A/N: Sorry guys, I didn't want to let two weeks go by, but I can only update when I have the time. Thank you all sooo much for the reviews, follows and favorites! It really means a lot that you guys are reading what I write and are actually enjoying it. I really really appreciate it, and for any who were wondering, this story will not have any Alzheimer patients, it was hard enough to read that in The Notebook and I don't think I could write anything so heartbreaking. Here's chapter two, I hope you guys enjoy it!

May 20, 2002.

It had been four days since Christian and Ana had last seen each other since the first day they met that Friday. Not from a lack of searching and waiting for each other at the park of course. That Saturday Christian walked to the park around mid-afternoon and waited for Ana by the tree where they met. He waited but he never saw her. He waited until the light from the sky had dimmed and the street lights had come on. He was disappointed as he walked home but he still had a glimmer of hope that he would see her again.

That Saturday Ana was busy spending time with her father so she didn't get the chance to go to the park and see Christian. She was disappointed with that fact, but then she was excited to spend the day with her dad, too. She felt bad that they didn't exchange numbers, but then again she didn't know if he had a cell phone or not, even though she thought it unlikely that he didn't have a cell phone. She wanted to tell him that she wouldn't be at the park that day just in case he was looking for her. She regretted that they agreed to leave it to chance to see each other again. She wanted to see him on her terms but she knew how unlikely that would be.

Christian went back to the park that Sunday, earlier this time, maybe thinking that she got there earlier in the day and maybe left early afternoon. He was surprised and confused at the anxiety and desperation he felt when he was waiting for her. He still didn't comprehend how she had so easily captured his attention, and he wasn't worried about the answer at that moment, he just wanted to see her again. He waited by the leafy oak tree once again waiting for her, and he would've waited longer but his father called him home needing help with something at the house.

Unknowingly, as Christian left the park while his attention was focused on his phone, he had passed Anastasia just as she was walking through the entrance. Ana was anxious to get to the park to see Christian and in her haste looking for him near the oak tree she walked right passed him, neither one of them noticing the other. Ana walked to the tree next to the pond and sat underneath it, her book with her, even though she knew she would be too distracted to focus her attention on the words printed in black ink.

She opened Pride and Prejudice to the page she last read but kept her attention on the people around her, trying to pinpoint Christian from the sea of unfamiliar faces and bodies in the park. She was crestfallen that she hadn't seen him by the time she was ready to go home. She waited until the spectacular hues of the setting sun swirled within the clouds.

While she was lying in bed that night she thought of how dejected she felt over not seeing Christian. She was bewildered by her feelings and she couldn't figure out why she was feeling the way she felt. She wondered if it was normal to feel like this toward a stranger. She had never heard or read of such a thing happen but she thought there was always a first time for everything. As she dozed off into slumber she dreamt of gray eyes gazing into her blue ones, and strong lean arms wrapped around her.

It was Monday and Christian was used to getting up early in the mornings to go to school. He slept in for about an hour, until nine in the morning, but the thought of the possibility of seeing Ana that day had woken him up fully. He quickly showered, brushed his teeth and got dressed, all within 15 minutes and headed towards the park while eating an apple. He was really hoping that he would coincidentally find her or that fate wasn't keeping them apart. He felt slightly foolish for incessantly thinking and searching for a girl he didn't know, a part of him didn't care how he was feeling. He knew what he wanted and he wanted to see her again. Even if it was just for a short time, he still wanted that chance.

Instead of waiting for her at the oak tree he decided to sit on a bench facing the tree at an angle. He wanted to be able to see which direction she was coming from or if she was even going to sit by the tree. Sitting at the bench gave him a wider scope to search for her too; he didn't want to miss the chance to see her.

As Christian was waiting for Ana at the park, Ana was still at home. She was getting more and more anxious to see Christian as the days past, but the fact that she hasn't seen him was aggravating her. She didn't know when to go to the park or when he would be at the park, and since for the past few days whenever she went to wait for him, he wasn't there she decided to go at a later time in hope she would find him.

