-.-.- When She Says She Loves Me -.-.-
(A/N)- Wee! I did it! 6 pages too! This should be the end ... mehh, see my message at the bottom.Title of chapter inspired by the song by Nickelback (duh) because I made another music video to that to. Sorry I can't get either of them up as of yet- check Youtube within the next month or so. ;-) Thank you all for your kind reviews- it would not have made it this far without them. ;-)
Chapter 10- This Is How You Remind Me
They talked for hours … rather, it was mostly Ambrose talked for what felt like hours. He explained his memory of himself losing his way whilst looking for his lab, and how DG had called him Glitch … he told her about his guesses that he was in fact Glitch at one point, but most of his memories of being Glitch had gone … he told her about feeling familiar about many things, like her being curled up against him, and seeing his lab in shambles. It all poured out of him, one after the other.
"I even have this strange feeling that I can't understand …" he added quietly. They were now lying horizontally across the bed, next to one another. DG's fingertips brushed his and he gratefully took her hand in his.
"What is it?" she asked.
He blushed, "Well … I'm not sure … but I-I think …. I think I may … b-be in …" he stuttered, and took a deep breath, and said it all in one shot, "I think I may be in love with you." He blushed at his own words and flinched, looking fearfully over at her as to what her reaction may be. She just watched him with worrying eyes.
"It's silly though. I can't be in love with you- I practically just met you!" he exclaimed, his eyes looking up to the canopy above.
"You were Glitch," she said, nodding. He looked at her, eyes wide, "Really?" he asked incredulously. She nodded. "So one of my synapses did fire right for once …" he said with a small smirk.
She smiled lovingly, but her smile soon faded, "Are you sure you can't remember anything else?" she asked hopefully.
He shook his head in dismay, "No … I'm sorry," he apologized quietly, looking over at her. She watched him in hesitation, and slowly, she edged closer to him. He held his breath as she got uncomfortably close, and before he knew it, her lips brushed his gently, sending a rush of warmth to the pit of his stomach, and his heart felt jittery and excited at the touch.
She carefully slid herself closer to him, resting her chest against his as she kissed him. He was in such shock that he didn't kiss back, though his eyes were closed as he savored this moment. She reached up and ran her slender fingers through his silky curls, and a pleasant thrill ran down his spine. It was so familiar, and he found himself kissing her back as if he did this before … he was sure he never kissed someone before but it just felt so natural and familiar …
But then that opposing voice rang out in his mind, and he couldn't help but obey it.
Kissing! Princess! Bad!!
He broke free of the kiss with a sudden jolt and stared surprised at her. She looked hurt, and she bit her lip with a blush, "I'm so sorry- I shouldn't have done that …"
He shook his head in worry, "N-no, it's all right …" he whispered, and he found himself reaching up to stroke her hair, "This feels so familiar …" he mused.
"Can you remember what you promised me?" she asked suddenly, hope in her blue eyes as they locked with his.
His mind was blank, "W-what?" he asked nervously.
She shook her head, "It's all right. You'll remember someday."
She rolled off his chest and slid off the bed. He sat upright quickly, fear in his voice, "Where are you going?" he asked frantically.
She glanced back at him with a surprised laugh, "I'm locking the door, silly." She explained as she shut it and locked it, "I don't need you flipping out in the morning and screaming to me about not locking it."
She strode back to the bed and hopped onto it, patting the space next to her, "Come on, you must be tired."
He turned and scooted beside her, surprised at him self for obeying without question, but he quickly disregarded it. After all, she loved him, he loved her, and her mom didn't seem to have a problem with it … besides, they weren't doing anything except sleeping.
When he finally got his body under the blanket, she instantly curled up against him, head tucked securely in the crook of his neck once again. She sighed deeply, burying her nose against his skin. She managed to get underneath his jacket and inside coat, so his striped undershirt was the only thing separating her from him. He was suddenly relaxed, and he returned the embrace, wrapping his arms around her and holding her gently.
He felt as if this happened before, again. The sudden realization of this made him pry into his mind and search desperately for the memory, but to no avail. Obviously the memories did not want to be remembered, for he was sure he was trying his absolute best.
It hurt him so much to have forgotten what probably would've been lovely memories of him and DG, happy together that he felt like crying. But he reminded himself not to do so lest he awake DG and he really was beginning to seem like quite the attention seeker as of late. He took a deep breath and held DG closer, his thumb stroking her own gently as he rested his hand upon hers.
And so he drifted off to sleep again, and dreamed.
"I won't forget you."
"Yes you will, Glitch." "You can't be sure of that, Glitch …" she answered sadly. "I am," he nodded, "Trust me- I won't forget you or our love …" … "She said she "Are you … " "Life." "Oh," he said quietly, and laughed lightly, "I thought it was from me," "You couldn't scare a crow …" He was silent for a while, and finally he answered with, "Too bad; that might've been the only job I'd qualify for in the state I'm in …" " "Don't say things like that anymore, okay?" He watched her face with a blank indifferent stare. She stared him down for a while before he quietly answered, "All right."
