Ten Moments with Ash and Mary-Lynette

Disclaimer: I don't won Night World.

REWRITTEN.

Sigh. Ash is finally back.

A light summer breeze blew through Mary-Lynette's hair. She smiled.

He's back. For good.

"Hey Mare!"

Mary-Lynette grinned and waved through her open windows. She always feel so giddy around him. Or whenever he's in her sight, that's for sure.

She rushed down stairs and opened the door to see Ash's blonde hair bobbed into view.

"You ready?"

"Absolutely," Mary-Lynette replied.

Ash reached down and kissed her softly, "C'mon then."

Mary-Lynette nodded and shouted a goodbye before shutting the door close.

"So, I hear that the hill has a great view," Ash said once he got in the driver's seat.

"Oh really?"

"Yeah, but nothing could ever beat the view that I'm looking at now," Ash stared, adoringly, at Mary-Lynette, though she looks confused—bewildered.

Mare looked around and glanced behind her.

"Why are you looking at me?" Mare eyed him suspiciously.

Ash smirked, trying to hide his smile—and succeeded.

It took a while before Mary-Lynette realized that she was the view that Ash mentioned.

"Oh! You mean me! I'm 'the view'. Duh!" Mare laughed and mentally slapped herself for being so un-romantic.

Ash laughed, "You're so un-romantic, Mare."

"I know," Mare sighed and buckled her seatbelt.

"That's what I love about you," Ash said when he sped away from Mary-Lynette's house.

Mare laughed—again, "What? For being so un-romantic?"

"That—and for being really clueless as to what I'm saying," Ash grinned.

She crossed her arms and pouted, "And that's what I don't love about you. You're too much of a smartass."

He chuckled, "Admit it, Mare."

"Admit what?"

"That you do love me being a smartass. You love everything about me," Ash grinned and gave her a wink.

She was aware that her cheeks were tinted red from the humiliation and said, "Fine. I love everything about you, but it's not like I'm the only one."

Oops. That sounded wrong.

"You're right. You're not the only one who loves everything about me. I—" Ash just had to drag that one word—which is I—so long "—love everything about myself as well."

She hit him—hard—on his lean but robust arm, "Shut up, Ash."

He clicked his tongue, "We're here."

The conversation was long, forgotten.

Ash walked over to the passenger's side and opened the door for Mare.

She smiled and pecked his cheek softly, "Thanks."

"It's not even the view yet."

"I know. But, as you said… nothing could ever beat the view that I'm looking at now," Mare smiled up at Ash as she slid one of her hands into his own.

He chuckled and kissed her forehead.

"Hold on," Ash slipped away from Mary-Lynette and returned a moment later with a picnic basket and a blanket in his arms.

One of her eyebrows were raised, "Picnic…under the stars?"

Ash nodded and led the way. Once they got to the top of the hill, he quickly laid the blanket and sat on it—pulling Mary-Lynette with him in the process.

The place is indeed beautiful. Green grass everywhere. The smell of fresh green leaves mixing with the late night summer breeze. The stars shining brightly above them—with the moon, of course. And with the crickets chirping softly, the setting seems so…exotic.

"Beautiful," He breathed when Mare finally got comfortable between his legs. He was referring to the scenery and Mary-Lynette—if you know what I mean.

"I know," Mary-Lynette whispered and leaned her head back, against his chest.

He stroked her hair softly, "You better eat what I brought for you."

She laughed, "Of course I will, silly."

Mare sat up and hastily took the picnic basket in her arms. And Goddess, it was heavy.

"Are you trying to make me fat so that you could make fun of me?" she glared at Ash.

"No—no. I just…don't know what you like," Ash grinned, sheepishly.

She giggled, "Why didn't you ask me?"

He shrugged and pulled her back to lean on his chest again. Mare sighed.

She peeked inside the picnic basket and saw that it has a PBandJ sandwich, a big bottle of orange juice, a chocolate bar (Yum), a bottle of milk, a big (very big) doughnut, and a box of cookies.

Her gaze turned slightly to Ash's sitting form, "Ash?"

Ash turned his head towards her, "Hmm?"

"If I don't eat all of this…what are you going to do?"

He paused before chuckling, "I'll probably give it to Jade or feed it to Tiggy."

"Well, I don't think I want to eat. At all."

Right after those words came out of her mouth, her stomach suddenly growled.

Ash laughed, "Yeah, you're not hungry. At all."

"I just don't like eating alone! Specially, when you're here. I want you to eat with me. Not watch me eat."

"I already fed. If that's what you mean," Ash winked.

She giggled, "Not that kind of eating."

"Oh."

Her stomach growled again and he bursted out laughing. She took the box of cookies and opened it.

Crunch. Crunch. Crunch.

She sighed, "C'mon Ash…just one bite?"

He shook his head, "I'm full. No need to worry."

Mare pouted, "Please?"

"No."

"Please?"

"No."

Mare ate another cookie and prompted, "Please, Ash? Pretty please?"

An idea popped in his head.

"Fine."

She pulled away from Ash and held out a cookie in front of him, "Here."

Ash smirked and leaned towards Mare, avoiding the cookie.

He wasn't the one with the sweet tooth among the Redfern siblings. It was always the younger ones. Or in Ash's case, the female ones.

Mary-Lynette gasped when he's hands found its way around her waist, stroking it over and over again. Ash took this opportunity and slid his tongue gently inside her mouth, licking her bottom lip and sucking some bits of cookies from the insides of her hot mouth. When he finally licked all of the cookie bits inside her mouth, he pulled away.

"Mmm. It tastes very sweet," Ash murmured, when he got his breath back.

Mary-Lynette stared at Ash, dumbfounded. Realization hit her hard. A red tinted blush crept from her neck and to her pale cheeks.

"Ash you—!" She smacked him. Real hard.

"Ow! What was that for?" Ash glared at her while rubbing his head.

"That was for—" Mary-Lynette paused "—for…" Her voice trailed off.

"For what?"

She shrugged, "I don't know. I just felt like hitting you."

Ash's mouth gaped open, "That smack was for nothing?"

"Yup," Mare nodded her head, taking a bite from another cookie.

"Unbelievable."

Mare grinned as she looked up at Ash, "I know."

He smiled and pulled her in a hug, "I love you, you know that?"

She giggled, "And I love you, do you know that?"

"I know now."

Mare poked his nose with her index finger, "You knew that ever since, mister."

Ash laughed and gave Mare a short kiss.

"I love you…so much." He murmured as he trailed kisses up and down her neck

She sighed, happily, and took his face in her hands—cookies forgotten—and kissed him again, "I love you, too…more than you'll ever know."