Thursday, July 3, 2008

Chapter Sixty Five

She looked into the mirror. It was so hard to believe. For a moment she closed her eyes and could almost smell her mom in the room, hear her soft voice as she oohed and ahhed over the gown. "Wish you were here mom."

She turned and smiled as Dot and Stephy walked in with her flowers, and started helping adjust everything just so. She managed to Nod as Dot asked if she was ok. The "ya sure." had her giggling. Dot sounded so much like mom when she caught her out in a lie. "Ok ok Dot, scared to death, what if I trip?"

Dot grinned, "honey Jon wont let ya, don’t you worry."

Frankie smiled. It was good seeing the pinched look gone from Jon's face the last day or so. Seems he and Dot had talked long into the night the day they all ended up in Jersey, and she was sure a certain angel in heaven had earned a new set of wings that day.

As the music started she took a deep breath and nodded to Dot. "Ok send the old man in."

Dot laughed softly as she stepped to the door. "Honey don’t ever call him old to his face he'll just say..."

Frankie snorted and finished the sentence with Dot, "not old just older."

Dot stepped out and nodded to Jon, "She's ready baby."

Jon nodded and stepped through the door and had his breath taken away. She was a vision and looked just like a princess in her ivory dress. "Honey you're gonna kill him before you even marry him."

Frankie laughed, "and ain’t that the point Dad?" She linked her arm through his as they stepped out into the hall and walked to the beginning of the aisle as the wedding march began to play.

Jon’s eye teared up and one managed to track along his face. She'd called him Dad, on this day, after all that had happened she'd finally called him dad. His smile grew into its mega watt brilliance as he started with her down the aisle.

Richie stood at the altar as the music began to play, it was hard to believe that they were just here days ago for CC's funeral, Frankie still insisted that she wanted to get married here and Richie agreed it was just perfect.

Frankie had of course had a rough few days but she was better, Richie knew every once and awhile she was off thinking about her mom, but it was natural and would take time. Between him, Jon and Dot, she had plenty of support now, Richie was so pleased Dot came around and could sense her motherly instinct to Frankie now, she would never replace CC but just be a friend to her when she needed it.

As the doors opened to reveal his bride and now proud father, Richie forgot he was standing in front of anyone, as the vision in white stole his heart away, she looked like a real life princess, the flowing gown and the little tiara to match, her hair all piled on her head cascading in ringlets around her face, Richie had never see something as beautiful since Ava was born.

Tears swelled to his eyes, his princess was finally here, and he felt like the luckiest man alive right now.

Jon escorted her down the aisle, fighting the tears that threatened. He glanced down and saw Richie's stunned face and bit back a grin. Man he looked totally stunned, not something you saw every day. As their walk ended he turned to Frankie and kissed her cheek then turned to Richie.

Before putting Frankie's hand in Richie's he grinned wickedly, "Are ya sure man? I hear she's a handful."

"Yeah I am sure, although I hear her father’s worse," he grinned as he took her hand.

Jon stepped over to Dot and watched as the minister spoke of the responsibilities of marriage. Although Richie had been there before, he knew this time he wouldn’t have to worry, this one was destined to last.

As they came to the I do's everyone rolled when Richie did his I do before the preacher was even finished saying the words. With a shrug and bashful Grin the man of the hour turned to the people assembled and quipped, "Whaaaa? I’m eager, there’s a wedding night to get too."

With the final words spoken they turned as the minister shook his head, "Ladies and Gentlemen, Mr. and Mrs. Richie Sambora." with a wince that spoke volumes the preacher continued. "Yeah you can kiss the bride now."

Richie smiled and leaned in to his princess "No turning back now Princess," his lips met hers in a sensational kiss, as he dipped her in his arms and took her breath away before standing her upright and kissing her gently on the lips.
"Hello Princess Sambora" he teased lightly as his forehead pressed against hers.

She winked up at him and smiled and placed her hand in his. "Hello Husband."

Richie took her hand "You know she'd be damn proud of you today don't ya" Richie whispered.

Frankie smiled and leaned close. "I know she's here, watching over us."

As they walked down the aisle and into the reception area Frankie grinned. The wedding was just the start. Now came the time for celebration. They stood and greeted all their family and friends and laughed as the party turned into one loud boisterous party.

From the cutting of the cake, where Richie ended up with cake on his face and she didn’t, to the throwing of the flowers and garter, everyone was in high form. As the dancing started, Richie reluctantly let her go for the traditional father-daughter dance.

As that dance ended Jon walked up and with a chuckle handed Frankie back over to his best Friend. "Is this what your looking for?”

Richie grinned widely "Too right I am, thanks Frank about time," he winked at him as he took his new bride back into his arms. In his arms she was, and he didn’t intend to ever let her go.

She wrapped her arms around her husband and turned back to Jon. "Thank you so much, for everything."

Richie smiled, couldn’t believing ever in the 25 odd years he'd known Jon what he was about to say. "Yeah thanks DAD," he winked.

Jon blinked a moment and shook his head. "This ONE time I won’t kick your ass for that one Dean."

Frankie shook her head and started to laugh. "Umm guys? Really calling him Dad just ain’t gonna work."

Richie snorted "And why not, he is my Dad now you know."

Frankie grinned, "You might wanna get used to calling him something else."

"Oh trust me I call him a lot of things" Richie teased still not getting what she was on about.

Jon's gaze flickered between them, "Ok other than God, Boss, Jon, Frank and Oh shit, what can this damned idiot call me Frankie?"

Frankie grinned and winked, "Grandpa."

Frankie's laughter echoed in the room as two jaws collectively dropped.


Chapter Sixty Four

Frankie sat and placed her hands on the table, "Mom died. We buried her today, and well, I wanted to thank you I guess."

Dots heart wrenched, no wonder she looked terrible. "I'm sorry to hear that honey, but thank me for what?" she asked confused. What was she doing her on the day she buried her mother she wondered.

"You could have made the last few months horrible, but you didn't. Jon, Dad," she closed her eyes and took a deep breath, "He risked it all and you could have just taken it all from him. He made it better you gotta know that. I think him being there kept her alive longer."

Frankie glanced up as the tears started to fall. "He risked everything to get to know me, to make Mom's final days good. He’s a great guy and I know he loves you too. I've seen him sometimes, when he thinks no one is looking?? He’s always staring at this picture. I saw it once, it was of you and him. He risked losing you to help my mom though."

She stopped and studied Dot intently, "You can't hold it against him, I mean I know he’s been a dog in the past, hell anyone that knows the band knows that, but its sorta an odd situation, and well I guess I wanted to know if you could forgive him. He's hurting Mrs. Bongiovi, and I think you could help that."

She started to sob softly, "He knew he was gonna lose Mom, he risked you to give her peace. Don’t make him lose you too."

Dot watched her as she explained the whole thing to her. Her husband, the one she knew she still loved and adored, did risk everything for Frankie, and her mother, and it seemed it was the right thing to do in this instance.

"Oh honey" Dot said as she reached out her hand to hers. "I am glad he was there for you both, I really am, it seems me to now that it was the right thing in a very odd situation to do, and maybe I should have given him a better chance to explain, I knew about CC, that was before he met me, and I know how much he loved her, she was his first love, and I need to thank your mother because she pushed him to be who he is today" Dot admitted.

Dot knew that she couldn’t hold this over Jon, she hadn’t been entirely convinced it was the right thing to do in the first place and now seeing his daughter, here defending him, she knew what she had to do, she missed him like crazy and so did the kids, she had to forgive him for having a heart, and that was the end of it.
"Joanna, I will talk to him, I promise you, I will"

"I do miss him a lot and I still love him" she admitted.

Frankie smiled. "I'm getting married, in two days believe it or not. I'd like for you to be there." She glanced up as she heard the cab take off. "Well hell he didn’t wait." she glanced up at Dot, a rueful look on her face.

Dot smiled "Wow, congratulations, who’s the lucky guy?" she asked, there was something about this girl Dot liked, something good.

Frankie grinned and brightened, "You won't believe me, but its someone you know."

Dot shook her head, the brief vision of her back at the amusement park in the Bahamas with Richie crossed her mind."Its not!" she exclaimed erupting into a laugh.

Frankie started to laugh. "Well if by its not you mean Richie?? Then yeah It is."

Dot shook her head "Sambora the devil eh, well all I can say is he’s a crazy man, but he has the purest and biggest heart, oh wow, Jon must of freaked at this," she said her eyes widening. "Now I am sad I missed out on all that" she teased

Frankie managed a blush, "Well lets just say he's getting a crash course in adult daughters who have boy friends with rather active libidos?"

Dot laughed "Oh no, well that’s Richie for you, that is so Richie, and if Jon allows me, I would love to come to the wedding," she smiled "I better give these guys a call to come and get you, do they know you are here?" Dot asked.

Frankie blushed, "Umm, well no, I sort of slipped away from the funeral to come here."

Dot shook her head "Determined aren’t you just like someone else I know well" she smiled as she flipped her cell phone open and dialed Jon’s number.

Jon flipped his cell open without checking the ID. He and Richie had looked every where for Frankie and Richie was starting to get worried. "Talk to me."

"Hey babe its me, how you holding up"

Jon's eyes widened as he stopped dead in his tracks. "Dot?"

She chuckled "Yeah its me, surprised huh? I was just as surprise to get a visit this afternoon from a very familiar looking young lady, she’s right here, we've been having a good talk."

Jon's brow winged into his hairline. "Frankie's there?"

"Yeah she is, she came here after the funeral to tell me all about how her father looked after her mother and her so well in the last month or so, and risked all he had for that, and how possibly he was feeling very lost now, and missed his family," her voice broke a little as she got it out

Jon's eyes closed as he gripped the phone tighter, his voice going hoarse at what he heard. "She said that huh?”

Dot smiled "She did babe, seems that Bongiovi heart of gold runs deep. I miss you so much, and I'm sorry"

"Are you saying what I think you're saying Dot?" He closed his eyes and prayed for absolution, that she'd forgive him this one time meant more than he'd admit.

Dot smiled feeling her own tears "I'm saying we have a lot to talk about for sure, but I'm saying its time for you to come home Jon, it sounds like you will need it having Sambora as a son in law" she snorted lightly.

Jon snorted then started to laugh, "Oh god babe, don’t remind me of that one."

