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Chapter 2 " Morning Dreams "
The next morning Walter sat on his window seat looking out over the Glen. Oh how beautiful it was and how he had missed it. But how could there be such beautiful peaceful mornings and ugliness in the world at one time? How could there be the ugliness which is the war that was going on in Europe and this wonderful morning be going on in the same world? He just couldn't comprehend how.
He decided to go down to Rainbow Valley; maybe he could forget it for a while if he went down there. He wandered around on his own for a while, he had many memories there and they kept him preoccupied for a time. He recalled the old piper of his, and then he shuddered. His prediction had proved correct, and he was sad it did, he would have given everything if this hadn't happened, except his love for his family and for Una.
He recalled memories of his childhood and for a moment he was a boy again, the war was far on the future and he was just the laughing, jolly, poetic boy of Rainbow Valley days. The memories of war had faded for the time being and they could not trouble him as they did and would most of his life. The only memory that brought him happiness that had not taken place before the war was when he had kissed Una's pale check. The rest were painful, that horrible feeling inside of shirking a duty and after that the horrible feeling that he may leave this world without Una ever knowing that he loved her, those had been the only feelings inside him during the war, save that one sensation of his lips upon her check.
But, like Mr. Meredith had that fateful evening so long ago, he allowed time to curve back to the happy days before the war. He was merely a boy with his set of ambitions to be a world-renowned poet. Then it happened……
He heard a sound of crying. Not that of crying from stress or an argument or like that of the pain of the body, like that of someone who has a deep pain in the heart. The crying was a deep mournful sob. The sob of heartbreak, no one but a person who has had their heart broken could possibly have made that sound. It was agony just to hear it, so Walter went to go and if possible comfort this person.
The sound seemed to be coming from the infamous spring where many lovers had meet and dreamed, the spring where so long ago Walter had shown Mr. Meredith. Walter thought on his way that this war had made everything turn from laughter to this bitter heart wrenching sob.
When he got there he found a woman he didn't recognize because her hands covered her head, this women seemed oddly familiar… She appeared to have dark hair, and it was done in a style that was plain yet pretty, he was almost sure he had seen her before, but he couldn't put his finger on where.
" Excuse me miss, but are you alright?" inquired Walter
" I was just taking a moment to relieve my pain." She said, head still in her hands
" And what pain would that be?" He said getting more curious.
" This whole war is pain, is it not?" She sounded so miserable
" Of course. Is there any thing I can do?" He said overflowing with pity for this poor woman
" You could go to Europe and bring Walter Blythe back."
"Why would you want me to do that?" Said Walter who was completely baffled at why this mysterious woman would specifically want him back from the front.
"Why would you want to know? She was curious but was regarding her conversation to Walter as second priority to her thoughts.
"Because if I am to go to the front where I just got back from I want to know why I have to bring him back?" Walter decided the only way to find out this woman's reasoning was to act as though he wasn't himself."
"I do have a reason, I love him." She found it hard to believe why anyone would ask why she wanted Walter back.
"Miss, could you please tell me who you are. I don't know who you are and I wish you would not conceal your identity so I can help you." He thought of revealing his identity but decided against it.
"Well I've told you the one way you can help."
"And I've done it."
"What on Earth are you talking about?"
"Just look up and you'll see, I'm still not sure who you are Miss, but I want to help you for some reason." He decide to help this woman, he could talk to Una later and explain, even if this woman might make inappropriate advances, he must help her.
She suddenly looked up. All of Walter's soul was as if it had been feed some vital food. It was Una! There she was in front of him, those very eyes of which he dreamed were looking at him.
For a moment neither of them moved, both of their souls were lost from the shock of being, for the first time in so long, reunited with the one thing each of them loved above all.
After that blessed moment was over with Una cried "Walter" and threw her arms around him as lovingly as Rilla had, but with the form of love not of a sister but of someone who loves as a soul who has found a soul so kindred to it that it can't survive without it. "Una" he said just as lovingly and he threw his arms around her never wanting to let her go again.