"No, I won't!" he insisted, "You're the one person I cannot forget about even if I tried and I won't let myself forget!"
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Ambrose awoke with a start. When did all of that happen? It seemed like only yesterday … so … this must mean DG did love him … Glitch, anyway. He had to be Glitch! It was so hard to explain, but he suddenly remembered going by that name when he ... when he was … glitching! That was it! Obviously … yeah, he could remember that at one point in his life he had forgotten his name. He remembered having a panic attack over it. He had tried so hard over and over to remember the name his parents had given him at birth, the same name he went by for most of his life … when he failed to remember it, he realized he'd accidentally repeat something he'd say to himself as he tried to think of his name. He said to himself, he had wished he would just stop glitching. And that was it. Glitch! He remembered that easier than his original name so he decided just to call himself just that.
Well, at least it was one memory down. Something else stuck out in his brain. That thing the cowboy hat man said to him in his memory. He said that the Ambrose part of him might not love DG … well that was preposterous! Of course he loved her … he just didn't tell her. Hmm. Maybe that accounts for breaking her heart. Sure he let her kiss him but he didn't say those exact words- I love you.
He suddenly realized he was shaking from all of these sudden realizations. Quickly he tried to calm himself down, reminding himself that he might wake DG. He pressed his cheek to her forehead tight, reaching a hand up to stroke her hair. He'd been a bad person. He'd forgotten her. He'd forgotten them.
"I won't forget," he promised in a whisper, to DG as well as himself, and the Glitch he was, "I'll remember."
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DG awoke the next morning to find that Glitch … Ambrose was no longer there. Immediately, she panicked. He couldn't have gone far, could he?
Quickly she grabbed up her boots and shoved them onto her feet, and hurried out of the bedroom, and into the lab. No Glitch.
"Glitch?" she called, and shut her eyes, reminding herself with a groan, "Ambrose??" she shouted, louder.
No response. She headed out into the hallway and went for the infirmary wing.
"Is Ambrose here?" she asked a nurse who was passing by.
"No, I thought he was with you …" the nurse said.
DG groaned angrily, and bolted up the stairs. Where could he have gone? Had she said something bad? Was it the kiss? Maybe she had gone too far. After all, he wasn't all Glitch anymore, he was part Ambrose. Maybe the Ambrose part of him saw the logic in the kiss and didn't think it was proper. He had probably fled in fear. Though she thought they were well over that by now …
"Ambrose?" she called as she strode down to her bedroom. Surely he couldn't be there- did he even remember where it was? He wasn't there. Panic began to rise to her throat and she felt she'd be choked by it. Her steps quickened as she headed for the main stairwell.
"Ambrose??" she shouted, and her voice echoed down the entrance hall below. No answer. Could he have gone outside? Oh why did she have to think that? The thought sent fear into her heart. She ran down the steps and down towards the main entrance, hoping that her worst fears weren't true …
"DG?" a small voice asked. She stopped dead in her tracks, and looked towards the voice. Ambrose stood there, hiding behind a pillar. A wave of relief flowed through her, but it had instantly turned to anger.
"Why didn't you answer?" she asked hysterically, striding over to him, surprising him with a hard punch on the arm, "I was looking everywhere for you! What were you thinking??! I thought something bad happened to you!"
She found herself crying as she shouted at him, and Ambrose's eyes widened at the sight of it, and he daringly wrapped his arms around her. She wanted to punch him again but she found herself succumbing to his embrace. She felt such a strange mixture of emotions that she never thought she'd feel all at once- fear, anger, and love.
He held her tight, rocking her gently side to side, and his slender fingers rubbing her back, "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to frighten you …" he said softly. "Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry …"
She stopped in the midst of her crying, her blue eyes wide with wonder. She looked up at him in his arms curiously. She choked on a sob as she said with a smile, "You're glitching again."
"Oh, am I?" he asked, "I'm sorry …" he said sadly, looking ashamed. And then it hit him, "Wait, I glitched?!" he asked incredulously, "Does this mean I'm Glitch again?" he asked hopefully.
"I don't know- you've got me so confused lately," she answered with a laugh, hugging him tight, burying her head against his neck.
He held her for a while, rocking her side to side, as if they were dancing … dancing … "Hey, there's something I wanted to tell you," he said.
"What is it?" she asked into his shirt collar.
He paused for a long moment, and she looked up at him. He shook his head, curls bouncing slightly, "I forgot it again." He replied solemnly. "It was there last night, I thought it up, I remembered it but now …" he sighed in frustration, "Seems I'm just getting worse."
"No, you're not- if anything you're getting better Glitch …" she froze, and remembered, "Ambrose I mean. Sorry about that."
"N-no, you can call me Glitch if you'd like to!" he exclaimed happily, "I mean, I glitched didn't I?" he asked with a small laugh.
She smiled, "Yes, you did," she agreed, and pulled away from him, "Do you remember how to dance?"
"Do I!" he exclaimed, briefly excited, and then his face fell, "Do I?" he asked, looking up, trying to concentrate. He looked back to DG with a solemn shake of his head, "Nope."
