A/N Hey...sorry for the gap between the update...if anyone is reading this...I did see you viewers, though! No reviews, subscribers, or favorites, though...I don't want to guilt anyone into subscribing or anything, I just wan to know if you like this story or not...

Everything it italics is a flashback, regular is in the present...sort of...I guess it's not really present...I shouldn't think about this stuff...

There are two songs from the musical in this chapter, the second one is the other half of the one from last chapter. The other song is Lily's Eyes and here is a ink: watch?v=JhHURWFUXHQ

Lily rushed into her garden, on the verge of tears. She saw Archie sitting on the swing, staring into space blankly. Almost instantly, she forgot all of her own troubles, "Archie, what's wrong?" she asked.

"Neville," he said sullenly.

"Does he not approve either?" she asked angrily.

"Either?" he asked in surprise.

"Never mind that," Lily said.

Archie still looked worried, but continued anyway, "Neville found out about our engagement without me telling him. He gave me a very insincere congratulations and then left without saying anything else."

"Maybe he was just shocked?"

"No, he is not like this when he's shocked. He shouldn't be shocked either, he told me that you would say yes if I asked," Archie explained. "Now what did you mean by 'either'?"

Lily shifted uncomfortably, "Rose is not pleased. She said-" Lily took a calming breath, trying to control her voice, "Oh, Archie, she said the most dreadful thins to me! She begged me not to marry you, said our children-" she choke back a sob.

"What about our children?" Archie asked defensively.

"She told me it would be my fault if my children were crippled," she said, all of her walls crumbling down.

Archie swiftly stood up and put his arms around her protectively. Lily continued, gasping out, "She said she'd never see me again!"

"We will be alright. We don't need your sister or my brother," Archie said.

Lily nodded, "Bu I want my sister, too."

"I know," Archie said, "And I want my brother."

Neville was seething, that insolent girl had found the boy. Of course she had! And she had talked to him, disrupting his rest. And all that time he had been yelling at her and trying to give Colin an injection, he hadn't been able to not notice her eyes. They were Lily's eyes.

Thinking of Lily's eyes, he was instantly calmed. Walking through the halls, he realized how quiet it had gotten. "Strangely quiet," he mused, "but now the storm simply rests to strike again." He walked further down the hall, seeing Lily everywhere, and stopped, "Standing, waiting, I think of her," he said, feeling a little guilty. He walked a bit further, passing a mirror. "I think of her," he confessed to his reflection.

"From death she casts her spell," he continued to his mirror, "All night we hear her sighs. And now a girl has come who has her eyes!" Neville pictured Lily's face, but her face faded into Mary's, except for the eyes. He stumbled slightly at the confirmation that they were exactly the same, "She has her eyes. The girl has Lily's hazel eyes," a memory of Archie and Lily happy together intruded his mind, "Those eyes that saw him happy long ago. Those eyes that gave him life and hopes he'd never known. How can he see the girl and miss those hazel eyes?"

After walking through several more halls, he came upon the one portrait of Lily in the house that was uncovered. "She has her eyes, she has my Lily's hazel eyes. Those eyes that loved my brother- never me!" he lamented to the portrait. "Those eyes that never saw me, never knew I longed to hold her close and live at last in Lily's eyes!"

"I longed for the day, she'd turn and see me standing, would God have let her stay!" Neville said desperately, a ball from long ago appearing around him. He watched Lily and Archie dance around the room, Lily's eyes sparkling with joy. "She has her eyes, she has Lily's hazel eyes. Those eyes that first I love so," he muttered. Abruptly, the scene disappeared, and he was left, staring at the door to Mary's room.

Carefully, he opened the door to the room and looked at the sleeping, soaking wet, form of Mary. She must have run into the storm after he yelled at her. The guilt he felt for Lily's death and Colin's state was joined by how he was treating Mary and was strengthened by the thought of what Lily would say. "How can I now forget that I dared to be in love, alive, and whole in Lily's eyes?" he asked the sleeping Mary. "In Lily's eyes?" he repeated softly, seeing the picture of her by Mary's bed.

"Now Archie, you musn't see the bride before the wedding," Neville scolded. Archie groaned, and Neville continued, "You know it's bad luck to see a bride before her wedding, so you must stay here."

Archie sat down on the couch, fidgeting with the hem of his jacket nervously. Neville sighed in exasperation, "There is no need to worry, she won't break her promise because she loves you and will not willingly let you go."

"That's not why I'm nervous," he muttered.

Neville was taken aback, Archie was always worried about Lily leaving, "Then what are you worried about?"

"What if Rose doesn't come?"

"You don't know if she's coming?" he asked, surprised.

"Lily is positive she is coming, but I'm not," Archie explained.

"You would think that Lily would know her sister well enough to know whether she would come or not," Neville reasoned.

"Neville, she never replied to the invitation," Archie said sadly.

"I thought she did?"

"Albert sent a letter to say that he would try to et her to come, but he was not sure how well that would work, Rose is really stubborn," he said.

"Does Lily know?" Neville asked, alarmed.

"Of course! I wouldn't keep anything from her! Especially something that directly involves her, Archibald said, thoroughly offended.

In that moment, all hopes of Lily and Archie separating for any reason disappeared, it was such a caring relationship that neither would ever let go. He forced a smile, "That is a wonderful policy. I only hope that it lasts for a very long time."

"Neville, are you alright?" Archie asked, concerned.

Neville quickly put on another smile, hopefully a more convincing one, "Of course! Why wouldn't I be? It's my brother's wedding, why wouldn't I be alright?"

"Alright then," Archie said, obviously not believing him. He went back to pacing the room.

