Fan Fiction / Zoids Fan Fiction ❯ Unforgettable ❯ day out ( Chapter 12 )

Van carried the sleeping Fiona out of his car. She was very light weight so it wasn't any trouble for him. It actually felt really good to have this small weight on his back. Her head rested against his shoulder as he held and he could feel her calm breaths against his neck.

 

She had fallen asleep shortly after they had gotten in the car to head home and he couldn't blame her. It was a day that neither of them would remember. She had told him it was the best birthday that she had ever had and he was glad to hear that he could make her that happy.

 

A small groan was heard on his shoulder and Van looked at Fiona to see those beautiful crimson he loved to look at open up. “We're home Fiona, why don't you just get back to sleep,” he said in a soft voice. A thought then came to him. “Where will you be sleeping tonight?” he asked with a smile and small chuckle. He was silently hoping that she would decide to sleep in his bed.

 

“Wherever you are Van,” was all that she said before leaning her head against his shoulder even more. She was too content in this position to want to move and break the contact that the two of them had. “Is that ok with you?” she asked in a tired voice as her eyes drooped closed.

 

“If you are happy then I'm happy,” he said before he heard her breathing evened out a little as she fell back into the slumber that she had only a few moments ago. She looked so peaceful in that state to Van.

 

Van carefully walked into their home trying to be careful so as to not wake Fiona up. The house was quiet and all the lights were off so Van was stumbling around with great care trying to find the light switch so he didn't end up tripping and taking Fiona down with him.

 

He switched on the lights and walked towards his room, or was it their room now, he wasn't sure what Fiona wanted at the moment and he wasn't planning on asking right now since he didn't want to wake her out of her peaceful slumber.

 

He walked over to the bed and somehow managed to pry Fiona from her tight embrace on his shoulders. He was glad that he didn't wake her up. He heard a small whimper but he just gave her a quick kiss before he left the room for a few moments.

 

He walked into the kitchen to merely get a glass of water but before he was able to get there, the sound of his cell phone ringing caught his ear and for some reason he knew that this wasn't going to be a very pleasant call. He just seemed to know that it was Tiffany who was calling him.

 

A quick look at the caller id was all that he needed to know that his assumption was right. She was going to probably yell at him for the incident at the club earlier that night. He didn't really feel like talking to her though.

 

He immediately turned off his cell phone so that it wouldn't ring anymore and put it on the table. “Note to self, block that number so she can't keep doing this to me anymore. What exactly is it that I saw in her in the first place?” Van asked himself before walking to the kitchen to get his water, and then towards his room where something more pleasant was waiting for him.

 

He walked into his room and a smile graced his face as he saw Fiona sound asleep on the bed. He stripped down into his normal sleeping attire which was just his boxers and he crawled into the bed next to Fiona. He wrapped his arms around her and allowed sleep to take him.

 

*****

 

Fiona's eyes opened and a bright light shined right into them through the window off to the side of the bed. She groaned and turned so that light couldn't shine right into her face. It was then that she felt a pair of arms around her and she smiled remembering what he had told her the previous night.

 

Her heart felt better than it had in years. She thought that it was all over for them when they broke up, and then when she learned that he was getting married, she was devastated. Yet last night he had told her that he was planning to get a divorce from his wife so that he could be with her. It made her feel so good to know that she meant that much to him.

 

Instead of letting go of him to get up, Fiona once again rested her head upon his chest and closed her eyes trying to once again find the peaceful slumber she had while she slept within his arms all night.

 

Little did Fiona know but Van was already awake and watching her as she slept. He saw her wake up but didn't say a word since he noticed that she fell back asleep almost instantly. He smiled as the arms that were wrapped around Fiona tightened their grip as if she would disappear at any moment.

 

`This feels so right to have her in my arms. I will do whatever it takes to keep it this way. I lost her once and I do not plan on losing her again,' Van thought with a determined look on his face. Losing her once was hard enough, he would be damned if he allowed it to happen a second time.

 

An evil idea suddenly came to Van. She looked so peaceful while she was asleep but it was getting rather late in the morning and they did have to wake up soon. He carefully managed to pry himself from her grip and rolled her so that she was on her back.

 

She seemed to have fallen back asleep quickly because she didn't wake up when he did this. Van started by laying a kiss upon her lips but that didn't seem to wake her up. He kissed down to her chin and then to her neck. He saw her squirm a little but she didn't wake up.

 

`So she thinks she can ignore this huh?' Van asked himself with a smirk as he brought his hand up and placed it upon her stomach. He brought it up some so that it lay upon her breast. He massaged it a bit and a groan was heard from Fiona. He was beginning to wonder if she was asleep or awake right now. He decided to continue on and find out for himself.

