Eli: Hi! Time to write the story. I promised everyone a long chapter, so
now I must keep my word. Enjoy
Blake stood before his grandfather. Irons put his hand on the boy's shoulder.
"I'm willing to bet that has never happened."
"Never." Blake's voice was robotic like.
"See. With out that girl, you are truly invincible! Why, you have even bettered Ian. Stay with me, Blake. We would be the most powerful duo on this earth. What do you say?"
Blake was speechless. He had never felt such power. He never knew he could send out energy. It had felt great. He had so much at his disposal. He didn't want to share it.
"No." Irons pushed him back.
"Reconsider. We would be almighty! Do it, or forever be alone." Blake just kept staring at Irons with a blank expression on his face.
"Oblige me, Coward!" That sent Blake off. He punched Irons with an incredible amount of force. Irons flew into a back wall. He picked himself up and laughed at him.
"Is that all you have? Pity, I would think he with so much power would have a lot more strength. You don't deserve your weapon." Blake attacked him again. Irons continued to mock him He had purpose. He knew eventually Blake would realize that he was eating off of hate. That it was all he could feel. 'Yes, boy.' He thought to himself. 'Feel that hate. Learn that is it all you know. Let it consume you. Soon, not even your precious girlfriend will be able to get through to you.'
"Child, are you even trying?" Blake delivered a kick to his stomach. This time, he didn't stop there. He continued to beat Irons. He wasn't stopping. He didn't want to. This was the only way to feel. He didn't want to lose it. He wasn't going to. He stopped.
"Get to your feet, Irons!" Irons refused. Blake grabbed him by the neck and forced him up. "Is this what you wanted?" He upper cutted his chin. "Huh? I didn't hear you. Say it again." He round housed his side. Irons flew back into the wall. Blake followed him and continued on with his punishment.
-Sara and Eli-
They reached the mansion in record time. Eli had no patience to play mind games with the guards. She sent negative waves at all of them and walked on pass them. They were all on the ground in mental anguish. Sara ignored the startling discovery of what Eli could cause and entered the mansion.
"Where are they?"
"The library." They continued their quick pace.
"Are they alright?"
"No. Ian has blacked out and..I can't feel Blake. I feel nothing of him. Something is very wrong."
-Blake and Irons-
Blake screamed at him.
"I hate you. You have done this to me! You have put me to this all! I want you to die!"
"You couldn't if you wanted to, coward!" Blake picked Irons up by the throat.
"Oh, couldn't I?"
"Get on with it, Blake! You know you want to. You know nothing would please you more than my crushed neck in your hands!"
"Not painful enough." Blake grabbed Irons wrist, twisted it, and pulled it back. Snap! Broken. He laughed as Irons let out a scream of pain. He did the same to Irons other arm.
"Are you in a lot of pain? Funny, I feel no remorse."
"What do you feel, monster?!" Blake slapped him.
"I am not a monster!"
"But you would slay an innocent?"
"No, but luckily, you're not an innocent." Blake kicked his knee, shattering the bone. Irons let out another scream of pain.
"You demon!"
"I am not a demon!" He then broke Irons other knee.
"Coward!"
"Not I!" The only thing supporting Irons was Blake's hand on his throat. Irons couldn't take any more. It was time for the final act.
"Kill me, boy! You know you want to. I have killed sleeping babes in their beds. I have torn whole families apart. You're right, I am a monster!" Blake stared at the man he called grandfather. Irons could tell he was reconsidering ending his life.
"Do it, boy! End the torment, the torture. Feed your emotions. These emotions are the only things you have left!" Blake began to nod his head.
"Yes! Do it now, boy! Do it!" Blake lifted him a little higher and....
"No!" The scream came from the other side of the room. Eli had entered with Sara. Sara was wide eyed at her surroundings. Blood was everywhere. Men were lying all over. She spotted Ian against the wall out cold.
Eli began to walk towards Blake. She instantly was horrified. He was far from her reach. She began to search for him through all the darkness. "Don't do this, Blake. He wants you to."
"Don't listen to her. She doesn't understand. Do it, boy! It is the only way!"
"No! I do understand. I've always understood. You know that."
"She's lying! Ignore her and continue!"
"Don't give into the hate, Blake. If you do, you'll become just like him, heartless and cruel. Don't you see?! He wants you to kill him, to make you like him! Don't!" Blake's eyes met Eli's. She was crying. She reached out and touched his shoulder. "It's not worth it. Please, Blake?"
She was getting to him. He slowly lowered Irons to the ground. She nodded her head.
"This is the right thing. I promise you, this is the right thing!" She almost had him. Just a little bit more. Irons knew what was happening.
"Don't listen to her. She's a liar. She doesn't understand, will never understand." Blake ignored him and dropped him to the ground. Blake slowly began to regain his emotions. Irons had been prepared for this.
"Yes, go right on ahead, coward! But know this: I will make sure you will never have rest! You will never know peace! Leave me alive and I truly promise you chaos, Blake Antony Michaels!"
