Lightening

*Zeus*

I sat there staring at this beautiful woman who lay broken in the bed. Who would hurt something so precious? *What the hell is wrong with people* Sand told us that Brian and Ryan were cut from the same cloth. When we walked into the intensive care where his wife lays in a bed, hurt, and he is standing there trying to fuck the nurse, He is a waste of life to me. Sickening. I will find him and show him what a real monster looks like. Ryan has threatened another one of Sand's friends unless she calls some number and talks to him. This doesn't make sense for Ark, he doesn't care about what Ryan wants. What's in this for him? Maybe they just bring out the most evil in each other. I have had a friend like that before, almost got me killed. Tanya was sleeping by the time the others finally left. I sat there in silence as the guards sat outside the door. I watched as her chest rose and fell hypnotized by the rhythm. I was instantly drawn to this woman. I don't get drawn to women, never really have, but for some reason, I couldn't look away from her. She started to stir, bringing me out of my head. I looked over at her and could see one bright blue eye looking at me. She couldn't open the other one. I wanted to comfort her. I refrained but tried to speak softly asking her how she was feeling. She kind of chuckled grimacing, "I feel like someone threw me into a woodchipper" she said quietly. How was she finding humor in this? It frustrated me, but I was amazed at her positivity. I didn't have that ability, like Sandra, like Henry, or like her. I couldn't find a smile looking at what those fucks did to her. All I could find was rage. She started to try to sit up so I jumped up to assist her as quickly as I could. She gave me a confused look for a moment before sinking back against her pillows. "Can I get you anything, Miss Tanya?" I said again as softly as I could. I wasn't a soft man. Not at all. I was ruthless. I was violent. I was filled with rage and hate. Something about her tore at me, making me want to be gentle. She asked me shyly for a drink. I don't think she is used to someone doing things for her thanks to that piece of trash husband.

I grabbed her ice water from her side table and held the straw up to her mouth. She flinched as she brought it to her lips, that blue eye looking up at me as she sucked some in her mouth. This made me feel the way I shouldn't be feeling, I think I even closed my eyes for a moment before opening them back up and breathing in deeply. "Thank You." She said heavier than before. I looked down noticing she was breathing harder wondering if maybe she felt what I had. *What are you thinking Z? You don't trust women. Well Sand, but she earned that.* I took the cup set it back on the table and sat back in the chair willing myself not to look back at her. I felt a soft brush against my arm. I turned to see her trying to climb partly out of her bed. What a strong little woman, I know pain, and this woman hurts. I looked over at her trying to find the words to ask her what the hell she was doing. She smiled at me and answered before I could get them out. "I need to stand, I want out of here." She said bravely putting her hand up to my shoulder to steady her as she stood up. I heard a slight groan but she tried to mask it with talking. "So they call you Zeus huh? Is that your name then, are you the God of Thunder and lightning?" She chuckled letting out a groan again. I had to take a few slow breaths before answering her, so she couldn't hear how her hand on my shoulder was affecting me. "Yes, my name is Zeus, or Z, whatever you wish to call me ma'am." I was trying to keep the conversation business professional. She smiled at me flinching as she moved closer to my face. "Listen, God of Thunder, One who brings the lightning, Could you not call me ma'am? It makes me feel like I am about 60, Thanks." She laughed a little bit but I think it caused her too much pain. I reached for her but quickly pulled my hand back. Her humor amazed me. Not many people could have the night that she did and crack jokes the next day. I could see why she and Sand were friends. I could tell she was getting winded trying to stand so I asked her if she would like to sit in the chair. She looked at the distance between the bed and chair, trying to decide if she could make it that far. "I can help you," I said softly, She nodded in agreement. I ran my arm around her waist.

