Okay. Okay. Let's go back to happier times when Bert and Mary are together KMA…no? No…god I'm such a jerk.

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Glynis

Bert rolled his eyes as Glynis happily chatted away on the park bench. His and Mary's park bench. It felt wrong because even though they had been courting for almost a year now, Bert didn't love her. Hell, half the time he didn't even like her because she worried about the most trivial things like how her hair looked and whether they were going to be invited to someone's party. He had started courting her shortly after Mary tried to set him up with her friend, Phyllis, and she was sweet. They got along well enough, most of the time, but there just wasn't a spark between them At the ripe age of 28, he knew, logically, it was time to settle down and start a family. Glynis was the perfect girl for that. She was good with children. She loved to cook and clean. She wasn't too high-maintenance, and she had a good head on her shoulder. However, she was dull. There was no adventure just the same old thing every day. He looked at Glynis with a bored expression as she twittered about something seemingly unimportant probably about some local gossip.

"Bert! You aren't even listening!" Bert is taken away from his thoughts by Glynis' high-pitched voice.

"Yes, I was," Bert says in a very matter-of-factly tone that could have fooled almost anyone. Well, everyone except Glynis.

"Oh, yea? Then what was I talking about?" Glynis raises her dark eyebrow that is almost hidden by her veil of black hair, bringing her deep emerald green eyes to life.

"You were talking about your sister,"

"No,"

"Caitlin?"

"No,"

"Your boss?" Glynis lets out a huff, crossing in disbelief at her suitor.

"Stop trying to guess, it was obvious you weren't listening. Bert, really, I don't know how you expect this relationship to work if you don't listen,"

"I'm sorry, Glynis, I was just off in my own little world,"

"Do you even want to be with me? Sometimes when you drift off you have a dreamy look in your eye like you're thinking about another woman altogether," Bert winces at her thought. He was, in all honesty. He was always thinking about Mary Poppins. They had barely spoken since he started courting Glynis, a quick letter here and there to update the other about the progress of their lives. No matter how dull it had been. Maybe they had done that to keep away their heartaches or maybe to create some distance to allow the new relationship between Bert and Glynis to grow. It hadn't worked, not really. Bert never felt the same spark when he kissed Glynis or laughed as deeply as he did with Mary. Everything seemed dull in the year since she had gone away completely. Even colors seemed less vibrant, which is a real shame when you're a scrivener.

"Of course, I want to be with you," Bert takes her hand into his and looks deep into her eyes, hoping that his face doesn't give away his lie. Glynis gives him a sad smile, hanging her head. He knows the jig is up. She had seen through his lie. She was good at that, a human lie detector she was.

"Did you hear that someone named Mary Poppins is back in town?" Bert's eyes light up at her name, and Glynis looks down at his hands, gently taking her hand away, "Dorcas and Willy kept rambling on about her like she's some sort of queen,"

"Mary Poppins you say?" He prays his face doesn't give off his excitement.

"Willy said you had a little crush on her at one point," Glynis looks up and notices that Bert is more interested in this brief mention of another woman than he had ever been in her, "I think it was much more than a crush, but know that it is more than a crush,"

"Glynis…"

"Go, Bert Alfred. It's obvious to me that I was never going to have your heart no matter how many times we said I love you. It always seemed…"

"Off," Bert hangs his head as he finishes her sentence. He can't help but feel a little ashamed for the way that he had used Glynis.

"I'm sorry, Glynis, I really am, but there is just something about her that I can't picture myself happy with anyone else," Bert kisses her gently on the cheek, "but most of the time I was happy with you. However, I do think Jimmy is going to be right happy to hear that you are available," Glynis blushes and smiles up at Bert.

"Go get your Cinderella, Bert,"

"Only if you promise to find your Prince Charming." Glynis laughs and nods.

"I heard that she is going to be staying at her Uncle's for the time being." Bert grins and dashes in the direction of the all too familiar house.

As he rounds the corner, he stops dead in his tracks to see Mary Poppins stepping out of her Uncle's home. Her hair is mostly down with half of it tied up with a white bow and her dress is simple and blue. She has a book in her hand, a telling sign that she plans to go read by the docks under the large oak tree that they had frequented for the last ten years.

"I'll be back before supper, Uncle Albert," Mary calls back into the house.