 

He continued to kiss her neck and when he looked down he noticed that her hands were clenching onto the blankets. He mentally chuckled upon seeing this. `You aren't fooling anyone Fiona,' he thought with a wicked grin. He knew that she was awake and enjoying the torture that he was giving her.

 

Van suddenly stopped. His mouth left her neck and he pulled his hand away from her breast. He chuckled when he heard a groan come from Fiona. Her face was scrunched up in frustration. He chuckled as he stood up to walk away. Only to have his hand grabbed. He was pulled backwards onto the bed and onto Fiona.

 

Her eyes were wide open as she stared up him with a strange look on her face. She was enjoying what Van was doing to her and then he just decided to stop. It was frustrating to no end for her. “Don't you dare start this and not finish it Van,” she growled out playfully before she lifted her head and caught Van's lips in a heated kiss that almost made her feel dizzy.

 

Van pulled away from the kiss with a small chuckle. “Uh oh, I think I may have created an animal here,” he said before catching her lips in a heated kiss once again. Her taste and her scent were only enticing him more and more.

 

This was the sort of thing that he had been wanting for years. There was always a certain level of doubt in Van's mind when he used to think about his wife and either his or her feelings for each other. He had no doubts about his feelings for Fiona and the decisions that he made since they got back together.

 

Van broke the kiss and stared down at the beautiful goddess underneath him. “Good morning,” he said with a smile as he kissed her forehead and her nose before leaving a quick kiss upon her lips.

 

“Morning,” she muttered with a dreamy sigh. “That was some wake up call,” she said with a small smile. It left her very frustrated that he didn't continue on. An idea suddenly came to her mind. Before she could give Van a chance to respond, she quickly flipped them over so that she was straddling his waist.

 

Van was taken by surprise by her sudden movement but regained his composure and smirked as he looked up at Fiona who had a look of want, and love within her eyes. He was surprised that this was the same woman that at one point was so adamant about waiting until she got married. That didn't matter to him though. He had Fiona with him and that was all that he cared about.

 

Fiona thought back to all of the other times that her and Van had sex. As great as it was, Van was the dominant one in both and only focused on what made her feel good. This time she wanted to pay him back for all of that.

 

She leaned down and captured Van's lips in a kiss. While at the same time, she was working and lifting up Van's shirt over his head. She only broke the kiss when it came over his head but quickly returned to it with more vigor than before.

 

Van's hands were idly moving up and down Fiona's legs while his mouth laid havoc to hers. He pushed up the bottom of Fiona's dress, since she didn't get a chance to get changed out of it the night before, so that it was pushed up to her hips revealing the white panties that she was wearing.

 

Fiona broke the kiss and straightened her back while running her hands up and down Van's chest feeling his hard abs. She didn't disagree when Van sat up and pulled the dress the rest of the way over her head.

 

Van was surprised when he saw that she didn't where any bra underneath the dress but he was kind of glad because it made his job a lot easier to do. He placed his hands upon her waist and allowed them to run up and down them softly eliciting a slight moan from Fiona.

 

Fiona playfully smacked his hands away because it was making it hard for her to concentrate on what she was trying to do. “Behave,” was all that she said before she leaned down and placed feather light kisses on his chest while moving down placing them on his abs and then to his waist where only a pair of shorts was blocking her from her goal.

 

Van gasped when he felt her reach into his shorts and grab a hold of his already throbbing manhood. He didn't know what it was about her that turned him on so much. Her light strokes up and down his shaft were already driving him insane with need. He wanted to have her so badly.

 

Fiona stopped her ministrations on Van's member and pulled her hands out of his shorts. She then grabbed the edge of them and pulled them down to slowly reveal to her his aching member to her eyes. She smiled as she leaned down and placed a kiss upon the tip of his shaft before she slowly opened her mouth and started to take it in.

 

Van let out a loud gasp when he felt his member being taken within the warm depths of Fiona. This was something that he was very used to with Fiona. They may not have had sex back then but that didn't mean that they weren't sexual active. The only time Tiffany ever did that to him was when she wanted him to get rid of Fiona. Fiona was doing it with no reason in mind except to make him happy and that made him feel good.

 

Fiona almost took him in fully before she pulled out slightly. She then went in even farther and managed to get to the base of his long shaft. She heard his groans and this spurred her on more as she continued with her rhythm.

 

Van struggled not to put his hands on her head and just pound it down upon his member. His hands were running through her long beautiful hair as her head moved up and down in a constant rhythm. He could already feel the pressure building up within him just screaming for release. “Oh god,” Van screamed as the last of his restraints fell.

