Hallo!

Chapter 3 is here!
My mind was racing so I just thought I'd knock off another chapter.
May not update quite as often...

Oh and thanks for the reviews:)
Anyways, enjoy!

Her combat boots thumped against the shiny floor. The prison always puts up a nice, squeaky clean interior that betrayed what lied within. It irritated Gwen every time she entered it. The receptionist looked as if she'd rather stick pins in her eyes if she remained in the same place for one more minute. The walls were a murky cream, and the police logo shone brightly on the furthest wall. Gwen walked up to the counter and smiled.

"Um, I'm here to see Duncan Bates?" she asked kindly. The receptionist glanced at her computer dully and clicked several times before tilting her head up again.

"Cell 54. Take the stairs up one level; it's the 2nd door on the right. Next!" Gwen jerked a little at the receptionist's outburst, and made her way up the stairs until she was standing in front of a door with a rusty "54" on it. She took a deep breath and opened it cautiously.

"Duncan?" Gwen pushed the door open and saw her boyfriend sitting on a bed with his head hung. She sat down next to him and rested her palm on his shoulder.

"Hey." Duncan croaked as he turned his head to face Gwen. He attempted to smile unsuccessfully and his mouth took a curious shape that resembled a grimace. Gwen sighed.

"What did you do this time?" she asked tiredly, with a tinge of playfulness in her voice. Duncan coughed roughly.

"I stole a chocolate bar, then I got caught, so I stole a car, then the car ran out of gas so I broke into a house to hide. Not my best I must admit." Gwen chuckled softly

"All that for a chocolate bar?" she asked incredulously.

"Hey it tasted pretty good!" he said defensively. His voice suddenly turned serious.

"I'm sorry Gwen." He said solemnly. Gwen's face softened as she started to stroke his Mohawk.

"And what are you sorry for?" she asked. Duncan looked Gwen straight in the eyes. She could see all his emotion shine through them brightly. Duncan has let his walls come down. The bad boy facade is now completely dissolved.

"I'm sorry because, it's only been about 4 weeks since that stupid show ended, and we only spent like, two weeks together during the show because I left. I just, I feel like I'm leaving you again. I mean, we got together like 2 months ago and we've probably only seen each other half the time! And now I'm gonna get moved to Juvy tomorrow and then you'll have to wait 6 months for me! It's not fair on you."

Before Duncan could apologise again, Gwen pulled his head towards hers, and their lips met. She savoured every moment, knowing she wouldn't see him again for a long time. The sweet sensation of Duncan's mouth on hers sent electric shockwaves through her whole body. After what seemed like forever, she pulled away from Duncan and stared deep into his glistening eyes.

"Don't apologize. It's okay. I'll wait for you, and when you're released, we can go on and watch horror movies forever. And look, last time, you promised you'd come back, and you did, even if I had to drag you to the plane in a sack." Gwen giggled at the memory of capturing her boyfriend in London and Duncan's face twisted.

"Yeah, that really hurt you know!" Duncan retaliated with a whine. Gwen smiled, and Duncan did too. This time it was one hundred percent genuine.

"Look, Gwen, you know how I feel about you. And yeah, your right I did promise I'd come back last time, and so now, with you as a witness," Duncan raised his right hand and cleared his throat dramatically.

"I hereby promise to write to you every week. I am yours, Gwen, and each of my letteres will remind you while I'm gone. And, I promise to knock on your door the day I'm released, so don't bother coming to get me; which if I'm not mistaken, is the 27th of July, 6 months from now. And when I return, we will have a Bloodbath marathon until midnight, oh and prank your brother." Gwen seized Duncan's raised hand violently and shook it slowly.

"You're so daggy!" she exclaimed, still holding Duncan's hand in hers. Her thumb caressed the rough surface of Duncan's palm, and a stray tear found its way down Gwen's porcelain cheek.

"Promise?" she asked hopefully, resembling somewhat of a child talking to a parent. Duncan grinned,

"Promise." he confirmed as Gwen was pulled into an intoxicating hug.