"I can assure you Miss that I do return your love." He whispered in her ear.
"Oh, Walter I, I, don't know what to say. Its as if all of heaven has opened up for me." Una said meekly, oh so meekly his Una. The thought of her actually loving him as much as he loved her! If he died now he would have died the happiest man in the world, Una loved him, he loved Una, what more could either of them ask for?
They stayed there for a long while, it seemed like just a minute to them. Suddenly Rilla's voice could be heard through Rainbow Valley calling to tell Walter that supper (now more commonly known as lunch) was ready.
" I must be going, you should too, I bet supper is ready at your house as well and I'm not sure Rosemary would like it if you weren't there. She would be worried as she loves you so." He paused," She isn't the only one to love you besides your family you know. I love you too." Walter's face broke into a smile. Una returned it whole heartedly, and she gave his hand a squeeze.
"I love you too." She said
He bent down and gave her a warm, affectionate kiss on the lips. The first time he had ever kissed her like that, and he prayed it wouldn't be the last. Both of them wanted it never to end, but it was inevitable, Walter had to go to supper and so did Una. Una sighed, oh how she loved him. She would have fasted for many days to have the chance of staying like they just were, together in each other's arms. At supper everyone seemed to notice Una's day-dreaminess. She was showing signs of acting like her father and her father noticed. Faith noticed the symptoms she herself had gone through. She wondered who the happy lad was.
After supper Walter came over. He surprised them all, as they had not heard that he was back. Nobody at Ingleside had thought to 'phone them up to tell them, besides Walter wanted to see the look of surprises on their faces.
As he came in they all (except our wonderful actress Una, who was prepared for this shock), quite literally, jumped out of their seats. They all gathered around him and hugged him and cried. It gave them a small moment of happiness through all the misery that is war. Then they all went into the living room and talked, no one cared what the subject was, just as long as he was there.
Walter told them all about his war experiences and they listened and shuddered think of all the boys they knew and loved were still out there, Walter was the lucky exception.
After the interview was over Una willingly volunteered to walk him home. Walter gladly accepted her invitation. Faith could see it in their eyes, Walter and Una loved each other, it was rather obvious; why hadn't she seen it before? She decided to go write a letter to Jem, he needed to know what she saw and thought about this matter.
As they walked through Rainbow Valley they talked of many things (of shoes and ships and sealing wax and cabbages and kings and weather seas are boiling hot and weather pigs have wings). They reminisced for a long while, neither wanting to go back, away from each other. But part they must, for in life we must eventually part with all things, and when they did he gave her a small kiss on the lips and promised to meet her at the spring at sunset. Ah, the spring at sunset, a place where the troubles of the world were lost to the enchanting innocence that was love and moonlight. Who knows what could happen there………
A/n I know it sounds as though I've been reading too much Victor Hugo, but I must plead guilty as charged to that. I have no idea what to do next, should I have him propose should I just have them kiss a couple of times, I want your input!!!!!! The review box should help, please pretty please use it!!!!!!!!!
I would also like some ideas on what I should do next; I think I want to make my own character based off of that story in Further Chronicles called only a common fellow. I've made up Owen Blair a family of an older sister 3 older stepsisters (one of them would be the main character) a dead dad, a mom and a step dad. This family would be near neighbors with the Blythe family (Gilbert's brother's family) and the main character (Owens's youngest step sister who I've named Hope Rose Marie Blair) will have some romance with one of Gilbert's nephews (I've named him Robert). The 3 sisters would be named like Norman Douglas's aunt's daughters: Joy, Faith, and Hope and their stepsister will be named Charity. Their mother died when they were young and because of that Hope was a tomboy until her dad married a widow for his second wife (she will be Owen's and Charity's mom), she will already have had them and she is gonna be a nice step mom. Any way, that's my next LMM idea, I have several others for West Wing and Fushigi Yuugi. I might also want to write something for to kill a mocking bird and/or Johnny Tremain.
