When Your Bloody Day Sucks
: : Author : : Karasuko ( [email protected])

: : Summary : : Evelyn's day is growing lousier and lousier by the second. After everything that happens in her terrible day, what could possible make it better? How about some tender loving care from everyone's favorite gun-toting American? Read to see what happens! ^-^ This takes place after the first movie but before the second. It's about right after the first movie past the part where they ride off into the desert sun.

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It felt wonderful to Evelyn to be home again in England. The honeymoon had been simply fabulous, and now she and Rick were in the comforts of their own home. She was correct in her suspicions of how the house would look. The parlor alone had bras and panties strewn about, as if a laundry truck just exploded in the parlor. Evie shook her head and looked around for her brother while Rick entered the house. He had all the bags tucked underneath his arms and on top of his shoulders and on his ankles. This was one bad part of traveling. He was the strongest, therefore he cold handle carrying all of the bags, even if they weren't his own. As he dropped everything to the floor with a heaving sigh, his eyes wandered to the state of the parlor.

"JONATHAN!" Rick hollered through the house.

As Rick hollered for his bothersome brother-in-law, he felt a breeze pass by him and immediately knew it was Jonathan attempting to escape. Without even looking, Rick reached behind him and felt the familiar touch of Jonathan's jacket. A strangled squawk signaled he indeed had Jonathan by his collar and Jonathan knew he would be in trouble.

"Jonathan, my dear sweet brother-in-law�" Rick said in a saccharin sweet tone.

"Err, welcome back, Rick, old boy! Wasn't expecting you back so soon!" Jonathan rambled.

"Apparently so!" Rick said, suddenly tossing Jonathan in front of him. Jonathan eeped and attempted to scramble away but was still being held by his collar via Rick's hand.

"Please don't kill me, Rick!! I-I swear I don't know how those got there!" Jonathan begged.

"If you don't know where those came from, then why in the hell is there lipstick on your collar?!" Rick snapped.

"Umm, you caught me and I'm really a drag queen?" Jonathan said in hopes his brother-in-law would buy it. No dice. He could feel Rick lifting him off the floor and ready to shake some sense into him when he heard his saving grace.

"Rick, please drop my brother." Evie said, leaning against the doorframe.

Rick gave Jonathan one last scowl before literally dropping Jonathan like a sack of bricks. Jonathan groaned as he rose from the hard wood floor, backing away from Rick very slowly. Shaking her head, Evelyn stepped over to Rick in attempts to calm him down.

"Rick, dear, don't be so murderous towards my brother�" Evie soothed, wrapping her arms around his waist.

"Evie, you're going to let Jonathan get away with letting foreign women in our home when we told him not to?!"

"I didn't say that. I just don't want you to kill him." Evie replied with a smile. Rick chuckled and stepped past his wife with a few suitcases in his arms.

"Have fun, Evie. I'll go unpack for us." He chirped as he stepped upstairs.

Evie smiled and glanced at her brother. "Now Jonathan, I want all these garments picked up, cleaned and washed, and then properly disposed of. And that goes for the entire house, I noticed there were places that had a few brassieres other than our parlor."

Jonathan groaned and began his gathering of the garments, slinging each pair of panties and each brassiere over his arm. He worked with a rather large scowl on his face but dared not to speak against his sister's wishes, for fear of being whacked by Rick again. Leaving Jonathan to work, Evie left the room to go help Rick unpack their things. She didn't have to walk very far, for at that moment a pile of bras and panties flew past her and over the banister. Evie peered into her bedroom to see Rick mumbling something about perversion and mistrust. Evie smiled and entered the bedroom, slipping her arms around her husband once more. Rick immediately stopped mumbling and smiled, knowing his wife was now behind him.

"You take care of that weasel of a brother of yours?" Rick asked.

"I reprimanded Jonathan if that's what you mean." Evie said.

Rick shrugged. "Same difference."

Evie smiled. "Well, I must admit, he does have a right to do what he wishes. After all, this is also his home�"

Rick made a face. "I know it's also his home, but that doesn't mean he can invite strange women to the house while we're gone."

"True�"

Evie felt Rick turn around in her arms. He leaned down and softly placed his lips on hers. Evie hadn't expected that to happen, but returned the kiss obligingly. Rick's arms snaked around her slender waist, drawing her closer towards him. She moved her mouth away slowly, desperate for a breath of air. Evie looked up at Rick with love and desire in her eyes, yet they also held question.

"What was that for?" she murmured. He merely shrugged.

"Because I love you, and because I can." Rick replied, nuzzling her nose.

Evie giggled and it was all Rick needed to be turned on at that point. He dove into her mouth again, wanting to relive that sweet taste he experienced on their honeymoon. Evie seemed to feel the same way, for at that moment she was removing Rick's shirttails from his pants and sliding her hands up his well-built chest. He groaned as her soft hands glided up and down his tanned flesh. Moving his hands away from her waist, he hastily unbuttoned his shirt and slid it off his shoulders in a flash. Evie's hands flew from his chest to up and around his broad shoulders, causing him to deepen their kiss tenfold. As they kissed, Evie attempted to ask Rick a question.

"Rick-mmph! Are you-mmph! Are you sure we-mmph! Are you sure we should-mmph!"

Rick paused in the kissing to look at his wife. "Why shouldn't we? What reasons would we have for not doing it again?"

Evie licked her lips lightly, unsure of whether her next question would affect her husband or not. "Rick, do you want a baby?"

Rick looked at Evie and instantly knew she was in serious mode. She stared at him with a gaze he knew that would shatter if the wrong things were said or even suggested. He led her towards their bed and gently set her down beside him. This would definitely be a topic of discussion for some time.

"Evie�w-we just got married not that long ago�and I know we consummated everything on the honeymoon�but are you sure you're ready for having a baby?" Rick asked.

"W-Well why not, Rick? We love each other, and there's a great chance that I'll become pregnant from our honeymoon night�I-I just�" Evie paused, turning her gaze away from Rick's.

"You what, Evie?" Rick urged, tilting her head back towards his. He wasn't surprised to see the tears cascading down his wife's face, but he was heartbroken himself just to see his Evie cry.

"I just want to raise a family and have us be happy. I want a baby that will be loved and treated with all the sincerity you and I can give�I-I don't want a baby to be brought into this world only to be a mistake�" Evie sniffled, closing her eyes to block her tears.

Rick's expression softened to its maximum after hearing Evie's words. "Ohh Evie�when and if we have a baby, it won't be a mistake, sweetheart�" he said as he pulled her into his arms.

"S-So you're okay with having a baby, if it turns out I do get pregnant?" Evie whimpered, looking up at Rick through tear-filled eyes.

He smiled kindly and nodded. "A baby would be wonderful, Evie�especially if its our baby�"

Rick put a hand gently on Evie's hand, placing it on her stomach to assure her it was okay. She smiled sadly and rested her head against his shoulder. Rick could still feel her tears sliding down his bare chest, but he could tell they were no longer tears of sadness but tears of happiness and relief. He kissed her crown delicately and moved back and forth with Evie in his arms in a rocking motion. And the pair remained that way the entire afternoon and evening content in each other's embrace and content with being together in the darkness of their bedroom.



TBC�
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