"I am still reeling myself, but how about you both come and pick her up and we can introduce her to her new brothers and sister huh"

Dot smiled at Frankie.

"We'll be there as fast as possible babe, and Dot? "

"Yeah babe" she said

"Thanks." Jon smiled as he closed his phone and looked up, "YO DEAN!"

Richie looked up at Jon who had a shit eating grin on his face. "You just win the lottery?"

Jon nodded, "Something damn near close. Come on we're going to Jersey."

"Jersey? Is this really the time Frank, I mean I need to find Frankie," Richie said confused that Jon seemed to damn happy all of a sudden.

Jon walked up and grabbed his friend by the arm. "Well considering she’s in Jersey Richie, ya might wanna ride along with me. Seems my girl, your bride took a little trip to Jersey today."

"What in god’s name is she doing there?" Richie asked confused

Jon snorted, "Repairing my marriage bro."

Richie raised his eyebrows "Well I'll be god damned she did huh, its about bloody time, leave it to us, we'll sort ya love life out Kidd, Jeesh" Richie rolled his eyes with a grin.

Jon laughed, "She's a surprise a second that girl. Now come on. We got a ride ahead of us."

"And she's all mine" Richie said proudly.

Jon shook his head, "She was mine first man, I helped in the production."

The two men laughed as they strolled to the car, their destination a home by a river that held both their futures.

Chapter Sixty Three

She stood looking at the window, her normally vibrant face pinched and tight. Instead of last minute wedding preparations she was dealing with a funeral. God life just wasn't fair. She turned a moment and saw Jon enter the living room, his normally pleasing looks as pinched and drawn as hers. Hell he even managed to make all black look good. her blue eyes lifted as she fought back the tears.

He looked at her and his heard twisted. She looked like a lost little girl instead of the lively adult he'd grown to know. "It'll be ok baby girl, really. I know it doesn't seem so, but it will."

Frankie twisted her ring as the tears threatened again. "Yeah, so you and Richie keep telling me." She shivered as her gaze turned back to the sunny day outside. "Shouldn't be so fucking cheerful looking should it?"

He walked to stand beside her, his blue eyes taking in the day. "Well the heavens are rejoicing baby girl. They have a new angel today."

"And the Good lord wont know why he waited so long to have her there" Richie chimed in as he walked all clad in black with a black Stetson on his head, he stood between them both and wrapped an arm around both of them. "This is a day to celebrate, not mourn, your mother was a beautiful human being and we need to honor that, not by crying, she would hate it, you know she would. We've got so much good to look forward to, and its all because of her" Richie said as they all stood watching the day.

Frankie managed a smile. "You always do know what to say Prince." She looked up at the Stetson and shivered. "Shit you both do black way too well."

Richie laughed "Yeah but I look better don’t I darlin?' he teased

Frankie laughed, "Naturally, but then I’m biased."

Jon rolled his eyes and turned, "Come on you two. Let’s get this party started."

The afternoon passed, as friends came together to say goodbye to a woman all agreed had been an angel on earth. Frankie, constantly flanked by Jon and Richie managed to hold up til the very end, her tears seemingly misplaced during the entire procession.

As things came to and end and each person walked forward to place their rose on the coffin she smiled at them all and agreed it had been a lovely service, but in a quiet moment, when the eddy of people surrounded Richie and Jon she slipped away. There was something she had to do, something her mom had whispered to her had taken root. She had to take care of Jon.

She quickly moved to the cars and slipped into an awaiting cab. Giving the address she was gone before anyone noticed her leaving.

Jon glanced up as the first group of family members moved down the line, his eyes squinting in the afternoon sun. "Dean."

"Yeah Frank" he said as he watched on.

"Where’s Frankie?"

Richie looked around and he was right, she wasn’t anywhere to be seen.
"Maybe she just wanted some time out, its been a big day, she promised me she wouldn’t hide from me today so she just must be talking to someone" Richie was a little confused though.


The cab stopped at the gates of the estate on the Navesink River she shivered. This was not going to be easy, but it had to be done. Rolling down her window she pushed the button on the call box.

Dorothea had just finished her afternoon training session when the gate buzzer went. "Hello?" she asked

"Hello, This is... Joanna Benson, I need to speak to Dorethea Bongiovi. Is she in?"

"This is she, Joanna? Jon's daughter?" she asked

"Yes, I.. well I need to speak with you. Is it possible?" Frankie closed her eyes and prayed the woman would be accommodating.

"Sure come in" she said politely as she buzzed the gates to open. She walked outside to meet her, what could she possibly want? Jon and hers contact had been strictly related to the kids in the past month, she hadn’t been ready to hear him out about this.

She watched as the young woman dressed in a black dress, the spitting image of her husband walked up the driveway.

Frankie stopped and stared into the eyes of Jon's wife, and tried to smile. "I guess I don't need to introduce myself, but, I'm Joanna Frances Benson."

"Pleased to meet you Joanna, I am Dot, is everything ok?" she asked noticing the girls pale expression and tired eyes.

"Not really, not yet. I gotta fix something, and well, only you can fix it I think."

Dot led her to the patio and showed her to a chair. "Fix what exactly?"

Chapter Sixty Two

Richie walked into the room and closed the door, CCs pale complexion haunted him. He perched on the edge of her bed and took her hand. "Hey lil darlin" he gently said as his tears built in his eyes.

CC smiled "Richie my love, I just wanted to thank you for coming into Frankie's life, you've changed her for the better and in 24 years I have never seen her so damn happy, ever" CC wiped her tears and closed her eyes and took a sharp breath.

"CC its my pleasure, she means the world to me, and I promise you no matter what happens I will never hurt her, ever, and I will be here for her for the rest of her life, I mean it, I would die for her before I let her get hurt" Richie vowed.

CC nodded and smiled "I know you would, Richie, you've been a great friend to Jon all these years and now you are marrying my daughter, I couldn’t ask for more, you gotta take care of both of them for me, they will need you" she bit back a sob. "I wish I could see Frankie attempt married life with you, god I wish that" she chuckled through her tears. "But in all honesty Richie Sambora, I couldn’t have hoped for a better man to love my baby girl," she said honestly.

"Oh CC darlin" Richie embraced her tightly "I will take care of them I promise, I promise" he murmured "You'll kick my ass from up there if I don’t, I know ya will" he joked.

"Damn right I will, I worry about Jon, just make sure he's ok, I know he'll pretend he is, but you know him" CC smiled.

"That I do, that I do, rest well CC, you'll soon be at peace and just your beautiful soul will remain as it was meant to be" he kissed her forehead and stood up and walked back out to the waiting area. The pained look on Jon and Frankie’s identical blue eyes greeted him. He just nodded and stroked Frankie’s cheek, "Its all you Princess, we'll be right here if you need us"

She pulled from Jon's arms and with a quick swipe of her hand wiped tears from her face. Taking a deep breath she reached up on tip toe for a gentle kiss from Richie, more for strength than anything else. Closing her eyes she turned and slipped through the door.

Making her way to the bed she reached out to take her Mom's hand. "Hi Mom,"

CC smiled at her beautiful daughter, her whole life's meaning wrapped up into this beautiful girl. "Hey baby" she smiled as she took her hand in both of hers.

"Frankie I want you to listen to me ok baby, just listen to me and come here" she pulled her in close to her chest. "Lie with me"

She slipped onto the bed and curled up next to her mom, her hand twisting into her hair just like she did as a baby. "You gotta get better Mom. You can't miss the wedding doggonit."

CC smiled "I'm not going to be there baby, and I am so sorry, I wish more than anything that I could, I really do" she sobbed but just held her daughter closer to her body.

"He don’t know anything about dresses or hair. Whose gonna do all that? See ya gotta be there. Frankie shivered and forced herself to stop, Mom didn't need this, not now. "What did ya wanna tell me mom?"

She laughed as her mind curled around Jon running around on their wedding day.
"He'll do just fine, you will see, and I didn’t tell you because I wanted to you to enjoy every moment of this, you've been so happy and so have I, happier than I have ever been in a long long time, and your father did that, you need to know that, he’s risked everything for us Frankie, his marriage, his kids, but he hasn’t regretted a second of it, he's made of gold and in time I know you will see why I loved him so much and you will too"

Her voice was husky with tears as she looked up into the eyes she'd miss more than life. "Hell Mom, I already know that. But its so much fun to give him grief. He's so funny when he looks like he's swallowed sour milk."

"Just like someone else I know" she chuckled "I don’t doubt you and Richie will give him a lot to cringe about, and make you sure do, he loves it really" she pulled her daughter tighter. "Frankie I need you to know that you are the best thing that’s ever happened to me, and I never regretted one second of having you and raising you the way I did. I only regret not telling you about your father, but I hope in time you can forgive me for that as you now know, and make sure you ask him about the song, he wrote about you, Frankie, I am so proud to be your mother and you are a wonderful wonderful human being in this often cruel world"

CC bit back more tears as she stroked her Frankie’s hair and breathed in the smell of it one more time.

She held tight to her mother as the tears began to flow in earnest. "I love you mom. I'll miss you forever."

"I will miss you too honey, and I love you more than life itself, and if someone told me at the beginning of all this I would only have this much time with you, I would take knowing that. I have had a wonderful life and been so blessed with you, but now its time for you to start yours, and you have a wonderful loving man to do that with, don’t be afraid to ever lean on him, as he's ready for you and he's so strong, and Frankie, my god he loves you so much and he's going to make you so happy, I know he is"

Frankie leaned in for a moment her lips brushing close to her mom’s ear. “I’ll remember that mom, but I need to tell you something, I NEED for you to know.” She leaned into her ear and whispered softly. “But shhhhh is a wedding gift.”

She looked up into her mom's eyes, ready to say more when she saw her eyes close. Somewhere deep within her a wail built as monitors started to screech. "NOooooo!" She wrapped her arms tighter and started rocking. "ohhhh mommie, Noooooo!"

Richie jolted when doctors and nurses scrambled into the room and the familiar heart wrenching sound of life support stopping filled the air. He looked up at Jon.
"So sorry bro" he said as he hugged him hard.

"Always Frankie love you always" CC breathed her last words in this life as her body gave way and she found peace at last.