 

Fiona knew what to expect but she didn't pull away as Van came within her mouth. She got as much as she could and swallowed before she pulled her head away from Van's dick and wiped away the remaining seed off of her chin.

 

If anything, this turned Van on even more if it was even possible and he felt his member hardening again. He was ready for the next round if it was what Fiona planned on doing. His member was even harder than before and he knew that he needed to be in Fiona in order to stop the aching that he was feeling.

 

“Was it good?” Fiona asked with a smile and was happy when she saw him nod his head. He must have been feeling great about it if he couldn't even speak to tell her his answer. “It's is not over yet Van,” she said before she stood up slightly and pulled down her underwear which soon joined their clothes upon the floor.

 

There was only a slight blush upon her face while she exposed herself to Van. It was just something that she just couldn't control. The gazes that he gave her were filled with love, want, and many other emotions that pleased her.

 

Fiona slowly brought herself down towards his swollen member. She felt him trying to get it in himself and laughed slightly. “Impatient aren't we?” she asked with that lovely smile of hers. She positioned herself right above his ready member and slowly sat down upon it.

 

Van groaned when he once again felt his dick being surrounded by Fiona's tight walls. It was such a great feeling that he would never get tired of. He gripped her waist to give her some help while she pulled herself up slightly before coming down hard upon him. Van couldn't help the small gasp that came out of his mouth at the feeling of it. The feeling was just too great for him to hold it back.

 

Fiona's head fell back slowly as the feeling of pleasure began to once again course through her body. Her body continued with the continuous rhythm that she had set for them. She came up before slamming back down on his hard member with a small whimper of pleasure.

 

“So tight,” Van muttered when Fiona came down again. He brought his hips up and met her thrusts each time. His hands moved up her waist and moved towards her breast. He placed his hands upon them and lightly massaging him which earned a satisfied groan from Fiona. His hands massaged her breast while his fingers were tweaking at her nipples.

 

Fiona was really starting to feel the effects this was having on her. She felt so good inside and continued on knowing that she was so close to coming. It then came hard and fast and she screamed, “Van!” at the top of her lungs.

 

Van felt her contract around him tightly and he grabbed a hold of her so that she was now the one on her back and he brought himself fully out of her before going back in fast. He was almost ready to end it but he wanted to see if he could make Fiona cum one last time before he did that.

 

Fiona's wrapped her legs around Van's waist as he continued to pump into her. She was still on a high from her precious orgasm but she was already feeling another one building within her. “Van,” she moaned.

 

Van pushed in one last time before Fiona came for a second time but this time he let himself go and spilled his seed into her. He collapsed but managed to roll away from her so as to not crush her under his weight.

 

Both of them were breathing hard as Fiona laid her head upon Van's chest and once again just started to enjoy the sound of his heartbeat. “That's was great Van,” Fiona said softly feeling like falling asleep yet at the same time she was wide awake from their previous events.

 

Van gave a light heart chuckle as he pulled Fiona close to him before something popped up within his mind. `Oh I haven't given it to her yet,' he thought with a small smile. He let go of her for a second and stood up walking towards a drawer on the other side of the room.

 

Fiona was surprised when she felt Van let go of her and was a little disappointed by the lack of contact between them. “Where are you going Van, come back to bed,” she said watching him and she had an urge to be within his arms like she just was. No sex, she just wanted him to hold her.

 

“Don't worry Fiona, I'm only getting something,” Van said opening the drawer and grabbing the small package he hid in there. He hid it behind his back while he walked back to the bed and got a curious stare from Fiona. “I forgot to give you your present last night,” he said with a smile as he crawled back into the bed and showed her the wrapped package.

 

Fiona stared at it curiously. “You know you didn't have to do that Van. You have already done so many wonderful things for me on my birthday, I don't need any more,” she said with her beautiful smile upon her face while her hand reached up and caressed his cheek.

 

“I wanted to get you this Fiona,” he said with a bright smile as he watched her open the small present and open the case that it was within. He saw her eyes light up at what she saw within it. He knew that she knew what it was and he was glad that she remembered it.

 

“Van you really don't need to be giving me this,” she said as she stared at the beautiful necklace that was in the box. It was a necklace that belonged to his mother; it was actually one of her favorites and one of her only pieces of jewelry. Like Fiona, Van's mother didn't feel like she needed to wear them because Van and his father always complementing them on their beauty without them. They always tried to please the two of them in every way.

