Rating: NC-17. An M&L STORY
Author: Sapphire99 a.k.a LIFEISFUNNY
E-mail: J4CasaRa⊕aol.com

Characters in this story are based on the television series "ROSWELL". It is copyrighted by Twentieth Century Fox and Jason Katims. No infringement is intended in any part by the author, however, the ideas expressed within this story are copyrighted to the author.

SUMMARY: Max, Liz, Isabel, Michael, Maria, Kyle, Alex and Tess leave Roswell for spring break in Las Vegas, where something totally unexpected happens. If you want to learn more, keep on reading.

Parts 1-39, repost board:viewthread?forum=repost-fan-fiction&id=702&sr1=THE+UNEXPECTED#post19746

A quick run down of the players in the story:

Max = King Zan
Liz = Queen Deanna
Isabel = Princess Vilandra
Maria = Lady Issella
Michael = Lord Rath
Commander Hyksos, head of the high guards/ royal body guards, and one of Zan's trusted advisors.
Neferset, leader of the resistance/rebellion. The Royal mother of King Zan and Princess Vilandra.
High Priestess Khentkaues, priestess of Antar. Best friend to her royal highness, former queen Neferset
Tess Harding = Lady Avana, cousin to Kivar.
Kivar, declared himself king of Antar, once friend of King Zan

Horpais, planet of the skins

There were endless toasts to the king, queen, princess, king mother, earthly visitors and good people of Antar. Deanna glanced at Zan who sat beside her. She saw the man near him whisper something to him, and heard him laugh. Her heart leapt at the joy and peace she saw on his face. He was whole again, this king of hers. He was once again where he was born to be. She said a silent thank you to the gods for their blessing. Without glancing her way, Zan felt Deanna's gaze on him, he reached for the small hand that rested on the table, and clasped it in his. Their hands remained entwined throughout the entire meal. The simple touch, a silent testimony to their connection to one another.

After dinner and a brief respite in which people freshened up, the group gathered once again in the ballroom. While musicians played in the background, Zan and Deanna and the rest of the royal family circulated through the throng, graciously inclining their heads, bestowing smiles and exchanging words with the gathered crowd. Finally the time came for the first dance of the evening. Zan with Deanna on his arm led the way to the center of the ballroom. Zan pulled Deanna into his arm, the music and words flowed around them as they moved as one.


Lost in the song and each other, the couple forgot about the watching crowd as the words seeped into their souls.

"Do you remember?" Zan asked softly.
"Yes." Deanna traced the line of his jaw, as memories came flooding back.
"I had taken my horse out for a ride and lost track of the time. By the time I arrived home, the ball being given in your honor was in full swing. I dropped Senbi off at the stable, and slipped off to the beach."

Zan smiled softly down at Deanna and gently traced her features with his fingertips, as if a blind, trying to memorize her features.


Deanna smile up at him and kissed the hand tracing her face.

"Perugina was my last stop in my visit of the Eastern countries. I was tired and after greeting my host and hostess, I got Rath and my sister to cover for me and snuck out to the beach. I stood on a rock and stared at the sea, admiring the ocean, and envying the freedom of the ocean animals."

"And then I saw you." Zan smiled down at her as they turned to music. "A beautiful sea nymph. The breeze off the ocean causing your hair to fly all about, and water lapping at your bare feet."

A smile touched Deanna's lips, and her eyes lit and remembered. "I remember turning from the ocean and our eyes locking. My heart started beating so fast that I thought that it was going to leap out of my chest. I stood rooted to the spot and simply gawked at you."

Hands entwined, their bodies swayed to the seductive tune.


"I saw you shiver and walked up to you and offered you my jacket." Zan chuckled. "I held out my jacket to you, you backed away shaking your head so vigorously that I was surprised that it didn't fly off your shoulder in protest of the abuse."

"I was stunned to be standing face to face with the king of Antar." Deanna playfully hit him on the shoulder as she defended herself.

"I couldn't take my eyes off you." He said huskily, his voice hoarse with emotion. " I felt as if someone had punched me in my solar plexus, and I couldn't breathe." Zan pulled Deanna closer, his eyes loving and warm. "I knew then that my life would never be the same again, that I had met my soul's mate."

"Oh Zan." Deanna whispered, drowning in him. Memories poured through her, the first shared look, their first touch, their first kiss, leaving her weak. How she loved this man of hers. "I love you so much."