Chapter Sixty One

When CC had slumped Frankie had went to the floor with her, her hands reaching for her mom as tears began to trace her cheeks. Her soft voice quavered as the "No!" went from soft moan to heart rending cry. She watched as the attendants rushed in and bundled her mom into the ambulance, watched as Jon crawled in behind her and she couldn't move. Before she knew it she was bundled into Richie's arms and taken to a car, and on their way to follow the ambulance to Sloan Kettering.

Screams, they seemed to come from everywhere, the ambulance as they raced through the night to follow it, her head as she kept screaming no internally. Not now, not so close to the wedding. God please, let this just be a small hiccup, something medicine can fix for the wedding.

A small shaking hand reached out to grab onto Richie's as her tortured blue gaze was focused on the flashing blue lights only paces ahead of them. "She's gotta be ok, she's gotta...." Tear filled eyes managed to rip themselves from the streak of white racing through the night. "Tell me she’s gonna be ok."

"She's going to be ok, she’s a fighter your mom, shhhh darlin" he clung his hand onto her own. Richie's gut wrenched as he wasn't totally convinced of this, he had a bad bad feeling, this was all too familiar to him.

Her eyes turned to the screaming flash of white and began to shake as it pulled into the hospital, Richie's car rigth behind it. She inhaled sharply, not wanting to go in, not wanting to face what she knew was coming. "Its' not fair, we only had a couple more days til teh wedding, she should get to be there dammit."

She held tight to Richie as he helped her from the car and walked her into the hospital. Before she knew it they were in the hall with Jon, three sentinels awaiting the moment the doctor finally exited the room.

The Doctor came out and cast his eyes on to the three of them. "CC Benson's family?" he asked

Richie took charge "Yes we are, how is she doc?" Richie asked as Frankie clung onto her.

The doctor's expression didn't flicker "She's relapsed, and she's been heavily sedated for the pain, so she's more comfortable now, but now would be the time to go and see her, her body has come to the end of its fight, and its just a matter of time, I am so sorry, but your all most welcome to stay as long as it takes, she asked to see a Jon first" he said.

Frankie’s eye's closed as heart wrenched into two pieces. She glanced up at Jon and bit back a soft cry. "Go on, make her feel better dammit, that's what superman does."

Jon winced and pulled Frankie into a hug. "I'll do my best baby girl." As he turned to walk into the room he watched Richie pull Frankie into a hug. The final sounds he heard as the door closed was Frankie’s soft broken hearted cry.

Walking over to the bed he leaned in and brushed a knuckle softly over CC's cheek. "Hey baby, I'm here."

CC opened her eyes and as she did she saw the face of a young Jersey boy she fell in love with many years ago, she started her life and now he was here at the end of it. "Hey you" she managed still being able to speak as she requested that to the doctors not to drug her too hard so she could.

"Jon, my baby, you risked everything for us, and I am so grateful you were here in the end for us all, especially me, Jon" she stopped as she felt tears slide down her face. "I am so sorry I waited so long to tell you about Frankie, but I have to say you gave me the most wonderful gift in the world, more than you will ever know, she made my life worth every minute of living it"

He leaned over pressing his forehead to hers as his lips traced hers gently. "Man, you've given me so much, I loved you from the first, and I can only thank God that you finally found me again."

She lifted her hand to his cheek and brushed it softly "I love you so much, I always have and I always will, your my Jersey boy and you've grown into a wonderful Jersey man and I am so lucky that Frankie will have you from now on, you take care of her Jon, she'll drive you crazy I know she will, but you hold on, as she’s worth every second of it baby, god I love you so much and I am going to miss those eyes"

He shook his head and forced back the tears and sighed, 'I'll miss yours more baby." His lips touched hers again as his fingers traced her cheek. "I don’t know if you ever heard it, but I wrote a song once, about the little girl I never got to know."

He managed a chuckle, "She'd kill me to know i always thought of her as a Frannie til I met her though."

She smiled "I didn’t know that Jon, you really wrote a song? I should have known, make you sure you tell her, it will show her that you thought about her all that time" CC managed a laugh "She hates being called that just FYI"

He leaned closer, his lips brushing over his ear as he softly began to sing.

Tell Frannie I'm sorry she didn't get to know her dad
I'll bet he's sorry he didn't get to know you too
Tell her there'll be people saying things that make her sad
How her daddy felt alone, how he was hurtin' bad
I guess that won't be too far from the truth
Yeah, it's lonely at the top
Happy is one thing it's not
I was jaded, suffocated; it got too hard to breathe
But never got as high as I needed to be
You know life becomes worthless when they steal your dreams
I just couldn't live with what was left for me
And I couldn't run far enough from the truth - what's the use?
Yeah, it's lonely at the top
Happy is one thing it's not
Before you know you find yourself alone and looking down
No one there can help you stop before you hit the ground
It's lonely at the top
Tell Frannie I'm sorry - I better kiss her when she cries
I'm sorry I left her, never said goodbye
Didn't mean to leave you all alone but then the music died
Though the song remains the same, I couldn't live that lie
You know that ain't too far from the truth
And you know that ain't too far from the truth
Yeah, it's lonely at the top
Happy's one thing it's not
Before you know you find yourself alone and looking down
No one there to help you stop before you hit the ground
Yeah, it's lonely at the top
Yeah, it's lonely at the top

He kissed her again gently. "Most of my good stuff was cuz of you. Shhh its our secret ok?" He managed to smile as a tear escaped his eye.

Tears stained her eyes as the melody flowed through her, sad that she had really kept her from him all those years but knowing now they were together and meant to be, she had no doubt Jon would grow to love her. She wiped it away with her finger "Same here, you take care Jon Bongiovi and know what ever happens, I love you"

He nodded as he straightened. "Always." He shook his head and forced the tears back again. "Want to see her now baby?"

"I want to see Richie first, and then Frankie" she winced a little as the pain was starting to seep through all the sedation. "Look after my baby"

He nodded "You know I will babe. You know I will." He turned and moved through the door and looked at Richie. "She wants to talk to you man." He held out his arms and waited for Richie to transfer his daughter into his care.

Richie took in horror Jon's tear stained face, he just nodded as he kissed Frankie on the forehead and passed her gently to Jon.

She curled into Jon’s arms and the tears wouldn't stop. "She's better right?? Tell me she’s better."

Jon bit back his tears as he had to tell his daughter the hardest thing. "I'm sorry baby, she's not this time" he sniffled trying to keep strong for her.

Frankie shuddered as her arms wrapped tightly around Jon and let the tears continue.

Chapter Sixty

Cc watched the scene around her and even though her insides were screaming, her outside was beaming watching her son in law to be, showing his new fiancee off to his band mates and friends. The last week had flown past and preparations for the wedding were all set for a few days later.

Unknown to most CC had felt her body start to give way, she knew it wasn’t long, but she never spoke about it. She just fought it every step way; it was not going to get in the way of this glorious night, this was all about her daughter and her fiancee and Jon, who had made the effort to bring everything together. She watched on quietly as Jon raised an eyebrow her way and came over. He could read her like a book damn it.

He slipped an arm around her and leaned closer, "You ok babe?"

She nodded "Fine baby, just tired but I will be fine" she said forcing a smile onto her lips and kissing him gently on the cheek. "Thanks for tonight, this really means a lot to her, I know it does"

He held tight to her fragile body, knowing she was lying and unable to put it to words. He chuckled softly against her ear, "You're a terrible liar. She only cares about that big guitarist and you." His hands slid over her back, able to feel the bones through her skin, "Don’t you dare lie to me, I know you’re hurting. I brought your meds just in case."

His hands sent soft shivers across her body. She knew Jon knew her too well.

"I will take some more pain killer soon, I promise after the speeches," she smiled as she stroked his face "Stop worrying" her soft eyes teasing him, as she silently held a wince of pain shooting through her.

She laughed at the jokes Richie told, her blue eyes often finding her mom and Jon. He'd been so good to her mom, and it had endeared him to her more than anything else. Her arm slid around Richie as she glanced over again. Mom was smiling, but she could see the paleness that usually said she was hurting. "Baby, let’s go over to mom a moment."

Richie excused himself from their company "Sure, Princess, everything ok?" he asked as his arm snaked around her.

She shook her head, "Not sure, she just looks kinda pale." She began the walk towards CC only to have David meet them there.

"Yooooooooo King, I have your wedding Present!" David's bright eyes and smile coasted over them all, "I hear its something you and the misses to be can't do without."

Richie just laughed "Unless you have got my cock in there then we only need each other," he winked pulling her in close but eyeing David suspiciously.

David grinned, "Maybe not that, but something just as good dude. I swear." He handed over the box and started snickering as the heavy box nearly tipped Richie over. "Go ahead, unwrap it man. You'll see its the perfect pick me up."

Frankie glanced at her mom and winked. "Well this should be good."

Richie nearly dropped the heavy box onto his foot as he lay it down.
"Jesus Joker, this your rock collection?" he asked as he started to tear the paper off the box.

"Naaah man, Its your rocks collection." David turned towards Jon and winked. "I hear its a family thing."

Richie shook his head, god knows what was in this box, as he revealed the box, Richie snorted and felt his cheeks begin to flush. "Fuck me" Richie exclaimed standing up and looking at Frankie.

Frankie took a step forward and reached into the box only to pull out a can.. "What the holy fuck?" She glanced at the label and started to laugh.

Richie roared with laughter, a carton of fuckin Campbells Chicken Noodle soup, he couldn't believe it as the whole room erupted into laughter. "I am going to kill you" he said grabbing Joker playfully by the neck and strangling him.

David squeaked and pointed at Jon, "Kill him he suggested it."

Richie released his hands and turned to Jon and laughed "You never got over finding that can of soup did ya?" he teased. "You'll always wonder what it was for" Richie teased winking at Frankie.

Jon shook his head, "It haunts me man," he shivered dramatically, "Til my dying day it will haunt me."

Richie snorted "Well thank you guys, this will keep Frankie busy when I am not at home" he joked.

Frankie managed to turn beet red, "I'll send a few with him on tour, keep him busy too." She glanced over at CC, who she'd told the secret of the can to. "Won't it mom?"

She smiled as a pain of phenomenal power slipped through her body, something was very wrong. "Absolutely baby, absolutely," she forced a smile.

Jon felt her flinch, felt her start to shake and glanced at Richie, "Bro,"

Richie saw Kidd's worried look. "What is it?"