 

It was strange, Fiona always felt more welcome within their family than she did within her own. His parents treated her like one of them and gave her all the kindness in the world. She sometimes wished she had a mother like Van's instead of her own. Van's mother was kind and loving, hers was demanding and strict.

 

Van ignored Fiona and took the necklace out of the case and started to try and put it on Fiona. “My mom gave it to me to give to you. I was the one arguing with her then because I liked the idea but I knew how much she loved this necklace. She basically forced me to take it and give it to you. All I really had to do was get the chain of it fixed,” Van said finally succeeding on getting it on before admiring his work.

 

Fiona lightly touched it and stared at it. In the middle of it was a small red gem. Another act of how much Van's mother loved her. “How are your parents doing Van? I haven't spoken to them in years,” she said with a smile. She wanted to see them again. Hopefully they didn't have any hard feelings about what happened with Van back then. She doubted it. They never could stay too mad at someone.

 

“They are doing really good. Happy as ever and with no hard feeling about us,” he said with a smile because just knew that that was a question that was on Fiona's mind. “I don't think it's possible for them to be angry at you. There were quite a few colorful conversations with Tiffany though,” Van said thinking back to this huge argument his mother and Tiffany had gotten into.

 

Fiona giggled slightly. It was a rather funny picture she was getting in her head when she thought of Fiona's mother and Tiffany in the same room. There were never two more different people Fiona could think of except for maybe her and Tiffany. “I can imagine,” she said controlling her giggles.

 

“Do you want to go see them sometime? I'm sure that they will be more than happy to see you,” Van said and received an enthusiastic nod from Fiona. “Be sure to take care of that necklace, my mother would probably kill me if something happened to it,” he said and they both shared a laugh together. “Get dressed, I want to spend the day out with you and now we can get an early start,” he said getting up and walking to his closest. He picked out a few clothes and walked towards the bathroom.

 

Fiona stood up and walked towards another bathroom. “I am going to take a shower. Please stay out because I really do need a shower,” she said with a smile at the little pout that Van made but he agreed anyways. She kissed him quickly before she turned and walked into the bathroom.

 

Since Fiona had decided to take over his shower before he could get there, Van decided to just use the other shower that their humble abode had. He liked being here with Fiona greater than he liked anything else. The sex was great but just having Fiona by his side was better than that.

 

*****

 

Van sat down in the kitchen long after he had gotten out of the shower. He felt relaxed and ready for anything that came at him that day. He could tell Fiona was still in the shower and gave a light hearted chuckle. `She always did like long showers,' Van thought happily. His mind was screaming at him to join her but he was still tired from earlier. He would just give Fiona a little space for the moment. She did ask him to just stay out while she took her shower.

 

Van grabbed the newspaper which was resting on the table and picked it up to read it. He wasn't really surprised that there was a picture of Fiona, his wife, and him on the front page with all the commotion that they caused last night with the run in at the club.

 

Van started to read the text to the article somehow interested in what the press had to say about him this time. It always was amusing what those people could cook up. He had a feeling that he would be hearing it from Crougar later if he was to read the article. It was bound to cause a few problems within the company.

 

`Last night a commotion started at a local night club when Van Flyheight showed up with a few of his friends and a mysterious blonde haired woman, which was definitely not his wife. The two of them were seen dancing together intimately and even kissing each other before the sudden appearance of his wife Tiffany Flyheight whom he had married about two years before.

 

The distraught woman pushed the two of them apart in a frenzy and exchanged a number of heated words between her husband and the mysterious blonde. She was eventually dragged away by security when she attempted to attack the woman that accompanied Flyheight only to be held back by his two friend one of whom was his own vice president Irvine Saix. Together, the two of them run one of the biggest corporations in the world.

 

We caught up to Tiffany Flyheight later in the night and managed to get a few words with the distraught woman. The teary eye woman was reluctant to talk to us but we did manage to get a few words with her. “It hurts to think about what I could have possibly done wrong. I always thought that I was nothing but a loving devoted wife. It hurt for me to see him with that woman.”

 

We managed to get a few more words with the woman who seemed like she wanted to get away quickly but we managed to get information on the blonde haired woman. “I met her a few weeks back when she and her fiancé invited us over to their place since she was my husband's personal assistant. I knew of her before that but never met her. The two of them once went out in high school and she brutally broke his heart which only I was able to fix. I thought we would be together forever after that but I guess I was serious mistaken,” Tiffany Flyheight said before running away not wanting to talk about it anymore.

 

If the woman seen accompanying Van Flyheight had a fiancé then why was she seen kissing him last night? Could it be that each of them merely don't care about others feelings or is there more behind all of this?'

