Disclaimer: I'm tired so there's nothing creative in this one. I don't own TP's characters. I'm just borrowing them so I can write my own story about them cause I love them so much^_^

NOTE: I was thinking of skipping part 13 and putting it as part 14 because Atlantis is a very superstitious person and she didn't want to be cursed and sink into the ocean, but she thought against and said, what the hell! That was a little pointless cheesy note for ya. ^_^

Meanwhile...

"Ow."

"Sorry, my lady."

"That's all right. Ow!"

"Well, if my lady will excuse me, but if you would stop squirming, I would not be poking you with these pins."

Lysse sighed and tried to stop moving, but ever since she had been able to get out of bed, she had felt agitated and fidgety. It also didn't help that her wedding to Joren of Stonemountain was in two days and her wedding dress still wasn't finished.

"Are we almost done? I'm actually getting kind of tired; I need to go lie down."

"Oh, I'm so sorry, my lady." The tailor said gathering up her things. "I'm actually done. Now all I need to do is sew the changes. This will be a beautiful wedding dress, I'm positive, my lady."

"Thank-you very much." Lysse watched as the tailor left and then went to the bed and fell into it. Still not completely over the illness, she was still tired all the time and got stomachaches occasionally, this was one of those times. She fell asleep quickly with dreams of Roald and the life they could have had.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Neal took a u-turn from his room and instead made his way to the library. No one would be in there at this time of day and he just didn't feel like going back to his room. When he reached the library, he was surprised to hear sniffling coming from it. Instead of turning around, his curiosity took over and opened the door, revealing Anji sitting there on one of the couches slumped over. Hearing the door open, she looked up, caught in surprise.

"Oh, hello Neal." She said as she wiped her red eyes. She forced a fake smile and made room for him on the couch.

"Hello, what's the matter? Care to tell me?"

Anji sat quietly for a moment deciding whether to tell Neal or not. "Well, Cleon talked to me today and he said some stuff that made me mad, I set his pants on fire and then I ran a way."

"What did you two talk about?"

"Well, he just wanted to tell me that he didn't want to lead me on or make me think that we would ever have anything." Anji snorted. "I don't think that's the real reason though. There's something else."

"Yeah, I know what you're talking about. Well, us sad, lonely people can sit here together."

Anji looked surprised. "What happened to you?"

"I gave up something that was precious to me today and gave her to someone else who wanted her more."

"Kel?"

It was Neal's turn to look surprised. "H-how did you know?"

Anji gave sad smile. "Because I think that's the reason Cleon broke everything off with me. I just put the two and two together. May I ask why though? I've seen the way you look at her."

"Well, it started when I was sick with that illness. I had a dream, or at least think it was dream. It was all just too real. Even though I wasn't responding to everything, I could still hear voices around me. I always knew what was going on when people were in my room, I just couldn't move or even say anything to tell them I could hear. Now when I remember back to those times, I have trouble telling it apart from dreams or reality. I do remember this one-day when I heard the voices of Cleon and Kel in my room. I heard what they were saying to each other and I could just tell, I can't really describe why, but I just knew something was there. I've know Cleon has liked Kel for a while. It was hard not to notice, but this one time...I knew he liked her more than I thought. I could also tell that she liked him back. I mean, it was just the way she talked to him, she had never spoken to me like that..." Neal trailed off.

"I know how you feel."

"Thank-you for listening." Neal looked over at Anji, who smiled for the first time that day.

"You're welcome."

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"What are we going to do Cleon? When are we going to be let out? Who did this?!"

"Well to answer your first question, I can think of many things." He said slyly.

Kel looked at Cleon appalled and scooted back away from him. "Men." She muttered to herself.

Kel?" Cleon asked.

"What?"

"You never really said how you felt about me."

Kel decided not to look at Cleon and chose to look at a captivating spot on the floor. Cleon heard her mutter something.

"What did you say?"

"I said I guess I like you. I've already told you, Cleon, I'm confused. We've know each other for a while and I've gotten to like you too. I've been thinking and Neal has just seemed to be some sort of replacement for someone. I decided to turn to Neal because I liked him, but when he actually began courting me, I realized that I liked him better as a friend. It was just too weird, but to answer your question, yes I do like you Cleon. More than a friend. I don't know when this came up, maybe it's just always been there, holed up in the deep recesses of my mind. To be locked away forever in self-pity-"

"All right, all right. I get the point." Cleon said. He tentively put his arm around Kel and pulled her closer to him, there faces inches apart. "You know, I love you don't you?" He whispered.

"Yes, but I don't know if I'll be able to love you Cleon."

"Don't worry about that. Let's just deal with the feelings we have here and now." With that Cleon kissed Kel with the passion he had been keeping the past four years and Kel kissed back, meeting that passion. They both sat on the floor becoming oblivious to the world around them. Both only knowing the moment right there and then.

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"Thom, I don't know if I can do that."

"Look, that's the plan. I'm not coming up with another one."

"Yeah, but I don't know if I can pull it off. There will be men-at-arms there Thom, I could get killed."

Thom of Pirates Swoop looked at Roald in exasperation. "That's the point! It's exciting. No telling what will happen. Besides, I read it in a book once. It worked for him, why can't it work you?"

"Because I'm real?!"

Thom blew the last comment off with a flick of his hand. "That doesn't matter. Now, don't fight with me. You're doing it. I came here to tell you my fabulous, damn, good idea and your not backing out of it. Believe me it will work."

Roald sighed and sat back in his chair. "All right, but you have to get what I need."

"Thom smiled, pointing to the bag. "All ready got it."

Woohoo!! Writer's block is gone! Well...almost. Yes, I know that you are thinking, what an easy way to get out of it. This part did not come out completely as good as I planned, but what do you expect from someone who just got over writer's block? It's as good as its going to get. I can't wait till the next part. The Wedding!!^_^ Yea! That might be that last part also. Don't know. I just want to finish this story and fast. That doesn't mean the story will become crappy, that just means faster parts out! Hopefully I finish it on Sunday*looks at clock* Huh, it is Sunday, well, then I'll finish it when I get up. It's REALLY late. Ja ne!