Diana's mind was racing as fast as her heart. She couldn't believe what had just happened. Or what she at least thought had happened. Her mind was telling her something. It was showing her what might've been if she hadn't gone into the barn last weekend. The life she could've led in what Diaan would think would be in happiness. But when the images flashed before her eyes, she couldn't even manage a smile.

"Diana?" Anne called as she and Gilbert came to her side. "Diana, are you alright?"

"Remember that day I told you about Fred's mother in Carmody?" Diana dismissed the question entirely. "About how he would live back in the farm, and I would be disappointed. Do remember what you said to me?"

"Well, I..." Anne searched Diana's face for reason. "I said if you cared about Fred, it wouldn't matter. Why are you asking me this?"

"Because I need you to tell it to me again," Diana said suddenly. "But not about Fred." There was a small silence between the group. Gilbert and Anne exchanged worried looks. Diana had told Anne about what had happened between her and Jerry, but not exactly everything about what was said between them.

Anne suddenly placed her hands on Diana's shoulders. The bosom friends stared at each other with sincere eyes. "If you love Jerry, it won't matter where you are. If you love him, I know your life will be filled with happiness."

Diana didn't say anything, just let the words sink in. She was speechless. She never would've thought it to be love. The words have never escaped her lips or even crossed her mind until now. How was she to know if they were to be true?

"Do you love him, Diana?" Anne asked suddenly.

"Yes," Diana said without a second thought. That was when everything seemed to become clear.

Diana loved Jerry.

They were now running down the train platform. The sun was setting, and the final train would be boarding by now. Diana hadn't brought any luggage. There wasn't any time to retrieve it. She held the hems of her dress in one hand, and her purse in the other. Gilbert and Anne were just behind her. Diana quickened her run when the passengers begging to file into the cars.

Diana rushed into the office to buy a ticket. But once she got inside, the last ticket had already been sold. "No," Diana shook her head as she pleaded. "You don't understand, I have to get on that train."

"I'm sorry," the clerk said as he shuffled around some papers. "There are no more tickets, and the train won't be back until tomorrow morning." He then pulled down the shade from the booth, leaving Diana shocked.

She slowly turned around to see Anne and Gilbert looking at her with saddened faces. "Oh, Diana," Anne said with wet eyes. "I'm so sorry. We'll just have to wait till morning." Diana's eyes pricked with tears as she stepped out to the platform. The train was sealed and was starting to pull away. Diana could hear a strong melody in her head slowly fading away. Her insides were hollowing, her heart slowing, and her mind just felt empty.

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Song Suggestion: You Can Ride in the Back ( Ari Posner & Amin Bhatia)

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She then shook her head. "I'm not going to lose myself again, or him, or even this train." Without much other thought, Diana picked up her skirts and began to run down the platform. Anne and Gilbert called after her, but Diana kept moving forward. Her eyes were set on the back of the car. She only glanced once down at the train's tracks before taking in a deep breath.

Was she really going to do this?

Diana took one faithful leap and caught the railing to pull herself up onto the small little staircase outside of the train. She steadied and secured herself into a place where she couldn't be seen outside of the door. As the train took higher speeds, Diana looked out to Anne and Gilbert, who were still on the platform. They waved to her as she moved down the tracks to Avonlea.

Once the train's platform was out of sight, Diana looked out to the falling sun. The light dancing across the waves of white snow. Diana was really doing this. She was on her way home. On her way to see Jerry. She was going to tell him the truth she had been hiding from herself. She tightened her grip onto the rail as she slid down and sat, hoping to catch her breath before arrival.

When the train began to slow, Diana stood back up. She leaned out to gaze at the familiar surroundings of the outside of Carmody. Before the train could pull up to the station Diana took another leap. When she hit the ground, she rolled in the snow. Standing up, she brushed herself off quickly before running to the stables. She would have to buy one to get home.

Now, Diana was racing across the starry winter's night. She knew the way by heart, but it was much harder to see in the moonlight. The black steed under her raced as much as it would allow itself. Diana was lucky enough to get a younger horse, even if she paid more than was necessary. It galloped through the White Way of Delight, and Diana could feel her breath quickening again.

