Chapter 37: Saying "Goodbye"

Kate's PoV:

We pull up to the front of my house. Butterflies form in my stomach, once the van squeaks to a stop. "Well, this is it…" I breathe out. I'm not sure if I'm ready to leave Marv. I've never felt so complicated with my emotions in my whole life.

"You sure you're gonna be OK?" Marv asks.

"Yeah, I hope so," I reply, still feeling unsure about this. Peter and I have never had to do Counseling before. I look at Marv and say, "Thanks again for everything. Who knows? Maybe this Counseling thing will work, and we won't have to see each other again…"

"Is it bad of me to wish to see you again?"

"Well, if you don't hear from me in the next few months, you'll know it worked out between him and me," There's a ball forming in my throat. It's a ball of fear. I've been so used to sneaking around behind Peter's back the past few months, that it's going to be weird, saying "goodbye" to Marv…

"I'm sure we'll see each other again, even if things do work out. After all, even in the city of Chicago, it's still a small World,"

"Oh, Marv…" I can't contain myself; I throw my arms around him. I think I take him by surprise.

"You know my number, Kate," Marv starts to say, separating himself from me. "If you need anything, just give me a call."

"Oh, Marv…" I feel the tears well up in my eyes. "That's so thoughtful of you, but what about Harry? What would he say?"

"Who cares about Harry?" Marv rolls his eyes. "That guy has anger issues that need taken care of," Marv continues, "But, seriously, if you need anything, give me a ring, and I'll try my best to help," I nod, while I let the tears roll down. "Oh, Kate, don't cry," Marv pulls me close to him. I haven't felt this satisfied with a man in a long time… Am I really making the right choice? Is Counseling really going to work for Peter and I? Marv holds me for a minute or so, but it feels much longer than that. "Alright," Marv separates himself from me. "Now, really, it's time to go, Kate. The longer you hang on, the harder it is to let go." Those words are something I'd say to my kids… Seriously, Marv would make such a great parent!

I nod, wipe my eyes, and reply, "I know. OK. I'll be OK,"

"Are you sure?"

"The thing is, how am I really supposed to let you go, if you're just a phone call away?"

Marv thinks about what I said. As much as I want to call him, he's right—I have to let him go. He finally responds, "Alright. If things don't work out between you and Peter, give me a call,"

"Are you sure?"

"Yes," Marv has a look in his eye, a somewhat hopeful look, that things won't work out with Peter and I. We stare at each other for another moment, and I feel like we could kiss at any moment. There's a connection between Marv and I. I know there is. Maybe, in another life, we're together? "Alright. Go on. Off with you, before the neighbours get suspicious. That especially goes for your husband."

"OK… Alright, I'll go,"

Once more, I nod, before turning away from Marv, to open the van's door. I step out of the vehicle, look at Marv once more, before closing the door, and hurrying up to the door. I don't want to look back, despite how it hurts too much.

If I look back, I know I'm going to want to run back to him. What's this I'm going through, and why do I have such mixed emotions about all of this? I guess that's something a Counselor will help me understand.

I make it up the front steps and wipe my feet on the "Welcome" mat. Before I'm even able to open the door, the doorknob pulls away from me first. I look up, surprised. It's Peter, and he has a disappointed look on his face. I think I know why…

I'm proven right, when he asks, "Kate, who was that?"

Butterflies form even more in my stomach. For the length of time I was in that van with Marv, I didn't think about Peter noticing us, and I feel stupid, for not thinking about it. It should've been the first thing I thought of. Now, I know I have some explaining to do…

To be Continued…

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A/N: Hello again, guys! Thanks again for reading! My apologies for the long wait, for a weak chapter, but, considering how this isn't one of my stronger stories, this is the best I can do… I hate to say it, but, even though I still love Home Alone, I do feel as though I've lost my touch with writing FanFiction for it. Therefore, once I'm done with Memories, I'll be finished with writing Home Alone FanFiction. I do feel something else has sparked my interest (I might've mentioned it in an Author's Note before, I can't remember (and I can't be bothered looking)), but unfortunately, I won't be writing FanFics for that interest, either (considering how much fandom it has, it'd be redundant). Don't worry, this isn't the last you're hearing from me, especially since I'm currently writing a Mario FanFic! The main reason why I was slow with this update, is because I was reading that interest I was talking about (I'll let you guess at what it is ;)). I was going to save this Author's Note for when I finished this story, but I thought I'd say something now, just to get it done and over with… Anyway, I hope this chapter is OK. Don't worry, I do have a plan for what I want to do with Kate and Marv's PoV (by the way, I believe this is the first time in a Marv and Kate PoV that I wrote in Kate's PoV (unintentionally)). I'll see you guys soon! Take care now. :)

- Majora's Mask Freak184