"And I you." He said unsteadily. "With all my heart and soul.


The pair continued to move. Each turn, each movement, each touch, revealing the love and passion they had for one another. No one joined the pair on the dance floor, as the crowd stood mesmerized by the royal couple. No one looking at the couple could doubt the love, affection and commitment between the pair.

TO BE CONTINUED............

Song used: "The first time ever I saw your face" by Roberta Flack

By: Sapphire99 a.k.a LIFEISFUNNY



The wedding day of Zan and Deanna had finally arrived. The couple had decided to wait until everything was settled in their star system and home world before renewing their vows. Shortly after their return, the leaders of the ruling five planets of the Lycopolis galaxy had entered into a peace treaty, finally bringing Maet, universal order and harmony to their galaxy. Antar was thriving, its people and land blessed with an abundance of health and wealth. Everything was perfect. Even the weather had decided to cooperate.

the two suns of Antar shone brightly, as a perfect spring day emerged, neither too warm, nor too cool, but the perfect mixture. Outside the temple, the courtyard and as far as the eyes could see was teaming with humanity, as people gathered to view the wedding on the giant screens set throughout the area, and hopefully catch a glimpse of the royal couple as they left the temple in the open carriage that it was rumored they would be in.


In a large anteroom of the temple, sixteen groomsmen in various stages of repose watched in amusement as Zan paced back and forth, trying to rid himself of his nervous energy, while the six gathered high guards pretended not see or hear what was taking place.

"What time is it?" Zan asked for the umpteen time.

"Five minutes past the last time you asked." Hyksos didn't bother looking at his wristwatch as he answered Zan, he had been answering the same question for the past hour.

Zan strode back and forth, and raked a hand through his hair, by the gods, this waiting was killing him. He hadn't seen Deanna since late yesterday afternoon when his mother and foster mother had taken her away from him. He had not wanted to be separated from Deanna, truth be told, he had thrown quite a royal tantrum hoping to avoid such an occurrence. He had pointed out to his mother and foster mother that that was an earth tradition. When that hadn't worked, he had reminded them that Deanna and he were already married cycles ago, and that the tradition of not seeing the bride before the wedding, therefore did not apply to them. But they had refused to listen. His foster mother was not taking any chances. He had then threatened, cajoled, and whined, all to no avail. Which was why he stood in the anteroom wanting to climb the walls. He was a king of an entire world for crying out loud! That should have counted for something. He raked a hand through his hair again. By the gods, this waiting was killing him. He had to see her, to touch her. Zan stopped his restless pacing and flung himself on a coach.

"Think he has finally calmed down?" John asked Jeff.

"I wouldn't hold my breath." Interjected Hyksos.

"Who would have thought that a slip of a girl could bring a man to his knees like this." Mused Lord Dyan Serapis a childhood friend of Zan, and a groomsman.

Zan got up from the couch and started pacing again, in his own world, oblivious to what was taking place around him.

"It's frightening." Lord Necho, another groomsman, shuddered as he took in the sight of his once self assured friend.

"That's why I avoid commitments." Inserted another groomsmen.

"Taking bets on how soon he will be asking the time." Called out Rath. "Any takers?

"What's the prize?" Queried Jeff.

"A bottle of vintage wine from my family's vineyard."

"I'm in." Could be heard throughout the room.

Once everyone had chosen a time, the occupants perched on their seats expectantly, alternating between watching wall clock and Zan.

Without breaking his stride, Zan called out, "What time is it?"

Groans and laughter could be heard in the room as the losers good- humorously complimented the winner.

Finally realizing that he had been the brunt of their joke, Zan stopped in mid stride and turned to face his friends. "It warms my heart to know that I was able to provide amusement for my family and friends." He bowed mockingly. "Thank you so much for your help and concern."

"Anytime, anytime." John said as he set up a time to pick up his bottle of wine. "After all, what are family and friends for?"

"I don't know. But I'll be sure to let you know once I find out." Zan replied sarcastically.


IN THE MEANTIME, At the Palace Esete

Deanna sat in front of the vanity mirror of the dressing-room of her bedchamber, starring sightlessly at her reflection as she reveled at the arrival of this day. She and Zan were going getting married again. They were finally going to get the chance to live the life that Kivar had tried to take away from them. She tried to say her prayers to the gods, but all she could say were thank yous. "We're getting married Zan, married." She whispered to her reflection.