 

Van just stopped reading it after that and burst out laughing. `Tiffany crying? That woman hasn't cried a day in her life. What a way to get the publicity that she has always wanted,' Van thought still chuckling at the words that she had used. Just the thought of her actually crying was actually a bit amusing to him.

 

“What are you laughing about Van?” Fiona asked coming down the stairs in a black skirt that reached up to just above her knees and a pink short sleeved shirt. She looked lovely in Van's eyes but he knew she looked good in anything. He held up the paper and she took a hold of it while reading the article that Van was reading a few moments before. “She must really care about you if she was crying about it,” Fiona said in a calm tone. She felt bad for the woman but she didn't want things to change between herself and Van.

 

“I doubt it. She is a bit of a publicity hog. Trying to do whatever she can to find a way onto the front of a newspaper or onto the news. Now that I think of it. She never really was that interested in anything about me after we got married. She was always distant whenever we were together. I'm starting to doubt that she ever loved me,” Van said calmly leaning back in his chair.

 

Fiona pulled up a chair next to him and sat down on it before leaning her head upon his shoulder. “She would have to be crazy if she didn't love you. I love you though, with everything that I am,” Fiona said with a pleased sigh.

 

Van wrapped his arm around Fiona's shoulder and brought her as close to him as possible. “Thanks Fiona. I love you too,” he said kissing her forehead and just enjoying the feel of her in his arms. “Why don't we go out Fiona? Just the two of us. It will be our first real date since we got back together. Irvine and Moonbay were with us last night so that doesn't count. How does that sound?” Van said with a smile.

 

Van looked at the hand that was still wrapped around Fiona's shoulder and noticed something. `I almost forgot about this,' Van thought starring at the wedding ring. He got used to having it on that he just forgot that it was even there. Carefully he reached over and after staring at it for a second pulled it off of his finger. He didn't feel it was right to have it on when he was with Fiona now. He figured that maybe someday after his divorce was over with, he would wear another one, this time it will be one for his and Fiona's wedding. “Come on Fiona,” Van said standing up and grabbing Fiona's hand to help her up.

 

The two of them then walked to the door and out of it towards Van's car. It was all by itself in the driveway. “I think we will need to get you another car at some point. I have a feeling that you won't be getting your old one back,” Van said and Fiona merely nodded. She wanted to buy it with her own money though. She couldn't depend on Van for everything and Van knew this. Didn't mean that he couldn't try. “So where to first Fiona?” Van asked when they got into the car.

 

Almost at that exact moment Fiona's stomach growled. She blushed a little and said, “Well, I guess I'm a little hungry, think that we can stop someplace and grab a bite to eat?” she asked with a bright smile.

 

“Sure thing. I haven't had anything to eat either and our earlier activities made me very hungry,” Van said with a smirk as Fiona blushed. He loved that about her, how no matter what happened between the two of them, she would always remain as she was before.

 

*****

 

It was a small restaurant but already it had many customers this early in the morning. It did sell great breakfast food which was the reason that Van decided to come there instead of any other place.

 

The place got awful quiet when Van and Fiona walked through the door but the two of them just ignored it and continued to walk towards the waiter. She looked up at the two of them with a slight smile. “Hey there Van, made quite an image in the newspaper today,” she said with a smirk.

 

“You know as well as I do Viola that you don't take what she says serious most of the time,” Van said with a smile as he shook hands with the woman. “You remember Fiona don't you?” Van asked since they all went to school together.

 

“How could I forget, nice to see you again Fiona. Better watch out or Tiffany will start stalking you, she is possessive, after Van's money,” Viola whispered so that only Fiona could hear and this made her giggle because she was pretty sure that it was true.

 

“How are Rosso and Rudolph?” Van asked and earned a confused look from Fiona because she had never heard of Rudolph before. “He is a boy that the two of them adopted a few years ago. Cool kid in kind of a whiny way,” Van said with a shrug of his shoulders. He may not have gotten along with Rosso and Viola back during their schooldays but they were good friends now.

 

“Rudolph's fine. That boy really idolizes you,” Viola said although she knew that it would only give Van a big head. “Rosso is over there,” Viola said pointing behind her into the kitchen where Rosso was attempting to cook. They had their own cooks so he was wondering why he was cooking when he was never too good at it. In fact, it looked like something was burning already.

 

Van really hoped that he wasn't planning to give that to any of the customers, he was pretty sure that they wouldn't plan on coming back if they tasted his cooking. “I feel bad for the unfortunate soul who has to eat that,” Van said and earned a laugh from both Fiona and Viola.