It worked. Blake pulled away from Eli. She had been so close. She reached out to him again, but this time was pushed back. Blake picked up a sword that had been one of the attacker's tools. He went to thrust it into Irons when Eli blocked the path. It stopped barely half an inch from her heart.
"Stand back, Eli! He must die!"
"Blake, you know not what you do!"
"Yes, I do!"
"No, you don't! You are deluded! You are blind! Don't let his hate take you!"
"Move, Eli! I'm warning you!"
"No. If you want him dead, then you must run me through as well."
"Then I would die, too? So be it!" He put the sword against her heart.
"Go ahead. If death to us both means that you will not be tainted with the blood of the innocent, go on. Just one thing."
"What?"
"I love you, too."
She closed her eyes and braced herself. Half of Blake wanted to drop the sword, while the other half wanted nothing better than to run it through her form. His hand began to shake violently. Suddenly, he felt two hands on his shoulders. Sara and Ian. Blake felt his eyes close as they swept him up in a reverie.
Blake didn't know where he was. A temple. Artemis's temple. Ian and Sara were in front of him.
"Uncle Ian? Sara? What's happening?" They shook their heads.
"At this time, we are not yet them."
"Artemis? Orion? How?"
"The witchblade ties greatly to you. We come forth through that."
"What do you want?"
"Blake, would you kill your lady?"
"It must be done!"
"No, my child!"
"We will never know peace. You two will never know peace! I must." Artemis began to weep. Her tears of silver streamed down her face. Orion spoke up.
"It does not have to be so! By killing him, you let him win. You let him corrupt you. Your lady is not lying. She loves you. She is protecting you!"
"She would have me dead!"
"To spare you from a life of evil. To spare you from hell itself! Would you kill your lady for loving you, Blake?! For that is what you were going to do!" Artemis regained control of her emotions and added.
"There is another way, Eliza sees that. Why can't you? Let her take you. Open to her. She will show you the way. Believe in her, Blake. She believes in you."
The vision faded. He awoke in reality. Sara and Ian let go of him. Eli was still standing there at sword point with her eyes closed. He put down the sword. Eli opened her eyes. Blake knelt before her. "How can we live?" Eli smiled and joined him in kneeling. She took his hand and put it to her amulet.
Everything returned to Blake. He inhaled deeply as it all rushed back to him. He put his other arm around Eli and put his forehead against hers. "I love you."
"I love you, too."
Irons knew he had lost. He screamed out to them.
"Cowards all of you. Betrayers! You will never have peace!" Eli turned from Blake and got to her feet. She glared at Irons with a vengeance. She began to walk towards him.
"You have failed Irons! You have no power over anything we do!"
"Yet, you spare me!"
"Have I now?" She knelt down so he could better see the gleam in her eyes. She grabbed him by the back of the neck.
"I will not give you death. You are not worthy of it." He could see that inside she was gathering great amounts of power. "What I give you, Kenneth Irons, is awakening!" And with that, Eli sent a wave of energy into him. He cried out. She let go of him and returned to Blake's side. Blake and Eli watched as he shook in pain. Sara and Ian stared at them.
"What happened? What did she do?"
"I awakened him."
"You what?"
"What she means, Uncle Ian, is just this: She has awaken all the emotions he had kept locked up for so long. Guilt, pain, doubt, sadness. Every horrible thing he has ever done is forever stuck in his memories. She has trapped him within his own emotions."
"How long will it last?"
"Till he learns to see past his own hatred. If he ever does, that is." Sara clapped.
"Very brilliant. This is much more effective than death."
"More painful, as well."
"Does he know what is going on around him?"
"No." Ian pulled on Eli and Blake's shoulders. "Time to go." They nodded.
"He can't hurt us anymore."
"Yeah. Let's go."
-The apartment-
It was night time, now. The first night they could spend not having to worry if they had been trailed or not. Sara and Ian left the two teens in the living room and entered Ian's room.
"So, what now? We no longer have Irons to worry about, the teens are safe, and we." Ian grabbed Sara's hand. "Can be together in peace. That is, if you want to be." Sara smiled.
"I wouldn't have it any other way." Their kiss was soon deepened.
Blake and Eli stood outside, looking in on them from a crack in the door. Blake was getting utterly disgusted. Eli had to keep a hand over her mouth so that she wouldn't ruin their moment by going 'ahhhhh' loudly. Blake whispered to her.
"How can you watch that?"
"It's just screaming happiness. Why are you so annoyed?"
"That's my Uncle! I don't need to see him tonguing down."
"Don't worry, we're leaving now. They're getting physical."
"Let's go before I see something that sends me to therapy."
Eli closed the door. Blake pushed her all the way to their bedroom. They collapsed on the bed.
"It's hard being a superhero."
"How would you know? You didn't do anything heroic."
"I spared my grandfather."
"Thanks to me, Ian, and Sara. We're the hero's. You're the played villain that switches to the good side at the end."
"Shut up!"
"Make me."
"I should have at least cut out your tongue."
"You'd be sorry for it."
"Why?"
