shadyfiction.com - Rain, chapter 36

Title : Rain
Pairing: Eminem/Kim
Summary: Em and Kim are trying work things out, meanwhile- fourteen year old Lily Rayne has problems of her own.

THE LIST OF PEEPS I LOVE: Diamond, Vibe, Jenn, Emily, Sarah, Casey, Ana, Maggie, Maria, Manda, April, Shan, Taz, Sammie, steph, dani, Christine and ryan. If I left you out, YELL at me. I wanna make sure we give props to EVERYONE who loves on me.

Eminem
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Kim
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Lily Rayne
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36
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"Comfy?" I ask as Jesse, one of my bodyguards, places her on the bed. I'd love to say I could carry my seventh month pregnant fiancée from the car to the guestroom but I can't. "Thanks, Man."

"No prob, Em," he says as he leaves.

I close the door and glance at the clock. Five o'clock. We're supposed to be getting married in two hours.

I crawl up onto the bed and sit next to her, our back to the headboard.

"So," I say, rubbing her stomach softly. "How are Mommy and Ally?"

"Do you *really* want a daughter named Ally?" She asks.

"Why not?"

"How many jokes can be made from that? Too many. You really wanna subject your daughter to that?"

Shit. I hadn't really thought- "Okay. What then? Jenny? Connie? Kylie?"

"Ooo, I like that."

"What?"

"Kylie. It's pretty."

"Yeah? Can we use it?"

"Sure, we'll name our next daughter Kylie," she says and puts her head on my shoulder.

God. Seems like as soon as we get over one thing, something else happens. I just- I thank God that our lives suck, but things manage to work out.

"Marsh?"

"Yeah?"

"We're not getting married, are we?"

"Not today," I sigh.

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Dammit. I glance down at my ring and it's not *fair*. I so desperately wanna be his wife again.

"Kim, I'm sorry, but you gotta relax 'n' let the baby rest, ya know?"

"I just- I wanted us to get married tonight, a year after we-"

"I *know*, Kim. I know. I want my wife back again, but- they said twenty-for hours until you can even walk again."

"Well then what the fuck are we gonna do? God dammit," I *really* want us to be married. "I mean- shit- OH FEEL!" I grab his hand and slide it the side on my belly that's being kicked. "See? We're *okay*, Marsh."

"What if we just… postponed?"

"Obviously, we have to. When?"

"Well, we can't dance too too much, but what about tomorrow night? It's after twenty-four hours and we can eat and slow dance a bit and once she's born, we'll have a *real* reception and party on."

"*Right*. Partying while breastfeeding?"

He just smirks and says, "Breastfeeding *is* a party."

"You just like the idea of sucking on my tits."

"Well what can I say? Babies got it easy, Man. Suckin' on *you*, gettin' carried around and cleaned and changed… *damn*."

"Ya know, there are *plenty* of girls who would give their right arms to feed and change you. Some would even suck you."

"Well, unfortunately for them, all I want is *you*, Baby," he smiles and presses his lips to mine softly. "Well? How about it?"

"Sounds perfect," I sigh and relax against him.

"But Kim?"

"Mmm hmm?"

"This no-sex thing is gonna *kill* me."

"Me too, Marsh," I whine.

I mean during the past month I've regretted that stupid decision I made a lot, but I thought waiting and making our night special would be worth it. But when they said "no sex" earlier, I nearly died.

I want him in me so badly and that was supposed to be tonight! We'd be married and make love all night and then have breakfast with the girls and be a family again. Completely.

And now we won't. We can't. It's not FAIR!

"We'll be aiight though," he says and kisses my forehead softly. "We'll be fine."

*Right*.

Fine. Maybe *he* can go without it, but dammit I'm HORNY!

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The wedding will go on. That's what we were told yesterday right after they talked. Tonight at eight is what they said and that's what's being planned on.

I'm really glad they decided that because Hailie was really upset and me too. I'm really looking forward to this- being in a wedding- I've never even *been* to one so this is really special.

"Your turn, Rae-Rae," Hailie says.

Oh right. I roll the dice and- "Oh yeah! I passed go. Gimme my two hundred!"

I glance at the board and I'm *really* happy I didn't land on Hailie's little row of death there. The girl has all three greens *plus* Boardwalk and Park Place with hotels on *ALL* of them!