"Show time." Issella called out as she bounced into the room, balancing a cloth bag in one hand and a tremendous basket of long-stemmed white roses in the other.

Deanna whirled around to face her, a huge grin on her face. "It is, isn't it?"

"I've been chosen by your groom to deliver these." Issella handed the basket of roses to Deanna and placed the bag on the vanity. "So, what does it say?" She pointed to the attached card.

Deanna placed the basket of flowers on her lap, and took a deep breath of the fragrant flowers. She smiled as she pulled out the card and read it to herself.
"To my beautiful bride, you have filled my life with more love and joy
that I could ever imagine.
Love, always and forever.
"Always and forever, Zan." Deanna whispered.

"That is so sweet and romantic." Issella sighed as she read the note. " I wish some of that would rub off on Rath."

"He is getting better." Deanna reminded her friend.

"True, I nearly swallowed my tongue when he got down on bended knee, no less, and proposed." She held up her left hand up, admiring the diamond and emerald ring that adorned her ring finger. "And he certainly choose well." Issella smiled at the bright sparkle of her ring. "Enough about me." She picked up the cloth bag from the vanity, and pulled Deanna out of the chair that she was seating on. She plopped down on the pillow laden sofa across the room, and pulled Deanna next to her. "I was asked to give this to you." She handed the bag to Deanna.

Deanna lifted an eyebrow in question. Issella smiled and shrugged her shoulders. Deanna turned her attention to the cloth bag, and slowly opened it. She took out the jewelry boxes, and read the note that was attached on the largest box. "For my, Queen. Your something new. Zan." She read out loud. She gasped as she opened the boxes and pulled out a set of padparadschad sapphire and diamond tear drop earrings, matching tiara, tear drop necklace and bracelet. "There aren't any more padparadschad sapphires left on Antar or any other planet in the Lycopolis star system." She stared in awe at the jewelry spread out in front of her. "How did he do it?" She held up the earrings, admiring the orangy, pink red, molten lava color of the sapphires and the sparkle of the diamonds.

"For you?" Issella laughed. "Zan, would find a way, his love for you is beyond hope."

"He is amazing, isn't he?" Deanna smiled through tears. "I never thought that I would ever meet someone like him."

"Nothing but the best for my best friend."Issella bumped her gently with her shoulder.

Deanna put her head on Issella's shoulder. "I'm glad that you're here to share this special day with me."

"I wouldn't miss it for the world." Issella's forced back her happy tears. "Especially since it is because of me that this is all happening."

"What?!" Exclaimed Deanna as she pulled away from Issella and turned to face her.

"I was the one who forced you to go to Las Vegas while we were on earth, remember?" She gave Deanna a cheeky grin. "If it wasn't for my wheedling, none of this would have happened." Issella patted herself on the back. "Issella always knows best."

"She knows how to nag well." Deanna corrected her.

"I think I should get a statute made in my honor." Mused Issella.

"You're getting to be the maid of honor instead." Retorted Deanna.

"Or your first born named after me." She ignored Deanna's interruption. "Issella the second has a nice ring to it."

"What about if we have a boy as our first born?"

"Doesn't matter." She threw Deanna a wicked grin. "He would be a future king, no one would dare tease him for having a female name."

"Or, you can get this as a reward." Deanna pulled one of the pillows from the couch and playfully hit Issella with it. A pillow fight ensued as they laughed, and beat the stuffing out of the pillows.

"Your majesty?" A voice called hesitatingly at the door.

A laughing and disheveled Deanna and Issella stopped in mid swing and turned sheepishly to face the door, where two servants stood, waiting for their monarch to acknowledge their presence.

"Yes?" Deanna pushed back her hair from her face, and held her head up high, trying to be as dignified as one could be under the circumstance.

The waiting servants bowed. "Good day, your majesty, Lady Issella. It is time to begin our preparation."

No sooner were the words spoken and Neferset, Lady Nora, Nancy Parker, Melissa Evans, Lady Benitta, Vilandra and Amy Deluca entered the room. Soon a laughing group of females crowded around Deanna as she was pushed and prodded as her makeup and hair were done to perfection.

