by Donna Raider
“I never want him to look upon my wife again,” Mika glowered at Mephistopheles with complete contempt. “I would like to witness your solution to that right now,” she nodded to Lucifer.
As Leah and Mika watched, Lucifer walked to Mephistopheles. Placing his hands on either side of the demon’s head, Lucifer leaned down and kissed Mephistopheles’ lips, then drove his thumbs into his eye sockets. Mephistopheles’ scream echoed throughout hell as he fell to his knees, blind for all eternity. The last thing he saw was burned into his brain, the pure, blinding beauty of Mika.
“Again, my apologies,” Lucifer bowed his head slightly. “I hope that you will convince God that I am without blame in this matter.”
Mika retracted her wings and easily mounted behind her wife on the warhorse.
“My domain,” Lucifer swept his hand to indicate the devastation Leah had wrought. “It’s in a shamble.”
“Never underestimate the power of a woman in love,” Leah growled as she transported herself and her wife to the yard behind the mansion.
Leah stayed astride the warhorse, enjoying the exhilaration of her wife clutching her against her breasts. “I thought I had lost you,” she sobbed. Mika hugged her tighter.
“Never,” she whispered into Leah’s ear.
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“Mom, Mika,” Richie ran into the back yard and watched in awe as his parents dismounted the warhorse and his mother waved it back where it belonged. “Are you alright?” He gasped as he got a good look at Mika.
“No, we’re not,” Leah said softly. “I need to heal her. Please don’t let anyone disturb us.”
Richie nodded as his mother transported her and her wife to their bedroom. She quickly disrobed them both, then kissed the priest’s wounds. She led Mika into the shower and washed away the filth that covered her. She dried her, then led Mika to their bed where she lay down beside her and took Mika in her arms.
Mika could feel Leah’s warmth spread through her as her wounds healed and her hair returned to normal. Both were totally exhausted. They slept in each other’s arms for days. Waking only to declare their undying love and give thanks for being in each other’s arms again.
Leah felt so small and frail in Mika’s arms.
While she healed Mika, the angel returned the gift. Leah felt herself healing. She felt the babies thrive again, babies that would know both their mothers.
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On the seventh day, Mika awoke to the feel of Leah’s soft lips on hers. “How do you feel?” Leah whispered.
“Like the luckiest woman in the world,” Mika smiled against her lips, before pressing them tighter against her own. “And, you?”
“I feel wonderful,” Leah kissed her gently. “I am still wary, afraid this is a cruel dream, and I’m not really in your arms.”
Mika tightened her arms around Leah. The feeling was glorious. Nothing in the world felt as good as holding her and kissing her. “This is what kept me alive in the underworld,” Mika said softly. “I had to find a way back to you.”
“What took you so long?” Leah snuggled deeper into her.
“I had been trying from the moment I was bound. Apparently, I couldn’t get past Mephistopheles’ firewall of souls.” Mika stroked her hair and down her back. “I just kept trying constantly. Calling for you over and over.”
“Why didn’t you call on your God?” Leah asked.
“He wouldn’t interfere. I had thrown myself into hell. I had honored a contract. I had to get myself out, but I wasn’t strong enough without you.” Mika closed her eyes glorying in the feel of Leah, stretched out on her body.
“We really should let our children know we’re okay,” Leah kissed her again.
“I’m not sure I can stop kissing you long enough to do anything else,” Mika smiled against her lips. “I love you so much.”
“I love you, darling,” Leah kissed her a deep, soul-searing kiss, that left her breathless.
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Richie accelerated as he and Amber sped toward the hospital. Mika had called him about ten minutes ago. The newest additions to the Cross family were about to make their debut. He so hoped one of them looked like his mother.
The happenings of the past months raced through his mind. His parents had given him blow by blow details of their encounter with demons and devils and how Leah had saved the priest. Amber attentively listened as they described their experience. There was no mention of the Archangel Mika.
Richie recalled the look on the faces of the entire Samson family when his mother had mounted the warhorse and ridden into hell. She was powerful. She was magnificent. She was the Wicked Queen, ready to take evil to a whole new level. “You know,” Samson had said to Delilah “she could have easily destroyed us at any point in time. I don’t believe you were ever truly in any danger from her.”
“I never realized she was that powerful,” Delilah mumbled in awe.
