So I recently fell in love with the film, and this ship in particular, just because of their stunning personalities, which led me wanting to write about it... here goes, please review, means everything to me.

As they boarded the ship after defeating the hollows, Olive found herself questioning what had happened whilst her body was formulating into ice. The only substantial moment she remembers was her blood and bones freezing slowly into ice cubes before Enoch saying "I never realised", before her body started emitting the warm flames that were there previous to the ice.

She had not remembered what else had happened whilst she was out semi-unconscious but by the giggles and smirks erupting from the younger children every time she looked their way, she guessed that it something slightly more than a few words.

Making her way through the corridor down the ship, Olive made her way to Claire's and Bronwyn's room where she had to collect their bedsheets in order to wash them.

Knocking on the door once, she made her way into the room as they looked up from playing with their teddy bears and towards Olive.

"How are we girls?" Olive asked the two little ones.

"Alright now it's over" Said little Claire, clad in her pink dress that looked adorable on her, complete with the teddy bear in hand.

"Yes it's splendid that we made it" Olive replied, picking up the bed sheets and making her way out of the room.

"Olive" Bronwyn shouted, startling Olive before she turned around to find Bronwyn running towards her and pulled her in for a tight hug. "I'm so glad Enoch saved you!" She said slowly, almost as if she was saying the words for the first time.

"Me too" Olive squeaked as Bronwyn squeezed ever so slightly too tight around Olive's small waist. As Bronwyn let go of the redhead, Olive bid farewell to the girls and made her way into the corridor, glancing at Hugh and Fiona who were in Fiona's room whispering to on another, something that Miss Peregrine may disapprove of, thinking of this I continued, before colliding into something strong and falling to the ground with a yelp.

As Olive rubbed her head, she noted that the person she had bumped into was in fact Enoch O'Connor.

Her crush.

Her love.

Her saviour.

"Oh gosh I'm so sorry Enoch, I didn't mean to, I didn't even see you there and I-" Olive spluttered embarrassingly picking up all the bed sheets she had dropped.

"Olive, it's fine, Chill out" Enoch replied in his strong Scottish accent that sent goosebumps all over Olive's skin.

Olive beamed at him before apologising once more, a little blush on her cheeks whilst doing so and quickly walking off down the corridor to deal with her chores.

Whilst completing her chores she desperately wondered what Enoch had done in order to regain her consciousness during the hollow attack, it left her mind buzzing with excitement yet anxiety of what Enoch had done. She realised that she needed to actually speak to him about it before someone else did, she though that it would be best for her to gain the answer from his own mouth rather than an interpretation of another person's story of events.

After her jobs had been completed for the day she decided that she would go and visit Enoch, the butterflies in her stomach making reappearance as she neared his door in anticipation.

Knocking twice on the wooden door opposite her own and hearing a faint 'come in' from the other side, she carefully opened the door to come face to face with Enoch lying on his bed, in his usual attire of trousers, top and jumper, however missing the jumper (which left Olive slightly pink due to the revealing of his strong arms) as well as a book in his lap.

"Oh Olive" He said, with a quick upward turn of the lips, however as quick as it came, the quicker it had gone. Typical Enoch.

"Hi Enoch…erm… I've just come to apologise for earlier again and to ask something" Olive said her anxiety pouring into her voice.

"ah well the collision was a joint effort so I don't blame ya" He said pulling himself up into a sitting position on his bed, putting his book down, shaking his head or curly brown hair as he did so.

Olive smiled again, her usual optimism seeping into her actions, as she took a step towards him.

"What's the question?" Enoch asked pulling Olive out of her daydream.

"erm.. well it's just that I was wondering what happened whilst was frozen as everyone else keeps looking at me differently and its making me anxious as what happened… so I was wondering what you did in order to help me come back again" Olive asked looking down on the floor, no daring a second to look into his eyes in fear of rejection.

An audible sigh came from is lips as she heard him stand up along with a few steps before she saw the tips of his shows a few feet in front of her.

"I suppose I should probably tell you" He sighed running a hand through his hair almost nervously, as she lifted her head to look into his hazel eyes a deep contrast from her crystal blue eyes.

"I.. er…" Enoch looked away towards the window quickly before saying "I'm not very good at this"

Olive smiled at him reassuringly, not asking anything in fear of putting him off, before reaching an arm out and taking his hand and threading their fingers together.

"I… admitted to you how much I took you for granted… and … er… I-I erm did this…" He said before leaning and kissing her lips as quickly as he dared.

Olive's mouth hung open in shock, as she came to her senses of what had happened.

"Y-you kissed me?" Olive stuttered as she placed a finger to her lips, star struck, as the handsome boy in front of her, had done what she had been wanting for so long, had finally happened and she couldn't be happier.

"I know I wasn't meant to, and that it was out of order but I-"Was all Enoch could come back with before he saw a flash of red before arms embracing him in a fierce hug.

Enoch, the boy who raised the dead, the boy who usually hides his emotion from everybody, allowed his barrier to collapse to pieces as he hugged her back with the same amount of intensity.

"I honestly thought… I'd lost you" He muttered aloud, when really it was just his inner thoughts, whilst burying his head in her shoulder breathing in the intoxicating smell of her shampoo.

Olive pulled back ever so slightly, her arms still locked around his strong torso as she looked at him in the eyes. The heartless Enoch, the boy who was void to any emotion, grumpy and moody on a 24 hour basis had just crumbled in front of her and only increased her love for him further.

So without any second thought, just in case she talked herself out of it, she placed her lips on his for her first ever kiss.

Only shocked for a moment, Enoch smiled in to the kiss that he thought would never happen in a million years, as he pulled her closer. Being both their first, what was classified as first 'proper' kiss, began quite clumsily, but after a few seconds of gaining confidence and the knowledge that mother nature had intended, their hidden love and attraction for each other was shown in the kiss.

Olive, feeling more confident with herself, moved her gloved hands into his hair, dying to feel the hair under her fingertips instead of leather gloves, whereas as in a stark contrast from Olive's soft hands, Enoch's were much more possessive, grabbing her hips and pulling her closer to him with one hand before bringing the other hand up to the back of her neck, occasionally twirling a lock of fiery red hair around his fingertips.

After air became an issue, the two separated, barely as their heavy breathing was mixing as they looked into each other's eyes, enjoying the moment of closeness between the two and the infusion of breaths, Enoch pulled Olive in for an embrace, fuelling their love for each other.

"I..erm" Enoch tried to state before one of Olive's gloved fingers were pressed up against Enoch's now slightly bruised lips.

"I love you" There she had finally admitted it after containing it within her ever since she had realised, and for the first time she had ever seen, Enoch smiled.

An actual smile.

An actual tooth grinning smile.

And Olive actually nearly fainted. Nearly.

"I can't describe how… that felt when ya said that" Enoch mumbled as he looked into her eyes, his eyes filling up with something that for once, she couldn't recognise.

"I-" Was all Olive could mutter before the strong arms around her, pulled her even closer and familiar lips were back upon her own, and she sound that his lips were tight, as she kissed him back, as if he was smiling.

And that one kiss, spoke of many different words and promises and Olive found herself smiling also as she realised that she would be dead if not for Enoch and that he was her world, which only ked her to kiss him harder.

Please review, thank you loves x