Jon glanced at Frankie who was teasing David then back to Richie and whispered, "Call an ambulance now."

Richie's eyes widened as he realized exactly what that meant. He walked to the side and flipped open his cell phone calling one straight away as he began to feel sick at what was about to unfold.

Richie rushed to her side "The ambulance is on its way Princess" he soothed, he shook his head at David and company they politely carried on and didn’t stare.

CC felt her world spin, the pain was so excruciating she knew something was very wrong as she clung onto Jon's arms.

Frankie turned to her Mom to just in time to see CC slump in Jon's arms. "MOM!"

Chapter Fifty Nine

Richie eyed her and sat down on her chair in the room and picked up some hair magazine and flipped the pages nonchalantly.
"SO what ya doing?" he teased

She stretched slowly in the chair, her back arching slightly, "Nothing."

"Same, just sitting here and reading" he said holding all self control deep inside him as he crossed his long legs. His heat beginning to ache, as he could see the lacy skin from the corner of his eye.

She lifted her leg and propped it over the chair arm. "Finding anything good there?" Soft blue eyes turned smoky as she watched his long fingers flip through pages.

He gulped as naked leg came into view. "Yeah, thinking about getting a hair cut, there are some wonderful styles in here" he said flicking through the woman's magazine.

She stood slowly her thumbs sliding into the waistband of her panties teasingly pretending to slip the strips of lace down. "Cut your hair, get cut off from all things good."

Richie bit back a gasp as he could clearly see what she was doing so he took a new approach. He stood up and stripped his clothes off leaving himself standing naked. He walked over to her and leaned across her, his cock brushing along the top of her thigh, he grabbed the lotion and stood back squirting some into his palms.

She glanced back over her shoulder, a slight smile on her lips. "Changed your mind about the hair cut?"

"Nope" he said as he rubbed his arms to smooth the lotion down them.

She pulled her thumbs from her panties and grinned. "We can have it done the same day. I'm thinking of cutting mine for the wedding." She lifted her arms slowly and held her hair up to a short page boy length. "Bout this short."

He leaned over her growling in her ear "You know, you are never cutting that hair off, ever" he purred into her ear as he licked the lobe. His self control just like that went up in a cloud of smoke. He picked up one of her small hands and placed her thumb in his mouth and sucked gently on it, just the hint of her taste was there and sent him wild.

She whimpered softly as his tongue teased her finger. "Soo that means you're keeping yours long."
He nodded and released her thumb. "I think you like long things " he whispered as he pulled her to her feet and pushed her down on the bed followed by himself, his mouth pressing hard on her lips.

Her arms wound about his neck as her tongue flickered along his. "Mmmm, something like that."

His lips tasted her lips before sampling her neck as he tickled kisses all the way down her silken valley to her breasts. Still taken in by the glorious sight he reached behind her and freed them from their lace captive, his mouth finding the rosy tip and licking appreciatively like the cat that got the cream.

She tilted her head and slowly licked along his neck, her hands roaming from his hair down along his back as she arched and wiggled against him. She groaned as his hands, still slick with lotion began to glide over her skin, heating her up and driving her shit bent crazy.

Richie left her breasts and floated his mouth across her skin down her bikini line licking along the curve he tugged with his fingers her panties as they slipped off her thighs and down her legs he followed them with his mouth, kissing, nipping and licking as he went.

She lost herself in the sensation of his lips and hands as her eyes closed, her ever present need raging to near out of control bounds. As his hands slipped up along her inner thighs only to teasingly brush over her mound she bit her lip and groaned.

His tongue found her burning heat as he lapped it up like fire on his tongue licking and teasing his way up her slick lips to her bud teasing and sucking gently., as his hands roamed across her body finding her breasts caressing, tweaking and brushing his thumb across her nipples he began to beg her body to cum.

She tumbled into the abyss, her soft whimpers turning to cries as his mouth drove her towards the place that held only them. Her hands lit down on his head before holding him tighter to her. "Please.."

He moved away from her mound and trailed back up her body to slide on top of her, his ever growing need of desire was at breaking point. "I cant hold much longer, you make me crazzzy" he whispered as he slid into her and wrapped her legs gently around his waist.

Shudders began to race over her body as he wrapped her legs around his waist, his lips tormenting hers with gentle kisses as his hands paid homage to her skin. "I never can around you either." Her moans fell from her lush lips as she felt him begin to move.

Rolling into deeply he felt himself begin to penetrate her walls, "God damnn" he muttered as he continued to thrust, every inch of himself going into her and back out, his mouth hungrily invaded her wanting more, as his tongue danced over hers, his moans became whimpers as he began to build.

She arched against him, one leg sliding up a bit on his back causing a deeper thrust as she whined against his lips. Slender hands slid along his back to cup his ass before roaming back up into his hair.

He drove into her harder and faster, grunts filled his throat as he his body began to surge in the swell only she could cause. "Ces, god, baby.........fuck" he bucked as his need took over sending him to another zone.

She screamed as he filled her and spilled into her, her body responding to him with a overwhelming tight pulsing. "Oh god."

He panted as he relented his need, deep shaky breaths echoed onto her lips as he slumped down on her. "Jesus, I may need to take life insurance out, you're gonna kill me Princess"

Glazed blue eyes focused on him, "YOU need it?? Hell so do I."

"Well we can get a two for the price of one" he chuckled as he rolled onto his back taking her with her settling her into his chest.

She lay her head on his chest and sighed softly. "I do love you."

"I love you too Princess, now and forever" he whispered as he pulled her tightly.

Chapter Fifty Eight

The chime alerted them to someone at the door. Standing Frankie quickly adjusted the covers around CCs legs and smiled. "That's gotta be our shopping day coming to us. It still amazes me what Jon and Richie can do." She moved to the door opening it and stood back her glance moving to her mother wide-eyed as rack after rack of dresses was pushed through the door. "Mom do they not understand simple?"

CC laughed as she lay back and watched her daughter bring the dresses in, and lay them out on the chairs she had positioned. Shopping day didn’t quite happen as they intended, CC's condition was deteriorating, physically she was growing weaker and weaker, she tried to remain in high spirits especially since Richie and Jon had gone to so much trouble to bring the shops to them so CC could help Frankie decide on a gown.

"They just want to spoil you, and Holy Hanna, is that a Vera Wang?" she asked as Frankie lifted one silken white dress out. These boys really had spared no expense, these dresses were worth thousands.

Frankie stood amongst the yards and yards of silk, chiffon satin and lace. "MOmmmmmmmmmmm! There’s nothing simple about these dresses!"

CC laughed "They are gorgeous though Frankie, and you know it takes a beautiful woman to pull off one of these" she watched in amazement there had to be at least thirty dresses in the room. "Which one do you like?"

Frankie slumped beside her mom and started to twitter hysterically. "All of them."

CC shook her head "They are all magnificent, there must be one Princess-ish though, I think he'd get a kick out of that"

An hour and 29 dresses later Frankie was starting to curse magnificently. "Last one, and if it don’t work I’m wearing jeans mom. I swear!" She slowly slipped into the dress and waited while the saleslady laced the back. Turning towards her mom she tilted her head with the ages old question in her eyes. "Well?"

CC watched her turn around and a vision of lace and chiffon took over her, it was perfect, she looked like she was fresh out of a fairytale, long laces held the back together, and small lace shoulder straps held a lacy bodice that cascaded over the flowing skirt of the dress.
Tears of pride slipped into her eyes "That's the one Princess, that is THE one"

Frankie nodded then smiled. "yeah, he wanted a princess, this actually makes me look like one."

She quickly slipped out of the dress and watched as the saleslady wrapped it carefully. "I'll just go hide this in . shit mom where can I hide it?? I don’t want him seeing it til the day."

She grinned then and looked at the sales lady, "If you’ll just hang it on that rack in the first bedroom on the left?" As the saleslady moved down the hall Frankie giggled. "He wont ever go into YOUR room mom."

She nodded and grinned "No he wont for sure" she laughed as she watched her daughter. "Sooooo Ms Frankie, there is something I have been meaning to ask you about Mr. Sambora" she smirked.

She plopped down on the couch beside her mom, still in her panties and bra. "What's that mom?"

"How is he? You know, back in the day there used to be rumors around about him"

Frankie’s eyes widened. "MOM!" She blushed to the roots of her hair.

"Oh now come on, you know we always talk like this, I just want to know... I could tell you about Jon, but somehow I don’t think you want to hear it" she grinned/

"Ewwww mom!!! He might be Jon Bongiovi, he might.. OH GOD NO MOM!!!" Frankie made brilliantly mimicked choking noises. She finally quit laughing then wrinkled her brows. "Not sure what rumors you heard mom. But if your asking is he good? Hell yeah."

CC raised an eyebrow "Oh I knew that, and one of the reasons is he is well, equipped in that area. Back when we were young, he'd always tease Jon that if I saw it, it would win me over, thank god eh, or Richie could of been your father" she snorted choking on her laugh.

Frankie paled, "Ok that’s just so wrong on so many levels. There’s no way to measure just how wrong that is." She shook her head as the thought ran through her mind. "Well, ok lets see, he loves making love, any place any time, goes forever, takes a nap and he’s ready to go again. And built? Oh mom.. yes, and then some."

CC laughed "I know, I know I shouldn’t have gone there. Well I am glad he's good, I can tell by his gentle manner he would be, I always thought that, gotta make sure my daughter is being satisfied you know" she winked.

"I know from the looks of things so many people will wonder.. cuz of his age and mine and everything. But he does make me happy mom. If it weren’t for him, hell even being Jon's daughter doesn’t.. well.. it doesn’t make things go away, but Richie?? I forget everything when he’s around. He’s larger than life, ya know?"

CC nodded "I know that feeling, and I know you've had your differences with Jon, but just know he, along with you is probably the reason I have lasted so long, he's injected so much life into me in the last couple of months" she said honestly. "Just don’t forget that"

"I know Mom, and if I didn't have any other reason to like him, well that would be the one thing I loved him for. But hey he took Richie on his vacation, and I met him, so even though we butt heads and argue more often than not, I do actually sorta like him some." Frankie watched as the final rack of dresses slid towards the door. "He’s really an ok guy, for all his bossiness."