Finally, the time arrived for the bride to put on the wedding gown. Deanna stood as her attendants helped her dress. The wedding gown was everything a wedding gown was supposed to be, spectacular and extravagant. The gown was an ivory, off the shoulder, satin creation. The form-fitting bodice, hugged Deanna's bosom, then tapered to a narrow waistline. The ivory satin skirt, trailed behind some twenty feet. The gown was intricately beaded and embroidered with a pale-gold floral print. A top her upswept hair, sat the padparadschad sapphire and diamond tiara, which embellished the classic, twenty foot tule veil. Underneath she wore a white petticoat, hose and blue garter. The brocade shoes were dyed to match the dress. The padparadschad sapphire and diamond tear drop earrings, bracelet and necklace and a lovely bouquet of cascading roses completed the ensemble.

"You look like what every woman would wish to look on their wedding day." Nancy breathed reverently as she took in the breathtaking sight. Nora stared in silent joy at the lovely you woman her daughter had turned into. When she finally found her voice, her voice was thick with tears of joy, she hugged her daughter, careful not to wrinkle her gown. "I've never seen you look more beautiful."

"Thank you, Mother."

Melissa, Lady Benitta, Vilandra, Issella and Amy all took turns complimenting the bride.

Deanna stood serenely as her attendants smoothed the gown in place and adjusted the train, silently wondering what Zan would think when he saw her walking down the aisle. Had this moment been worth waiting for? She hoped so. She hoped that he would remember every detail of this day for the rest of his life, just as she knew she would.

Neferset walked over to Deanna, her eyes tearing. "You look enchanting, my dear. Thank you for making my son so happy." She whispered through her tears. Deanna, her eyes also starting to fill with tears, reached over and hugged Neferset. "Thank you for having such an extraordinary son. I promise to love him for the rest of my life."

"That's all any mother could hope and wish for a child." Neferset kissed both her cheeks.

"Let's see -- you have something new, your gown and jewelry..." Issella paused as she checked off what she had just read on her list... "You have something borrowed, Nancy's great-grandmother's lace handkerchief. You have something blue and old, the lace garter that your great-grandmother wore at her wedding." Issella checked everything off her list and smiled as she looked at Deanna.

Someone knocked at the door interrupting the women. "Your majesty, we must leave now it order to get to the temple on time." The high guard reported once she was allowed to enter the room. "Reports are there are crowds of spectators everywhere." Despite the presence of the high guards and soldiers, it took the wedding party twice as long as it should have to get to Temple Osiris, as the party was hopelessly caught in the tangle of spectators who had come out to witness the wedding. Zan was ready to climb the walls and Rath, Hyksos, Jeff, John and the rest of the groomsmen were hard press not to gag him and tie him to a chair when a priest arrived and informed them that the bridal party had arrived.


The temple was packed, as guests throughout the star system came to see King Zan and Queen Deanna reaffirm their wedding vows.

Music began to play as thirty thousand guests watched as one by one, the sixteen bridesmaids drifted down the aisle. The music then switched to the Antarian wedding march. Zan and the assembled crowd turned and faced the back of the gold temple doors.

The high guards formed a cordon on each side of Deanna as she climbed the marble stairs and approached the closed temple door, behind her trailed four attendants who carried her train and veil. The temple doors swung opened, the high guards fell back. A mass of faces watched in awe at the vision that seemed to glide down the long aisle. No other bride had ever been so lovely. Deanna walked down the aisle, confidence in every line of her body. She smiled and nodded her head at the familiar faces in the crowd, faltering only once when she saw Osiris and Isis in the front pew, she quickly regained her composure and continued her march down the aisle. When she reached the altar, Zan took her hand and the couple moved as one to face High Priestess Khentkaues and High Priest Khnum. Deanna tuned and handed her bouquet of flowers to Issella.

The priest and priestess' voices echoed throughout the temple as they prayed to each divine being, expressing gratitude and invoking sundry blessings, before finally starting the marriage ceremony. Deanna and Zan repeated the words spoken to them by the priest and priestess. Drank the wine and consecrated sweet cakes they were given. They walked back down the aisle through the herbs and flowers that were scattered before them, and back up the aisle to once again face the altar.