And it *sucks*.

Kim takes the dice and moves and this is really nice. We brought her breakfast in bed and then lunch too since she can't be up until five tonight. "Hai, why won't we stop for now, okay?"

"Awww," she whines. "Why?" Of course she doesn't wanna stop. She's winning!

"Because I'm tired, Baby. Okay? I'ma take a nap," Kim explains.

"When am I gonna help you in the shower?"

"At five, okay?"

"Can I see Daddy?"

"I'll take you, okay, Hai?" I offer and she nods. "Okay- go grab a few dolls to take."

She runs off and Kim smiles. "We really appreciate your help with her, Lily. You're so grown up, I forget you're just fourteen, ya know?"

"I'm mature for my age," I inform her. "But she's… she's my sister."

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"That she is," I agree. "Okay. You take her down and then you can work on your homework some more."

She nods and finishes putting the game away before heading for the door. "Kim?"

"Yeah?"

"I'm *really* happy to be part of your wedding."

Oh… "I'm really happy to have you in our family again. And I'm honored to have you in my wedding." She smiles and then leaves.

<Ring. Ring.>

"Goin' to my front yard and I'm gonna get married," I answer.

"Hey, Baby. How's ma babies?"

I sigh. I was expecting him to call. "Good," I answer as I rub my stomach. "Hear that, Baby? It's Daddy!"

"Still resting?"

"Yup. We were awake last night for a few hours but I slept late, so-"

"You were? Everything okay?"

"Yeah. Just some kicking in the middle of the night is all. So I watched some TV and then went back to sleep."

"Whad you watch?"

I'm glad he's not here to see me blush. "8 Mile was on HBO."

Shit. I know I should *not* get aroused while watching him fuck someone else, especially since he was actually *with* Brittany, but it's a movie and I'm pregnant and I HAVEN'T HAD SEX IN ONE MONTH!

"Heh," he chuckles. "But no contractions?"

"None at all."

"Good, good. Then I guess we're ready to do the damn thing."

"Yes, Sir! I put a call in to our doctor. I know it's the weekend, but I said it was urgent."

"Why? Is something wrong?"

"Yeah. They told me I can't fuck my husband and that's unacceptable."

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Yeah. I gotta say the thought of no sex wit' her for like five or six months terrifies me. It's already been a month. Two months until she gives birth- that's three. And another two to four until she'll feel like having sex *after* the baby. That's like… SIX MONTHS! *Plus* I've got album promotion in there too, so I may not even *be* here when she feels like having sex again.

"Beg her, Kim. *Beg* her. Is there *any* way to have sex after this? Anything we can do to reduce the risk to you and the baby? Positions that are safe? *Any*thing?"

"Oh, I will, Marshall. If I have to have her draw us a fuckin' *diagram*, I will. If she has to come over here and put you *in* me, she will. *Trust* me."

"I don't think we have to go *that* far, but- I'm pretty fuckin' desperate for you," I confess.

"I'm sorry. This whole month thing was stupid and my fault and-"

"No, no," I say. I mean… it *is*, but "you couldn't know. And it *was* a painfully romantic idea."

"I just… shit. It's been too long since you were inside me."

"I *know*, but just thinkin' about sinkin' into you is making me hard, so I better go 'fore I whip it out right now." And that's *true*.

"Marsh, if you wanna jack off, it's okay. Even if *I* can't have an orgasm, I at least don't get blue balls, okay?"

"Aiight, hold on-" I pause and I'm right. I hear Hailie out there. "Hai here?"

"Oh, yeah. She wanted to see you and I'ma take a nap and Lily's got homework."

"Oh. Okay. I love you, Kim."

"Love you too, Baby."

"I'll see you tonight?"

"Yup! Bye."

"Bye."

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"You can put me down now," I say. I mean- this is embarrassing, really. To be carried to my own wedding? But… Marshall insisted it was either that or not getting married.

I just can't believe it's here. I'm here. We're here. It's time.

I look at the girls' all lined up in their dresses and it makes me so happy. The photographers are going absolutely insane and after the ceremony we'll have about an hour or two of picture taking which I'm not looking forward to, but it will be really nice to have them. We don't have much of a wedding album for our first one. Maybe we were supposed to be doing this again. I rub my stomach a bit and wink at Lily.