She started to stumble so I ran my other arm around her quickly to catch her. Her body pressed to mine felt right. I was inches away from her lips. "Are you okay?" I whispered, trying to catch my breath. I watched as her lips formed into a smile parting to tell me she was fine. My mind raced thinking about how soft her lips looked, how badly I wanted to taste them. I had to get out of this room. I turned and lifted her to the chair sitting her down gently. "Maybe shouldn't try to walk without those," I said pointing at the crutches beside her bed. I tried to hide the tension. "Good point," she said quietly. I grabbed her table rolling it beside her making sure she could reach anything she might need. "Can I get you anything?" I asked walking a safe distance away. She shook her head no grabbing the remote to turn on the television. I think she noticed. *You don't understand sweet Tanya, I'm not a good man* I walked towards the door telling her I needed to make a call assuring her the guards would not move, and I wouldn't go too far away. I walked to the hall keeping my eyes on her door. I pulled out my phone and called Jo. When he answered he sounded like he was upset. "Hey Smoke, the girl is awake, she seems to be feeling okay. Pretty strong actually. Should I head back to the city?" I was talking very quickly hoping he would tell me to return. I heard him tell Sand that her friend was okay. I couldn't hear what she said. "I think you should stay there with Tanya's brother. We have been trying to find Takara, Sandra was friends with her in Ohio, Last time she posted on social media she was in New York, She was in the peak." I felt anger when he said it. Luca was known to run some traffic in that area. "Do you think, Luca?" I asked lowering my voice. He told me we would discuss it later. He said Sandra wanted to call the number. "I don't like that Idea," I said sharply. "That is up to Sandra, I can't make decisions for her." His voice was low telling me he wasn't happy about it either. "Tell her I don't think it's a good idea. I will stay with the girl, keep me updated." I said frustrated. Before I hung up I heard Sandra's voice in my ear. "Listen, big guy, Tanya is tattered and torn like me. I saw it in your eyes friend, you want to help her. Get your head out of your ass Zeus." She giggled a bit reaching the phone back to Jo. "We are not at the city house Z, I won't let her stay in the city til that son of a bitch is dead, well both of them." I agreed.

After I hung up I walked back into the room with Tanya, she was watching some sitcom. I pulled one of the chairs beside her. She looked over at me with a smile. "Boss said you had to stay with the gimp girl huh?" She giggled a bit clearly in pain. On impulse, I reached for her hand, "I wanted to stay." I admitted, mostly to myself. She lifted my hand to her lips kissing it. My heart stopped. Why was she doing that? "Thank You," she said softly kissing my fingers again. I felt myself getting harder every time her lips touched my skin. "Tanya I.." She shushed me kissing my fingertips before running my hand down her stomach. She asked the guards to close the door and then bluntly asked me to touch her. "You're hurt Tanya, I can't." I tried to tell her no. She leaned up and looked directly into my eyes. "I don't want to feel them on me anymore, take it away Zeus, Touch me." She was begging me. I nodded my head. I got up and locked the doors, making sure no one could see me through the blinds. I walked over to her lifting her from the chair to the bed so she could lay comfortably with her legs open. I crawled beside her kissing her softly. I wasn't usually soft with this, but it was what she needed. I ran my hand to her breast. It fits perfectly in my palm, I squeezed softly watching as she closed her eyes tilting her head back. "You are such an amazing strong and beautiful woman, Tanya, You caught my eye the minute I entered this room," I whispered in her ear. I ran my hand down her stomach to the little patch of hair above her slit. "Are you sure sweet woman?" I asked again to make sure. She ran her hand to mine pushing it onto her. I could feel how wet she was already on the outside. She was ready for me, she had been for a while. I pushed my fingers inside of her finding her clit and rubbing it softly. I watched as her lips parted letting out a soft moan. "You feel so good Tanya, I want to taste you." She looked at me nodding again giving me the permission I was looking for. I slid down the bed and carefully moved past her cast. She was watching me waiting, as soon as my tongue hit her she moaned loudly pushing her hips forward. I realized she hadn't been touched like this for years. I ran my thumb over her clit using my tongue inside of her. I felt her legs begin to shake. She was going to explode. I started to rub faster this time looking up, I wanted to watch her let go. When she did it was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen, she was free. I crawled up beside her wrapping my arms around her.

"Don't you want to get off too God of Thunder?" She panted. "This time was for you sweet Tanya," I whispered. She looked back at me and smiled, "Next time?" She said with a clear sound of hope in her voice, "Next time my lady, next time."