Finally the time arrived for the exchange of the rings. "A ring is an unbroken circle, a symbol of unity and love. Having neither beginning nor end, it mimics the continuous cycle of which we are an element of." High Priestess Khentkaues took the gold bands, which were inscribed with the royal cobra and hawk, and placed them atop the ancient book she was reading from. "May these circles of gold reflect the circle in which you stand, to be a constant reminder to you both of the pledges exchanged."

High Priest Khnum removed the rings from the book. "Like a star should your love be constant. Like a stone should your love be firm." He handed the rings to Khentkaues.

"As you have stated your desire to be united, one with the other, take these rings and place them upon each others finger, as pledge and testimony to your love and commitment to each other." Khentkaues handed Deanna and Zan the rings that were just blessed.

The ancient words of love and commitment fell around the couple like a blanket of love. Eyes shining bright with love and commitment, the couple exchanged the vows they had written together. Deanna's voice shook slightly as Zan the gold band on her finger, and Zan had to swallow hard to fight back his emotions as Deanna slipped the wide gold band on his finger. Finally their hearts sang, the culmination of all they had gone through together. They had agreed not to wear any wedding rings until today's ceremony, wanting today to be a true celebration of the start of their new life. After the exchange of rings, Zan removed the tiara on Deanna's head and replaced it with the double crown of Antar, marking her as his queen.

"These promises you have made by the Sun and the Moon. With the vows you have sworn by the goddesses and gods, to be full partners and lovers for eternity. I now pronounce you be husband and wife." High Priestess Khentkaues and High Priest Khnum recited together.

Finally the long service was over, the couple went with their entourage inside a side door of temple to put their seals on the documents which recorded their union. When the wedding party returned, the king's mother nodded her head and threw gold dust on the couple signifying her blessing and approval. The whole congregation rose to applaud the happy couple's walk down the aisle, as the groomsmen and bridesmaids fell in step behind the pair. The couple made their way to the bright sunshine outside to the cheers of the gathered crowd outside the temple gates. Deanna and Zan paused on the marble steps of the temple to acknowledge the gathered crowd. Raising Deanna's left hand, Zan brushed a kiss across her knuckles, causing the crowd to go wild, as they roared their approval of the couple. Air travel was suspended due to the ceremony, and to ensure that everyone who had gathered had the opportunity to catch a glimpse of the royal couple, it was decided that the antique golden horse drawn carriage would be the means by which the couple departed the church. Zan entered the carriage, and he and two attendants helped Deanna get settled in. Once Deanna was settled, Issella handed her the bouquet of flowers. With a nod from Zan, the carriage driver directed the four winged white horses through the wrought iron gates and proceeded down the streets towards Palace Esete, as a cordon of high guards fell in step behind them. The couple smiled and waved at the crowd as they slowly made their way to their destination.


The ballroom at Palace Esete was filled to overflowing, as Deanna and Zan circulated through the mass, accepting congratulations and thanking those who had come to celebrate their wedding with them. The couple made sure to say a special thank you to Osiris and Isis for their presence and gratefully accepted the god and goddess' blessing. Finally the time arrived for the couple to dance the first dance.

Zan grinned and held out a hand to Deanna, "May I have this dance, your majesty."

Deanna returned the grin and curtsied gracefully, "Yes, you may, *my* king."

The couple made their way to the middle of the ballroom floor, as the musicians began to play and the singer began to croon.

Lying here with you
Listening to the rain
Smiling just to see the smile upon your face
These are the moments I thank God that I'm alive
These are the moments
I'll remember all my life
I found all I've waited for
And I could not ask for more

Looking in your eyes
Seeing all I need
Everything you are is everything to me
These are the moments
I know heaven must exist
These are the moments I know all I need is this
I have all I've waited for
And I could not ask for more

I could not ask for more than this time together
I could not ask for more than this time with you
Every prayer has been answered
Every dream I have's come true

And right here in this moment is right where I'm meant to be
Here with you here with me
These are the moments I thank God that I'm alive
These are the moments I'll remember all my life
I've got all I've waited for
And I could not ask for more
I could not ask for more than the love you give me
'Coz it's all I've waited for
And I could not ask for more
I could not ask for more

Drawing Deanna close, Zan smiled down at her as the words flowed around them. "Are you happy?" He asked.
"More than mere words can say." She pressed a hand against his cheek, as she silently thanked the gods for giving them a second chance at their love.
The day swiftly drew to a close, as the guests indulged in fine food and wine. Finally arrived for the couple to depart for their honeymoon. The couple dressed in their going away clothes, Deanna in a calf length short-sleeved cream silk tunic adorned with red floral print, and matching slender silk trousers, and Zan in a black tunic and black trousers, stood on the hovering platform above their guests heads. "Thank you for coming and helping us celebrate our day with us." Deanna said to the upturned faces.
Zan also thanked the guests. "Now it's time for us to say goodbye, and do our own celebrating." With that he put his arm around Deanna, held her tightly to his side, and transferred them out the room.