Christian was getting more restless by the second. He was starting to get irritated, too. It was past noon and he was still waiting for her and still no sign of her anywhere. He wanted to get up and walk around the area looking for her but he didn't want to leave his sight from the tree just in case she came but didn't see him there so she left. He was at war with himself. His thoughts were running rampart in his mind. He began to think that maybe she didn't want to see him again, so she didn't bother coming back. Or maybe that she didn't like his company. He shook his head and tried to get the negative thoughts out of his mind. He thought back to that Friday and assessed her reactions and body posture around him. He thought that at first she seemed nervous but eventually relaxed, and she didn't protest when he had held her hand. He didn't think that she was purposefully avoiding him, but he had to wonder why he hasn't seen her yet. He was really wishing that they hadn't relinquished their rights to not leave their next potential future encounter up to either of them.

It was going on four when Ana decided to head to the park. She had a bubble of excitement and anxiety building in her due to the possibility of her and Christian meeting again. She didn't want to think that she would see him that day, but she was hopeful. She decided that instead of taking her usual route she would go the longer way. She had to walk halfway around the park to get to the big oak tree, but she didn't mind as it added to the probability of her seeing Christian as she was covering a wider range of area than going the usual way around.

As she moved closer to the oak tree a reflection of light hit her in the face and she glanced in the direction of where the light was coming from. The waning sunlight had caught a man's watch as he ran his hand through his hair. Ana looked at him, he was sitting on a bench set at an angle towards the big oak tree. She couldn't see his face but she could see his profile. His hair reminded her of Christians but she didn't recognize any of his features. Ana couldn't see him that well due to the angle and the distance but she didn't think that was Christian. She thought his form was different from Christians. She didn't remember every detail about him but she felt almost certain that the man sitting on the bench wasn't Christian, so she kept walking to the tree.

Christian was starting to feel hopeless. He had been in this park for most of the day waiting for a girl that he now felt he wouldn't see ever again, and it had only been three days. He paced around a few times but still had sight of the tree and ate the snack he put away in his pocket when he left his house. During all of that time though, not one sighting of Ana. He decided that he was being ridiculous waiting all day for a girl he met once, and even as painful as the thought was to him, he decided that if by the end of the week there was still no sign of her, he wouldn't keep coming back to the park in hope of seeing her again.

Before he got up to leave he took one last glance at the tree and the area around him. As his eyes were roaming something grabbed his attention. He saw what looked like a girls leg stretched out in front of her sitting on the other side of the tree facing the pond, turned away from him. Her leg was pale and slim, and his heart rate spiked at the thought of it being Ana's, but then he dismissed the idea. He was sitting right in front of the tree he would've thought she would've seen him and come over to talk to him, but she didn't so he figured it wasn't her. He also thought he would've seen her walk to the tree if it was Ana.

He left the park morose and treaded his way back home. Once again he was filled with disappointment in not seeing her. He had a tremor of apprehension slice through him at the thought of always being disappointed when thoughts of Ana arise. He was thinking of never seeing her again and he will always feel empty when he goes looking for her because he will never find her. With his head down he walked home feeling more dejected than when he was waiting for her.

Ana was sitting against the tree facing the pond. The sun was starting to set again and the darkening sky mirrored how she was feeling. She was losing hope in ever seeing Christian again. It had only been a few days since she last seen him and she was feeling like it had been decades. Negative thoughts about him not wanting to see her ever again invaded her mind. Her thoughts made her feel melancholy and she felt silly for not only waiting days to see a stranger again but for feeling so depressed at not ever seeing that stranger again. She couldn't pinpoint the reason she had these feelings for Christian and she gave up wondering why she was feeling that way, she just wanted to see him again. Even though she was reluctant to do so she told herself that if she didn't see him by Friday she would stop looking for him. Even though she felt that on some unconscious level she would never stop looking for him.