As she turned onto the Cuthbert's road, Diana stopped the horse. It would take longer to take the road. She turned the reins and guided the horse down the wooden trails in the trees. Her mind was only set on the destination, rather than where she was now. The trees' low branches snagged at her hair, making it fall from the pin's hold. Diana moved the horse faster.

She could see the light of Green Gabels through the bare trees. Diana gasped as her heart skipped a beat. A small grin was forming on her lips as she stretched out to see the light of the barn. She would be there within the minute. Then suddenly a sturdy branch hit her straight in the chest. She flew back, the heavy snow catching her fall.

When she opened her eyes again, Diana could see the stars and the bright moon above her. Feeling the cool, wet snow beneath her, Diana darted upright, searching for where her horse had gone. The horse had continued running down the path. Diana groaned before she stood up, smoothed her dress, and ran her fingers through her long raven hair.

Picking up her skirts once again, Diana walked down the trail and into the meadow outside of Green Gables. She could hear the distant callings of her lost horse. She searched for its silhouette, but it was nowhere to be found. Diana groaned again as she made her way across the small field. She when through the gates before running up the steps to the door of Green Gables.

She pounded loudly, hoping that Jerry would answer the door. Marilla was suddenly there. "Good heavens, Diana! Aren't you supposed to be at the winter ball? Have you fallen in the snow?"

Diana dismissed all of Marilla's questions immediately. "Where's Jerry?" she asked in a more hostile voice than she intended. She just then noticed Matthew in the kitchen, sitting at the table gazing at her with curiosity.

"He's in the barn," Marilla answered quickly. "There was a stray horse. My, did you fall from the saddle?"

Diana turned away from her quickly and ran down the lane to the barn. She didn't even bother to hold up her skirt anymore. Once at the door, she rested a hand on the handle and stopped. This was it. Here and now. Diana's heart pounded loudly against her ribs. She took a deep breath. "Only you can decide to live a life with no regrets," she whispered before throwing the doors open.

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Song Suggestion: It's All Broken (Ari Posner & Amin Bhatia)

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Jerry jumped up from the stables as soon as he heard the doors open. Even in the dim lantern light, Diana could see he was dressed in his barn clothes, like in her dream. This was the sight that brought a smile to her lips, and tears into her eyes. "Diana?" Jerry called in a shocked voice as he came into full view. "What are you doing here? Are you alright?"

Diana suddenly ran to him, throwing her arms around his neck. He tensed before giving in to her sudden embrace. His hands pressing tightly against her back. Diana let her tears fall and exhaled in a shuddering breath against his shoulder. "I don't want you to change for me," Diana said against his shirt. Jerry then pulled away, showing her his concern and confusion.

He let go of her and asked, "What?"

"I don't want you to change," Diana shook her head. "I don't need you to be a sophisticated and studious man. I want you for who you are, Jerry."

Jerry's face suddenly softened. He gave her a small smile. "Does this mean I'm finally good enough for you?"

Diana slowly stepped forward and took his face in her hands. His brown eyes stared into hers intensely. She brushed her thumb over his cheek as she whispered, "It means that I love you."

Jerry looked shocked at first, but then his face relaxed, his mouth curved into a small grin. He gently cupped Diana's cheek with one hand and pulled her to him with the other. The shock of his touch made Diana's cheeks turn red as they leaned in for a kiss. The kiss was soft and tender, nothing like Diana had ever experienced before. Not driven by fear or passion, but pure love.

When their lips pulled away, Diana looked up into Jerry's eyes. The lantern light flickered and danced in his brown irises. That was when he had whispered, "Je t'aime, Diana."

Her smile widened as she pressed her head against his chest, listening to his soft heartbeat.

Suddenly all of the tears, sleepless nights, and the lingering emptiness suddenly meant nothing to Diana. All of the conflicts and confusion faded away. Emotions were suddenly clear. After all of this time, her downfalls had meant nothing because here was where she felt whole. Here was where she felt loved. Here, in Jerry's arms, was where Diana was happy.

"The only thing you can be certain about is your own happiness."