"Your brother is going to be the death of me." Hyksos muttered to Vilandra, as he forgot to breathe as he watched his monarchs disappear without having any idea where they were going. He found a quite corner and pulled out his communicator to start a search. Before he could say a word, a voice greeted him when he turned on his communicator. "A message was left for you commander." Reported a lieutenant.
"Who is it from?" He asked.
"From King Zan."
"Forward it to me."
Zan's face appeared on the mini screen. "Don't worry Hyksos, I took high guards with me." He laughed. "Not even I would tempt the fates again. Stay and celebrate old friend." With that the transmission ended.

"He is going to be the death of me." Hyksos repeated. Vilandra laughed, took his communicator away and pretending to search his body for a place to put the communicator. Her caressing hands slipped under his jacket.
He groaned and pulled her hands away, "Vilandra what are you doing?"
"Celebrating as ordered?" She gave him an impish grin, as her caressing hands worked their magic.
"Two can play at that game."He swung her up into his arms and made a beeline for the nearest door. Vilandra wrapped her arms around his neck and laughed exhilaratingly, it was good so good to be alive.

Leaning against the terrace wall, her back to the crashing waves below, Deanna sipped fruit juice from a crystal glass, as she watched her sleeping husband through the opened crystal floor to ceiling double doors, of the limestone villa. They've been on Mykhayl for three days, yet she hadn't seen anything beside their bedroom. They've been caught in a world of their own since arriving on Zan's private island, spending the days and the nights loving and rediscovering each other. She smiled to herself, thank goodness they had a full staff to see to their needs or they would have starved to death. The staff saw to it that a tray was left at their door every meal time. She looked down in wonderment at the rings on her left hand, the gold band and the magnificent ruby and diamond engagement ring that encircled her finger. It had been a year today that she, Zan and the rest of their friends had regained the memory of their past lives, and now they had come full circle. She and Zan were married and finally had the honeymoon that they had been denied in their past lives. Who would have thought that a trip to Las Vegas, USA would have been the catalyst that would have started all of this. Talk about your unexpected.
On the bed, Zan shifted restlessly, as he unconsciously searched for Deanna. On the terrace Deanna noticed. She smiled and put the empty glass on the table near her, and walked back into the room. She slid into bed, and leaned over and brushed the hair off of Zan's forehead, as she kissed him. "Hey, sleepy head wake up." She shook his shoulder. "You promised to show me your island, remember?"
Zan pried his eyes opened, stretched, yawned and pulled Deanna on top of him. "No good morning kiss?"
She laughed, kissed him quickly and rolled off of him. "You have your kiss, now it's time to go exploring." Deanna made as if to get out of bed, but Zan pulled her back to him. "I love that idea..." He nibbled her neck and explored her body with his hands. "I love exploring."
Deanna giggled as she half heartily tried to control his exploring hands. "Your insatiable." Zan took Deanna's lower lip between his and teased it lightly with his tongue, Deanna sighed as closed her eyes, and wrapped her arms around his neck.. They savored each other with their lips and tongues as they as they gave into the kiss. As was usual with them the slightest touch, sent them aflame. The kiss went on and on, becoming deeper and hotter as passion threatened to consume them once again, when Deanna pulled away. "Sightseeing." She reminded him breathlessly. "Remember?"

Zan groaned into her hair as she laughed. "Okay." He reluctantly moved away. "You better go and get some clothes on before I forget myself again." Deanna got out of bed and made a dash for the bathroom.
Hands folded behind his head Zan stared up at the ceiling as he contemplated all that he had been blessed with.
Deanna appeared in the bathroom doorway, naked, with only a wash towel in her hand.
"Are you going lay on that bed and let me scrub my own back?" She said with a grin.