As the pink and purples of the sky continued to darken with the setting sun she got up and made her way home, turning back to look for Christian one last time before she walked away. To no surprise to her she didn't see him, so she turned away and slowly, disconsolately walked home where she flopped down on her bed after her shower and daydreamed of seeing her grey eyed beauty once more.

Christian woke up around ten the next day, and he wasn't as anxious to get to the park as he was the past few days. He didn't feel that his chances of seeing her will be any higher than they have been any of the other days he was waiting for her. He decided to go to the park around noon; he stopped wondering what time she would be there and just decided to go any time as no time ever seemed to be the right time.

Christian showered, dressed and brushed his teeth then ate breakfast. Elliot and Mia were still sleeping and his parents had already left for work, so he ate breakfast alone. When he was finished he left his house and walked the short distance to the park. As he was walking he didn't feel the anxiety and excitement anymore, he felt more pessimistic and doubtful. He didn't rush to get there as he was sure no matter how slow or quickly he got there that wouldn't increase his chances of seeing her.

When he got to the park he decided that instead of stationing himself near the oak tree he wanted to walk around the park. His optimism of seeing her didn't heighten but he still had a tiny sliver of hope swimming through his mind.

He was watching two squirrels chase each other up a tree when he heard a high pitched shriek shatter the air and felt a soft, small body tackle him to the ground, making him fall backwards onto the green grass.

"What the hell!" he exclaimed at the tiny quarterback that was lying on top of him.

"Oh my God, I'm so sorry! I wasn't watching where I was going and there was a bee chasing me," said the girl trying to pull herself up and off of the guy she had landed on.

"Ana?" Christian asked, recognizing her breathy voice.

The girl looked up at him and he was met with blazing blue eyes and a beautiful face. "Hi." Was the only thing she could think to say.

They were still on the ground, Christian sitting up legs stretched out and his weight supported by his elbows. Ana was straddling his legs with her hands on either side of his hips. "Hi," Christian whispered back as they stared at each other, almost unbelieving.

Ana was the first to break eye contact and as she looked away she noticed the position they were in and she blushed a light shade of pink. She pulled herself off of him and stood up, reaching out her hand to help him to his feet.

When they were both standing upright Christian stepped a little closer to her and Ana held her breath, staring wide eyed at him, anticipating what he was going to do.

Christian grabbed her hand and rubbed circles with his thumb on her palm while his eyes were still locked on hers.

He looked down at their hands before he spoke softly. "I've come here every day looking for you since Friday."

"So have I," she responded in just as soft a voice. His eyes shot to hers once more with skepticism etched on his face.

"I haven't seen you," he said.

"I haven't seen you either," she retorted.

Christian stared at her, admiring her. He thought that his memory of her didn't do her justice. She was wearing black straight leg jeans and an emerald flowy shirt that Christian thought brought out the color in her eyes. He was thinking that she was beautiful, more beautiful than words could ever possibly describe. He was elated he finally got to see her again and he really wanted to scoop her up into his arms and hold her close but he restrained himself.

Ana watched as Christian stared at her, she couldn't believe that he was actually standing in front of her again. She thought that he looked good enough to devour in his light grey V-neck t-shirt and dark jeans. She wondered if she would always be confounded by the fact that anyone could ever look as good as the man standing in front of her did.

A light breeze of wind blew past them taking Ana's hair with the cool air and shifted it out of place. Christian reached up and secured the misplaced strands of hair behind her ear. He let his hand fall to her cheek and smoothly run down the side of her face, brushing his index finger against her plump bottom lip as his hand reached her chin. He felt the air sucked in through her parted lips and watched her pupils dilate.

He stepped closer as he spoke to her again, his hand now resting on the side of her neck, his thumb stroking the soft skin on her jaw. "I'm glad to see you," he said then paused and looked at her, a small smile lifting the corners of his mouth. "I'll admit to almost driving myself insane looking for you."