A soft husky chuckle filtered over them. "So you DO like me huh?" Jon grinned and walked around to the front of the couch Richie in tow. "So we missed the fittings?"

Frankie screeched and scrambled for the end of her mom's cover. "JON!"

Jon whirled around to face the balcony his face a deep shade of red. "FUCK warn me next time."

Richie chuckled but didn’t pull his gaze away from Frankie admiring her slender form he knew so well. "So I assume that’s not what you are wearing right?" he teased licking his lips.

She glanced up at Richie and huffed, "No and don’t even think you'll get a view til you see me walking towards you that day." Frankie slid a leg from under the cover and rubbed along Richie's leg. "Might be what you see AFTER though."

Jon moved towards the kitchen muttering, "I’m not safe, even in my own fucking house I'm not safe. God save me from daughter's old enough to give me a heart attack."

Richie waggled his eyebrows "Well I was thinking you'd be wearing less than that darlin" he purred.

CC watched them and rolled her eyes, her eyes wandered down Richie and clearly he was pitching at tent for the night, she struggled to her feet and walked into the kitchen. "Some ones camping out," she chuckled reaching for her pills and a drink.

Jon rolled his eyes, "Why did I even try to tell them to behave in this house?" He wrapped his arms around CC and sighed. "She’s gonna turn me grey prematurely."

"Least she's happy, but you're right I think you need to invest in thicker walls in the coming months honey," she chuckled looking out to the day, the sun was beginning to set. "Can we go for a drive, you know just somewhere and park up and talk, I just want to enjoy outside for a little" she said resting her head against his chest.

"Sure baby. Just get dressed. It will keep us from hearing the mattress Olympics too." Jon chuckled.

She laughed as she walked away to the bedroom looking forward to enjoying something as simple as a sunset tonight.

Richie eyed Jon and CC and watched him nod and send her to the bedroom, Jon was gathering his keys and cell phone and wallet. "Going somewhere?" he asked innocently.

Jon glanced up and shook his head, Frankie was in Richie's arms giggling with Richie headed towards the hall. "Out and about, sunsets to see, mattress Olympics to avoid Bro."

"Have fun!" he called as he slammed the door to Frankie’s room closed.

Chapter Fifty Seven

Frankie glanced towards his voice then started walking, her eyes taking in the apartment. As she hit the bedroom door she glanced at her mom and snorted, "And you said he was just some normal guy from Jersey."

CC laughed "Well he is at heart, but he knows how to live well.” CC winked from her position in the huge King sized bed.

Frankie walked over to Richie and smiled. "I think I have a room somewhere in this maze. Wanna help me find it?"

"In a minute Princess. I just asked your Mom and J-Dad, for your hand in marriage and they agreed, so I thought it was the opportune time to give you this" he handed her a navy velvet small box.

Her gaze flickered over to Jon a moment before moving to CC. Jon had agreed? "He actually agreed? Gave his blessing?" She took the box slowly and flipped the little lid her eyes going wide. "I...."

"He did, with a condition or two of kicking my ass if I hurt you" he chuckled. "Do you like it? I thought it was totally you, well us" he softly spoke.

She studied the ring, and understood in that moment exactly what it represented, a heart shaped ruby representing Richie surrounded by the brilliance of diamonds in a paisley setting. Their birthstones and what they represented, heart and sun, love and forever, wrapped in white gold. "Its.. beautiful Prince." She held the box back to him along with her ring hand, a teary-eyed smile on her face.

He took the ring and slowly slipped it onto her left ring finger, perfectly. He pulled her in and kissed her on the lips full before pulling away and addressing the room "Do I have good taste or what?"

"In women or rings bro?" Jon smirked. It's less ostentatious than usual considering who you are."

"Both actually Kidd, both, and its just perfect for my princess, just perfect" he replied pulling her in close.

CC watched the scene before her, happy that her daughter was over the moon and her biggest fear of leaving her in this world alone was over, between Richie and Jon, she knew that she would be in good hands. The tears slipped to her eyes unannounced as she realized that possibly she wouldn't live to see the day her little girl walked down the isle, it was always a reality but it just hit her now as she watched the happy scene unfold in front of her.

Frankie moved over to the bed and sat next to her mom and held out her hand. "Can ya believe it?"

CC smiled through her tears "I can believe it honey, you deserve it, and its beautiful, just beautiful" as she inspected it closely, it was no doubt a ring worthy of her daughter's love. "I am so happy for you Frankie, I truly am" tears slipped down her cheeks.

She leaned into her mom and smiled. "Ya know what this means?"

"What's that?" she asked smiling back.

"Girl's day out! We have shopping to do."

CC laughed "Now that we do, no expense will be spared for my daughter, she will have the best wedding dress anyone has ever seen" she vowed.

“Mom, nothing fancy. Ok?" She glanced at Richie for help. "just a small wedding ok?"

Richie nodded "Absolutely, just a small thing us and a few others, and maybe soon" he suggested as he saw how CC had looked at Frankie with veiled sadness, and he knew why.

Frankie wrapped her arms around Richie as she smiled. "Right, simple and soon. So soon's ya feel up to it Mom we have shopping to do."

She nodded "Sure, I am feeling pretty good these last few days so any day soon is fine by me, you go get yourself sorted and settled in with Richie baby, and then we'll have coffee and talk shopping" she winked as she waited for Richie to lead her out.

She watched Richie lead her out and close the door behind them, CC looked at Jon, and she couldn't help but dissolve into tears. All her illness she refused to think life was unfair, but suddenly she felt very short changed.

Jon moved to the bed quickly and pulled her into his arms. "We'll get it planned and fast baby, I don't want you to miss this. I know, I know.. it hurts. God I would take this from you if I Could."

She nodded and held onto him "I know, I always knew this would happen and thought I was prepared to face it, god, I am so happy for her, more than anything I am happy for her, I just wish, I don't want to die Jon" she admitted for the first time to anyone, she admitted it.

"I Don’t want you too either babe. They're making advances every day in research. Maybe you'll get lucky." He held her tight as she cried, his own eyes spilling over at the unfairness of it all. " We have right now, that’s all any of us are promised. We'll just make the best of it."

CC nodded, pulling her inner strength back from deep within, she knew she had to try and be strong for Frankie and she wanted Frankie to remember these times as happy times for the rest of her life. She closed her eyes content just to cry her fears and inhibitions away, she had to be strong, she had to for her girl.

"You don’t have to be strong around me baby. This is your safe room." He watched as she pulled the tears back and became Ceece again. "THIS is where you let it all go. I'll be your strength." His lips pressed to her hair as his tears wet the silken strands. "Don't pretend around me."

She nodded holding him tighter, thankful that he'd been here all these last months, she was able to lean to him for his support and not burden Frankie with it all. "You’ve been so wonderful to Frankie and Me, Jon, I don’t know how we can ever repay you for what you've done. I know I wouldn’t have made it this far without you" she whispered as she found his chest though his shirt and pressed her lips against it, she needed to be taken away from it all again, and he was willing to do that for her. "Make me forget Jon" she pleaded as her hands slipped down his body.

He twisted quickly and pulled her gown from her body before laying her down. With feather light kisses and touches he once again began to make her feel alive.

Chapter Fifty Six

Richie watched as the familiar streets of NY went rushing by on their way to Jon's penthouse which would be Frankie's new home. She was apprehensive, he knew, but he knew that in time it was the right place for her to be, she needed to be with family, and Jon was all she would had, apart from him. A small smile slipped onto his lips as he remembered he was now an engaged man.

The limo driver pulled into a parking space downtown Manhattan, Richie turned to face Frankie "I just need to grab something out of here Princess, I won't be five minutes darlin" he kissed her gently as he climbed out of the limo and quickly concealed himself as he walked into the jewelers.

He knew as soon as Frankie had accepted his proposal what ring he was going to buy her, it was perfect just like her and he couldn’t wait for her to see it, but he wanted to ask CC officially for her hand in marriage before doing so, and Jon, he shuddered at the thought wondering how his best friend would react to the news as he paid for the jewelry and slipped back into the limo discretely.
She glanced up as he slipped into the limo. "Get your business taken care of Prince?"

He nodded trying to hide the knowing smile escaping his lips.
"All sorted Princess, all sorted" he smiled as he took her hand as the journey continued to the apartment complex.

As the limo pulled up to the building Frankie looked out the window and winced. "Please tell me it’s not the penthouse??" She was a simple girl, the thought of living somewhere ritzy or rock-starrish was making her even more antsy.

Richie snorted "Its Jon, its the penthouse, relax its kinda homely, for a penthouse, its got everything"

She shook her head as they exited the limo. "It wont have you." Her words were muffled as she pressed closer to him. "I can't see you staying over constantly, no matter how I might want ya to."

He hooked his arm around her and pulled her closely. "Ah but I do have a plan Princess, you see there is this little thing called a wedding, and once that happens, you ain’t stayin with Daddy, so consider your rescue from the Evil tower not too far away," as he led her into the lift.

She snorted softly, "Only to be holed up in YOUR Philly tower.. right?" She winked his way as she stepped into the elevator.

Richie's mind calculated "We'’ll see, when we go back on the road, I want you there Princess but as a band we decide things like that, so I am sure I can win over Teek and David" he chuckled.

"Oh glory, traveling non stop with the male parental figure. Sounds like fun Mr. Sambora." She took a deep breath as the doors opened to the Penthouse. "Holy shit, its huge."

"Honeys we're home," Richie announced to the room to see if CC and Jon were around.

Frankie punched Richie's shoulder lightly. "Only you." She walked in and glanced around, "Mom? Jon?"

Richie looked around and noticed Jon's bedroom door closed. "Wait here Princess, just in case, you know" he chuckled as he went to the door and knocked lightly.

Jon glanced over to CC and groaned, "He has the fucking timing of a dodo bird."

CC laughed as Jon pulled away from her and pulled his jeans back on.
"Well it makes a change ya know, its usually you catching him," she laughed as she snuggled back down into the bed. The new pain treatment was working a well and she felt better than ever.

Jon stomped over to the door and whipped it open. "Ok your home so?" Blue eyes raked over a foolishly grinning Richie. "What break the fucking plane or something?"

Richie's gaze skittled past Jon to CC in bed and looked down Jon’s half naked body. "I just knew it" Richie said with a cheeky grin. "You dirty dawg"

Jon shook his head, "Takes one to know one Bro."

