I've been very silent for the past few days because my baby girl has been very sick. The ending will be delayed some time so I can tend to my daughter so I'm sorry.

Morphine = Is my friends definition of a "I don't give a shit pill." My hubby works in a hospital so he tries to have a neutral facial expression when someone on morphine thinks they can do everything in the world. Even I was like that when I was attacked a long time ago.

My friend looks meek because she's all quiet and stuff but when you do something against a friend she becomes Superwoman I swear. She is very over protective.

I will not respond to the one person in its entirety about their flaming review except to say one thing; If you don't like it than there are plenty of other fanfictions out there to read. I'm not a professional writer I just do this as a way of releasing something from my system and even I get things wrong.

Arnold spent all his time reading the journal over and over and soon school was back in session. Being one of the firsts in class, he was looking over another book when more students came drifting in before hearing questions being tossed regarding someone's arm. Putting his head up, Helga stood there looking red faced making up a joke about opening up jars. She'll never want to act like the hero. She never wanted to claim any part in saving the neighborhood so many years ago. Helga never enjoyed that attention. Seeing her flash a look over to him she smirked as people wondered if they could sign her cast.

"Well actually no to that because I got bored one night and decided to play with my cast." Glancing over to him, she made a request. "Arnold, could you help me."

Getting up he helped her take the sling off carefully not paying attention to much else but trying not to hurt her more till he stepped back to see that she painted on it. It was beautiful. It was an abstract painting of daisies on her cast making so many come up to look closely at it. "You certainly have talent, Helga."

Helga turned her head to the sound of his loving voice making her whisper up at him. "Just imagine if I did this while I was high." Laughing softly she then added. "I have a spot in the back reserved for you though." Their eyes met for a little bit before she requested his help again with her sling.

Arnold didn't care if the whole world knew how he felt about her. He wasn't ashamed. Helping her back in her sling she made a point to turn to examine his eyes with a very sheer lightness of her own right now before turning away to go on to her desk in the back.

After school, Arnold greeted his grandparents as he went upstairs oblivious of the wily looks they were throwing his way as he heading towards his room. Going inside his eyes fell right on Helga as she sat on his couch.

"Could you tell me the good thing about school starting up on a friday of all days?" Helga asked in a very amused tone of voice. "It should always be like this."

Arnold smiled at her glad to see her there. "Do you wish for anything to eat or drink?"

With a casual jerk of her head there was already drinks and snacks on his computer desk. "I swear your grandparents are too awesome."

"They are at that."

"What's the matter?"

Arnold thought she looked so beautiful. "Even with that sling on it still doesn't deter in anything. You are so gorgeous." Loving the blush forming on her face he approached her to sit beside her. "How is that feeling on you by the way?"

"Taking a shower is a bitch, but I'm still very clean." She didn't like the limp hair portion though.

They stayed in silence just regarding one another. Arnold had no clue if he should speak first or if she was to. Reaching out with his hand he ran his hand through her hair loving how she closed her eyes against his touch.

"By the way, I'm a published Author." Helga said in a very hushed voice while her eyes were still closed enjoying the sensations he was giving her. "That was why I was in a business suit that day."

Grinning from ear to ear, Arnold kissed her. "Congratulations Helga." Kissing her again. "I knew you could do it." Kissing her again. "I'm so proud of you."

Giggling after the last kiss from the excitement all over again, she had to stop him. "I'm still heading out of Hillwood after graduation." Seeing his deflated face she reached up with her good hand to touch his face. "Oh Arnold I will come back to visit. I promise you this. I have been accepted to college nearer to where my sister lives. Nick has been so excited about that prospect."

"Will you be staying in a dorm room?"

"No. I'll get a place. You know how many germs are inside those dorm rooms? Yuck."

Loving the look of disgust on her face, Arnold couldn't help but think of how endearing she looked. "I read your journal and..."

Kissing him, Helga loved his response back to her before she pulled slightly back. "I know you did and I see it in your eyes. It is reflected in there and in your face. Why do you think I'm here? I'm giving you my reason of why I'm leaving Hillwood. It isn't permanent like I let on. I can't just stop visiting my friend Phoebs. My folks are here and best of all... You are here, Arnold." Getting on his lap, she straddled him. "I'm sure you'll be heading out of state too since you haven't told me where you are heading, but I don't want this to be it for the both of us."

Making sure she was secure against him, Arnold ran his hand through her hair again. "Neither do I. Helga... I uh..." Even though he didn't want her off of him, he gently put her back down on the couch as he went off to where his bookshelf was and went behind a book to bring out a case. Coming back over he sat down. "I bought this shortly after I read the journal. For one thing, you are an incredible writer and for another I completely understood everything in it."

"Well I hope I'm a decent writer since I'm being published and I'm obviously here because I saw that you understood it."

Narrowing his eyes at her mocking him, Arnold kissed the tip of her nose. "Smart ass." Producing the ring case Helga's eyes opened up wider. "I'm not proposing to you at this age in time until way after school, but..." Opening the box it held a male and female set of rings inside of it. "It is a commitment ring. Helga G. Pataki, will you do me the honor of being committed to me along with your pink journals?"

Laughing at the addition of her journals, Helga nodded her head as she presented her hand to him. "I'm happy I didn't hurt the wrong hand after all." Seeing him slip on the ring on her finger then his on, she kissed him. "Help me take my sling off would you."

Doing it for the second time that day, she knew he had something in there so she rushed off to his desk to find some marking pens. Accepting the different colors she had in her possession, Arnold drew something he knew she would get a kick out of; His football shaped head.

"I love you, Helga." Kissing a free finger from her cast he kept grinning at how she was looking at how he signed her cast.

"I love it." Kissing him, she added softly. "And I love you too."

Glancing back over to the desk with all the snacks and drinks, Arnold kissed her. "Will you go out on a date with me right now so we can grab a decent bite to eat?"

Standing up she started to pace a bit. "On one condition." Almost laughing at his downtrodden look, she said, "You kiss me and kiss me like there is no tomorrow."

Beaming from ear to ear, Arnold quickly got up. "Deal! Let's go." Grabbing his keys and handing Helga her purse, he took her hand to lead her out.

Saying his good nights to his grandparents, Phil and Gertie were giggling against each another as they cuddled. "They remind me of us when we were that age, Pookie."

"I know." Giggling some more she added. "I wonder what their wedding be like?"

"Oh now, Pookie you don't want to rush things now do you?" Phil lamented.

"It is just a tiny push."

A little argument occurred between them both as Gertie kept pestering him before perching a cowboy hat on her head. "Come on Tex. Time to show this Cowgirl how its done."

Getting up, Phil went to put some music on. "Don't mind if I do."