She laughed lightly and relished in the feel of his skin against hers. "Well I guess we both would've ended up in an insane asylum then," she said, smiling shyly at him.

He chuckled. "Well at least then we wouldn't be crazy wondering where the other was."

"Well if we knew where the other was in the first place we wouldn't have needed to be admitted to an insane asylum," she said, giggling.

He laughed. "That is a very good point."

They stood there gazing at each other again, enjoying the time the finally got to spend with each other after days of anxiety and budding hopelessness.

"Walk with me?" Christian asked, imploring her with his eyes to agree.

"Sure," she breathed, smiling at him.

He grinned at her and grabbed her hand and led them to the concrete trail paved throughout the park. They silently strolled hand in hand, following the trail, just enjoying each other's company and embracing the happiness they felt of being with one another again.

"You said a bee was chasing you?" Christian asked humorously, his voice breaking the comfortable quietness between them. He was thinking of how they met again when he remembered her excuse for literally running into him.

"Oh, well, yeah. I'm terrified of bees. And that one wouldn't leave me alone. It kept following me, so I started running and ended up running into you. Which I'm totally sorry for by the way, I didn't mean to run into you let alone tackle you," she said, embarrassed.

He laughed. "Well I can't really complain, it was one hell of a way to see you again." He winked at her and she blushed and giggled. "Why are you afraid of bees?" Christian asked curiously.

Ana let out a deep breath before she began, facing away from his gaze. "Uh, when I was younger I was bored so I went exploring around my parents old house in Montesano. There was this bee's nest hanging off a low branch on a tree, and naturally I was curious and I don't remember if I knew what a bees hive looked like then or not, but I got a stick and hit it like a piñata," she said shaking her head and softly chuckled humorlessly. "Before I knew it there were a swarm of bees zoning in on me, and I ran home getting stung by about a dozen bees in the process. Ever since then they terrified me, and I avoid them at all costs."

"Sounded like it was painful," Christian said, examining her expression. He watched as her eyes unfocused while she recalled the traumatic experience from her childhood.

"It was, very much," Ana said softly, walking along side Christian as they followed the trail.

"Kind of ironic, though, if you think about it, how something that terrifies you lead you to me."

She laughed. "You're right. Do you think it was fate?" She looked at him as she arched a thick brow.

He shrugged. "Maybe. Or just a coincidence." He said grinning at her as she grinned at him.

They continued to walk on the path, not minding the silence between them, as it wasn't awkward. Christian saw a shady area covered in thick green grass facing the pond and pulled Ana in that direction. Ana followed Christian willingly as her led her over to a place off the trail.

When they got to the edge of the pond where earth met water he sat down on the plush grass, pulling Ana down with him. He let go of her hand when she placed herself next to him. They were sitting close together and Christian tentatively wrapped his arm around Ana's shoulders, not sure of how she would react to his action. Ana turned and smiled shyly at him, liking how his arm was placed around her, remembering how she dreamed of his arms wrapped around her. She leaned against him and rested her head against his shoulder. Christian smiled to himself, happy with her reaction as they looked out at the small pond and observed the afternoon sun glistening off the slightly murky water.

"I find it a little strange that we both came here every day since Friday, but we didn't see each other." Ana's low, soft voice interrupted the silence enveloping them.

"Me, too. Do you think we possibly crossed paths but didn't notice each other?" he asked.

"No," Ana said, shaking her head against his shoulder. "I feel like I would've seen you if we were in the same area at the same time."

"Yeah, although I thought I saw you the other day, but I didn't think it was you," Christian said.

"I thought I saw you, too. But the guy I saw didn't have the same build as I thought you did."

"So close, but still so far," Christian said, making Ana giggle. He liked making her laugh; he enjoyed how the sound escaped her mouth and caressed his ears.

