This is the final part of My Darling and Lost in the Shadows of Love. I note that I am not Philip Pullman but the character's are indeed his. Please enjoy the final few chapters in the love between Marisa and Asriel, I note that I am not certian I will finish this one, but I will just see how many like this one. Please feel free to write a comment and please enjoy this one. It was lots of fun writing this one as well as any other. ) Hayley.

It had been hours in a hospital bed, she lied there burning up. With her daemon lying beside her with his paw in her hand, she brushed him away as she didn't move a muscle. All she did was feel the pain of the baby inside her, making her unable to speak or unwilling to open her eyes. There was a small wooden table beside her, with flowers on top of them. On it laid a glass of water beside the directional platform by the window sill. She felt uncomfortable at once, feeling horrible she almost wanted to die.

The sounds of the wind played with her head, hearing voices terrorizing her every thought of her mother made her blush. Her body ached, and rumbled as if she were sick. Her agonizing pain and intense and uncomfortable feelings made her daemon quiescent on the wooden floor. Her breathing grew faster and faster, and her heart beat became abnormal. When it settled, she began to regain herself, trying to sit upright, the golden monkey screeched. Marisa lied her tired and hurting body down on the soft bedspread; she tried to avoid the pain but wasn't successful.

"Marisa," said a soft voice, coming toward her.

She didn't open her eyes, nor did she even move a muscle.

"I hope everything is going alright."

Asriel's voice seemed harsh. Like he had just fought someone a few minutes ago.

Distress filled Marisa's heart, feeling her pain worsen, her daemon felt the lick of the snow leopards tongue. She felt a little better now that he was there. When she found the courage to lift her tired body from the bed, she did so.

"Marisa you should just sit up with this pillow up like this." Asriel said moving a pillow up so she could sit upright. She looked deeply into his eyes.

"What's wrong Asriel?" she asked watching his movements, as Stelmaria watched her without a muscle.

Asriel sat on the bed softly not facing Mrs. Coulter, he had an idea that Lord Boreal would tell Edward everything about them, in every way he wanted to kill them both. He took in a deep breath, and exhaled slowly.

"Asriel?" she muttered softly as he faced her, putting a hand on her face gently. "what is it?"

"Shhhhh, Marisa calm down please."

"Then tell me what is wrong!?" she demanded with anxiety.

He looked at her with a cold sigh, "Marisa I cannot stay with you."

Marisa looked at him with disbelief. "What are you talking about?" she said feeling betrayed, "oh, Asirel tell me what it is?"

He looked angrily at her this time. "It's your husband Marisa!" he rolled his eyes, "your husband wants you to be with him, he is obsessed with finding you." This time he didn't apologize for yelling at her, he was serious. "Your married Marisa, married." Asriel almost walked out the door, feeling a bit of relief of becoming a father. "we cannot be together."

He waited until he was ready to hear her voice once more, feel her angelic voice one more time.

Marisa couldn't say anything to that, she just knew that he was right, she looked down feeling sad. "Asriel," she muttered longing to hear his voice again. "I hate my husband, I never loved him, and he never loved me." she sighed looking at him with passionate eyes. "When I met you, and I fell in love with you."

He looked at her with that same passionate remark.

" I think--I'm in love with you Asriel."

He looked at her passively, and slowly walked out the door, his daemon followed him with distress.

"Asriel, I need you!! Asriel!!" she cried, "I need you..."

Marisa rolled her eyes, as the tears flawed her cheek bone. She looked down feeling betrayed and unloved, after all she loved Asriel, but was the baby going to ruin her status as a high lady? She looked directly into her daemon's eyes and saw anger and betrayal. She closed them, and she screamed.

The baby was on the way.