After a few minutes of pacing, Neville interrupted him, "It's time." Archie quickly exited the room, and hurried into the sanctuary. He anxiously stood in front of the congregation and scanned for Rose. He didn't find Rose in the crowd, but Albert was there. Albert saw Archie looking and gave him a small, sad shake of his head. Archie's heart sank, but he quickly forgot all about Rose when the organ started and the doors opened.

The procession started, but Archie didn't care about anyone except the last person in it. The music shifted, and the congregation turned around to see the bride. She looked absolutely radiant. Her eyes were locked on Archie's, and his on hers. The ceremony went on without a hitch, and the happy couple was inseparable for the rest of the day.

Neville stormed into the library, "Archie, you must send Mary away before she undoes everything we have tried to do for Colin!"

"I can't send her away, Neville, she has no one on the earth but me," Archie replied bitterly.

Neville noticed that Archie was leaning over a suitcase, "What are you doing, Archie?"

"I'm leaving, Neville, what can I do for Colin when you've made him terrified to look at me?" he asked sadly, and continued, "What can I do for Mary when the very sight of the girl sends me-" Archie said, abruptly cutting off. He took a deep breath, "Last night, I dreamed I walked through the maze to Lily's garden, and saw Lily and Mary there. Mary, standing right there in Lily's garden," Archie said, sounding a bit pained. "I turned away…I couldn't watch…I was afraid…" he trailed off.

"Why won't he say what he wants?" Neville thought angrily, "Why must he speak in dreams? Why can't he see what he wants? To disappear it seems He should send this haunted girl far away, leave the house and lands to me!"

Archie interrupted his train of thought by speaking again, "I watched them walk around the garden, she stood tall, grown strong and bold. They turned 'round and asked my pardon, I couldn't speak, my heart grown cold."

"Why can't he see what he wants? He wants the pass undone!" Neville thought, finally realizing exactly what Archie wanted. "Why can't he know what he wants? He's losing battles won, to have ever loved her, never known how complete a loss can be! If she could disappear, he'd start again," he thought desperately. "And live like other men, he could be happy then! If she'd disappear, he could be free, cut off from pain and loss, a bit like me," he though, realizing that Archie would be much better off if he did not feel emotions.

Neville came to a realization, "I can arrange what he wants, he's left it all to me! Now he can have what he wants, unfettered he will be, set him free to wander through the world, let him go his lonely ways!"

Archie continued, oblivious to the maelstrom going on in Neville's head, "Then I longed to join them, know the peace they feel, their journey done. Then I woke once more without them, knew I must wander on and on."

"Just to disappear is to be free!" Neville thought almost longingly, "Cut off from pain-cut off from pain!" Neville remembered that he needed to get Archie out of Misselthwaite, "I'll help him disappear! He'll start again!"

"I shan't be gone long," Archie said, "Perhaps just 'til the autumn."

"And Mary?" Neville asked.

"I'll write her a note from Paris," Archie said decisively. "Now I'll go look in on Colin."

"Just, see you don't wake him!" Neville said, his Doctor side panicked.

Archie turned around to look at Neville, and yelled, "In ten years, have I ever awaken the boy?"

When Neville didn't have an answer, Archie turned around and walked out of the room, leaving him there, not entirely sure what he was supposed to tell the staff this time.

Archie was sitting at his desk, making arrangements for Lily and him to go to Paris when Lily came in. "We got a letter from Albert," she said softly.

"Have you opened it yet?" Archie asked.

"No, not yet," she said, crossing the room and sitting on the desk, facing him.

"Why not?" he asked, curious.

Lily shook her head, "It's silly."

"I'm sure it's not," he said, also shaking his head.

"It's just, I'm afraid," she sighed.

"Afraid? Of what?"

"Rose," she said hesitantly.

"Do you want me to read it first?" Archie asked.

Lily shook her head, "I want to read it together."

Archie nodded, and suddenly stood up, and picked Lily up off the desk. Lily giggled, and outright laughed when he spun her in a circle. When Archie sat down after a few circles, he placed Lily on his lap. She turned her head back to smile at him. Tenderly, she opened the letter, and started reading.

My dearest Lily and Archibald,

I feel it has been too long since we last spoke. I long to see you both again, but I am displeased to inform you that my dear Rose has not changed her opinions on a certain subject. However, I do not know how much longer her position will last, for she missed Lily dearly, however much she denies it.

The letter went on for a while about their plans to move to India, and other, less important matters before Albert signed it with love. A period of silence followed reading the letter. Archie broke the silence by saying, "Are you still afraid?"

Lily didn't respond for a moment, "I'm not sure. He said that she misses me."

Archie nodded, "That he did, maybe she'll write the next letter."

"You don't know my sister like I do. Once she makes up her mind, she's made up her mind. Once her good opinion is lost, it is lost forever, and I'm afraid I've lost her good opinion." Lily said sadly.

Archie shook hi s head, "She's your sister, she cannot think poorly of you forever."

"Do you think if you gave your brother reason enough, he wouldn't hate you forever?" Lily asked. Archie didn't answer, a little too shocked to answer. "Oh, that was mean, I'm sorry!" Lily said quickly, horrified at what she had just said.

"No, not mean," Archie assured her. "Just honest. Yes, I think I I gave him reason to, he could hate me forever."

"He and my sister are very similar in some ways," she said.

Archie nodded, "Yes, but your sister is much more loving and caring. And from everything you've told me, she's doing this because she cares about you. She knows that I am not the best peron to be a father."

"Don't say that," Lily said quickly. "We've been over this before, I do not care, I love you, and I have perfect confidence that our children will be perfectly healthy," she said determinedly.

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Sarah