"I'll be waiting for your letters; and you." Gwen whispered into Duncan's chest.

Gwen soaked in everything: the smell of Duncan; the touch of Duncan; the breath of Duncan that now tickled the back of her neck; her Duncan. She will wait for him to come back. He promised.

After Duncan and Gwen's segment, Chris continued to interview the rest of the couples that got together on the show. After a terribly long broadcast, the audience found out that Lindsay and Tyler are now incredibly rich from Lindsay's modelling career, and Brigitte and Geoff have been happily married for 5 years. It made Gwen feel immensely unpleasant and empty.

Once the show was over, everyone was invited to a buffet dinner backstage. Unfortunately, Owen got to the buffet first, so after everyone talked amongst themselves for a while, they started to leave one by one. Gwen longed to talk to Duncan, and it seemed that he was thinking along the same lines. They both remained sitting on opposite sides of the studios, watching one person leave after the other. Finally, after Owen recovered from his meal, Izzy lifted him up and heaved him out of the aftermath studios (they reconciled after Izzy assumed her usual maniacal self); Duncan and Gwen were now alone.

Duncan made the first move and walked over to where Gwen was seated. Her heart was bombarding out of her chest, much like the time when they walked towards the stools. When Duncan reached Gwen, he rested on a chair next to her and forced a smile.

"Hey." Gwen said softly.

"Hi." He replied quickly.

"So, how have you been?" Gwen asked cautiously. Half of her didn't want to know the answer out of fear that the scars she left him were still hurting. The other half however, felt a need to know. Almost like an obligation, an instinct. Duncan sighed.

"Okay. I'm living with Chase now. Been staying out of jail, so I guess that's a plus." Duncan said weakly. Something was missing, something that defined him; something that she was certain she took away from him nine years ago. It pained her to see him like this, but at the same time she was grateful that this reunion let her meet him again. Her Duncan; well, he was once.

"What about you?" Duncan asked mildly; he too, had a certain longing in his voice. Gwen cleared her throat.

"Um, well, I have an art exhibition showing at this little gallery downtown. I've pretty much been working on it for the past nine years. You should check it out. It's full of-"

Gwen stopped herself in mid sentence and bit her lip. Her art exhibition is the product of nine empty years of longing and regret that were now strewn across countless canvasses. Her art was one of the only things that kept her together. Gwen worked hard to recompose herself and continue her sentence.

"Um, the paintings are really... deep. Um, that's about it." She replied quietly. Duncan nodded in understanding. His brow furrowed as he tried to find the meaning behind Gwen's words.

"Oh ok. Um, it's getting pretty late, and if I drive when I'm tired I often fall asleep- don't ask." Duncan added as Gwen opened her mouth to question when he would ever fall asleep at the wheel. Her mind was now racing with the image of Duncan's exhausted figure slumped against the dashboard snoring loudly while his car swerved out of control. Gwen giggled to herself.

Duncan and Gwen stood up at the same time; their faces were inches within each other. Gwen captured Duncan's eyes, and the pair gazed at each other for an immeasurable period of time. They say that the eyes are windows to the soul. Gwen was sure that hers were wide open. Duncan would always find his way through her defences. He still did.

Duncan looked away from her, now staring at his feet, and Gwen's insides plummeted about 100 feet before she brought herself to speak.

"Okay. Uh, it was nice seeing you, Duncan." Gwen said sincerely. Duncan nodded.

"Yeah. See you." Duncan said hastily, as he walked out the door, leaving Gwen standing alone in the studio. One light tear cascaded down her face as she gathered her things and walked out the door.

But not before she head a disgruntled Chris bellow from his dressing room:

"What do you mean that was the last wig?"

And that is it:)

Anyone who has or is reading my fic "Unanswered Questions", then something in your brain has clicked, am I right? hehe
Please review and I may be back soon
I may just work on some other fics in the meantime

Cya XD