"Well your daughter is here safe and sound but listen I need to talk to you both for a minute if that's ok" he said seriously.

Jon's brow arched slightly, "Well I know you aren’t gonna ask me if you can fuck in MY house right?"

Frankie wandered around the living room shaking her head at the immenseness of the place before moving to the balcony. Shit for a average Jersey guy he sure knew how to live rich.

Richie snorted, he was almost tempted to say that he wouldn’t bother asking him for that permission but he thought best not to considering what he was about to do. He walked in and closed the door and sat on the edge his bed by CC. "Well, I just thought since you are the parents I need to tell, sorry I need to ask you... for Frankie's hand in marriage" he said as he took CCs hand in his own "I love your daughter like no one I have ever loved before, and I would give my life to protect her in a heartbeat" he solemnly swore.

Jon shook his head slightly, "If you think that’s gonna get you my permission to pollute my house with noise your sooo wrong Dean."

CC looked at Richie, and saw the love and adoration for her daughter there, she knew he was serious, and she knew how Frankie felt about him, she waited for Jon to continue.

Richie looked at Jon "Frank, I am not talking about sex here, I am talking about taking care of your daughter for the rest of my life, yes we will be having sex but it goes deeper than that," Richie shook his head, he could be such as ass sometimes.
Jon grinned his mega watt grin. "WOULD YOU wanna hear Ava having sex non stop man?"

Richie shook his head "Well no, I wouldn’t, but I have to learn that she will... one day.... twenty, thirty years from now I hope," he laughed but then continued "I will be discreet, we both will, when you are here, and besides once we are married, she'd be living with ME" he pointed out nodding.

Jon closed his eyes. He knew this was a deal breaker. If he EVER wanted Frankie to see him as more than the man who disrupted his world he had to be agreeable. "Well If CC gives you her blessing, then I can do no less, but Dean? I'll stomp your ass into next year if she’s not happy all the time."

CC watched as Richie looked at her with his big puppy dog brown eyes, a light smirk on his lips. "God how can I say no to that?" she laughed, she put her hand on Richie's knee. "Of course you can Richie I would be so happy for her to end up with someone like you but a Jon said if you ever hurt her, I give him full permission to kick your butt ok?" she asked, Richie smiled and embraced her

"You won’t regret it CC, I promise, she's my princess now and I will take care of her forever" he whispered. He got back up off the bed and held his hand out to Jon. "Thank you Kidd" he said putting it out to shake his hand.

Jon reached out and grabbed his hand then pulled him into a hug. "Your a lucky fucker you know that?"

Richie snorted "I do know that but not as lucky as your daughter, ya know" he said wiggling his eyebrows. He decided it was time to give her the ring that he'd just picked up, he opened the door back to the apartment and called her.
"Come in here darlin" he winked.

Chapter Fifty Five

Soft moans ripped from her throat as he leaned her back, her hands moving to tangle in his silky hair. AS his hand reached forward to pull one leg over a shoulder she arched forward on a cry. "godddd Prince."

His tongue swirled in her pool of innocence as he lapped up the juices, she tasted so sweet and so good, his thumbs still working their magic on her breasts, he bit down gently on her bud and plunged his tongue in deeper feeling her clench around him.
She whimpered softly as his tongue worked its magic, her body and soul needing more, needing the fullness, needing the hardness.. "Richie please.."

He pulled away finally as he steered her away from the wall and onto the couch that was covered in a sheet, pushing her down he laid her down gently, while he disposed of his clothes, leaning over her he kissed her gently on the lips, his tongue breeching her lips letting her taste herself on her lips.
"I want you so much darlin, so much"

She looked up at him with eyes dazed and fire bright with passion, "I want you, need you, crave you.. I can't live without you anymore."

"You don't ever have to, I promise you that" he whispered as he entered her slick exterior taking him in inch by inch, he moaned as her tight walls clamped around his cock. "Sooo tight, so fuckin tight" he mumered.

Her leg wrapped around his waist as her cries rained out into the room., cries that turned into screams as his length plunged deeper. "Thank god, jesus thank you.."

His hands buried in her hair as he devoured her mouth with his own.
Slowly he rose above her and pulled out of her nearly all the way and drove straight back into her with a force but stopped again.

She shattered bit by bit as each plunge drove her closer to the edge, her mind completely wrapped up in the moment and the man. Petite hands grasped biceps as lips slid over his chest, tasting, licking and nibbling. "Richieeeeeeeeeeeeeee.."

"God princess what you do to meee" he groaned as her hands and lips rained down on his body sending his mind into overdrive. He thrust in and out of her again picking up his rhythm this time. "Fuck" he grunted as his hips rolled into her, his sweat trickling down his forehead.

Her hands held tightly to him as he pushed her back against the couch harder, his hand slipping to pull her other leg around his waist. She arched and met each thrust with an abandon unlike any other time before as each thrust, each grunt shattered all the control she had.

She whimpered as he slowed, her walls clinching tight around him as she fell over the edge into a release, her breathing shallow as dazed eyes looked up. He was still hard, still inside of her and grinning like a loon. "Richie?"

"What princess" he gasped his hair sticking to his face.

Tender hands reached up to brush hair from his face as her heart thundered and her pulse raced beneath her skin. She couldn’t speak as his hips flexed again, the only sound she could make was a whimpered moan.

"You gonna say Yes now?" he asked with a wicked grin as he flexed in and out of her again once.

Her brow arched as soft cry left her, "Yes about?"

"Marry me" he said another sharp thrust and then stopped.

She whined softly as he stopped, her body throbbing with indescribable need. "I said I’d be your roommate."

"I want you to be my wife, please Ces, I know you want to" he said as he drew in and out once more, wincing his own pleasure away.

She groaned as she felt his heat slide slowly inside of out then nearly all the way out. "You... you.. blackmail.. thats what it is."

"You don’t want this every day of your life?" he asked again as he slowly rolled into her deeper this time.

She arched nearly double as his slow thrust drove her into a shuddering release, her eyes going glassy with emotion, "Mayyyyyyybe."

He propped out and pulled out almost till his tip reached her entrance and then drilled back down. "Sorry I didn’t hear ya" he teased.

She closed her eyes as she tilted her head, her lips gliding over the silken sweaty skin. "Perhappppppppps."

He grinned devilishly as he wriggled inside of her and slumped down, huffing on her neck, and closed his eyes pretending to sleep.

She arched up against him, desperate, "Richie pleaseeeeeeee."

A mock snore ripped from his throat as he just slightly wriggled.

She groaned softly, ohhh ok ok already, YES!"

He pulled up to life his eyes shining down at her. "Really?"

A smile shone in her dazed blue eyes, "Yes really."

He kissed her hard on the lips "You won’t ever regret it" his thrust into her didn’t stop this time as he kept on going. Grunting, and moaning his lips filled with soft moans of her name.

Shivers raced over her body as she began to tremble within his build up; her eyes closed tight as her hands slid along his spine to cup his ass. Soft screams fell to urge him on as she tumbled head long into the pits of passion, his thrusts driving her into frenzy, his kisses burning through to her soul. "yessss Richie... oh yesssss."

"God Cesss" he hissed as he gave way, the floodgates finally breeching his restraint as he let his love flow inside of her; collapsing on top of her he tried to catch his breath. He swept her hair back and looked into her eyes. "You will not regret it, one bit" he promised as he sealed his promise with a kiss.

She held tightly too him as her shudders slowly gave way to peace. "Never thought I would, not for one second."

Chapter Fifty Four

She wandered from room to room, her hand lightly brushing over walls or doors as she remembered. Her entire life had been spent inside these walls. For as long as she could remember her bedroom was exactly 3 paces to the right from Mom.

Summer days spent running the beach while mom grilled for the neighboring kids, baking in the afternoon when classes were out, stilted dates and fractured proms had all been lived through in these walls. So much was passing into non existence, this one last thing was almost more than she could bear.

Mom was dying, things were getting closer every day, even packing her up to go to New York had taken so much out of her, but the hospital there could help a little, hell to be honest, just being around Jon was giving her reason to hang in there. Jon made her laugh and it was like the cancer didn't exist. If she was gonna love him for any reason it would be taht more than anything else.

She glanced at her watch, a soft sigh escaping her. Jon and Mom had flown on to New York the day before, the last of the boxes had been packed on teh truck, and Richie had finally had to take Ava home. He'd be here soon, and she'd walk out those doors for the final time, into an uncertain future, a life without mom, and yet, a future that held one certain thing. Jon.

Jon? well he was in her future too, there was no longer any way around it. He'd firmly established himself somehow as a parental type, one she chafed against and fought with more than not, but a presence to not be ignored. The only other thing that she took with her from this place, other than memory, was teh relationship she'd found with Richie. and that above all other things was what she could look forward too.

Richie had settled in Ava at home and had a long conversation with Heather and everything seemed settled again, He sighed as he arrived back at the house where he was meeting Frankie.

He knew that this would be tough on Frankie but he vowed to support his princess, CC was growing weaker, it was only a matter of time, and he knew that time was going to be the hardest in his girl's life and he vowed to be there as much as possible.

As he walked back into the empty house he saw Frankie standing there looking out the window deep in thought. God she was beautiful. He crept up behind him as she didn’t hear him come in and snaked his arms around her waist. "Hey beautiful" he whispered.
She squealed and turned wrapping her arms around him tightly. "I’m so glad your back."

"Me too" his face burying in her curly hair. "You ok Ces?" he asked knowing that this had to be hard on her.

She pressed closer to him and thought of lying for all of two seconds. "Not really. Spent my whole life here ya know?"

"And you would only be human love thinking like that, but you know this is a new chapter, we close a door and somewhere, someone opens a window" he chuckled.

She managed a laugh, "Yeah but did the window HAVE to be to HIS apartment?? " she glanced up into Richie's eyes. "I mean no independence at all anymore. I can just see staying out all night around him. Even though I'm nearly twenty five I can hear him, "You're not gonna do like I did. what's he think I am twelve?"

Richie laughed "It wont be that way forever, I cant lie and tell you he wont be all protective as I know he will be, but he'll learn in time and least I am here now, so he trusts me with you finally I think so that’s something right?"

She shook her head, "well that is the one bonus to things. He's finally getting the point about what we feel isn’t some brief thing, at least as far as I'm concerned." she glanced up at him as she laid it on the line, and in some odd way offered him an out if needed.

