This has the ultimate ending and this story, as much as it pains me to say it, only has 2 chapters left. So- enjoy the chapters while you can- I'm going to make another historical Jebbie- set in Robin Hood's time where Debbie is one of Robin's men(because he lets a woman into the gang) and finds love in Jasmine, who lives in the castle with Marian and the Sheriff of Nottingham- it will be mixed with the BBC television programme Robin Hood...

Anyway- enjoy this chapter!

Pain… that's all Jasmine could remember… pain… pain, pain… She was hurting, all over, her arm was broken, she knew. She heard the cracking of her limb. She was in pain. Emily was crying, that's all she could hear, ringing in her ears. Debbie wasn't there… she tried desperately to get up, but she was chained up to something.
"Jasmine… Jasmine! Wake up! We're here!" Debbie woke her lover up, who was shaking. Jasmine woke, with a jolt to see the sun, sea and the beautiful horizon ahead of her. She slowly realised that she had a bad dream. She smiled, hearing Emily gurgle. She giggled as her mother lifted her from the cart.
"Mama!" She squealed. Jasmine giggled, pecking her daughter's cheek as Debbie smiled, stroking Jasmine's hair softly. Debbie leaned forwards.
"Morning, gorgeous…" She said softly, kissing Jasmine softly. Jasmine kissed back, snuggling into her lover, cuddling her baby.

Jasmine, Debbie and Emily stepped into the room. It was quite a large room with stone walls and a window with shutters. The room had the faint smell of wood and varnish and it was perfect.

They unpacked everything and soon they were on the beach. Crisp, golden sand, the cobalt blue sea and the woman of Debbie's dreams. She wondered where her love for women had started. But she thought as she saw Jasmine running in her own fashioned shorts, swooping down and picking Emily up as she ran, and realised it had all started after Jasmine had saved her from the horse… the day in the stables. About every time Jasmine visited her in prison and left Debbie too soon. Debbie yearned to touch the golden olive skin of her lover's face. To kiss it… Debbie felt a rush of emotion swell up inside her as she stood and crossed to the older girl.
"Jas… I'm just going into town to get a drink…" She lied. Jasmine nodded, holding Em. She kissed Debbie's cheek.
"Okay… be back soon, sweetheart…" Jasmine said, looking at Em. "Say goodbye to mum!" She said, in the voice that was reserved for children. Emily gurgled as Debbie kissed her forehead.

She wanted the most expensive one. The ring in the jewellers. She was going to buy it with the last of her money… the very last… she bought it for £60. She bought it with the box that cost an extra amount and she went back to the beach. She saw Jasmine and Emily, making a castle out of sand. A sandcastle.
Jasmine looked up, smiling. Debbie smiled, walking over.
"Jasmine… can you grab Emily and come with me?" Debbie asked, smiling.
"Why?" Jasmine asked, grabbing Emily.
"Just… please?" Debbie asked. Jasmine saw the plea in her eyes and she stood with Emily in her arms and followed the girl up the beach. Debbie walked up to the place where she and Jasmine had shared the night and knelt in front of Jasmine.
"Jasmine Thomas… I love you with all my heart and soul. I never want to be parted with you or Emily. I can't think of life without you anymore. I can't think of any reason that I could or would be parted with you anymore. If I lost you I would never stop my woe. So… Jasmine Thomas… will you consent to be my wife and make me the happiest person on God's earth?" She asked. Jasmine's eyes brimmed with tears.
"Yes. Yes!" She cried, as Debbie stood to hug her. Jasmine peppered her face with kisses and cried happily. "I love you… I love you! I love you…" Jasmine stood and hugged her lover for what felt like forever…

Rate and Review- also- 60 pounds was a lot of money in that time so it would have been all of her wages for the next year or so... shows how much devotion she has towards Jasmine :D

See you next chapter- plus- I'm going to start posting these weekly- or half a weekly