**Author's Note: Okaii guys here's chapter 3. This chapter has been tough for me… we have a practically perfect woman who does not allow sentiment to muddle her way of thinking, she's proper. And then there the man, who never presses his advantage and cares for the woman… do you know how hard it is to keep them in character?! Well anyways I gave it my best shot… I hope you guys like it. Oh and we're almost back to school so I hope I can finish the story tonight**
"Wait, Free? As in your... free? I mean you're- here to stay… not follow the winds… you're-" she stopped him by gently placing her finger on his mouth. Tears welled in her eyes and keeping them in her eyes was a task for her. She was confused about these tears, not knowing if they were of sorrow or happiness.
"Yes I'm free…" she whispered looking into Bert's eyes. She quickly turned and gazed at the wonderful view once again. He looked at her for a moment insecure and disbelief scattered in the depth of his eyes. "You don't seem to… happy about it." At this Mary turned to him and glared at him, letting her icy glare sink into his body.
"Bert! What an impertinent thing to say! Well of course I am content with the news. To be honest with you I've dreamt of this…" she stopped herself from going on any longer. Hearing this made Bert secure and prosperous to finally have one of his dearest friends finally stay with him.
"You know, Mary Poppins, I've missed you these last 3 months…" he told her with a little chuckle coming from him. Mary stared at him for a couple of seconds and then said, "Please, Bert, don't begin getting sentimental on me know. You know I had my duties to fulfill. You were also quite aware that I had to follow the winds. Really, I did not choose to go away from you… or from London I mean. Now it is up to me to follow my heart apparently."
"And where has your heart taken you Mary Poppins?"
"Here, to this beautiful view of London, to you…" she replied turning to look back over the roof. A chilly breeze gracefully swept over them and the darkening sky was now filled with eerie stormy clouds.
"Looks like a storm is coming," he said following her gaze. She turned to look at him and nodded, "It does…" she sighed and suddenly came the downpour which became heavier with every passing second. Soon they were drenched and unfortunately they couldn't find any refuge until they realized that Mary's umbrella was their only refuge. There they stood a Mary Poppins and Bert dangerously close to each other they could feel and hear each other's breath. Never had they both stood this close to each other, they each averted their eyes from one another. Finally Bert broke the ice and silence, "You know, Mary, I think we should get going… this is no weather for you to be out in-" he grabbed her hand and started heading away but Mary yanked him back underneath the umbrella.
"Bert, I'm fine, really. It's a little chilly, yes, but I'm fine. I would really like to stay out here." He looked at her concern in his eyes. Although he knew this could get her sick and being the gentleman he was he insisted on going inside.
"We should be really be on leaving, Mary, how 'bout we head on over to me flat. It's warm and its some protection for this weather…" he looked at her concern in his eyes. She turned to him and stared for a couple of seconds. She then nodded and said, "Oh alright. If we must we must." He offered her his arm which she took in gratitude. Gracefully they floated down to the side walk, where side by side under her umbrella they walked in silence towards Bert's house.
AS they entered Bert's lovely warm and cozy flat he took her coat, hat, and umbrella while gesturing her to go to the living room. He asked her to sit down as so she did and offered her some tea.
"Why," she looked down at her hands which were playing and trembling and thought that a cup would keep them busy in order to hide her unusual nervousness. "A cup of tea would be nice, so yes, please." Bert walked away into the kitchen. In a little while he was back with two steaming cups of warm tea. As he came back he took a seat next to where Mary was sitting.
"Thank You Bert," Mary said while taking her cup from his hands. He nodded and said, "Your welcome. As I've said before: anything for you Mary Poppins." She blushed at his words and took a sip of her tea. An uncomfortable silence fell between them. She put her cup back on the little plate and placed it on the center table. She took a deep breath and turned to face Bert. For a moment she was unsure of what exactly she wanted to say but still gave it a shot, "Bert, I… I believe we need to talk…"
"Do we Mary Poppins… about what? Anything wrong… I…" he, also, placed his tea on the center table and also turned to face her.
"No, nothing wrong… I believe we need to talk about… me, my freedom…" she paused looking down at her hands she looked up at him searching into his eyes and found love and compassion which made her continue, "I also believe we need to talk about… us...-"
He stopped her at her last word a little confused and struck, "Us?"
"Yes, Bert. You see, as I've said before, I've wanted this freedom, and really now I am ready to… to feel, and form my own relationship, and… to love." Now Mary was insecure and her eyes were now dwelling with shine of tears. She turned up her nose and turned around and stared at the fire place for a moment.
"Mary, are you all right?" He leaned over to her and caught her chin with his forefinger. He turned her to face him and they stared at their eyes for a couple of second. Mary shook her thoughts and leaned back moving a little farther away from Bert. She kept staring at the fireplace. Then she continued, "I am truly sorry, Bert." He was about to say something but she continued, "I have been so unfair to you. You… You are truly my closest dearest friend. Although, you knew I was incapable of staying here in London…" she turned to look at him. She ran a hand through his cheek and continued, "Bert… I'm sorry, I've been so blind, and truly regret it…" Mary, broke and a tear swiftly fell down her cheek. Bert with love cleaned the tear of Mary's face and she smiled at him. He gave her a big reassuring smile and said, "Mary, please… there is nothing for you to apologize for…" she got closer to him she leaned against his shoulder staring off into space. He put an arm around her put to this Mary stood up of the couch in alarm. Alarm was written all over his face which made Mary regret her actions with guilt.
"Oh, Bert. I'm sorry really… it's just that you alarmed me… I'm sorry…" she took a deep breath to calm herself. And he stood up as well.
"No, No, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to alarm you…" he took a step closer to her to calm her but she stepped back. "Mary, are you all right?" again, he stepped towards her, but Mary was only capable of feeling compelled to match his step backwards. They continued tracing their steps until Mary hit the wall and she suddenly thought, and didn't feel much worried about being trapped. He stopped when he was about a foot from her, "What's wrong, Mary, are you afraid of me… If you are well I'm sorry I-"
"No! I'm fine, everything is fine. I'm really not afraid of you… I'm afraid of myself… to what I've always felt compelled to do…" she looked a little calmer but guilty she bit her lower lip and stared into the depths of his eyes.
"… and what is it you might do… Mary?" Bert could hardly breathe.
Mary pushed back the wall and lunched herself to the warmth of Bert's body, she crushed herself into his mouth. Bert immediately understood and but his arms tightly around her waist, hers were on his chest but quickly she wrapped her arms around his neck while deepening the kiss. The kiss, though, started tender, unsure, and timid. But by every second it deepened into a fiery kiss. Together they both felt safe at home, something they had always intended to do. She wove her fingers through his hair, they both barely even came up for air. Unfortunately they needed to breathe.
When they broke apart he kept his arms around her waist and gazed into her eyes. Her eyes were now, once again dwelling with ears, but in the depth of her eyes he knew they weren't of sorrow but of happiness.
"Mary Poppins, I love every single piece of you." He kissed her hair and she breathed him in.
"And I, Bert, love every piece of you dearly." She leaned up giving him a quick kiss on the lips…
**Author's Note:: Well People how'd you like it?? It was kind of hard to write but I really enjoyed it… I hope you guys enjoy it as much as I do… School starts tomorrow so It might be a little hard for me to update. Let me just tell you, I am not close to being done with the story… so you guys can expect more. Tomorrow Adventure Time comes out of Cartoon Network so I guess I will skip home work Tuesday to try to update… please review!**