 "Solstice Dream"

Solstice Dream

By Murphy

Disclaimer: This is alt. number twenty-eight of the Journal Series. Solstice fluff. I was in the mood. Thank you to my beta team. Becky Lovall, Sue Rice, Cindy (ForevaXena), and Raven. First poem by Inspired Lor :). www.geocities.com/inspired616 Second poem by Southern Comfort. I am late with this Solstice tale. All fluff story. If you not like mushy fluff! This is not for you! Claire! My naked bard!! You are great! Music by James Homer and Barry Mann. Lyrics by Cynthia Weil. If you would like to join a list that is fun, some FF. Here it is. Subscribe: RelaxHaveFunWrite-subscribe@yahoogroups.com (http://groups.yahoo.com/group/RelaxHaveFunWrite)

Gazing upon the beauty of the falling flakes

The white blanket a virtual keepsake

Desperately hoping my warrior finds her way

Keeping a promise to return to me today

With the solstice just ahead

Cyrene sits with me in her stead

A mishap kept me from going along

By her side is right where I belong

Praying that she's safely on her way back

Upon arriving, she won't get a chance to unpack

As I search for the answers from within

Knowing I would fall in love all over again

Being near her means the world to me

'Cause our love was meant to be

Journal Entry:

Hello. I am sitting here at Xena's desk in her old room looking out the window. Tomorrow will be Solstice and we came home to Amphipolis to be with family and friends. On the way here I had to go and get my self hurt. I could kick myself, but it would hurt too much.

Xena and I were sparing, during which I had to get cocked and full of myself. I tried to do a fancy move to impress her and for my trouble I got nailed in the ribs. The look on my love's face was of pure horror. When she carried me back to the Inn, she and her mother nearly smothered me to death with concern. It was clearly my fault for being such a cocky ass but just like Xena she took the blame for what occurred.

So we fought over who was to blame, it was so dumb. Then to make things worse. Iolaus and Hercules showed up needing our help. Seems the best time for Ares to pick a big battle was close to Solstice. Why now is all I could think of. There is no way I could go into a battle with ribs like this. I know I will be told, "Greater Good."

So under protest I had to watch my wife and friends walk off to a battle and I had no idea if they would be all right. She even made me promise I would not follow her, I would make her worry more about me and not the battle. Son of a Bacchae! She doesn't fight fair. Gods if anything ever happened to her. No, she will be fine.

Xena promised me she would be home in time for Solstice and she never breaks those promises. I am clinging to that promise. Sleep didn't come easily that night. I tossed and turned all night. I know the guys would never let anything happen to Xena, but just not being there is like a dagger to my heart.

This was five days ago and it feels like forever to me. I just have this huge knot in my stomach. I light candles and do plenty of praying. Cyrene, bless her soul has been keeping me company when she can. She even gave me a letter Xena wrote to me just in case. Xena told her mother she would know when to give it to me. I was a crying wreck and Cyrene hands me it.

I long to feel the warmth of your skin,

Your hand, reaching for mine.

I get lost in the tenderness of your touch.

Your touch ignites my senses, and softly whispers,

"I love you"

I long to see the glow in your eyes,

Your stare, connecting with mine.

I get lost in the boundless depths of your soul.

Your gaze frees my spirit, and softly whispers,

"I love you"

I long to taste the sweetness of your kiss,

Your lips, gently brushing mine.

I get lost in the intensity of our emotions.

Your passion captures my heart, and softly whispers,

"I love you"

Gods! Now I was horny and crying. I love her so much it hurts at times. She knows just at the right time to do something to make me feel better. It hurt like Tartarus but I tried to give Cyrene a hand in the kitchen just to keep my mind of things. I was so out of it I could not tell a single story, my mind was a blank.

Then yesterday a man came into the Inn talking about a big bloody battle going on, many dead. I didn't realize that I had passed out until Cyrene was over me wiping my face with a cool cloth. There was that darn feeling again in my stomach, dread.

Not sleeping, or eating well. Add worrying about Xena and my ribs, I started to run a small fever. So now I am stuck in bed with a worried mother-in-law. I feel so bad, Cyrene has enough to worry about. I'm going to get my bardly buns chewed out also when Xena comes home. After waiting to many candle marks in bed I had to get up and write. Solstice is tomorrow and there is no sign of my wife.

The only thing I can do is write and look at our favorite star and pray she is looking at it also. Pray she knows where ever she is that someone loves her and thinks of her. I pray everyone feels that, but right now I need to be a little selfish and think of us. I wonder if she is ok, or eating. Hope she is safe and warm. I hope they all are.

Somewhere out there.

Beneath the pale moonlight.

Someone's thinking of me.

And loving me tonight.

Somewhere out there.

Someone's saying a prayer.

That we'll find one another.

In that big somewhere out there.

And even though I know how very far apart we are.

It helps to think we might be wishing.

On the same bright star.

And when the night wind starts to sing a lonesome lullaby.

It help to think we're sleeping.

Underneath the same big sky.

Somewhere out there.

If love can see us through.

Then we'll be together.

Somewhere out there.

Out where dreams come true.

I remember our first Solstice together as a couple. We were trapped in a cave, the weather was just awful. Cyrene made it very clear that Xena and I were to be home for the Holiday's or we would be thumped by one mad Warrior Mom.

My wife and I wanted this to be special for everyone, Xena was such a mushball. You have not lived until you see a six foot leathered kid. We were making our way to Amphipolis when Xena noticed a storm brewing. We got to the cave just in time.

You would think it would be tragic being held up in the cold. I would have to say that it was one of the best Solstices so far. Miss Many Skills got a fire going, we had a light meal and exchanged our gifts. It was romantic and so peaceful just being together. We were held up there for two days until the storm settled to where we could ride out. Poor Argo, had to carry us both in all that snow.

We made it home much to Cyrene's relief. Solstice was late but it was nice to be with family. That word still gets to me, FAMILY. Something Xena never thought she would have. I cannot wait until we have our kids, boy will she be for a shock. Cannot get anymore family like then that. Sitting around a fire with your spouse and kids. I love that idea.

Tomorrow is Solstice and I pray she will show up in one piece. Gods please! The only way I will get some rest is hoping she will be all right and keeping in mind our future together. Our family, I will fight Zeus himself for that.

Until Tomorrow,

Gabrielle

"I'd better get some rest." The bard got into bed.

" Xena I know you can hear me, please be ok. I love you." Rolling on her side she took the warrior's pillow and held it close.

"Gabrielle?" Xena shakes her wife, but it does no good. Then remembers the tickle spot and watches the bard go airborne with a few good curses.

"Xeeeeeeennnnnnnaaaaaa!!!" The bard was mad.

"You know I hate being woken up like that." The bard glared at her. It slowly sank in. The glare turned into tears of joy as she threw her arms around the warrior.

"Gods your home." That is all Gabrielle could squeeze out, too full of emotions.

"Gabrielle can you ease up a little around the neck." Xena wondered where her wife got the extra strength from.
"I cannot breathe well." They broke apart and smiled at each other
"Are you hurt?" The bard started checking out her wife.
"I'm sore and tired, but fine." The warrior stopped her wife from fidgeting.

"You kept your promise." She got a toothy grin and a nod of the head. Gabrielle felt like she could relax finally. She helped the warrior in her shift and got back into bed. It was still early morning and she just need to hold her. Right before she nodded of she heard.

"Happy Solstice Bard."
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