 

“Yeah I know, but he seemed insistent on trying to cook something today. Don't worry; we don't plan on giving it to anyone though. Problem is that he will probably try and make me eat it,” she said with a shudder. “Anyways, I will try and find you guys a seat in an area away from the windows, god knows that the media will be here within five minutes after the story that was posted,” Viola said walking away with Van and Fiona following closely behind.

 

“Hey there Van,” Rosso said coming out of the kitchen while shaking his head. It was clear that he once again failed to cook something edible again. At least he knew that and wouldn't force anyone to eat it. He had been on the receiving end of the food before and it wasn't a pleasant experience.

 

“Hey there. You know, if you actually take some lessons from a professional then you might have a chance of cooking something good,” Van said with a smirk putting down his menu since he already knew what he wanted. “You remember Fiona don't you?” Van said pointing out Fiona.

 

“How could I forget? It's good to see you again Fiona,” Rosso said shaking Fiona's hand. He noticed the slightly worried look on Fiona's face. “Don't worry about the newspaper; they are always looking for something on Van. His wife isn't going to make it any easier though,” he said with a shrug of his shoulders. “So what is it that you guys want?” he said with a smile on his face.

 

Van was the first to answer because Fiona was still looking through the menu. “Some strong black coffee and those large pancakes,” Van said looking towards Fiona to see if she had decided.

 

Fiona put the menu down a second later. “I will have some waffles as well as some coffee with salt in it,” she said with a smile earning her a disgusted look from both Van and Rosso. They had no idea how she could possibly stand putting salt in her coffee.

 

Rosso shook off the disgust before he spoke to the two of them. “Right away,” Rosso said jotting down their orders before he retreated without a word back to the kitchen to give the cooks the order.

 

“Did the two of them get married?” Fiona asked and she received a nod from Van. “Those two were always together. It was almost impossible to see them apart,” Fiona said with a smile as she sipped on the water that had already been brought to the two of them.

 

“They were just like us then,” Van said with a smirk and received a laugh and a nod of agreement from Fiona. Her laugh was music to Van's ear. No matter how many times he heard it, it always sounds beautiful when it came from her mouth. “I intend to make up for the time that we were separated,” he said with a smile.

 

Van and Fiona were suddenly interrupted from their state of peace when they heard a lot of cars driving up. They both looked towards the window to see that it was the one thing they couldn't put up with, the press.

 

“Should have seen that coming. Someone probably called them hoping that he might be able to get on TV or in the newspaper as well,” Van said but he didn't sound worried even with all of the flashing light from the camera's. He knew that they were in a place far enough away that it would be hard to get a good picture from any angles through the windows.

 

Van watched as Rosso and Viola ran around locking the doors so that they wouldn't have to deal with the press and with the hope that they would just go away if they knew that they wouldn't be able to get an interview with Van.

 

“I don't see how you can stand for this Van,” Fiona mumbled listening to all the ruckus coming from outside. She knew that she would have to learn to deal with it if she planned on being with Van and she would put up with anything if she was able to be with him.

 

“More patience than I thought I had,” Van said as their breakfast. He immediately started to stuff his face with his pancakes with a big smile on his face. “Just try and shut the noise out, you will more than likely learn how to do it eventually,” Van said after swallowing his food.

 

When the two of them finished their meal a thought then dawned on Fiona. “Um Van, how exactly is it that we are going to get out of here. It's pretty clear that they are not going to leave until they managed to talk to you,” Fiona said and laughed when she saw the dumbfounded look on Van's face when she asked this question.

 

“Don't worry about that. We will take you through the back way. There is no guarantee that you will escape them but it better than going through that,” Rosso said walking over to them after locking all the doors. He was staring out the window and all the reporters that were pounding upon the windows wanting to get in.

 

“Thanks a lot. I was really starting to get worried there. It seems like some of your guests are getting impatient though because they want to get out,” Van said when he heard a few people grumbling about wanting to leave. “Better do it quickly or they may think you're holding them hostage,” Van said with an amused smirk.

 

Van and Fiona stood up and followed Rosso as he led them towards the back. When they were out of sight of all windows, Rosso stopped and told them to wait as he walked back so that he could see what was going on. It appeared that all the reporters were already moving to find out where they were coming out of. Almost all of them were gone now except for a few of them.

 

“You should have an easier time now,” Rosso said with a smirk as the two of them walked out a little astonished. They figured that he had that planned out and they were thankful because Van car was outside the front door. They would have had to go through them anyways to get through it. They would still have to deal with a few though but that they could deal with.

 

“Thanks a lot Rosso,” Van said grabbing a hold of Fiona's hand and he walked to the front door where the few remaining reporters were already waiting. Van braced himself as he stepped out the front door and was immediately assault with several microphones.

