Revival
A/N: Here it is, the last chapter at long last! It's been a terrific journey, with lots of stops and starts, but all in all, I am so proud that this is the first ever story that I have finished! It means so much that you all are here to share it with me! Are you ready?? Warning: This chapter contains the most fluff that I've ever written yet to date! Be very afraid!
Please also check out the short epilogue, which involves Dairine and is a taste of my next story that I am currently working on, which chronicles Dairine's attempts to find and reunite with Roshaun.
Disclaimer: I own nothing that you recognize. It all belongs to Diane Duane.
Chapter Twelve: Revival
Epilogue
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Nita walked away from the Lone Power, her head held high and her neck aching with the effort to keep it that way. She deliberately turned her back, because somehow, Nita was no longer afraid of the Lone One. She never dreamed that she would ever mouth off to him like she had, but now with that experience behind her, she felt full, alive, like she'd climbed atop Mount Everest with no magical help. A few tears dribbled down her cheeks, now that she wasn't facing him, but they were the ones that appeared just because Nita needed to make room for something else.
As she approached Kit, Nita reflected on the past arguments they'd had. She remembered how she had reacted when Kit had kissed her. She flushed, even now—it seemed so ridiculous, how she'd responded. She had completely eradicated him from her life, all because he had done the very thing she'd wanted him to. She had dreamed of that moment for so long: the moment that Kit admitted his feelings for her. But that's all it had been—a dream. A fantastic dream, but still a dream nonetheless. So when Kit had finally pulled through for her, finally kissed her, she'd completely bailed on him. Afraid of how to respond, Nita had instead cut all ties with Kit and turned into the hermit that she was finally starting to break out of.
Then there was the fight they'd had only a few hours ago. Kit had jumped to conclusions, and now they had suffered for it. Nita had acted without thinking on her part and, instead of transporting to Kit's kitchen, as she'd meant to, she had ended up here, in this godforsaken place. If only Kit had thought about his actions, or at least about hers. He should have known that Nita would never betray him, in any sense of the word, but because of his distrust in her, this whole thing with the Lone Power had transpired. Nita knew that it probably would have happened anyway, but the fact that it happened because of Kit irritated her to no end.
Nita sighed. The knowledge that the Lone Power had extracted the memories of her and Kit's new relationship had made Nita so alarmingly angry at first, but now that she knew of his plans, Nita could not help but feel a tiny ounce of respect for his way of trying to get her world's kernel. It honored her that he thought she was so valuable, but she also despised that it was she who was responsible for all this confusion and hatred.
Nit advanced toward Kit, a little wary. He just stood there, gazing at her, not speaking. She feared that it was because he was still under that spell of silence, but her worry evaporated when he walked over and drew her into his arms.
"Are you okay?" he asked softly, resting his forehead against hers.
She sighed softly, allowing her body to melt into his, the places where they touched tingling. "Yeah," she whispered, and lifted her face up to receive the kiss she knew was coming.
Instead, Kit drew away, putting some distance between them but not completely breaking free of her. "Nita, I am so sorry," he said seriously, his hands tightening around her upper arms. "It's true, I still feel jealous of Ronan, because he got to kiss you before I did. But," he continued, overriding her attempts to speak, "I would never hold that against you, or be badly behaved in front of you. I think it was the Lone Power's doing, heightening my feelings, because I would never, ever disgrace you like that."
She pondered that remark. "You might be right. It's possible that he just fed your feelings of jealousy, enhancing them to the point where you could not back away."
Kit shook his head, looking down at the ground. His hands dropped away, leaving Nita feeling colder than she should have felt. "I should have known that my emotions were being tampered with. I should have ignored them," he said shamefully.
Nita drew him close, wrapping her arms around his waist. "How could you have known?" she asked, squeezing him tightly. "How could I have known?"
He put a hand under her chin, lifting it until Nita was looking into his eyes. She saw the same amount of affection there that had been in her dream, but now, seeing it in real life, she recognized that it wasn't affection at all. It was love, and it was love for her, and it was a feeling that she wrapped around her heart and let warm her entire body.
"I love you," he said, and kissed her. Nita forgave him, forgave all of his flaws, all of his mistakes, and knew that she loved him as well, and probably had since she had first laid eyes upon him. She allowed herself to be swept up in the intensity of the moment, the bursts of color that clouded her mind, and she realized that the feeling was akin to saying a wizardry, except that this was quite possibly the grandfather of all wizardries and was much more intimately satisfactory.
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The two set up the transport spell that would whisk them away to Nita's living room. They completed it almost without thinking, saying the Speech in unison and shutting their eyes tightly when the wizardry swept them along the current to Nita's home.
When they arrived, the first thing Nita saw was her father, who was sitting on the couch, reading a newspaper and drinking coffee. He looked up as they appeared, eyes widening when he saw that Kit had accompanied Nita.
"Still not accustomed to the two of you just appearing out of thin air," he said, choosing not to comment of Kit's ruffled hair and Nita's wrinkled shirt.
Kit looked at her, raising his eyebrows. She muffled a giggle, and they headed to Nita's backyard, where they saw that night had emerged. Nita lay down on the ground and leaned back. Kit took the spot beside her, and they intertwined their hands, keeping them in between the two of them, out of the view of the door. Nita felt a calmness spreading through her, and she sighed contently. This is what being a wizard is about, she thought, and she felt Kit's silent agreement.
But as each star twinkled back at her cheerfully, Nita felt a tiny pinprick of coldness enter her calm state of mind. She had found Kit, and their relationship was revived once more, but Nita knew that although this ordeal was over, it would not be the last time that she would encounter the Lone Power alone.
Fin
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Epilogue
Dairine heard Kit and Nita materialize in the living room from where she sat at her desk in her own bedroom. She positively felt the joy radiating from each of them, and it almost made her sick. Can't they tone it down any? she seethed silently.
Dairine knew she was being rude and inconsiderate, but at this point, she could hardly care less. While it was true that Nita had obviously been through hell these last few months, it was nothing compared to Dairine's own experiences. What does she know? Dairine wondered, clenching her fists. How could she ever have the capacity to feel as much loneliness as I do?
Spot, sensing Dairine's anguish, stretched a small, plastic leg toward her and rubbed her arm affectionately. She yanked away, standing up and moving towards her window. Gazing out, Dairine glimpsed a view of the stars above, each of them glinting merrily. As Dairine looked, a falling star stretched across the sky, falling in a graceful arch across the horizon. A tear fell from Dairine's eyes as she watched, and she didn't bother to wipe it away. The feeling of emptiness inside her threatened to engulf her completely, but Dairine no longer cared. After all, why bother being a wizard when your own partner abandons you?
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