Gabriel:
I awoke in a hospital room to sunlight dancing on the sleeping form of my angel in the chair by my bed
Her long unbound hair shone like a heavenly halo as it caressed her neck and shoulders.
Peaceful and innocent in her slumber, Amy's deep contented breathing was a comfort to me knowing that she was safe.
My angel, my salivation; how I loved my beautiful brown eyed girl... how healing her presence was to me.
My heart swelled with pride as I remembered her bravery from the night before and how she remained calm; how she handled herself through the entire ordeal.
I assumed that it was the night before until I spotted the digital clock on the wall with the time and date.
Had I been out for almost two days?
I felt fine otherwise; I wasn't dizzy and my breathing was much better; perhaps a metal fragment had nicked a lung?
Looking at the IV-tubes in my left arm and then at the IV-stand I noticed that the bags were full, recently changed.
I got out of bed pulling the wheeled IV-stand behind me and stood by the window while looking out and just glad to be alive.
I felt small dainty hands reach around from behind and hug me.
I felt her head on my shoulder and felt her soft thick hair tickling my neck and cheek....all was well....I was complete.
I took those beautiful hands as I did on that day on the stairwell when I should have kissed her.
I squeezed them gently before I turned to face my Christmas Angel...........
Amy:
When he passed out bleeding on the kitchen floor I thought I going to lose my sweetheart forever.
Thank the heavens that the storm let up when it did and the road was open because the Emergency Medical Technician on the scene told me that several metal fragments may have nicked his lungs.
They stabilized him while Emma was talking to the Sheriff Investigator and then the BCI (Bureau of Central Investigation) from the New York State Police.
After Gabriel was stabilized the Mercy Flight Helicopter flew him to the hospital.
God only knows how I knew where to look for the Jeep's distributor wire.
The thought just popped into my head; it was in the tree where my old tire swing used to be?
The BCI Investigator advised Emma that we all would be interviewed by the FBI and then possibly Interpol in Miguel's case.
Rodney was taken by ambulance in handcuffs to a hospital that had a secure police lockup and Spike...Spike somehow managed to electrocute himself on a downed power line; may God have mercy on his wretched soul.
I never expected Gabriel to be on his feet so soon but there he was standing by the window........................
Gabriel:
I turned to her and Amy was crying softly.
"Let me kiss those tears away, brown eyes."
I gently took her face in my hands and kissed each and every tear ending up at her mouth.
She returned my kisses and put her arms around my neck while I put my arms around her as best I could.
From the moment that I first kissed her mouth and ever since then, if feels as if our souls touch when our lips meet.
"I thought I had lost you, Tarzan."
She said, smiling and mussing my hair teasingly.
"I love you so much and that was the second time that you were there for me, Emma too.
We have to call your Mary and Zeta to let them know that you are awake."
"That can wait for now because we have to talk.
I'm very proud of you Amy Susan Jones!
Wow! What a kick, you sent Rodney's you know what's right up into his mouth?
I bet that he can still taste them.
A man couldn't ask for a braver, smarter, prettier fiancé my soon to be wife................
Amy:
His fiancé....his soon to be wife?
I thought this day would never come while knowing that it always would.
Of course it would, that was confirmed the night of our first date underneath....it doesn't matter he loves me!
Since he calls me brown eyes I will call my sweetheart, Tarzan...to tease him.
A church wedding and then a honeymoon and children, lots of children...my head is just spinning.
I kissed his mouth again, and again, and again...I had to tell him.
"Gabriel, yes, yes and yes; I love you so, but there is something I have to tell you."
"Does it have to do with Rodney?
He asked.
"Yes, how did you know?"
Rodney said that they were being mailed to you."
I answered.
"The papers were left in my mailbox with no stamps or a postmark.
It doesn't matter to me and it shouldn't matter to you.
Emma is your mother.
The good news is that February 3rd. is not your birthday.
You were born on Christmas day which makes you my Christmas Angel"
I knew it wouldn't matter to him, I just knew it; no matter what it the documents said.
I told Emma as much and she agreed; she is 100% in his corner now
I never really knew when my birthday was, February 3rd. was an arbitrary date from my foster care days.
Our birthdays are only two days apart!
He was running his fingers through my hair as he was talking; he loves to do that, play with my hair.
Even now I could feel his erection through his hospital gown.
I don't know how he does it though, sleeping next to me night after night.
I want him to make love to me right now in the hospital bed.
I don't want to wait anymore; just being near my sweetheart makes me so horny.
But it is easier for a woman then it is for a man.
Nobody can possibly enjoy taking that many cold showers.
I know that he wants my first time to be in our wedding bed.
Gabriel can be so stubborn, but think of all those good erections going to waste.
I'm so naughty but I have been peeking on his laptop and I know what he likes.................................
Gabriel:
"During dinner on Sunday I was going to ask Emma for permission to marry you."
I continued, playing with her beautiful almost waist length hair.
"I know how much you want to be married in your church.
Ben could be the ring bearer and Cindy could be the flower girl.....................................
