A/N: Sorry I kept you all in suspense for so long, I was out of town. Anyway, I'll try to make this one long to satisfy you for a while (I'm going to camp for ten days tomorrow)
But anyway, without further ado, here's chapter four!
Lyra thrust herself towards Will, hugging him, as Pan embraced Kirjava. Will smiled widely, but shifted a bit, he hadn't ever seen Lyra this emotional. Drawing back, Lyra gazed at will happily. He was alive! She had been so afraid that he had died when he didn't go to the Botanical Garden. But remembering this, Lyra felt upset.
"How could you? Where were you?" She cried, tears stinging her eyes. All of this was happening too fast, she didn't know if she could handle it.
"What?" Will asked, taken aback. Then realizing she was talking about Midsummer's Eve, he said, "I forgot, I mean with finding the window and all…"
"How could you forget?"
"Let me explain! Can I come in?" This wasn't going as well as Will intended.
"I suppose," Lyra said, stepping aside as Will stepped into the flat. He was in a little Kitchen and Living room. He noticed a desk in a corner with the farmiliar alethiomometer sitting on it. Glancing back to his beloved Lyra, he looked her over carefully. She was wearing a light khaki dress, sleeveless, and her hair was swept up into a loose ponytail. Her face had certainly aged, and he noticed that her eyes had circles around them. But her eyes still had that firey tint to it.
"Well?" Lyra asked quietly, uncertain on what to do. Will suddenly felt shy.
"Well…"
"How did you get here?" Lyra ventured, realizing that since the knife was broken he could not get to another world- could he? Will was thinking, deciding where to begin.
"I was in an archeologist dig in Greece…" Will said, and wove his story, not able to look away from the gaze he knew so well.
"Mom?" A quiet voice interrupted a few minutes later. Lyra snapped out of her trance on Will and turned to the corner, where she saw Serafina and Will (A/n: Her son, remember?) sitting side bey side in an armchair, eyes wide and looking at the man in her house that her mother was so mesmerized by. Lyra, blushing because she had forgotten about her own children's presence, turned to Will.
"Will," Lyra said, "These are my children, Will and Serafina. Kids, do you remember me telling you about Will?" She asked.
Will sank down on the couch. He couldn't believe it. Lyra had a family. She must be married. Of course, he knew that they had agreed to go on with their lives after they left fifteen years ago, but he couldn't quite believe it.
"Oh." He said, calculating that Lyra must have married only five years after they left eachother, to have children this age. He suddenly felt at a loss for words. Pan noticed Kirjava's sudden unhappiness, and cued Lyra in.
"Oh, no, Will, it's not like that," Lyra said quietly, soothingly. "I'm not married, I adopted these kids. But, are you married?" Will, relieved, shook his head firmly.
"How could I when I compared every girl with you?" Will said tenderly, stroking Kirjava's ears. Lyra smiled, but came back to reality.
"Oh, Will, you must be tired. Are you hungry?" Lyra said, standing up and beginning to Bustle around. "Here, let me take your coat." Will let her, and stood up.
"Do you have to go to work? Do you have a job?" Will asked, eyeing the kids. "Do they have to go to school?"
"I can skip work today, for this. But kids, time for school." Lyra said, making some coffee.
"Aw, mom! Can't we stay? We wanna talk to Will! After all, you've told us about him for years!" Will said, looking from on adult to the other. "Please?" Lyra sighed, but shook her head.
"You can talk to will after school, dear." Lyra said, and frowning, Will led Serafina out into the hall and began their walk to school.
When they were gone, Lyra took two mugs of coffee, and handing one to Will, flopped down next to him on the couch.
"I can't believe this," Lyra admitted, "I always dreamed of meeting you again, but I knew it could never happen,"
"Me too," Will said, "But here we are. Now, tell me, how's your life been? I mean, what have you been doing for the last fifteen years?" Taking a deep breath, Lyra began to tell her story, and soon, the two adults were talking like they were young again.
A/N: Well, how was it? I'll post the next chapter in about twelve days, so until then, tell me how this is going! REVIEW!! Thanx!