By the gods he loved that woman. Zan, jumped off the bed and made a dash for the bathing chamber, he scooped a giggling Deanna up into his arms and kicked the bathing chamber door shut with his foot.

Several hours later, Zan landed the cruiser on the sandy beach. "This is paradise." Deanna opened the door and let herself out of the vehicle. She and Zan and spent the past several hours exploring the island. She took off her sandals and walk toward the crystal blue water which spread out before her in all its glory.
Zan walked up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. "You haven't seen anything yet." He kissed the top of her head. "Come on." He pulled back and caught Deanna's hand in his. They made their way down the beach, past the rocks and trees, through a gap in the rocks and into a cove. "Oh my." Deanna breathed in awe, as she took in the scene before her. Exotic flowers and bushes of every color and shape, stretched out as far as the eye could see, as exotic birds sang their separate songs in the towering trees.

"Isle Mykhayl was my father's last gift to me before his unexpected death." Zan moved away from Deanna, through the trees. "When he gave it to me, he told me that it was my retreat, a place to get away from everything, to regroup and get my center back. I used to spend hours here, alone, dreaming of what, I had no idea."
"I don't remember you ever coming down here before." Deanna said softly.
"There was no longer a need." Zan turned back to Deanna and moved toward her. "I found what I was looking for."

She lifted an eyebrow in question.

"I found you." Zan framed her face with his hands, and fastened his mouth over hers in a kiss that was so gentle that it was all she could do not to cry. "I knew the moment I met you that my life would be changed forever." His voice filled with emotion. "I was finally complete. I had finally found the missing piece of my soul." Adoration shone from his face. "When I am with you, Deanna, I feel the most wonderful . . ." he savored the word. "Freedom."

Deanna's throat swelled with emotion and she swallowed. What had she ever done to deserve this man? "I..." Emotions rose, until it was too difficult to control, tears started to roll gently down her cheeks. She brushed them aside. "Thank you." She whispered.
"For what?" He smiled at her.

She trailed her fingers along the side of his jaw. "For loving me, and trusting me with the most precious thing in this universe." Deanna placed her hand against his chest. "Your heart." She reached up and cupped his face with her hands, and his heart nearly stopped at the wealth of emotion he saw in her eyes. "You're my life." She whispered. "My soul."

Zan took the hand against his jaw in his hand and brought it to his lips. "Thank you." He drew her into his arms and held her tight as they both reveled in their love.
"This is for you." Zan pulled away and took out an envelope from his pocket.
"What is it?" Deanna looked at the offered envelope.
He handed it to her. "It's my wedding present to you. I hope you like it."

She slowly opened the envelope, and tears she had thought were gone, reappeared. "I can't believe you're giving me Isle Mykhayl."

"This is now our private paradise, a place where we can come and leave the world behind, and concentrate on what is really important, our love. Anna bahebek, Deanna." He said huskily.

"I love you too." She threw herself into his arms, and held him tightly as she cried.

Zan pulled back, wiped the tears off her face. "Hey, this was suppose to make you happy, not sad. Why are you crying?"

"I'm crying because I'm so happy!" She clutched the deed to her chest. "I can' t believe this! Only you would think to give me an island as a wedding present." She kissed him. "This is the best wedding present that anyone could have ever asked for." She confided. "What did I ever do to deserve you?" She shook her head in amazement at all that she had been blessed with. "You know that we are going to live happily ever after, don't you, Zan?" She didn't need to be a seer to know their fate, she knew it in her heart, their love was a gift from the gods. "We can't escape it. It's our destiny."

Zan's heart filled with emotion. For the rest of his life he would be thankful for the gift he had been given. "I can't think of a better fate than having you in my life." He drew Deanna to him and kissed her with all the passion and love in his heart.

The gods were indeed kind. Throughout Deanna and Zan's long life together, the birth of their twin sons, and daughter, grandchildren and great grandchildren, they remained the best of friends and the greatest of lovers.
A promised destiny fulfilled.


I hope you enjoyed my story. It was originally suppose to be a short story, but it seemed to have a life of its own, and didn't want to end. Thank you to everyone who took the time to read my story, and a special thanks to those who were kind enough to leave feed back. I have enjoyed writing it, and sharing it with you. K J. Lerebours (what the hell, thought I finally leave my name) :-)

Song used: "I Could Not Ask For More" by EDWIN McCAIN