Page 34 of Dark Visions

The child was a boy, perhaps twelve. His dark suit fit loosely, his dark hair much like his father’s. Krauss let out a gut-wrenching sob and leaned over the caskets. His body convulsed, shaking violently over the bodies, pleading for the nightmare to end.

I can’t watch this.

I’m here, Aislinn. Come to me, baby.

Aislinn moved toward Kane’s voice. The last image she saw was a man’s hand resting on the back of Krauss’s black suit, comforting him.

Aislinn sat up with a gasp of air. Her body was cold and filled with sadness. This was unlike any vision she had experienced before. It wasn’t the happy vision that Dr. Brennan had hoped for, but it was something other than murder. She was seeing the sadness through someone’s eyes. Perhaps through Krauss’s eyes.

Kane woke abruptly and stared at Aislinn.

“You felt it too? Sadness, loss,” he said.

“Yes. It was terrible. I-I don’t understand.”

“I don’t either,” he said, pulling her into his arms. “It’s completely different than what we felt before. The hatred, the anger, the violence before were overwhelming. This was more. More… human.”

She nodded and relaxed against his shoulder.

“It was something else too, Kane. It wasn’t a vision of the future. I can’t explain how I know that, but I just know it was a vision of the past.”

“I felt that too,” he said. “It’s part of what made it different. Like I was reliving a nightmare of someone else. Krauss, I suppose. It gives us something to go on. If we can find a death that is related to him, we may be onto something.”

She nodded again and yawned. Kane pulled her tight against his body, her breasts pressing against his side and chest. The feel of her made the tension and anxiety slip away. The sadness in the vision was so overwhelming he felt it to the bone. He knew that he would feel the same sadness if something were to happen to Aislinn.

It was all so confusing to him. A few short weeks ago, he was rounding up bail jumpers, embezzlers, mob crossers, and the scum of the earth. Now, all he wanted to do was lie in bed with Aislinn all day.

Kane realized in that same thought that he hadn’t checked his work e-mail in over a week. Although he was comfortable, eventually, he would have to go back to work for a paycheck. Right now, he didn’t care. He only wanted Aislinn.

He tilted her chin up toward his face and kissed her sweet, red lips. She moaned into his mouth, and Kane smiled. She truly loved him. Her fingers danced lightly over the rough skin of his face and neck, her pelvis grinding into his now rigid cock. He smelled her sex, and it took every ounce of his control not to plow into her.

“Aislinn, my sweet, sweet Aislinn,” he said against her mouth. “I love you so very much.”

“I love you too, Kane. Please, don’t ever let me go,” she said with a tear.

“Hey,” he said, looking down at wiping the tear away with his thumb, “what’s the tear for? I’m not going anywhere.”

“Promise,” she whispered against his mouth.

“Aislinn, look at me, baby. Look at me.” She looked up into his eyes, the green pools filled with desire and love. “Baby, I’m not going anywhere, and neither are you. I know this was all whirlwind fast, but we both know it’s something special. Hell, it’s magical, and that’s the fucking truth of it. I don’t understand it any more than you do, but I’m yours, and you are definitely mine. Understood?”

“Understood, sir,” she smiled, giving him a small salute.

“Sir? I think I like that,” he grinned. He pushed her knees apart, his fingers finding the wetness waiting for him. The moan of pleasure from Aislinn made him smile. Sucking her nipple, she gripped his hair, holding his head to her chest.

Plying her knees further apart, Kane settled between her legs and let his tip slide in, slowly, agonizingly slow. Inch by inch, he filled Aislinn, her body rising to meet his, her pulse quickening with his. Their movements were like a perfect dance on the sheets, perfect harmony and rhythm. When she gasped with delight and satisfaction, Kane released his own.

He kissed her face, pressing his forehead to hers, and then lifted his eyes, suddenly aware of something very important.

“Baby, we didn’t use protection,” he said calmly.

“Oh… oh, wow… I… oh…” she repeated. “I can try to get on the pill as soon as possible, but until we know what happened here, I could do the morning-after pill?”

“No,” he said resolutely. “If you’re pregnant, I’ll be happy as fuck. If not, that’s okay, too. You good with that?” he asked.

“I’m good with that, Kane,” she smiled. “Better than good with that. Can you imagine? A little boy with my hair and your eyes running around making us crazy.”

Kane could imagine that. He’d seen it in his mind a hundred times since he’d met Aislinn. A little boy and a little girl, one of each following them around in a big house, a big dog trailing the kids, and Aislinn happy. Yea, he’d imagined it. He’d actually dared to imagine a future.

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