The entire town was relieved to be free of Legion and Jezebel, although they didn’t quite understand how that had happened. Their flesh and blood bodies had been found dead in Legion’s shop. They had both died of a heart attack. They found Nick in the bed and breakfast. He had died of alcohol poisoning.
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As Legion’s only direct heir, Richie had inherited all his possessions, including all the property he owned in their town. The pawnshop was boarded up, and Leah had placed a protection barrier around it to prevent anyone from entering.
During the last months of her pregnancy, Leah had participated in groundbreaking ceremonies for the shipyard and the cannery. Everyone was amazed at how quickly the construction was happening. Richie knew they were getting help from the mayor. He briefly wondered how she had learned to read blueprints so precisely. She never ceased to amaze him.
As they ran into the Medical Center, Richie was surprised that his mother’s screams weren’t filling the hospital. But then Mika was with her. She always seemed to calm Leah. The nurse directed them to the maternity waiting room. “The babies haven’t arrived yet,” she smiled. “I will call you as soon as you can see them.”
Mika sat calmly by her wife’s bed, holding her hand. She leaned over and kissed her. “I love you so much, Leah,” she said softly.
Leah squeezed her hand. “I…I can’t even find the words to describe how much I love you, darling.”
A slight grimace visited her lovely face. “Time to get Strand,” Mika asked.
Leah nodded.
Strand and the nurses did their jobs, then placed in her arms two of the most beautiful babies Mika had ever seen. She stared at them for several minutes.
“Are you going to share, Priest?” Leah teased.
Mika walked slowly to Leah, never taking her eyes off the infants she held. Leah gasped as Mika lay them in her arms. They were tiny replicas of Leah. Their eyes were closed, but their thick shock of black hair curled around their beautiful faces. Their tiny mouths were perfectly shaped and searching for something to eat. Their long lashes moved and tiny eyelids opened to reveal the deepest, purest blue eyes Leah had ever seen, her wife’s eyes.
Mika carefully pulled back her gown and helped her lead each baby to a breast. Mika had never seen Leah look so beautiful. Her heart felt as if it would burst. Mika knelt, placed a hand on each baby, and gave thanks to her Lord.
After the babies went to sleep, Mika asked the nurse to bring in their son and Amber. Richie was ecstatic. A brother and a sister that looked just like his mom. He shook his head in awe as he gently picked up Rachel. He smiled as he thought of Sara and Adam playing with Rachel and Jacob.
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Mika leaned against the porch railing watching her children play in the back yard. Sara and Adam were teaching Rachel and Jacob how to play hide and go seek. The younger twins were just as beautiful as their older siblings. With Raven hair and Mika’s deep, blue eyes, they made Mika’s heart beat a little bit faster every time she looked at them.
Leah joined her on the porch. “Everything is ready for Sara an
d Adam’s surprise birthday party,” she tiptoed to kiss her wife. Mika placed her hands around Leah’s slender waist and pulled her in closer for a serious kiss.
“Is Richie here?” She asked. “Five years is a special birthday.”
“He and Amber just arrived. The children will be so happy to have their big brother home from college.” She laced her fingers through Mika’s. “And I will be so happy to begin our vacation tomorrow. I need some serious alone time with my wonderful wife.”
“Umm,” Mika kissed her again. “Tomorrow can’t get here fast enough.”
##
After the party was over and all the guest had departed, Richie and Mika rolled on the floor, playing with the children.
“Horsey, Mommy,” Sara giggled. “Where’s Queen Mommy?”
“Who’s horsey am I tonight?” Mika laughed.
“Mine!” The thought ripped through Mika’s mind. She looked up to see her gorgeous wife standing at the top of the stairs giving her a dark, sultry look that turned her into jelly.
“Queen Mommy, Queen Mommy,” all four youngsters cried in unison, as they spotted her at the top of the stairs. “Play with us.”
Suddenly Adam pushed Jacob up onto Mika’s back, and Sara climbed on behind him. Richie laughed out loud as Adam helped Rachel crawl onto his back, then quickly joined her, wrapping protective arms around her.
The faux horses were off in a flash, chasing each other as children’s squeals and laughter filled the mansion.
Athaliah looked down on the scene below. The joy in her soul was inexplicable. She had held many titles during her lifetime: daughter, princess, queen, stepmother, Wicked Queen, mayor, mother, and Mika’s wife. The titles she treasured the most were Mika’s wife and Queen Mommy.
The End (for now)
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