A/N: Shorter chapter here guys, wanted to leave with another teaser. Also, since so many of you (2 people) attempted to guess where I got that reference from in the previous one. No one wins since they weren't right. High fives all around.

Link considered the circumstances he was in. They weren't bad... and if the mood was a little different he wondered how differently things would turn out. After all, they were both half naked, Zelda was on top of him, and dangerously close...

What's a guy supposed to think?

However...

"But before you go. I have a parting gift."

As Link started to inevitably struggle from drowning, the woman straddled him.

She then began grinding her hips into him, and Link was forced to hear her moans of pleasure throughout the whole ordeal. As he blacked out, she cried out her release, vibrating uncontrollably against him when he eventually succumbed to drowning.

He sighed as he came back to his senses.

Can I even tell her what happened? What would the consequences be if I told her?

His mind flashed back to when he tried to tell her about his return by death ability.

Can I...

"I'm not going anywhere until you tell me, Link," said Zelda adamantly.

"What do you want me to say?"

"Whatever it is that's bothering you. I can sense that something's wrong, and that you're keeping it to yourself."

She was able to sense that something was off? I feel like this happened before... Regardless of whether or not that's the case, it doesn't look like she's going to let up, but it isn't something I want to share with her. However, what's the point in having a partner if I can't confide in them?

Scratching the back of his head, he took a sip of the tea before saying, "It's going to be uncomfortable explaining this to you. Are you sure you want to hear it?"

Why does he feel the need to warn me?

Zelda was nervous, even a little freaked out. Considering who it was telling her to brace herself, she could only imagine what kind of horrors he was keeping locked up inside. If she was being honest, it caused her to become hesitant. Though, only a little.

No matter how difficult it is to hear, I have to remain strong and support him. He's only willing to tell me, because he trusts me enough to not run away when he shows me what's been eating away at him. Remain strong, Zelda. You can do this!

She nodded, "Tell me."

And Link did just that. As much as he could remember of that dream, or whatever it was. He told her everything. Which came to the surprise of both him and her, for very different reasons.

Zelda wasn't going to lie, she was freaked out. Internally screaming at what he told her.

Yet her expression remained cool.

How could anyone be so nonchalant about something like this? Link... what's happening to you? It is not okay to be okay about this.

"That was... sorry... I don't really know what to say. I have a lot of questions," she admitted.

Link sighed again, "You're not the only one. I'm having trouble understanding it myself."

Zelda suddenly placed his head on her chest. Then began combing his hair with one hand, while rubbing the small of his back with the other.

"What are you doing?"

"For me, sometimes I just need someone to embrace me when times are tough. When words aren't enough. You know?"

He didn't know.

"Was this something we did back then?"

"Sort of."

"Sort of?"

She hummed, thinking of how to phrase it, "Well, it was never like this. I guess is one way to put it."

"I don't follow."

"You were there for me in many ways. Whether it was listening to me vent, spending time with me, going out of your way to cook for me, make me a cup of tea, even sometimes sleeping with me. There were many things, Link. Not just one. Sometimes you didn't say anything, but you did more than words ever could."

"I see..."

She pressed into him, "So, this is my way of doing that. I really don't know what to say. Honestly, I don't know if I could ever give you an answer that would be of any help. But, I thought that this would help."

"I see..."

"Is it helping?"

"Sitting like this is a little uncomfortable."

Zelda smirked and moved off him onto her back. She extended her hands towards him, happily accepting him back into her embrace.

"Better?"

He nodded, "Better."

There was something about using Zelda's chest as a pillow that seemed oddly... satisfying. The way her fingers felt as they threaded through his hair. The way she was lightly massaging his back and shoulders with her other hand. The way her scent; Silent Princesses and Wildberries, overwhelmed him. The way she cooed sweet, nonsensical things into his ear.

He could get used to this.

Before he realized it, his eyelids became heavy. It seemed that wallowing in Zelda was all it took to make all of his troubles go away... Maybe he wouldn't go that far, but he couldn't deny the fact that he was feeling better. And that was all thanks to Zelda.

In a drowsy voice he mumbled, "Thanks."

She giggled, "Of course, love. Now get some rest, I'm not going anywhere."

He smirked.

I could get used to this.

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Link was surprised to find out that he fell asleep, and fell asleep so peacefully at that. It was just earlier that day where he fell into that dream at the swamp.

Yet, here we are.

He looked up at Zelda.

Still sleeping.

Lifting himself off her, he stretched, checked the time, and came up with a plan for supper.

After pouring himself a new cup of coffee, he got to work.

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Zelda was awoken by a tantalizing smell.

Rubbing the fatigue away from her eyes, she scanned the room to find the source of said smell.

He must've gotten up first. I was hoping to watch him sleep for a bit.

After stretching and half-heartedly trying to stifle a yawn, she came up behind Link.

"Good morning," she whispered into his ear before throwing her arms over his shoulders.

"It's evening," he replied flatly.

She nipped at his ear in reprimand, "You sleep well?"

"I did. I feel much better thanks to you."

It was true. That scene at the swamp almost felt like a distant memory now. He couldn't explain how his mind went from one end of the spectrum to the other so quickly, he assumed that Zelda played a key factor in it, but at this point, anything was possible within the realm of possibilities.

She smiled, "I'm glad."

