A/N

Okay readers! This chapter isn't as long as the last, but I promise that it's fit to please! READ ON!

Eleanor woke up later that night, feeling something touching her on the side. At first, she just groaned and scooted away, but when the prodding got harder, she opened up her eyes.

"I'm tryin' to sleep..." she complained.

"Oh... I'm sorry, Eleanor. I just thought you'd like some company."

Eyes widening, Eleanor sat up to see her counterpart, Theodore Seville, sitting down at her side. He was wearing a dark green shirt with black pajama pants that went down to his ankles. A sweet, innocent smile was on his face as their eyes met. "But, if you'd like to sleep, I'll step out and wait until later." Theodore spoke as he rose up to his feet.

"Wait Theo! I'm not really tired anymore... please, sit down." Eleanor said sheepishly. A minor blush was on her cheeks, hidden well by the dark of the room. Theodore nodded and sat right next to her. He was holding something in his hand, something small, about the size of his hand. "Whatcha got there?"

Theodore looked down at his hands and opens them to reveal a cupcake with light green icing on top, a few lighter green sprinkles decorating the top. His eyes went back to Eleanor as he offered her the cupcake. "Here, it's for you." he said. Eleanor hesitated before accepting the sweet dessert from him. A grateful smile appeared on her face as she took a small bite out of it. The sweet flavors danced along her tongue and filled her mouth as she chewed slowly. Eleanor's eyes closed slowly as she leaned against her bedpost, a satisfied sigh coming from her as she swallowed, just to bite into the treat again.

"It's good, right? I made it myself." Theodore spoke, watching Eleanor as she ate.

Before long, the entire thing was gone, and Eleanor had one hand on her stomach. "It tasted heavenly, Theo... but you didn't have to go and make it for me." Eleanor replied.

"Yeah, I know, but I just knew that you'd enjoy it more." Theodore said. Eleanor got a little closer to him and gave him a tight hug, sighing softly as her head rested on his shoulder. Her eyes were half lidded as a tired yawn emitted from her. "So... why did you come here?" Eleanor asked, looking up into Theodore's soft green eyes.

Theodore's hand went to her head, gently running through her messy blond hair. "Two things, actually. First of all... I know what today is for you, so I thought you wouldn't mind hearing that I know exactly how you feel. I kinda grew up without a father, but Dave was a good stand in, and Ms. Miller is the same for you, right?" he said. Eleanor nodded. "But at least you had your mother visit you... Mine never will." she sighed, looking down at the sheets.

"I know... but every now and then, I can't help but wonder if I'll ever see my father again. You're lucky to know that your mommy is in a much better place now." Theodore placed one hand under Eleanor's chin, turning her face to his. "But you're strong, Eleanor. You're the bravest girl I've ever had the pleasure to meet. Don't let something like this change that, ever. Okay? Can you promise me that?"

A light pink blush was on Eleanor's cheeks as he spoke, and she could only nod in response. "Good. You're an amazing, beautiful person, Ellie. Keep it that way, and I promise everything is going to be okay." Theodore blushed a bright shade of red, looking away from Eleanor. "I wish I could do something to make you feel better, besides making such a small cupcake..." he spoke.

"Theo..." Eleanor leaned forward and kissed his cheek. "...Your company is more than enough for me right now. I really needed someone to say those things to me, and I'm glad it was you." she said, a slight smile creeping onto her face. She sat up straight and held Theodore's hand firmly in her own. "And anything you make is the very best that'll ever be around. Especially when you make it just for me." Theodore giggled, a little nervous, as he looked away in an attempt to hide his reddening cheeks. "Thank you... I just do what everyone else does, nothing really special." he said.

"But it is special, Theodore. Whenever you do something for someone... It's... special..." Eleanor sniffled and wiped her nose, a tear streaming down her face. She laid her head against Theodore's chest, sobbing into his shirt. "I miss her so much... I just want to hear her voice once more! I want to be able to touch her, to be able to tell her about my day like I used to!" she cried.

Theodore spent the next few minutes comforting his counterpart, whispering things in her ear like "There there.." and "It's alright, just let it all out." He let her blow her nose on the hem of his shirt and offered to wipe her eyes, which she denied politely. "Thank you, Theodore..." she sighed. Her hand gently brushed at her eyes until all of her tears were gone. The chipette rested her head in Theodore's lap. "Do you really think... that I'm beautiful?" she asked.

"Uh... y-yeah. I do. I've been thinking that for as long as I can remember..." Theodore answered, resting his hand on Eleanor's stomach. His blush returned to his face as he spoke. "It's just... ever since the day we first met, I get all tingly when I see you. Your voice just seems so soothing, and being close to you makes my heart pound in my chest. But I like the feeling, and I can never seem to get enough when you're away."

He took her hand into his own, rubbing her palm with gentle fingers. "I guess what I'm trying to say... Is that I love you, Ellie. I always have, and I always will." Theodore confessed.

Complete silence met his words. Eleanor stared at him in surprise, a tiny gasp coming from her. A tear began to form in Theodore's eye as he stood up. "It's alright if you don't feel the same way... I'm just glad I was able to help you." he whispered, voice shaking as he opened the door.

"Theodore wait!" Eleanor scrambled out of her bed and grabbed Theodore's hand. "Don't leave..." she begged, pulling him into a kiss. Their lips met together, connecting the two. Eleanor's arms went around Theodore's neck, keeping the male in place as their kiss deepened. Theodore's eyes were wide for a while before closing completely, kissing Eleanor back. His heartbeat sped up, nearly audible to both of them as they separated. "W... Wow..." he spoke. "I love you too, Theodore. You're my soulmate, my other half... my everything." Eleanor said, hugging Theodore as tight as she could.

"You're caring, you're gentle, you know how to cheer me up when I'm feeling terrible... and you're the only one who ever makes me feel like I'm the only girl in the world." She gave his cheek a kiss, her hand trailing up to play with his hair.

Theodore let out a slight giggle before pointing towards her nightstand. "Hey... that's the woman who told me to come here!" he said. Eleanor looked at him with confusion on her chocolate brown eyes before she followed his finger. A gasp came from her as she saw what he was gesturing to.

The picture of her mother stood on the wooden nightstand.