 

“Mr. Flyheight, is it true that you have been cheating on your wife with the woman standing next to you,” asked a rather nosy reporter that Van had had some run-ins with in the past. The word pest came to mind when Van thought about him.

 

“No I have not. My wife has known for days that we are getting a divorce. She just refuses to accept it,” Van said as he watched Fiona run to the passenger side of the car before getting in before the reporters had any sort of attempt to try and get any info out of her because she didn't feel like being in the spotlight unlike Tiffany. Van didn't waste any time either before getting in the car. He figured that they might give him a little peace with that information. He drove off quickly with the nosy reporter running after them but failing to catch up to them.

 

The two of them drove quickly down the streets but still went the sped limit. There was a silence between the two of them but it was a comfortable one. Van decided to break it though. “Where do you want to go now Fiona? How about a mall or someplace like that?” he asked with a smile.

 

She looked at him and smiled that beautiful smile of hers. “That sounds like fun. There are always plenty of things that we can do there. What about the press?” she asked thinking back to the experience at the restaurant.

 

“Malls will be crowded, for them it will be like finding a needle in a haystack. Good for making an escape by blending in with the crowd,” he said and she laughed a little while nodding her head.

 

*****

 

The mall like Van had thought was pretty crowded at that time of day. It was a good thing because no one seemed to notice that they were there in the swarms of people going about with their own business.

 

“Hey Van, think we can go in there?” Fiona asked joyfully walking up to a store that looked rather big. She was already having a blast just spending the day with Van and they were lucky that they didn't have any interruptions except for at the restaurant.

 

Van took a quick look up at the sign and groaned. It was a big clothing store. He always hated clothes shopping. “Why don't you go on in and I will go and get us some ice cream. Does that sound good to you?” he asked and received and enthusiastic nod from Fiona before she sprinted into the store. Van just chuckled before he walked to an area where he saw a small ice cream shop.

 

Fiona may not like to wear make up and stuff like that but she was still a woman and liked to have nice things to wear. She was thinking of looking for something nice for Van to thank him for all that he has done for her since she ran away from her ex-fiancé's house.

 

Fiona walked up to a rack of dresses and looked through them with interest. One dress in specific caught her eye. It was a sleeveless baby blue dress that would go only about up to her knees. She knew that Van's favorite color was blue so she figured he would like this.

 

Taking the dress from the rack, Fiona walked towards the back of the store where the dressing rooms were. Stepping into the first dressing room that was open, Fiona immediately started to change into the dress to see what she would look like in it.

 

Fiona managed to take off her shirt and was about to take off her skirt when she suddenly felt a pair of hands on her shoulder. She was sure that they weren't Van's either. She spun around very quickly and then back up even quicker when she saw who it was. She didn't know how anyone could get in to this fitting room because she was sure that she locked the door.

 

“I thought it was you that I saw come in here,” He said with a smile that Fiona was feeling very uncomfortable around. “I really wanted to talk to you Fiona,” he said never releasing the smile he had on his face at seeing Fiona without her shirt on. He always knew she had a lovely body and couldn't wait to see it all.

 

Fiona quickly realized what she was topless except for her bra and grabbed her shirt and pulled it over her head but she was stopped by Ethan. “Get the hell out of here!” she yelled snatching her hand away and pulling the shirt completely over her head so that he could no longer look at her with that disgusting glance.

 

“You got me all wrong Fiona. I have only come here to apologize to you for what I have done and ask you if you will please come back to me,” he said but she was shaking her head furiously. “Why not Fiona? I was having a bad night and I'm sorry for hitting you. I will do anything to make up with you,” he said although his voice didn't sound too pleading. It was almost as if he had rehearsed these lines.

 

“No! I will not go back with you after what you did! You never respected what it was that I wanted to do; you hit me around, started making all these accusations that were untrue! There is no way that I can ever trust you again. I didn't trust you all that much back then either. Just stay out of my life from now on! I'm with Van now and truly happy so leave me alone,” she said rushing for the door but she was stopped when Ethan grabbed her arm.

 

“I knew that you were cheating on me for him. We barely broke up over a week ago and you're already with him! What good do you think that it will do to be with a married man Fiona?” he yelled at her with fury in his eyes. They were in a situation just like that night.

 

“He treats me with all the respect he can. He respects my wishes and has even gone so far as to leave his wife for me. You would never be able to do any of the things that he has done for me!” Fiona yelled suddenly finding the courage that she wished she had that night that she left him.