Though, on the inside, Zelda was deeply concerned. What was it that drew him to that dream? Why could he vividly recall every detail? Typically, people don't remember dreams very well, same can be said for nightmares. Yet in his case, everything was... graphic. Who was that woman, and why did he seem like he knew her from somewhere? And... why did it feel like he was hiding something from her still?

Whatever it was, it doesn't seem like a one time thing. I know it's a long shot, but...

She silently prayed to the goddess for his wellbeing. She didn't know if it would ever come to fruition, but she hoped that her counterpart felt the same way she did.

"What are we having?" she asked.

"Something simple," he said as he shuffled the frying pan.

"Like?"

"Something... simple..."

She smacked his arm, "Link!"

He raised his hands in defence, "Alright, alright. Just some cucco breasts dipped in a sauce I made to go with some rice."

"I've never seen you make this type of sauce though. What is it?"

He wagged his finger at her, "Trade secret."

Zelda bit her cheek, and gave him a disapproving look for good measure. Though, it was only after the fact that she realized that was the reaction he was looking for.

After 20 minutes of impatiently being patient, Link handed her, her plate.

"Thank you for the meal!" she said eagerly before desperately digging in.

He went to grab his own plate, "It's still pretty hot, make sure you don't-"

"Seconds please."

...

...

Link looked at her, then towards the table, then back at her.

"Why are you staring at me like that?"

He took a step back in disbelief.

"What do you mean, 'why?'"

"I haven't eaten today, so I guess I was a little hungrier than expected," she shrugged.

A little?

He patted her stomach, "You okay down there?"

She gasped, "How rude!"

"I'm joking... anyways here," he gave her a second helping.

Grinning from ear to ear, she once again thanked him for the food before eating it in a not so graceful manner.

Is that how it feels?

Once they tidied up the dishes, Link decided to do those rehabilitation exercises again, while Zelda contented herself to watching him do so.

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He checked the time after he finished.

"It's after 10. Nothing will be open at this hour."

"Were you looking to do some shopping?"

"Yeah, we're running low on a few ingredients. Guess it'll just have to wait until tomorrow."

"I'm not tired, and we have all night. What should we do?"

The real question was, what was there to do? Link was still nowhere near in good enough health to go venturing out anywhere. Places were closed...

There wasn't a lot to do around Hateno, now that he actually thought about it. But, that was why he liked it here. On his journey, he was always on the move, always in the middle of something. So, when he would come home, he relished in the fact that he didn't have anything to do.

"Well... there isn't really anything I can think of," he admitted.

"I see... In that case, I'm going to take a bath."

She started towards the bathhouse. But not before stretching in front of Link, deliberately teasing him with how the already too small tunic was riding up her hips. Only the small piece of fabric she was wearing underneath keeping him from seeing everything.

And she wasn't done there.

Once she finished her mild stretch, she continued on towards the bathhouse, and the way she was swinging her hips almost seemed ostentatious.

Link could only watch, stunned. This was the second time in one day where she left him completely stupefied. Was this even the same Zelda? Why did she seem so... different all of a sudden?

Before rounding the corner she stopped, leaned against the wall, and gave him a seductive look.

"You know... you could join me..."

He swallowed the lump that he didn't know built up in his throat. She was asking him to join her? Seriously?

The way she sauntered off afterwards said that she was.

Link didn't say anything, nor did he immediately follow after her.

Do I follow?

Why was she asking him to follow? Didn't she realize what she was implying? Did she actually want to do those kinds of things with him?

There were many questions, but ultimately only two options.

Follow or don't...

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Zelda's heart couldn't stop pounding as she waited for the tub to fill. She had just finished boldly asking Link to join her, and now, she was playing the waiting game. A game she never enjoyed playing.

Maybe I was too forward. It's been a few minutes, why hasn't he shown up yet? Does he think less of me now?

She undressed and stepped into the tub.

No, Link wouldn't think less of me. Even if he decides not to come, then it just means that we aren't ready for this stage yet. The door wouldn't be closed permanently.

She fiddled with the bubbles in the water.

I want to take things to the next level, and now he knows. We broke the ice when we admitted our pent up feelings for each other, now is the perfect time to take things to the next step.

Her cheeks flushed a deep shade of crimson before she buried her face into her hands.

At least in theory! That was so embarrassing! I can't believe I acted like that in front of him.

However, she knew that if she ever wanted to get anywhere with him, then she'd have to step out of her comfort zone at some point. She figured that her sudden boost of confidence came from the fact that she no longer feared whether or not her feelings would be returned. She knew that they loved each other, it was now only a matter of when they should take that next step together.

Was it too early to start thinking about these kind of things? She didn't think so. They loved each other for a long time; even if took some time for Link to rekindle those feelings, and it was long overdue that something be done about it where she was concerned. Zelda was ready to offer him everything, she had been for a long time. The question was whether or not he was ready to accept it. She would understand if he wasn't, since his feelings of love weren't the same from 100 years ago. This was all technically new to him.

Still, she had waited a over a century for him. And as difficult as it would be, she would continue to wait a little longer if that meant being able to take that next step with him.

She left Link with a silent question, and it was one that she eagerly awaited the answer for.

Would he come?

Or wouldn't he?

Seconds turned into minutes, minutes turned into more minutes. And there was still no sign of Link.

She sighed into the water.

I guess I found my answer.

A/N: So those following me on Tumblr. I guess things are going on with that site now. I may start posting the updates on my Twitter, but if you want to follow that one just message me on Tumblr.

Anyways have a good one guys.