Will's P.O.V
When I woke up that morning, I tried to remember a time the smile wasn't plastered on my face. But my thought were unable to head past last night. The grand Christmas party, Jem's uncle, good bye to Magnus, the talk with Jessamine.
None of them mattered. Not to me at least. Nothing mattered other than my Tess. My Tess and the fact that she said yes.
I wondered whether it was a dream as I poured a pail of water over my head. I was wondering whether when I walked out of this room, it would all fade away. A little dread seeped into me as I stepped out and began walking through the corridors of the Institute. My feet automatically led to Tessa's room. I knocked, hesitantly pushing the door a little further. I saw the frail figure of Tessa, laying on her bed, tucked safely under her blanket. The bliss on her face melted my heart. I walked in and gently shut the door behind me, wincing at the noise the floor boards made as I tip-toed towards her bed. I perched on the edge, right beside her and took her hand in mine. She stirred and opened her wide grey eyes to look at me. She sat up slowly.
'Will,' she whispered. I got the feeling her next few words were going to be precious. 'I had the most brilliant dream last night.' Her face tightened. 'Please tell me it wasn't a dream.'
'Oh Tess,' I muttered, pressing my forehead to my knuckles that I firmly held in my hand. 'I came here for you to assure me. But for both of us to have the same dream? That can not be a coincidence, can it?'
She gently pulled my chin up with the tips of her fingers. i held her hand as I looked up into her sturdy grey eyes. They looked thoughtful but there was something else as well. Love. I felt my heart skip at least fifteen beats and was out of breath.
'Uncertainty is not a nice flavor on you, William,' she said with the same thoughtfulness with which she had spoken the day we met. Since then until that very day, I remembered every word those sweet, sweet lips had uttered.
The sound of her voice undid all the restraints in me. 'Oh Tess,' I groaned and buried my face in her neck. She held me still, pressing her cheek to my hair and stroking it with her other hand.
'I love you Tessa,' I whispered, rediscovering the joy of speaking my mind. 'I love you too, my Will,' she replied, planting a gentle kiss in my hair.
Tessa's P.O.V
My Will.
For so long I had dreamed of the two words being used together that it had begun to seem like a fantasy that would never come true. The thought had filled me with so much hope, it made me all the more certain that it wouldn't last.
Oh how I had forgotten the number of surprises that life had in store for us.
Looking at him then, I was certain. This was all there was for me.
This and Jem of course.
The thought of him filled my heart with pain. The moment he looked at me, Will too understood and fell into his own reverie.
'I miss him so much,' I whispered, angrily wiping away the tear that slid down my cheek.
'We shall grieve,' Will said solemnly. 'But we shall also rejoice. For he was given another chance to live. What more could we ask for?'
I nodded and rested my head on Will's shoulder. 'I still miss him, Will.'
Will sighed, for once sounding like the seventeen year old boy he was.
'I know, Tess. And I miss him too.'