 

He felt anger overwhelm him and he hit Fiona hard in the face making her hit the wall. It was starting to become a repeat of that night. “He's taken your virginity hasn't he?” he asked angrily and received a stern glare from Fiona. “I knew it! You are nothing but used goods now. He will probably just leave you soon anyways! I'm willing to take you back despite this but I want something from you in return,” he said advancing towards Fiona.

 

Fiona was becoming frightened once again. It was like no one had noticed what was going on back here yet and she wanted someone to help her, she wanted Van. “Van!” she screamed at the top of her lungs before she was hit again and her mouth was covered so that she couldn't scream anymore.

 

*****

 

Van was walking towards the store hoping that Fiona was about finished so that they could continue on with their date. He carried two ice cream cones in his hands and there was a smile on his face. Except for earlier, nothing bad has gone wrong though the day but he had a bad feeling about something.

 

“Van!” everyone around them heard a scream even over all the loud noises. Van immediately recognized it as Fiona's voice and dropped the ice cream cones and sprinted towards the store. He knew nothing could ever be perfect.

 

He ran into the store to see the shop owner trying to open the doors to the dressing room but failing. “Move!” Van yelled and she did as he told her before bashing through the door. He ran into there and heard some rustling from a stall and ran to it but it too was locked.

 

He could tell that there were two people in there and one of them was a reluctant Fiona. The owner came up to him and shakily tried to unlock the door. It opened and Van rushed in and grabbed Ethan's arm as he was about to hit the shaking Fiona. “Don't even think about it!” Van yelled throwing the man out of the stall with more strength than he knew he had.

 

Ethan immediately got up and bolted out of the store knocking the owner down in the process. It was obvious that he didn't want to get caught there when the security came to find out what the disturbance was.

 

Van knelt down before Fiona instead of chasing after him. She appeared to be ok; she just looked a little shaken up. A much better state than she was originally in after she ran away from him the first time. “Are you ok Fiona?” he asked placing his hands upon her shoulders.

 

Fiona looked up at Van with a smile on her face because she was happy to see him there. “Oh Van,” she said happily wrapping her arms around his shoulders but she was shaking slightly. “I'm so glad that you are here,” she said tightening her hold on him. She never wanted to let him go afraid that Ethan would return.

 

Fiona was still fully clothed much to Van's relief meaning that he got there before anything could happen. “Let's go home Fiona. We will just spend a cozy day there if you would like,” Van said and received a nod from Fiona.

 

“Excuse me Mr. Flyheight, but the press is already out there,” the female shop owner said and the same thing was on everyone's mind. `How the hell did they get here so quickly!'

 

Van groaned with a shake of his head. “Fiona, please stay in here while I go deal with them, I don't think there will be any other way,” Van said and received a reluctant nod from Fiona. He stood and walked towards the entrance where there was a set of reporters waiting patiently for him to come out.

 

“Mr. Flyheight, can you please explain to us what exactly it's that has gone on here?” a reporter said stuffing the microphone into his face. Flashes were coming from several different cameras and were blinding Van.

 

Van took a deep breath so as to calm himself before he started to speak. “The incident that just occurred is that my girlfriend was attacked by her ex-fiancé. He was getting abusive with her a few weeks ago so she ran away but he didn't want to let her go and came back,” Van said feeling his nerves were on end with the mere thought of it.

 

“You call her your girlfriend but aren't you already married. What was it that happened between you and your wife the previous night,” another reporter said stepping up and getting into Van's face.

 

“What happened is that she couldn't accept the fact that we are getting a divorce. She was getting too jealous and was doing things that I did not appreciate towards my friends. She was being selfish and didn't care for the health and safety of my friends, especially Fiona when she came to me for help and I just couldn't take it anymore. I never really got together with Fiona until after the decision was made to get a divorce,” he said before the security cleared a path so that Van and Fiona would be able to get out without too much problems.

 

*****

 

“So Fiona, are you feeling any better?” Van asked when the two of them got home around noon that day. He saw her just relaxing upon the couch with a smile on her face and he couldn't help but smile back. She has gotten a lot stronger emotionally these past few weeks with him and it made him feel good.

 

“Yes thank you. I think I could use a good nap though,” she said with a small yawn. She didn't say a word as Van crawled in next to her and pulled her so that he head was upon his chest. “This feels good,” she said with a content smile as she felt the warmth he was giving her.

 

Van lightly stroked her hair as she fell into a nice nap within his arms. He looked down at her when her breathing had evened out and smiled at her peaceful state. No one could tell what it was that she had gone through just an hour before. “Rest Fiona. You deserve it,” he said closing his eyes and joining her in the peaceful nap.