"You girls look… *so* beautiful." The blue embroidered lilies on their dresses just… bring out their eyes. What are the chances that I'd have three gorgeous blue-eyed girls? [Click HERE to see pictures of the dresses!]

"Da fowers!" Whitney giggles and throws a couple petals at me.

"No, no, not yet, Whitney," Hailie tells her sister as the music starts. We have violins playing the traditional wedding music and it's just… I peek out the curtains and see Marshall standing in the front and he's… *fuck* he's gorgeous. [Click HERE to see pictures of the tux!]

"Ready to do the damn thing?" Paul asks me as he takes my arm.

"Yes, Sir, I believe I am. How's Marsh?"

"Calm."

"Me too," I smile. "I know it's right, Paul. I know we've… given you a run for your money and the press too- but… it's right this time. I *feel* it."

He just laughs. "That's what he said. Almost those exact words."

"It's destiny," I smile.

"Baby's okay?"

"Yup," I smile as the curtains are pulled back and everyone stands up for my entrance.

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Holy. Shit.

She looks… *fuck*.

That's my- gonna be my *wife*.

This is just- it's like *finally*.

"Who gives this woman?"

"I do," Paul says and kisses Kim's cheek before I take her arm.

"You look *gorgeous*," I whisper and kiss her cheek as well.

"Ruggedly handsome yourself, Mr. Mathers," she smirks as we turn toward the preacher.

"Dearly beloved, we are gathered here this evening to share in the joy of Marshall and Kim as they celebrate the rebirth of their love."

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This is beyond cool.

They are *so* happy right now. I can tell.

I tighten my hold on Whitney as she drinks from her sippy cup.

"Marriage," the preacher continues, "they have learned is not something to be taken lightly, but to be entered into purposefully and reverently with dedication and poise. Marshall and Kim have had many hard lessons but reunited and rededicated to share their lives with each other."

He turns to Marshall and says, "Do you, Marshall Bruce Mathers the third, take Kimberly Anne Scott to be your lawfully wedded wife in sickness and in health, for richer and for poorer, for better and for worse until death do you part?"

"I've never been more sure of anything in my life," he says. "I do."

"And do you, Kimberly Anne Scott, take Marshall Bruce Mathers the third to be your lawfully wedded husband in sickness and in health, for richer and for poorer, for better and for worse until death do you part?"

"With every fiber of my being, I *do*."

Hailie squeezes my hand and I smile at her. She's *so* excited, she's ready to pop.

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"At this time, I'll invite Marshall and Kim to say their vows. Marshall?"

He takes my hands in his and stares deep into my eyes and I *know*, just like I always did, that *this* is the man I'm meant to be with for*ever*.

"Kim, we've… been through a *lot*, some good and some bad, but through it all, you've always been *there* for me. The times we're apart were- *no*. I… shit, you wouldn't think I'd be so tongue-tied with this gorgeous, sexy, wonderful, loving woman in front of me, ready to make all my dreams come true. But- you *do*, Kim. You *are* my wildest fantasies. You're everything I think about, everything I wanted, I just- I guess *we* didn't realize it. But I do know.

"The past few months, especially, have been *hard*. We've learned to trust each other and I don't think we had that before and it's… amazing. *You* are amazing. I can imagine how empty my life would be without you and it's terrifying. I'm *so* grateful to have another chance at making a life with you and this will be- it'll be *way* better than before, because it's one built on trust and deep love, which is something I'll always honor and worship. I *love* you, Kim. I always have and I always will."

Oh god. I'm completely crying like an idiot.

"And this is why you told me *I* could go first," I whimper and wipe my eyes and he just pulls me into his arms and hugs me.

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God, she's *so* radiant.

She pulls away from me, whispering, "Okay, I can do this."

She holds my hands tighter and smiles. "I *can* do this because I have you, Marsh. It's always been you- even when I thought it wasn't. You've had my heart from the second I saw you jumping around on Mrs. Smith's couch. We've been through *so* much and you're *still* in my heart, stronger than ever. I want- I used to dream about having your children and being your wife. I used to dream about holding our first grandchild and watching our daughter's graduate high school and through it all, I'd dream of our love- of long nights spent making love and mornings waking up next to you… and it's- god, it's *here*. For *real*.

