at the dagger blindly. Imhotep walked behind her, he smirked at me as he walked past and spat out a curse on my soul. I couldn't stop myself from sinking to the ground, but before I was all the way there, familiar hands grab my shoulder and lower me to the ground. "C'mon Evy, you're going to be just fine, Evy stay with me..." Distantly, I heard Jonathon say something, followed by Alex's high voice. In an instant I focused on Rick's face. He was leaning over me. He seemed so far away. "Evelyn, Evy, Evy don't leave me." He begged as he pressed his hand over my stomach. "Mom!" Alex cried out. "Take him, just take him!" Rick ordered Jonathon. Dimly I saw Jonathon move to stand beside Alex. "Evy, you're going to be fine, you'll be fine..."That wasn't true. I knew, the instant she plunged that blade into my body I was going to die. So did Rick. "Evy, what do I do?" he asked me. "Alex, take care of Alex," I gasped with all my strength before my eyes dimmed. No! I don't want to die! I struggled to keep my eyes opened for just a little, a little bit longer... I could not. I felt my soul drift up, out of my body. I gave Rick one last caress as I drifted above him. "I love you", I whispered to him as I continued above him. I started to cry as I drifted away from my love. Then I stopped floating. About twelve feet above my body. I looked down. Rick was cradling me, my body, close and crying. Jonathon and Alex were still standing in shock. My poor little boy! Slowly, Rick set me down. He was remembering the Scorpion King and all he must do. In spite of my tears I smiled at him. 'Good luck, darling.' I said. He stiffened slightly, as if he had heard my voice on the breeze. "Stay out here." He ordered Jonathon and Alex as he went in to avenge my death and put an end to Imhotep and Anuk-su-namun, now and forever! I watched him enter the temple then I looked down. It was like standing on a glass floor as I observed the scene below me. Jonathon and Alex slowly approached my body. "Mom." Alex whispered as he took my hand. My heart tore and the tears flowed faster. Jonathon took him by his shoulders and led him a little bit away. "Here now, just sit a moment..." He collapsed on the sands. Alex kept staring at my body. 'I'm here, I'm up here!' I cried out. They didn't hear me. I sat down on my glass floor and wept with them. Suddenly, it came to me. The book! 'Jonathon, the book! Find the book!' He didn't hear me. Oh what to do, what to do? I tried again, 'Get the book, Jonathon.' He didn't stir. Wait- "Look at it this way Alex, she's gone to a better place..." he started to say. 'No! I'm still here! Get the damn book!' If I wasn't dead I'd be appalled at my language. "And the good book says-" 'Not that book!' I groaned. Alex's head shot up. "The Book!" "What book?" "If we read from the book, it can save mom!" Jonathon's eyes widened as he considered the possibility. "By jove, I believe you're right!" I watched as Jonathon manhandled me into his arms. They ran for the temple. Later, after we had all been rescued off the temple at the last second there wasn't, well, the privacy to do more then hug and kiss with Rick without Jonathon and Alex shouting, "Oh, please!" and rolling their eyes. So we just slept very close together that night, holding on to each other very tightly. We arrived in Cairo late the next night. Jonathon and Alex were sharing a room. They were both happy that we were finally, 'getting a room' as Alex says when we started kissing on the airship. Finally we were alone. I repeated the question I asked him before, "Do you want to know what heaven looks like?" He put his arms around me and pulled me close. Our clothes rasped together invitingly. "I'm looking at it." He whispered. "I was so afraid. I thought I had lost you-" I silenced him with a kiss. He hugged me like he had been the one dying and kissed me back. I pulled his shirt out of his belt without losing contact with his delicious mouth. He got the idea and started to quickly undo the buttons on my shirt. I helped him by shrugging out of it as we stumbled backwards towards the bed. We broke the kiss long enough for him to pull the shirt over his head as I fell backwards onto the bed. Rick looked down at me for a long second before climbing into the bed next to me. He reached out and stroked my face gently. "I love you, Evy." Rick said seriously. "You and Alex are my whole world. I don't know what I would have done if Alex hadn't...hadn't..." he choked up. That possibility was too terrible to contemplate. "I love you too." I whispered back and silenced him with a kiss, which rapidly grew in passion. Rick pushed me back into the mattress and I wiggled around to get all of me on the bed. Rick stared for a moment before reaching around to unclasp my brassiere. He lifted it off me slowly, and then cast it aside. "You're beautiful." He said as he leans down to kiss my breasts. I moaned with him as I stroked his smooth bronzed back. "Rick." I gasped. He knew what I wanted and moved his hot mouth to cover my other breast as he started massaging them both, stroking them in his hand. Bringing them to hard little pebbles. I arched my back and dug my nails into his back. "Evy," he breathed out as he started to kiss his way down my belly. He lingered over where the very faint scar from where Anck-su-namun stabbed me. He rubbed it idly as he unfastened my pants with his other hand. This was going too slowly for me. I leaned up and grabbed his belt. Rick grinned and shifted a little to give me more access. I unfastened his pants and started to jerk them down with his boxers. He moved his hands back and finish what I had started, then kicked the pants off the bed. His large dick was already hard for me. Instead of then pulling my trousers off, he started kissing down inside where the buttons were as he gently tugged them down. I lifted up as he swept them off me. Rick braced himself on his elbows as he leaned down and started to kiss his way up my body. I ran my hands over his chest and up his back to pull him down on me. He covered me like a big warm blanket as he pushed my panties off then got right where we both wanted him to be. Rick hung there for a second, poised, before slowly rubbing against my thighs. I clutched his shoulders as he carefully parted my lips and slid the head into my waiting body. With one quick thrust he got all of his not inconsiderable size into my body. "My love." He groaned as we started to thrust together. This felt so amazing! It wasn't very long before I could feel the ripples forming in my center, spreading out into my whole body. I couldn't get enough of the feelings we were making. "More," I gasped as I wrapped my legs around his waist to hold his body close. "Oh Evy..." he slammed into me one more time and then that special feeling intensified. Rick grabbed my mouth in a consuming kiss to muffle my outcry as I quake. He holds off until I start to slow down before he comes. I can feel him spilling his seed deep inside me. I watch as his face is pulled tense, then he collapsed on me. I held him for a few minutes while we got our breath back. Slowly, he lifted up his head. "I love you." Rick whispered as he kissed my sweaty forehead. I leaned up and planted a kiss on his throat as he rolled off of me and started to arrange things so that I was in his arms, and the covers were just so. The last thing I remember before dropping off to sleep is his arm curled protectively around my waist, holding me close. I finally know what it is to truly be alive. THE END |
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