6 years later

"It's getting better." I assure my husband as I hand him a glass of cold water. I was referring to his night terrors in which have seemed to settle each night, but once every blue moon he would have a serious one in which we would stay up all night just to avoid. He was still as stubborn as ever and refused to go to the hospital. Last night, he had managed to sleep peacefully with the exception of slight murmuring throughout the night.
This was progress.
Within the last years are so, age certainly began to catch up with Raphael, but it really suited him.
Facial hair had grown along his jaw, which was the only difference, he managed to stay fit and keep his modeling contract, since our marriage, we stayed in Atlanta, after giving birth to two beautiful baby boys.
"I know, I feel like I'm actually beginning to dream again." He says, as he sips the cold glass of water and then handing it back to me. "Well it's 6:30 AM, the munchkins should be up in about five minutes." I remind as I take a sip of the water and turn towards the door. Raphael follows me, picking me up briefly making me squeal as I struggle out of his arms. "Have I ever mentioned how much I love you?" He whispers into my ear and I giggle, "Every day," I remind softly as he sets me back down on my feet. "Good," He replies and kisses my forehead. I walk into the kitchen and go to the cupboard, taking out oatmeal for one of my sons and then grabbing the cereal for the other.
"Mommy! Alex keeps hitting me!" My 6 year old son Joshua yells as he runs into the kitchen holding his arm. "What happened?" I asked, kneeling down and look at his arm which of course has no mark at all left on it.
"He hit me in the arm with a nerf gun." He mumbles, poking his bottom lip out. I look up to see Raphael walks towards us, holding Alexander.

Alexander had bright brown eyes that matched his fathers. Joshua had dark eyes like me and brown hair like Raphael. Alexander was born 5 minutes earlier and took after my side, despite his eye color, he had my hair shade and my face shape with long eye lashes. Joshua looked like his father the older he got, with small pink lips and a smile that could swoon any heart.
I adored my children.

"Alex why did you hit your brother?" I ask, seeing Raphael's smile form across his face.
"Because he kept pulling my hair!" Alex retorts as he folds his arms across his chest.

I then avert my gaze towards Joshua, who's mouth is open as if he witnessed a crime.
"Lies!" He shouts, pointing his finger in the air.
"It's the truth. I have a spot on my head to prove it." Alex, says sticking his tongue out.
"On your head? What about my arm?" Joshua whines back.

"Okay okay boys. How about you both apologize to each other so you both can eat breakfast." Raphael says, setting Alex down in the ground.
Alex was wearing a dinosaur shirt with matching green pants and Joshua was wearing a red power rangers shirt and pants.

"You apologize first because you're older." Joshua says, using a corky smile.
I look up at Raphael who's equally as humored me.

"I'm sorry for hitting you Josh." Alex says looking at the ground.
"I forgive you. I'm sorry that you think I was pulling your hair." Josh says and I raise my eyebrows at him and he sighs. "I'm sorry for pulling your hair Alex." Josh says and they both smile at each other and then hug.
Feeling satisfied, I stand to my feet and take out Alex's oatmeal and put Josh's bowl of cereal on the counter.
I watch as the two boys, sit themselves up to the counter and I look back at Raphael.
"Today's your big day Angel." He whispers, smiling as he comes up to me.
I grab onto his shirt and pull him closer as I glance behind him to look at the calendar that has today's date circled.

"Mommy's gonna be the best! I already know, she does ballet!" Alex says and puts his arms in the air as if he's a ballet dancer.

"No, she does classical!" Joshua says and I look back at them.
"They're the same thing!" Alex whines back at his twin.

I smile and look back at Raphael, kissing his bottom lip and bringing him to follow me in the bedroom. "Are you nervous?" Raphael asks me, as he brings my left hand up to his lips to kiss my wedding band softly. "A little, this is my first performance outside of dancing at Pyramids. A lot of important people are going to be there." I remind him as I feel the butterflies in my stomach begin to churn. 
He smiles and runs his fingers through my hair which had grown back down past my breasts, I dyed it a light auburn which made me eyes look brighter. 

"You're going to do great. You were born for this." He says and I lay flat on the bed, "I think Haley would be proud of you too." He adds in a whisper and I smile back at him. "I sure hope so. But I think I should start getting ready." I whisper and stand to my feet and grab onto his belt loop. "Shower." I simply breathe and he looks to the side. "You know I would never give up a good rough round of shower sex but alas, we have two hyperactive boys who are due to burst out into Power Rangers mode any second." He says and I groan and push on his shoulders.

"Ugh, go and tend to our sons. I'll go bathe alone." I say and turn my nose up and go into the Master bathroom. "You're trying to make me feel bad aren't you?" he asks and I slowly pull my shorts off, bending over as I do, clearly showing him I'm not wearing any panties. "Angel..." He whispers and I smirk to myself and pull my shirt over my head, and taking my bra off along with it. "This is no fair. I should spank you for teasing me." He groans and I clench together at his words. "Don't threaten me with a good time champ." I say and turn on the shower water. 