"There have been days, nights, when I was terrified I'd never have that again, when I thought you were lost to me forever, but… we have each other again and I am *so* grateful. I thank God every day that he's given us the strength to build that love again, to learn to trust what's between us. I thank God for the ability to create children out of our love, and for the ability to forgive each other for our own stupidity. I'm proud to stand here and take you as my husband again and *know* that it's forever, that our love will *never* stop. We can survive anything as long as we're together. I *love* you, Baby."

I can't help it because if I don't hide my face and wipe my eyes on her, everyone will see *I'm* crying, so I pull her to me again and hug her.

"Big baby," she whispered.

"*Wo*man," I grumble softly.

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Oh my god, that was the most beautiful stuff I've ever heard. Hailie is crying, I'm crying, Paul is crying, half of D12 is crying, it's a whole big cry fest.

Shaun hands the priest the rings and he blesses them. "Let these rings be a symbol of the union between Marshall and Kim. Lord, let these be as blessed as their sacred union and may you bless them with several happy years ahead. Amen."

"Amen," everyone says.

"Marshall, please take this ring and place is on Kim's finger and say, 'with this ring, I thee wed'."

Hailie is all smiles when he repeats, "With this ring, I thee wed."

"Kim, place *this* ring on *Marshall's* finger and say, 'with this ring, I thee wed'."

"With this ring, I thee wed," she says, sniffling a little bit.

"By the power vested in me by the Lord Almighty and the State of Michigan, I now pronounce you Husband and Wife. Marshall, you may kiss your bride."

"They're married!" Hailie giggles in my ear and latches her arms on me as she squeals.

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He slowly slides his left arm around my waist and places his right hand on our child before his lips caress mine softly and I'm just… swept away.

We *finally* did it!

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She's *finally* mine!

Everyone is cheering and clapping and Hailie is squealing when I finally pull away from her.

"One heck of a kiss, Husband," Kim says through her tears.

"You too, Wife."

"Ladies and Gentleman, may I present to you for the last time, Mr. and Mrs. Mathers."

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The music starts as he leads her out for their first dance as husband and wife and it's… *so* beautiful. I wonder if my mom and dad were this happy when *they* got married.

// I could stay awake just to hear you breathing
Watch you smile while you are sleeping
While you're far away and dreaming
I could spend my life in this sweet surrender
I could stay lost in this moment forever
Well, every moment spent with you
Is a moment I treasure//

He holds her so close and I wonder what they're talking about.

They look so… *right*.

"Lily, you look absolutely breath-taking," Marcie says and hugs me. "Your mother would be *so* happy, Lily."

"Would she?" I ask.

// I don't wanna close my eyes
I don't wanna fall asleep
'Cause I'd miss you, baby
And I don't wanna miss a thing
'Cause even when I dream of you
The sweetest dream would never do
I'd still miss you, baby
And I don't wanna miss a thing//

"She would have been sorry she missed seeing you so beautiful, but yes- she would have been proud- the way you've grown up- with how you're doing in school- straight A's. I bet she's smiling right now."

"Thanks, Marcie," I say.

And as the music plays and I watch my parents dancing, I can't help but be a little glad I didn't miss this.

// I don't wanna miss one smile
I don't wanna miss one kiss
Well, I just wanna be with you
Right here with you, just like this
I just wanna hold you close
Feel your heart so close to mine
And just stay here in this moment
For all the rest of time
Don't wanna close my eyes
Don't wanna fall asleep
'Cause I'd miss you, baby
And I don't wanna miss a thing
'Cause even when I dream of you
The sweetest dream would never do
'Cause I'd still miss you, baby
And I don't wanna miss a thing
I don't wanna close my eyes
I don't wanna fall asleep
'Cause I'd miss you, baby
And I don't wanna miss a thing
'Cause even when I dream of you
The sweetest dream would never do
I'd still miss you, baby
And I don't wanna miss a thing//

These stories are for entertainment purposes only. They are completely fictitious, and the authors mean no harm to EMINEM, his family, friends, or anyone else that may have been depicted as a 'real life' character. No money was made on the fiction here, either directly or indirectly, i.e. paid advertising. In other words - it's just a bunch of shit we wrote for fun. Please don't take it seriously.