Christian shifted and turned so he was facing Ana, making her have to lift her head off his shoulder. He grabbed her hands in his and looked at her in the eye. He thought she had the most beautiful eyes, eyes he could easily get lost in and never try to even found his way out.

Ana gazed at Christian, watching as his plump lips parted before he spoke to her. "Will you go on a date with me?" Christian asked. He had been thinking of a way to see her again, and he liked her. He gave up trying to come up with a reason for why he felt the way he did towards her, he just knew he wanted to be with her. He was just hoping she felt the same as he did.

Ana was surprised and flattered by his question. She liked him, really liked him, why or how that happened she didn't know nor did she worry about the answer. She knew what she was feeling and whether it was normal or not, she was going to go with it and see where it took her. Naturally, of course, she was a little apprehensive, but she knew that she wanted to see him again so she said, "Yes. Of course I'll go on a date with you." She smiled brightly at his delighted expression.

"Great." Christian said, feeling elated and dazed at her response. "I think to save time, we should exchange numbers," Christian continued, smirking.

Ana giggled. "Okay, something we should've done on Friday, now that I think about it."

Ana pulled out her phone from her pocket and handed it to Christian. He entered his number into her contacts and texted himself from her phone, then gave Ana her phone back.

"Thanks," she said, smiling widely at him.

Christian looked at the time on his phone after saving Ana's number and saw it was going on one in the afternoon. He contemplated asking Ana to go to lunch with him, and wondered what she would say if he asked. He didn't want it to be their first date but he did want to spend more time with her, the day wasn't over yet.

Ana wasn't sure what to say or do next as Christian weighed the idea of taking her to lunch. She wanted to spend more time with him, but she didn't know what to say or what they could do to spend more time with each other. She didn't want to go home and she didn't want to stay at the park either. While she was thinking of places she could go with Christian she remembered the area she went with her father once while they went exploring together. She thought it would be the perfect place to go, and she knew it was the most spectacular view she had ever seen, apart from Christian.

Before Ana could ask him if he wanted to go somewhere with her, Christian spoke first. "Are you hungry? Do you want to go somewhere to eat with me?" he asked, hopefully.

Ana realized then she was hungry, she didn't eat breakfast before she left her house earlier that day. "Sure, but afterwards . . . can we go somewhere? I want to show you something," she added.

Christian nodded his head as he began to stand pulling her up with him. "Do you have a preference of food you like to eat?" he asked as they headed back to the concrete trail again, making their way to the exit, hand in hand.

"Um, I don't like tomatoes, and I usually eat anything that has turkey or chicken in it or on it." She shrugged.

"Do you like subs?" Christian asked her.

"Mhmm," Ana hummed.

"I know the perfect place." Christian smiled at her. They exited the park and Christian took her to a restaurant not too far away called West Coast Subs & Salads. He and his grandfather had come there plenty of times and all of their food was mouthwatering good.

Ana thought that the small restaurant was nice with its high tables and chairs lining the windows and the few small tables evenly placed in the dining area. The soft blues and pastel greens of the interior made her think of the sea. When she and Christian got to the counter they both looked at the menu board and ordered what they wanted. When the food was ready they sat at one of the tables against the window and silently ate, only talking to praise how delicious the food was.

When they were finished eating they exited West Coast Subs & Salads, and stood outside the entrance when Christian asked, "Okay, so where did you want to take me?"

Ana smiled at him and motioned him to follow her as they descended northwest. She didn't think it would take that long to get there, although it did seem kind of far but she didn't mind. It was more time she got to spend with Christian; she just hoped he wouldn't mind the distance.

"It's a little far, do you mind walking?" she asked him.

He shook his head. "Nope." Ana grinned at his grin and he followed her in the direction she was leading them.

"Good. Come on, I think you'll like it." She clasped her hand in his, both of them excited to be with each other for a while longer.

Please excuse any mistakes, I proofread but I'm not perfect or a professional writer. How did you guys feel about this chapter? Thanks for reading!