: : Summary : : Very short fic, bout Rick and Evie
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When it's over-
Home. Funny word thought Evie. She hadn't been HOME,for too long. Rick had begged her to stay,
and ,maybe become the curator for the museum. She always thought she could have done the job,
but she loved the thrill. It was a blood rush. Her form ached with anticipation when she entered
the 'lost lands'. She was enthralled with the life. He couldn't understand,she could tell.
Now she had to coax him into coming with her,every time. And then there was Alex. So strong. So
her image. He loved the life. O'Connel couldn't stomach the threatening aspect of it any
longer. Perhaps,she thought to herself if she had watched Rick die,insted of the oppsite-things
could have been different. She knew she needed him,more than anything else. But wasn't her nature
what attracted him to her in the first place? She sighed,and thought of all these things as she
was curled up next to her husband,stroking his cheek. His snore was soft and warm,she believed
as she pulled herself more into his arms. She couldn't comprehend a life without either of her
two passions- Rick & Egypt. She blew in his ear and felt him rustle,and laughed at the sight. "I
love you Rick..."she whispered softly. He moved. "I love you too,Evie. Promise me you'll stay low
to the ground."he said. "At least for a little while."he retorted stroking her shoulder. She bit
down on her lip,she couldn't lie to him. Not to his face,not with the glow in his eyes. Not ever.
She gazed at her husband and breathed in his scent. "I can try."she told him honestly. He grinned
and pulled her body into his,feeling every inch of her near him. "Have a ever asked for
more?"he asked. She shook her head and kissed him with all the love she held inside of her. All
her love for the man,and all the hope that someday he would see how much her life,as it was,meant
to her.