There. All your burdens can be laid to rest. Together, we have defeated the one thing that plagued you for two years. It's over. You extend your hand to me; I still feel that electricity through your covered hand as I accept your offer. Standing, I look to you. It's over. But that look in your eyes tells me there's more to this than I could understand. There is a moment, then, where your lips part ways as if you wish to utter something imperative in the heat of the aftermath. But you stumble; falter over your tongue, and your head drops with a sigh. Frustrated by this, I turn my back to you. My companion needs me. There are others that need me. But I wish you would need me.
You become the very thing you hunted, and I learn that things will never be as they were.
Nevertheless, Feron and my companion retreat, to give me a moment with you. Finally, a moment of our own, uninhibited by the world that circles around us. My attention is turned back to you, back to where it belongs. Slowly, you speak of how this seems impossible; impossible that it's over, or that I stand before you. It's over. I move to you; my arms encircling you in an embrace. A small, comforting voice amongst the chaos that soothes your wounds, "It's alright."
Overwhelmed by this, you lunge forward, lips colliding with mine to form a small piece of our history in a kiss. Those lips, which spoke and gave endless comfort when all seemed lost. But just as quickly as you give them to me, you take them away. I stand in disbelief as you continue.
"It's been two years," The words fall from your down turned mouth, "We're different people."
Two years, you say, as you retreat. We're different people. You're different. I'm different.
I reach to you. My instincts refuse to allow you to tell me what I want; or that I must not want you. My hands touch to your waist, your back arching with a soft, releasing sigh as you are drawn back into me, our lips reconnecting with as much passion and fury as the crumbling ceiling above our battlefield.
Your head drops. "Okay... Okay."
"Okay." I repeat in earnest.