Who wants to live forever?

Prompt: Cruella begs Isaac to partake in the dragon egg so he will always be with her and won't age. He refuses.

After Murder House, Asylum, Coven, Freak Show and Hotel, Isaac Heller was starting to actually believe that the new season of "American Horror Story" would have been called Storybrooke, or at least his wife was giving him that precise idea.

Like mostly of their evenings spent at home they were watching something together, and like most of the times, that something was that show in particular, in spite of his frequent and vain attempts to convince her to watch something like "Downton Abbey" for a change. That however was a whole different story. What was worrying him at the moment in fact was not his absolutely lack of choice in the matter of tv shows, but actually the way Cruella was immedesimating a little bit too much into one of her favorite ones – and considering its genre, it was not a good sign at all.

"We could live like those sort of vampires, you know? I could be the Countess and you one of my lovers…" she said aloud at some point with an exciting – or better, crazy – sparkle in her blue eyes.

Isaac averted his eyes from the bloody scene in the TV and looked at her, still carrying the disgust in his face for what he had just seen. "Killing people with fake claws and feeding on IVs of blood? No, thank you. And besides, I think you would be better being friend with Mr March and his killing squad!"

But neither his clearly skeptical expression, nor his attempt of irony succedeed in lessening her worrying excitement. On the contrary, it only grew as she turned off the tv with the remote control and then changed her position to look better at him.

"I am serious. No blood, no killing… I'm just talking about the part of living forever and being forever young…" she explained enthusiastically but at the same time with absolute convinction. It seemed as if she weren't even realizing that she was proposing something more than an expensive jewel or a long journey. "We really could or actually we can… You know that I can't age, so what I'm asking you is for you to do the same…"

"I don't think I want to know what you are talking about and-"

"The dragon egg" she cut him off promptly, with a persuasive smile, while taking his hands in hers own. "I still have some fragments of Lily's egg and I can give them to you. We could be together without deadline. Wouldn't that be wonderful?"

Isaac let her take his hands in hers and took some moments before reply, moments in which the contempt for the idea turned into a sort of bitterness. There was a time when she only thought about herself and now she was saying the word "together"; there was a time when she had wanted to kill him and now she was offering him the chance of a never ending life. He was glad, proud, of how far they had come in a matter of few years, but still he knew that they couldn't have gone further than where they already were.

"It would be wonderful, indeed, but this is not going to happen" he finally chose to say, anyway.

The grip around his hands vanished in a moment and he was met by a crossed and disappointed glare. "Why in Hell are you saying no? I want to give you eternal life, tell me, who doesn't want to live forever?"

"No, you tell me, who does?" he replied calmly, standing his ground in spite of her reaction. "And you are not thinking about our kids!"

"I am! We could save a bit of the magic for them as well and they could use it once they will be older…"

He shook his head and that was interruption enough. It was his turn to take her hands in his this time, and it was his turn to show his reasons.

"That wouldn't be fair as it isn't fair for me, actually. We have a life here, a job, friends, people we know. I have spent enough time travelling across different worlds, but I honestly wouldn't like to live across centuries. Life is beautiful because it's short, so fleeting and fragile… Forever instead looks boring, melancholic and empty…"

"Would it be empty even if you were to spend it with me, darling?"

"Even more." That was the surprisingly immediate answer that crashed defintely her hopes of greatness. "We would grow to hate each other and we probaby would destroy our special relationship. Nothing is meant to last actually forever…"

Cruella sighed heavily and rolled her eyes, while breaking the contact between their hands. She was terribly annoyed now by his ever so dramatic and bitter nature, why couldn't he be more inclined to power and leave philosophical doubts aside? She guessed his beloved and precious authors had put strange ideas into his mind… Oh, but she had grown fonder of him right also because of that part of him. He had grown fornder of him indeed, and that was the problem.

"So this is what you are going to do, darling… Die at some point and leave me alone for the rest of my long and lonely existance?" she accused him, putting on the most painful expression she could have used. Maybe some drama could have worked for her as well.

"Oh, I don't think it will be that long. I bet that either your gin or your car will be the end of you" he retorted with that dark humor she had been the one to teach him. But as soon as the words escaped him mouth, he gave her a kind smile and just pulled her arm to attract her into a loving embrace. "I'm just kidding alright? We are going to think that when it will be the time, when I'll be dying in my bed and that will be many many years from now…" he promised more seriously and then placed a kiss between her peculiar two-coloured hair. "But in the meanwhile, give me the remote control... It's not the case to watch American Horror Story anymore if that is the result…"

If his intent was to change the topic, it partially worked, because she immediately glared at him. "Isaac, don't you even think for a moment that we will watch that show with some old people drinking tea in front of a castle…"

Isaac chuckled sincerely amused by the description and soon, Cruella chuckled too in her own way. Holding to each other and with the echo of their own laughters, they became fully aware that they had something that a thousand lives probably couldn't have given them. Who would like to live forever when there's the chance to live a moment like that one?

This was another one of the beautiful prompts from pmgiff. Mentioning American Horror Story, I decided to put this into a sort of continuity with chapter 5 of Loving the Devil (when they are watching tv shows together). By the way, I was so surprised to receive the wonderful reviews I've received for the last chapter, and it makes me so happy to know that there are still authellas out there! I hope you will leave me an opinion for this chapter as well!:)