Richie saw her offer, he stood in front of her and held her hands in his and bent down on one knee and looked into her soft blue eyes. "Frankie Benson, will you do me the honor of marrying me?" he asked.

She blinked once and looked down into his earnest brown eyes. "You don't have to ask me that Richie."

"I wouldn’t ask if it I didn’t mean it Princess, honestly, I wouldn’t" he said as he stroked her hand. "In all my life I have never found someone that makes me want to be so free and have so much fun, you make me wanna be a better man Ces" honestly shone from his heart.

"How can ya be free if you get .." She shook her head, "You don’t need to marry me, Id stay with ya regardless."

"I want to marry you, and because I WANT to, no other reason Ces, none"

She started to giggle, a gentle giggle that grew into a huge laugh. "You wanna be his son in law???"

Richie's eyes widened "Oh shit!" he exclaimed starting to laugh, it had never occurred to him that is how it would work till right now. He stood up "I take it back, I take it back nooo way" he teased joking.

She arched a brow and grinned, "You could call him dad."

Richie shook his head "The day I call Kidd Dad, is the day.... oh my god, no way, the guys would never let that one go, ever" he conjured up all the Davidisms in his head.

She nodded, "So you see there’s all sorts of wrinkles to marrying me Richie."

He smiled but pulled her close "All that aside believe it or not, I still want to, I really do, but you just think on it Princess, but know I mean it"

She, pulled him closer "I’d love too Richie, as a roommate I gotta admit to preferring you over Jon. Your hella lot more fun."

"I can do a lot of things Jon can't ya know, oh god I did not just go there," he chuckled as he pulled her in tightly.

She winced, "I don’t wanna know."

"No you don't princess" he said as he pulled her in close and softly brushed his lips across hers a mischievous smile breaking out on his face.

She sighed into the kiss as her hands wrapped around his neck, her lips pressing against his gently. "Mmm I do love your kisses. "

His hands roamed down her sides to her short jeans she was wearing and slowly unbuckled them sliding them down her legs as he fell to his knees, reaching from behind her he steered her into him bringing her precious bundle towards his hungry mouth. His tongue laced lightly over the mound as his hands gripped her ass.

She gasped as her knees nearly buckled, "Fuck I love how ya do that too."

He started slowly walking on his knees leaning her back to the wall pressing her lightly against it to brace her, his hands roamed up the tight halter neck she had on, finding room to slide his hands up her top his fingers grasped her bare flesh until he found her soft cups, rubbing his thumbs gently over her pert nipples. his tongue delve back into the fire, finding her aching bud as he licked and nibbled gently

Chapter Fifty Three

He slipped inside the bedroom door and watched CC as she rested on the bed. She looked angelic lying there, her hair spread out around her face like a halo. Stripping out of his shirt he moved towards the bed, toeing off his boots as he walked. Slipping onto the end of the bed he knelt and carefully lifted one leg his lips beginning to nibble along her ankle. "Ceece baby, wake up..."
She murmured as she became aware of her leg being moved, opening one eye she gazed down and saw Jon's half naked form devouring her leg.
"Just what are you up to Bongiovi? Don't you know there are children in the house" she teased.

Jon's lips slid up along her calf to her knee as his tongue flickered over teh crease. "yeah well Sambora and Frankie can just close their ears."

"Good to see your persistence hasn’t changed over the years" she winked as she moved her other foot to slowly rub against his crotch.

His hands slid up along her legs reaching for her panties and slowly sliding them down, his nose and lips nuzzling along her core. His tongue flickered out quickly to lightly taste her, his hands sliding up to cup her breasts. "You smell like heaven Ceece."

Her head sank back into the pillow "You feel like it" she gasped as her hands slid down and swept through honey brown hair. His touch was driving her wild, who needed morphine when they could just bottle this, she chuckled lightly.

He nosed his way up over her mound to her belly, "What's funny Ceece?" His lips continued the kisses as he continued the slide above her, his hips arching slightly to tease but not enter.

She reached up and kissed him lightly on the lips getting lost in the blue pools of desire that hovered above her. "I was just thinking, who needs morphine when they just need to bottle you and inject it" she teased lightly as her hands roamed down his toned sides over his tight ass and slipped around to softly cup him.

His lips kissed a trail of desire and when he reached her ear lobe he whispered with a chuckle, "This bad medicine is all for you baby." Moving to her lips he slowly inch by painstaking inch seated himself deep inside of her. "Only you."

She groaned as he filled her slowly his man flesh sliding into her each excruciating inch she felt him fill her. "I love your bad medicine, I really do......." she closed her eyes and took herself away from here, just her and Jon mattered, this was a place where there was no pain, no cancers, no angst, just this.

He groaned as he slowly flexed his hips, his hands sliding under her hips to pull her higher on his thighs. He rotated each plunge as the sweat began to bead on his brow.

His thumb slid slowly over the crease of her leg and down to her clit as he started to massage slowly, each movement set to drive her higher than she'd been before.

Her hands snaked around his neck as he drove her deeper and deeper in a certainty of pleasure. As she felt his thumb join the assault she gasped. "Jonnny, my precious Jonny" she whispered raggedly. Each thrust and each flick of his thumb sent her reeling into the stratosphere. Hooking one of her legs around his waist she felt him go deeper.

He leaned in as her leg wrapped around him, his hips beginning the final assault as his movements began to flow faster. His lips again moved to hers as his tongue slid inside to mimic the movements of his cock. "Sooo good Ceece,"

She hummed in response as the waves got higher, and higher. "Jonnnn, oh Sweet lord......." she panted as he took her higher and higher the urge to scream became more and more, she buried her face into his shoulder as she muffled a scream of unbridled pleasure as it washed over her.

"That's it Ceece baby, let go." His mouth roamed to her breasts and slowly inhaled a nipple, his teeth grazing lightly before sucking gently. His thumb pressed down along her clit before moving away, as his hips plunged harder, faster driving her to the brink and beyond.

"Goddd" she cried as her whole world went a blinding white, all that was coherent to her was his feeling on her body, the sensations on her nipple and the way her walls convulsed around his cock sent her over the edge. Her hands gripped his shoulders as her nails dug into them, the slick sweat from thier bodies sliding between them. "I'mmmmm" as her whole world shook.

He plunged and paused as she clinched around him her pulsing walls milking him dry as he spilled inside of ehr. Groaning his head fell to lie on her shoulder, his breaths ragged and uneven. "Fuck woman."

She groaned and then chuckled "Yeah you do that pretty well I must say, fuck woman" she stroked his hair softly as he caught his breath.

He slumped beside her and pulled her tight too him as he started to laugh. "Ceece you are something else."

She snuggled into his warmth that was growing so familar to her again, scared to lose it forever, she knew would one day, but for now she was just content to.
"I love you Jon" she murmured into his furry chest.

A smile brightened his face as her words pushed away the fear of losing her. "Love you too Ceece, always have, always will."

"Always" she managed to say before sleep claimed her in her one true loves arms.

Chapter Fifty Two

"Goddd Ces" he breathed rolling his hips deep within her forgetting anyone else existed.

She pressed her mouth into his shoulder muffling the moans that kept escaping her as he drilled her into the mattress and over the edge for the third time. Her hips rose to meet his as her slender hands held tight to his back. A sudden forceful plunge had her biting down as a soft scream was lost in his skin.

He hissed as she bit down on his shoulder the pain soon lost in his own orgasm as she groaned into the sheets just by her head. "Fucccck" he cried as he came.

A weary exhaustion played over her body as her eyes glowed with satisfaction as she lightly licked and kissed where she had bitten down. "Uhh, sorry bout that." She stretched slightly the cotton of the sheet rubbing over her back. "I think we got a bit energetic?"

Richie looked down at his shoulder and laughed. "I hope it scars so then I have something of you to take with me everywhere" he said as he leaned in and sealed their desires with a long kiss, his own body and mind exhausted and hazy.

"I know we could both sleep, but I think there’s someone out there waiting on you lover." Frankie grinned and wiggled from beneath him and walked over to the closet quickly dressing in a pair of white shots and halter top to match. Turning around she moved back to him. "You gonna get up?"

He groaned and sank back into the bed briefly before finding a busrt of energy.
"Yep I am coming Princess" he said as he hobbled to get up and stepped into some jeans and pulled on a tee-shirt.

She moved to the door and opened it, before glancing back at him and winking. "Well this should be interesting." She moved into the living room and winked at Jon on her way to the kitchen for something cool to drink. "Want anything Jon, Richie?"

Jon glanced up and over at her as she walked before his gaze returned to the TV only to stop and look back again. Standing up he walked over to Frankie and looked a bit closer. "What the?" He turned to look at Richie one brow arched.

Richie looked down at her back and his eyes widened, it was all harshly red, kind of like carpet burn, except it was door burn. "Oh shit girl you're back," Richie said as he looked at her back. He glanced at Jon’s displeased look. Ok that so wasn’t good.

Frankie turned two glasses of cold soda in hand, her gaze moving to Jon's face quizzically, "What about it? Nothing like a little SUNburn right Jon?" Her eyes flicked towards Ava as she grinned. "We've all had a bit of that in our time right?"

Jon grumbled, she had him, he couldn't say shit. His eyes began to glitter as he leaned forward and whispered softly to the both of them. "Ya got me on that Frankie, as long as it stays at sunburn level we'll all be ok." He turned to Richie a shit eating grin on his face. "But you? YOU get to explain the can of soup."

Richie snorted "I don't want to give away my secrets you know, oh my god Kidd, did you touch it?" he asked devilishly his eyes growing wider.

Jon winced, "Hell yeah I had too along with assorted clothing before Ava, remember her, came in." His mind ran straight to where his own personal devil wanted it to go, straight into a gutter. "Oh god I did touch it."

Frankie nearly died laughing as she leaned in and grinned, "Was it as good for you touching it as it was for me Dad?"

Richie choked on his drink spraying it all over his top. "Owned Kidd, totally owned by YOUR daughter none the less." Richie snorted as his laughter exploded outwards.

Jon's perfect white teeth snapped together as he blistered them both with a look. "Ahh fuck ya, I disown ya both." He turned and started walking to CC's room. "I’m going where someone has some sense in this place!" Walking into her room he shut the door and leaned against it. Yeah, he was gonna kill them both.