"Of course you do!" she insisted, taking his hand and pulling him away from the pillar. "Let's see now," she pondered, taking both his hands and giving him a light shake, "First, where do these go?" she asked.
He stared down at them, brows furrowing, and he released her hands and raised his in the air. He went to put one hand on her hip and the other hand in hers, but instead, in his confusion, he put both hands on her shoulders. She laughed lightly, "Close enough."
She took his hands up and placed them on their right places, causing him to blush.
"Now," she said, looking up into his eyes hopefully, "What next?"
She gave him a while to let him think, and sure enough, he eventually began to move, guiding her along the floor. He stumbled a bit but eventually he unknowingly uncovered his rhythm as he glided gracefully along the dance floor. He was just as nimble as he was before the surgery, when she had coaxed him into dancing with him.
"You're doing it!" she exclaimed excitedly, squeezing his arm gently.
"I am? I- whoa!!"
He skidded along the floor suddenly, tripping into her. She laughed happily as she helped him regain his balance. "You were dancing!"
"I was?" he asked, cocking his head. His arms were wrapped around her midsection now, and she carefully removed them as she said, "You were. Here, let's try again."
Without her instruction, he immediately took one hand in his and put the other hand on her hip. He blushed again at this, and she giggled. He stood there, eyes squeezed shut, and after a second or two, he looked down at her, "Now what?"
She gave him a look of disbelief, and led him into it. Eventually, he led her, and they were dancing once again. The room was spinning but she didn't get dizzy; all she saw was Glitch. They danced for what seemed like a long time, and eventually ended the same as before, with Glitch holding her off the ground with one hand that supported her waist.
She looked up into his eyes, and he looked back with a smile. And suddenly, his smile began to fade as he looked at her, as if he was suddenly remembering something.
"Deej?" he asked. Her blue eyes went wide. She hadn't heard him call her by that nickname in so long. And obviously he hadn't heard himself say that in so long and was surprised by it, for he almost dropped her.
"Glitch!" she squeaked, grabbing onto him and they wound up falling onto the floor below. She wasn't far from the floor so it didn't hurt her much but Glitch had stumbled with a series of multiple "Owie, owie, owie …"s
She quickly pulled herself up to her knees, "Are you all right?" she asked. He was rubbing his head, his eyes squinting in pain. "Let me see …" He continued to say "Owie" She gently removed his hand from his skull, and checked for any damage. The stitches hadn't come undone, thankfully.
"You're fine," she assured, kissing him atop his stitches. She sat back on her knees, stroking his hair. He still wouldn't stop saying "Owie", and not only was it worrying her, it was no longer cute and was getting rather annoying.
"Glitch!" she warned, "Stop it." He still continued.
"I'll slap you," she threatened, holding up a hand, and he stopped suddenly, scrambling backward in fear.
She couldn't help but laugh a little, "Are you all right?" she asked.
He nodded with a gulp, "Ye-ah …. I am," he said with a surprisingly relaxed breath.
He sat up, and she caressed his shoulder lovingly, watching him, wondering if he truly was all right … if he ever would truly be all right.
He glanced around as he regained himself, and looked over at DG as if he suddenly realized that she was there, "Deej!" he exclaimed, and his face suddenly broke into a smile, "Oh wow!! I remember now!"
"That rhymed," she mused, "Remember what?"
"Oh don't tell me you don't remember!" he said in a mocking tone, with a "Pfft!"
She cut a look at him, and then her expression softened when she remembered what he probably meant.
"You said one night that I would forget about us and I promised I wouldn't." he explained briefly, hoping she understood. Finally, he felt so complete! He still felt a little disorganized but he remembered being Glitch now, out of the blue, and he was still Ambrose. Well, he had always been Ambrose but at least he had finally regained his memories- their journey, the emerald, the eclipse … Raw, Cain, … DG … everything!
He got up on his knees, taking her hands in his, "And I didn't, Deej. I remember it now!" he said excitedly.
"I love you, DG," he said finally, and his face broke out in an almost crazy grin, and she couldn't help but laugh. His face fell suddenly at her reaction.
"W-what?" he asked worriedly, "Don't you … don't you love me?" he sounded as if his heart would break. But DG couldn't stop laughing.
He looked away, and she cupped his face in her hands, turning him towards her as her laughter died down, "I'm sorry- you just looked so insane!"
"Do you love me?" he asked again hopefully.
She smiled, "Of course I do, silly," she said, "I love you Glitch … and Ambrose too," she added with a grin, her blue eyes sparkling.
He smiled with a blush, and this time he was the one to steal a kiss from her lips.
(A/N)- Was it too fluffy? I sure hope not. Anyways ...
Okay, I thought this would be it but it may not be. I remembered I mentioned a ball but if I make that the ending scene it may be really sappy and fluffy and all that jazz. So! I'll think about it and possibly write it, though it helps that you encourage me with reviews. :-)
Merry christmas to those who celebrate it! I'm forced to. xD But I personally do not mind nor complain. :-)