"Stay safe, Mary dear." Mary smiles at the faint response before shutting the door. She turns towards Bert, and she jumps when she sees him standing at the end of the road. She stops dead in her tracks, eying him with a confused curiosity. She smiles, hesitantly, and approaches him cautiously.

"Hello, Bert,"

"'Ello, Mary Poppins," Bert meets her halfway with a huge smile on his face.

"What are you doing here?"

"I heard you were back in town,"

"Oh? From who may I ask?"

"Glynis heard it from Dorcas and Willy,"

"Oh," Bert watches as Mary's face falls at the mention of his beau, but she quickly recovers it into a forced smile, "I'm very excited to finally meet the girl who has captured Bert Alfred's heart after what? Almost a year," Bert looks at her in confusion. Then he remembers that she's talking about Glynis, but he can't help but laugh at her statement.

"Mary, don't you see?" Bert cups Mary's face causing a faint blush rise towards her cheeks.

"What do I see, Bert?"

"You already have, Mary,"

"What? No, I haven't…" Bert closes the distance between their lips causing both of them to sigh happily. Their kiss quickly deepens causing Mary's book to slip from her grasp to the cobblestone. Bert's fingers thread through Mary's loose dark chestnut locks as her hands gently rest on his chest. Soon, their kiss gets a little out of hand as Bert pushed Mary against the brick wall behind them, Mary's book long forgotten about, as well as the fact that they were in a public place. A deserted street, but public none the less. Mary's hands explored Bert's well-defined arms, and his hands venture to the small of her back and the curve of her hip, making her body arch closer to his. Mary lets out a gasp as she feels how their bodies perfectly meld together, and Bert uses the opportunity to pepper kiss down her jaw until he starts placing gentle nips on Mary's neck.

"Bert," a heavenly sigh leaves Mary's lips but she knows that she must bring this to a close. "Bert," her voice a little sterner.

"Hmmm?" Bert places a kiss on the skin under her ear causing Mary's knees to buckle. She almost lets their affair continue, but she steels herself and pushes him away, slightly.

"Bert, stop," Mary and Bert pull farther away from each other, breathing heavily, "we are in public,"

"Sorry," Bert smiles and picks up her book, "I just got excited when I saw you," he hands the book over as Mary straightens herself out.

"I should say so. You are taken man, Hebert Alfred, and given our history, I don't believe Glynis would all too happy for you to be doing that…" Mary starts to walk past him, but he catches her wrists.

"Glynis ended our courtship," Bert doesn't miss the happy glint in Mary's eyes which only causes him to smile more.

"I'm sorry to hear that Bert,"

"I'm not because now I can go back to waiting for the most perfect girl in the world,"

"Bert…"

"I can't keep pretending that I want to be with anyone other than you, Mary Poppins. It was painful being with someone else,"

"Bert, I told you a relationship with me isn't in the cards,"

"Well, then I want to start a new game of cards," Bert pulls her back to him, "because I always want you in my hand," Bert presses his forehead against hers, lightly caressing her cheek, both of their eyes falling shut.

"I was about to go read by our tree; would you like to join me?" Her voice barely above a whisper as she leans into his touch.

"I would love nothing better than to listen to you read." Bert smiles and kisses Mary's forehead, taking her hand into his and makes his way to the park with Mary in tow. A band playing in his heart the whole way there.

Meanwhile….

"I told you that they would get back together," Topsy looks over at Arthur, Freddie, and Albert.

"Yea, but you said that they said they were going to be married years ago," Freddie hummed at his cousin.

"Who wants to make bets on when they get married?" All of them look back at Arthur.

"I'll give you a tuppence that they're gonna wait till the Spring." Freddie states.

"I don't give them until the end of the Fall," Topsy says matter of factly.

"I think Fall, too, but I think they'll be married right as summer ends." Arthur smiles down at his wife.

"All of you are wrong, they met in the middle of September," Albert smiles at the two retreating figures, "and Bert is going to propose on that very spot on the very same day, and they'll be married just as the first snowfalls in December."

Uncle Albert was right.

Omg…omg…we're almost there. We already know that Mary is cream of the crop, the tip of the top, and we know that is where he stops. What does that mean?! I guess you guys will just have to wait till the next chapter…and the little surprise I have.

Love,

KMA