Richie held up his hand to Frankie "High Five Princess," he laughed.

She slapped his palm and laughed, "He's sooo easy." She picked up her glass and wrapped her free arm around his waist. "Let’s go pretend to watch TV and zone out on the couch."

"Sounds like a plan to me, me and my two favorite girls" he said as they walked back in.

Chapter Fifty One

Frankie's eyes shot to Richie’s face as she felt the doorknob twisting against her skin. "FUCK!"

"I know Ces, oh goddd fuck yesssssssss" Richie started to go as he found his center and let rip into her.

His final push sent her soaring the door knob forgotten as she fell into the abyss with him, "Oh god Princeeeeeeeeee."

Jon groaned, Goddammit against the fucking door too? Where wouldn’t the two bunnies do things? Reaching up he pounded on the door. "GODDAMMIT Sambora!! I got your daughter here!"

Richie released himself and came back down, quickly realizing an angry voice was on the other side of the door. "Shit! I got yours here" he exclaimed loudly as he carried her off to the bedroom still impaled by him, stifling a giggle as he went.

Jon heard the muffled words followed by quick steps and gently opened the door. Peeking in he saw a flash of Sambora ass and rather shapely legs wrapped around his waist. Stepping inside with the thoughts of being scarred forever at the sight of a naked daughter wrapped around the devil himself he scanned the room.

He quickly stepped over and started picking up fallen clothing grumbling. "I’m so gonna kill him, I’m so fucking gonna lop off his balls. I ain’t his clean up crew!" It was then he saw the can of soup and literally shivered in his shoes. "I so ain’t gonna ask I so ain’t gonna ask!" Picking up the can he walked to Frankie’s bedroom door, cracked it open and tossed the articles inside before returning to the front door and opened it for CC and Ava.

"Everything ok?" CC asked as Jon opened the door for them, noticing his dad like frown on his face.

He glanced over at Ava and gave her a lopsided grin. "Go watch TV sweetie." he took CC's arm and walked her to the bedroom. She was looking tired, besides he couldn’t, No he wouldn't talk in front of Ava. As they walked visions of soup cans and naked flesh kept accosting his mind and he groaned.

"I'm gonna be fucking damaged forever CC. That girl of yours is gonna be the death of me."

CC managed a laugh at how serious he was. "What have they done now baby?" she asked as she stroked his worry lines on his forehead.

He shook his head, "I’ve been a fucking rock star for years I've SEEN things that would curl hair dammit!" He shook his head again trying to clear the pictures, "But NOTHING and I mean NOTHING beats hearing your daughter being hammered against the front door and opening that door to see her naked flesh wrapped around your best friend." He shivered as his blue eyes met her soft gaze. "And there was a soup can CC.. What the flying holy fuck did they need a can of soup for??"

CC smiled sympathetically at him "You didn’t, oh my and a soup can? I don’t want to even imagine, but just remember this is Frankie’s first real love, they are just acting like a couple of crazy teenagers, I know its no excuse but you were like her at that age, I know you were, minus the soup" she said as rubbed her hands down his arms

"Well yeah baby, I mean I know you drove me nuts back then, but our dad's weren’t WATCHING!" Jon closed his eyes and took a deep breath. "God's paying me back ain’t he?? I KNOW he is. She’s gonna kill me.. or I'm gonna kill him. Hell I can't decide." He leaned into CC and wrapped arms around her. "Ya just had to bake her up just like me huh?"

CC chuckled at his obvious frustration but was secretly pleased to see he was caring so much about it all, it was a good start. She was pulled in the familiar arms and leaned against his chest and murmured. "Try and go easy on them, they will be apart soon when your tour gears back up, and Jon" she said looking up at him her eyes twinkling. "You were worse then her, way worse" she teased as she kissed his nose.

He leaned in to kiss her gently as he groaned, "Don't remind me Ceece. Now I gotta be all understanding. But fuck if I'll ever be able to look at soup again the same way." he shivered slightly. Scooping her up suddenly he walked to the bed and placed her down gently. "You take a nap, Soon as the other daddy gets out to be with his girl I'll come back ok?"

She leaned up and stroked his cheek raising an eyebrow. "Make you sure you do, as once I am napped, I may be feeling you know," she said throwing him a wink. "And I promise we wont talk about soup" she grinned.

Jon winked, "I love your you knows. and THANK god you don’t do soup.. well you do, but fuck...." He kissed her gently and turned to make his way to the living room, wincing slightly at the muffled sounds in the bedroom. Fucking Sambora, was gonna break that cock of his if he weren’t careful. AS he wandered back to the living room he wondered if it could fall off from over use then winced. Thank god no, or he would have lost his too long ago.

Sinking down into the couch he put his mind on the program Ava was engrossed in and pretended tehe muffled bedroom didn’t exist.

Frankie giggled as he leaned her into the bed and kept his ever moving hips flexing. "Multi talented aren’t ya Prince?" Her hands wrapped back around him as their sweat again began to mingle.

Richie giggled into her shoulder as he kept thrusting her home. "I am baby, never forget that" he shuddered as his force started to come alive within her again.

Chapter Fifty

"Heyy you aren’t meant to agree with me missy" he said as she nudged her lightly.

She wrinkled her nose, "you didn’t have to agree I was like Jon." Her hand twisted in the blanket and with a quick roll she hit the floor running. "Yep you don't need this at all Grammmmmmmmmpa."

Richie bolted off the couch just as fast "Oh you think I am old now do you, lemme tell you I can give you a run for your money" he said starting to chase her around the chairs as she darted in and out of various places.
"You're so in trouble young lady, just you wait till your Daddy gets home" he teased wiggling his eyebrows.

She dashed by him, giving him a slight pinch on the ass as she flew by. "Like Daddy can do shit with me."

Richie tried to swipe her as she ran towards the dining area "Well Grammmpa will just have to deal with you" he laughed and shook his head "That did not sound good" he chuckled racing after her.

She ducked around the counter peals of laughter trailing behind her. "Ya think? He can't even catch me."

Richie suddenly had an idea reaching towards his foot he clutched it in mock pain trying to sound as real as possible. "Oh goddd" he groaned as he stopped and held his foot.

She stopped and whirled around sudden concern flooding her brilliant blue eyes. She moved closer to him, worried suddenly at something being wrong. "Prince?"

He waited till she was inches away from him. "Its just this pain in my foot, I don't know.. rawwwwwr!" He whirled around and grabbed her off guard pinning her back to the only available surface, the front door.

Her eyes flickered up to his face only to see pure devilment shining there. "YOU faker!"

He roared with laughter. "Grampa may be old but he ain’t stupid" he said smirking as he leaned into her to catch a kiss of her rosy lips.

She pressed her lips to his as one leg lifted to wrap around his waist, her hips arching forwards. "Funny I don't see a Grampa here."
He murmured as his lips traveled across her cheek, down her slender neck then across her perfectly formed shoulders, flicking his tongue into the dips of her skin as he went.

She bent her head slightly, her lips slowly gliding over his chest before nipping lightly along his pec to his nipple, her leg lowering as she braced herself. "Mmmm salty."

"Like all good soup should taste darlin" he chuckled as his hands roamed on her back running his calloused fingers down her spine and lightly cupping hr ass.

She murmured softly as her lips slid up along his chest to his neck. Pulling away she looked up and smiled. "Definitely." her hands coasted slowly over his sides and up to tangle in his hair as she arched up on tiptoe to find his lips again, her tongue teasing along his lips.

His lips teased her and his tongue delved into her mouth and tangled with her own teasing it to what he was about to do with other parts of his body. He pressed her hard against the door and dipped his head down her chest taking a rosy nub in his mouth he licked and teased it as his thumb nestled comfortably on her clit.

She whimpered against his lips, her body teetering on the edge of screaming need. She couldn't get enough of him, no matter how often or how much, she needed more. "God Prince..."

His thumb circled her clit slowly with a sensual pace, as his lips trekked back up her body to her lips. "You're so damn sexy" he breathed as his other hand swept her wild tangle of hair behind her.

She arched against his thumb, a soft moan escaping her, "It's cuz of you Prince." her eyes closed as she stood pinned to the door by his strong hips, his hands working their magic on her body.

Richie needed her, he could never get enough of her, like a junkie looking for his next fix, he lifted her off the ground and pressed her against the door, wrapping his legs around his waist held her tight as he slipped effortlessly into her and held her still as she adjusted to the new position.

She felt the door rub her back as she was lifted, her eyes opening as his hands slid her legs around him. He held her with his arms alone, the door his only aid in keeping her aloft. "Jesus you ARE strong," her voice whimpered out as he flexed his hips and drove deeper.

Her hands skittered up to his shoulders and wrapped around his neck as she leaned forward for a kiss. "God so strong."

"All muscle Ces and you got the strongest one in you right now" he smirked as he came into kiss her holding her tight against his body and the door.

She moaned brokenly as he pistoned into her, the position she was in keeping her from moving much more beyond a slight flexing of her hips. Her hands twisted into his hair as her head arched back against the door her throat working to make a sound other than a full moan.

His arms braced her hips nailing her to the door as he began to thrust upwards into her groaning and whispering her name. The slow thrusts turned into hard thuds as he launched into her thudding her against the door, grunting as he built his fire.

Her hands slid from his hair and over his shoulders, gentle fingers digging in as he thrust upwards and drove her into their special realm of heat and passion. The force of his movements were sending her reeling and she thanked God again for those strong arms that kept her in place.

Pistoning upwards he continued to thrust inside of her every thrust milked his length. "Oh god Cess" he said as his hands gripped her hips hard as he felt his release near for the second time

She trembled as he pushed deeper and he walls clenched like a fist around him, her soft cry cascading from her lips as his climax ripped through her and causing the door to thump again. "PRINCE!!" She couldn’t move except to whimper as he continued to drive her past her release and straight into a second one his voice fading into a single drawn out growl.

Jon walked up to the door, his eyebrow arching as slight thumps echoed along the hall. Fuck now what? His gaze shifted to CC as he grinned. "Baby you and Ava stand here a moment. He took a couple steps and tapped quickly on the door, trying to keep his voice to a modulated tone. "Family coming in!" He slipped the key into the lock and started to twist the knob to open the door only to find it barred.