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I would rest my hand on her belly ans speak softly into her ear, "I love you."

I would take one last deep breath and drift off to sleep with her.

Deana and I continued this silent dance for several months, until one night I awoke with her standing over my bed.

"You need to go to Denver," She said.

My mind instantly snapped to attention, "Why?" I asked.

"Monica needs you," She replied.

"Why, what happened?" I asked, a little startled.

"She's having your baby and she needs you right now," Deana told me.

I sat up on my bed. I was wondering if Deana had decided that I should be with Monica after all.

"You have an hour and a half before the shuttle arrives to take you to the airport. I booked your flight already."

I stood and took her into my arms. I didn't want to loose her.

"Are you coming?" I asked.

"I'll be there tonight," She replied.

I looked at her, "You will be there, or you will meet me there, which will it be?" I asked her.

Deana started to speak, but then pushed me down on the bed with her on top of me, kissing me passionately. I grabbed her and rolled over on top of her. I wanted her, and I was going to have her.

Deana kicked a leg over and rolled us back, never letting our lips part for a long time.

She eventually pulled back from me, panting as she spoke, "Not now, you'll miss your flight."

She bent down and bit me hard on my shoulder. I winced in pain, but I welcomed it as a sign that she was not going to disappear on me.

Deana raised herself up and looked at me for a moment. I could see a little blood on her lips.

She bend down slowly and kissed me softly at first, but then her passion increased by the second until she broke away from me suddenly and stood up.

"Hurry and get ready. The shuttle will be here soon," She said.

I dressed and went to the bathroom. When I came out, she was gone.

It was raining in Denver and I didn't have an umbrella. When I arrived at the hospital I went straight up to Monica's room.

On the flight to Denver I realized that it must be important to Deana for me to be there for Monica. I knew that they know each other, but I didn't know what kind of relationship, if any they had.

Monica was genuinely surprised to see me. The look in her eye told me she was a little relieved at the same time.

"How did you find me?" She asked.

"A friend of yours told me," I said with a smile.

"Sir, are you alright?" A nurse asked as she walked into the room.

"What?" I asked, a little irritated by her interruption.

"Your shoulder Sir, it's bleeding," The nurse said.

I looked at my shoulder, the blood from Deana's bite had soaked through my shirt.

"Now I know who told you," Monica giggled.

I looked at the nurse and said, "It's been an interesting day so far."

The nurse insisted that I remove my shirt so she could dress my wound, otherwise I would not be allowed to stay in the room with Monica.

I removed my shirt and tossed it aside.

The nurse gasped, "Someone bit you," She exclaimed.

Then she saw a scar from an older bite on the same shoulder, "And there's another one," She said.

"That one's mine," Monica laughed.

I smiled at Monica, "I remember that one very well," I told her.

"You better, that's how I ended up here."

I saw the nurse blush.

"Deana said she would be here tonight," I said to Monica.

The nurse finished dressing my shoulder, but didn't leave. I turned my head and looked at her from out of the corner of my eye.

The look was enough to let her know she should leave immediately. The nurse glanced down at her feet, then turned and quickly left.

I smiled as I watched her leave.

"Come here," Monica said, "There are some things I should tell you about Deana."

From Monica's hospital room I watched the sun setting over Denver. I held Monica's hand throughout her labor, as we talked into the early hours of the morning. At five thirty one AM, Monica delivered a beautiful seven and a half pound baby girl.

Monica surprised me with her strength.

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