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One week after Shane's return
Shane and Oliver were sitting at a table at montaldoes, the food was delicious the champagne tasted divine. For once everything seemed to be going okay.
"I'm very glad your back, Shane" Oliver said
"I am too Oliver, I've never been so happy to see my house, my roses, my swing and you most of all" Shane replied. They shared a laugh, it felt so great to have everything not just back to normal but even better. Oliver got up from his seat and held his hand out to Shane
"Care for a dance, my dear" a smile grew across Shane's face
"Of course" she took his strong hand and got up to dance, Oliver held her waist while Shane put her hand on his shoulder. As if like second nature they began to dance. The happy postal workers moved there feet to the music and gazed into each others eyes.
Oliver looked down then spoke
"The water is wide, I cannot cross over and neither have I the wings to fly. Give us a boat that can carry two and both shall row..." it was at this point when Oliver's gaze met Shane's
"my love and I" he spoke slowly Shane stopped, still as the night the corners of her mouth her practically reaching her ears. Shane and Oliver leaned closer together, head tilted eyes closing.
At that very moment a waiter slipped on some water which had been split and dropped the three plates which he was holding onto the floor.
Smash!
Smash!
Smash!
"There's always something, God must we watching us" Oliver chuckled. However, Shane had a very different expression she froze in shock, unlike Oliver she bot thinking about her theory of God and his opinion on their relationship, a set of horrifying thought raced into her. The blows from the plates were ringing in her ears, suddenly she was back at the cyberpost endless booms of explosion were going of in every direction rubble was falling her stomach was churning she just wanted Oliver.
Back in reality, Oliver was calling upon Shane
"Shane, Shane. Are you okay?" Oliver called he moved his hands to hold both her arms and moved he head to look into her eyes as her head had fallen south, he shook her lightly.
"Shane!"Oliver said a little louder and with a bit more urgency. Shane couldn't hear him all she could hear was her heart banging inside her chest, she could barely see him, his caring facial expressions were just a blur in the background of the trance she was battling. Shane felt so afraid, so alone, she wanted Oliver but he wasn't there he couldn't have found the cyberpost, she was in a different country. With all the explosions going off in her mind, Shane felt weak her legs began to shake and soon they could no longer hold her. The poor women legs collapsed, she fell onto the cold dance floor her heart racing. Luckily, Oliver still had a tight grip on Shane and quickly knelt down easing her fall.
"SHANE!" Oliver now yelled.
Finally, Shane could hear a strong voice among the other sounds, it was Oliver's. Almost at once Shane slipped out of the trance she was in. Oliver could see several emotion upon Shane's blushed face. Embarrassment, tiredness, sadness and most worringly fear.