I look behind me to see him biting his lip and propped up against the wall. "My oh my Mrs. Underwood, you never fail to seduce me." He mumbles and I smile and turn away from him, swaying my ass from side to side.

"Stop it." He suddenly says and I giggle. "Go check on the boys and make sure they aren't going all Super Saintan on each other." I say and step into the shower and he groans and steps back. "I'm getting payback on you, I hope you know that." he warns and I smirk, "I look forward to every pleasurable second Mr. Underwood." I call back and continue with my lonely shower.

"God, I wish you were here right now Haley." I whisper as I look over at the bench above the fireplace that has a light creamic pot that held my sisters ashes. I was really beginning to miss her and I especially needed her tonight for my big performance.

"Mommy!" I hear Alexander call me and I sigh and turn to look at him. He was changed in black pants and a white button up, his brother was wearing the same thing. I smiled at him as he walked to me with his head sticking out. "My hair." He complains and I kneel down to wipe his hair back, running my fingers through it as I already feel that he had tried to apply grease to it. "All done." I announce and he smiles and leans up to kiss my nose. "Thank you mommy." He praises and Alex waddles off into the living room. I hear chuckling and look up to see it's Joshua. "Older and yet can't grease his own hair, he still needs his mommy to help him." Joshua says turning away for a moment. I tilt my head to the side and smile, "I'm guessing someone needs help too?" I tease and he quickly looks behind him and runs to me. "Help please, before Alex sees." He rushes and I smirk and quickly fix his hair as well.

"Is everyone ready?" My husband asks as he walks in with a similar button up and black slacks. I love it when he wears button ups.

"Just about. Is Damon meeting us there?" I ask and a weird smile forms across his face. He nods and I pick up Joshua as Raphael picks up Alex and we move towards the car...preparing for my first performance.

Vanessa and Felicia turned up for my performance which made it seem like old times, they went backstage and planned to help me with my makeup as I waited outside for Damon. 

"We'll be inside waiting for you." Raphael says and kisses my forehead. I nod and press my lips together, "Hey, don't be nervous. All of your life this is what you wanted...you're dancing." He says and I smile and look up at him. "Thank you for being the best husband ever." I say and he rubs the top of my head. "Thank you Angel for being you. For giving me two beautiful healthy sons...thank you for being the best wife ever." He replies and just as we go to kiss, we hear a dramatic chorus of "Ew!" I look down and see that Joshua is fake gagging and Alex is grimacing. "Two 6 year olds are standing right here you know!" Alex points out and I smile and kneel. "Thank you boys. I'll see you inside." I say, as Raphael takes both of their hands.

"Oh and remember, if you get nervous. Just imagine all of us in our underwear!" Alex says and Joshua gags again. "Hey, I've seen you in your underwear and it ain't a pretty sight." Josh says and Alex grimaces at him and Raphael tells them both to be quiet. "We'll see you inside Angel." He says and I nod.

I wait for a moment until I hear Damon behind me, "Aries, it's your big day baby girl." He says as he wheels over to me. "I know and I'm a nervous wreck." I say, fanning myself, suddenly feeling hot.

"Look, we've been through this even at your wedding, you're too flawless for this." He says and I look at him with my head to the side. "Why do you look like you've been crying?" I suddenly notice and he smiles for a moment, "I wanted to wait to tell you, I told Raphael not to tell you." He says and suddenly his eyes fill with tears.

"Hey dont cry. Because if you cry, I cry and we both know how that ends up." I say and he smiles and sniffles. "What is it D?" I ask and sits up, holding onto the benches of his wheelchair, he lifts himself up and I can't bring myself to say anything. He swallows for a moment and finally steadies himself and stands. I'm breathless at this sight. His face is overjoyed and stained with tears as he slowly moves his left leg and then his right.

"You-You can.." My voice trails off as he gazes at me. "I can walk." He whispers and looks up at me. I quickly walk towards him, setting him back down in his wheelchair as he exhales deeply. "But how?" I ask and notice I'm crying too.

"Physical therapy. If I take the proper classes and training...I can fully walk again." He says and I lean down to hug him. I felt the tears in my eyes and I inhaled sharply, as I pull away. "I'm so happy for you." I whisper and he smiles.

"I just wish Aaron were here to see this." He admits and gazes up towards the sky. "He is." I assure, without having to look up.

"Well don't let me hold you back. Go on and break a leg out there....this is your passion." He whispers and I stand up a little straighter and look towards the door...the one I've been waiting to walk through all my life.

It wasn't the fact, I was dancing.

I was stepping out of the hole I had been all my life...I was setting example for my husband, my best friend and my two beautiful sons. 

I didn't have to wonder who I was anymore or pretending to be someone I wasn't because ultimately I was losing myself. I couldn't run from the past. I just couldn't. I had to handle them dead on. I was addicted to thrill of being someone new...when someone new wasn't as good as the old...equally as terrible. I was cold and heartless as Roselyn and lost and in denial like Aries.....so whether I was... Little Minx, Baby Girl...or Angel...

Those were all the many colors...of who I....who She....actually was.

The End

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