Part Two

Author note: Another chapter much quicker than I anticipated but my brain wouldn't stop giving me possible ideas for these two. Please let me know what you think of these first two chapters so far and any ideas or tips you may have for me moving forward. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Venom, Eddie Brock or any of the characters within the franchise. I own the original characters and the plot that are not directly tied to the movie.

EDIT: I have been going the first chapter a bit throughout the day and tweaking bits here and there. Mostly spacing and some wording. Nothing drastic like any plot change or anything.

It was on one of their rare nightly outings on a Tuesday, Emma found out what Eddie meant months ago when he referred to himself as "we." The two had stopped at one of the ice cream shops not too far from Battery East Vista where they would sit at their usual bench talking about whatever came to mind. It may have been the beginning of November but it was still warm enough to enjoy the cold treat.

"Your fiancée, what happened with her after the Life Foundation incident?" Emma questioned. She wasn't sure if the topic of Anne, Eddie's ex, was really a good choice of topic but she was curious and had been wondering about her ever since Eddie told her about it.

Eddie not even hesitating while eating his double chocolate ice cream cone covered in chocolate sprinkles, "Anne's better now. She's a district attorney now and engaged to a really great guy, Dan." He had a soft look on his face as he spoke of her.

"Sounds like you two patched things up." Emma stated. She could tell just by the look on Eddie's face he still cared for Anne and had a special place for her in his heart. "We did. 6 months after losing everything I showed up on her doorstep, which was our old place, thinking I was going to win her back. That was until I saw Dan get out of the car with her. I couldn't even hate the guy. Despite knowing who I was and what I had done to Anne, he was so kind to me." Eddie paused. "I knew I had lost her completely then and it took me a little bit to accept that and move on. Now I'm happy for her and she deserves the happiness and love Dan gives her which I wasn't able to."

She didn't know why she asked the question or why she needed to know. The past couldn't be changed and it never helped dwelling on the "what ifs" but she asked anyway.

"Do you think you guys would still be together today had you not had that interview with Carlton Drake?" She was almost afraid of Eddie's answer but she didn't know why. Not really.

"I wondered that question everyday after she left me and I don't think I'll ever truly know the answer. We were in love and probably would have gotten married like we were supposed to. But, in a strange way I think what happened was supposed to happen, ya know?" Emma nodded understanding Eddie completely.

Eddie continued, "I think somewhere down the line something like this could have happened whether I took that interview with Drake or not." The sun had set and the area grew quiet as people ventured home or any other location to continue their night.

Eddie took Emma's hand and rubbed his thumb over hers. "I know we haven't really touched on what this is between us but." He paused. "I really like you and enjoy your company. You don't know how happy I am today that you bumped into me and knocked my coffee all of myself." Eddie laughed as he could tell that moment was still a sore spot for Emma even as she found herself laughing with him.

Finishing off her vanilla milkshake, Emma replied with a small smile, "I like you too, Eddie." She truly did. Off in her own thoughts for a minute, Emma missed the flash of Eddie's eyes that could have easily been blamed on the poor lighting of where they were sitting but was actually something more.

She was soon to be 29 and found any feelings she thought she had for potential partners before didn't hold a flame to how she was feeling about Eddie.

Every time she was around him she felt lighter. He made her laugh, a lot. Even if it was at her own expense sometimes. She could tell he had a good heart just by how caring he was to the homeless people throughout the city. Whenever they met up at their coffee shop, he always beat her there and had her favorites waiting for her. The little things he did for her are what made her heart almost jump out of her throat sometimes.

She could almost go as far as saying she was falling in love with the guy. But, she wouldn't get ahead of herself just yet. It's still only been 3 months.

"We should probably head back now before it gets too late. Wouldn't want Raya killing me for having you out past curfew." Eddie giggled. "You're such a dumbass, Eddie." Emma rolled her eyes as she laughed at him. "You love it," he quipped.

She really did.

"So I was thinking," Emma started nervously. Eddie squeezed her hand in reassurance. "What's up?" Emma bit her lip unsure if she was maybe moving too fast with what she was about to propose to him. Still feeling like this was all new territory for her never getting this far into a relationship to even make plans like this, she asked anyway. "Do you think maybe, well, Thanksgiving is coming up in a few weeks and I just thought." Emma paused and mentally screamed at herself to get a grip on yourself. "Would you want to spend it with me?"

Looking up to Eddie's face and noticing him smiling at her, she couldn't help but blush. "I wouldn't want to spend it with anyone else." Eddie continued smiling as they made their way to Emma's apartment.

Feeling relief Emma started rambling on plans for the holiday. It was decided the dinner would be at Emma's apartment so Raya could join them, of course. Emma was almost shaking with excitement that things were going so well and knew this was going to be a big step in their relationship.

As if the universe hadn't laughed at her enough throughout her life, things took a drastic turn on what would've been an amazing night for Emma.

One minute they were talking about the desserts they would have for this thanksgiving dinner, Eddie was very adamant about all the chocolate. Emma couldn't argue with him on that one not being a fan of the more traditional thanksgiving desserts such as pie. The next minute a man holding a gun decided he wanted Emma's purse and whatever else he thought he could take.

Emma, scared pretty much shitless, was prepared to give the man whatever he wanted just so he would leave them alone. What she wasn't prepared for was to experience fear like she never felt before to the point of passing out.