"We couldn't do this." She pulled him into a kiss. After they went for breath, Blake nodded.
"Convincing argument. Good-night."
"Good-night."
-The next day-
Kenneth was still in his study. No one had come for him. No one had wanted to come for him. Ha had aged rapidly for a night, looking all of his ninety- eight years of age. He lay broken and beaten on the floor doing something he hadn't for years. Cry. All his life's sins and evil doings flooded his memory.
Broken families cried out to him. The dead spoke back in revenge. He had no redemption. No way to make it all better. Not even his money could help him this time. And his connection with the witchblade only intensified everything.
"Leave me alone!" He cried out to the wall. Finally, someone dared to look in.
"He's over here. Damn, he looks like hell."
"What the hell happened?" The men came closer. Irons could see all the pain he had caused for the approaching servants. It terrified him.
"Stay back! Don't come close to me!"
"Mr. Irons, you need treatment!"
"Leave me alone!" The men ignored his cries and called for more help. With every new person, the pain increased he couldn't bear it. His screams were wild, psychotic. Instead of going to the hospital, they sent him to the closest psychiatrical ward. The doctors didn't need to run second tests to know he needed to be there.
"He has extreme paranoia and says he feels pain when people are around. He is definitely unstable. He'll have to stay. Possibly forever, but only time will tell." With that said, they put him away in a room. Indefinitely.
-The apartment-
Sara was the first to wake up. She looked around herself and smiled. It hadn't been a dream. They had spent the night together. She put a hand on Ian's face. He woke up.
"Good morning."
"Good morning."
"You know, Sara. It's nice to wake up from a dream only to be in another one. I could live everyday like this."
"And we will." Sara heard snickering outside. Ian sent an amused look in the direction of the door. They tried hard to keep from laughing.
"Do you think they.?"
"Yes."
"Are they still in there?"
"Do I look like I have x-ray vision?"
"I dare you to check."
"No! It would blind my innocent eyes."
"This coming from the guy that saw 'American Pie 2' in theatre seventeen times?"
"Shut up! I dare you to go."
"I am not doing it."
Ian and Sara couldn't keep it in any longer. They started to crack up.
"What is going on?" Sara was crying. She can't remember the last time she laughed so hard.
"We hear you two out there."
"Oops! Sorry! It's just that this pervert next to me got curious. Can we come in?" Ian and Sara looked at each other. Ian smiled.
"If you want to protect your innocent eyes, the answer would be no." They heard Blake give out a groan of disgust as Eli let out a very loud 'Wooooooo'.
"Me and Blake are going to go out for a while. We'll catch you two in an hour or so."
"Have fun!" Blake called out before Eli turned to Blake and pulled on his collar. "C'mon."
"Where we going?"
"Comic book shop."
"Excellent." He put his arms around her waist. "Did I tell you I love you today?"
"No."
"Shame on me."
"Big shame, shame on you. But you can still make up for it."
"I love you."
"I love you, too." They went out he door smiling.
The End.
Eli: Yes, it's over final reviews! Please! God this was fun. Bye
Blake stood before his grandfather. Irons put his hand on the boy's shoulder.
"I'm willing to bet that has never happened."
"Never." Blake's voice was robotic like.
"See. With out that girl, you are truly invincible! Why, you have even bettered Ian. Stay with me, Blake. We would be the most powerful duo on this earth. What do you say?"
Blake was speechless. He had never felt such power. He never knew he could send out energy. It had felt great. He had so much at his disposal. He didn't want to share it.
"No." Irons pushed him back.
"Reconsider. We would be almighty! Do it, or forever be alone." Blake just kept staring at Irons with a blank expression on his face.
"Oblige me, Coward!" That sent Blake off. He punched Irons with an incredible amount of force. Irons flew into a back wall. He picked himself up and laughed at him.
"Is that all you have? Pity, I would think he with so much power would have a lot more strength. You don't deserve your weapon." Blake attacked him again. Irons continued to mock him He had purpose. He knew eventually Blake would realize that he was eating off of hate. That it was all he could feel. 'Yes, boy.' He thought to himself. 'Feel that hate. Learn that is it all you know. Let it consume you. Soon, not even your precious girlfriend will be able to get through to you.'
"Child, are you even trying?" Blake delivered a kick to his stomach. This time, he didn't stop there. He continued to beat Irons. He wasn't stopping. He didn't want to. This was the only way to feel. He didn't want to lose it. He wasn't going to. He stopped.
"Get to your feet, Irons!" Irons refused. Blake grabbed him by the neck and forced him up. "Is this what you wanted?" He upper cutted his chin. "Huh? I didn't hear you. Say it again." He round housed his side. Irons flew back into the wall. Blake followed him and continued on with his punishment.
-Sara and Eli-
They reached the mansion in record time. Eli had no patience to play mind games with the guards. She sent negative waves at all of them and walked on pass them. They were all on the ground in mental anguish. Sara ignored the startling discovery of what Eli could cause and entered the mansion.
"Where are they?"
"The library." They continued their quick pace.
"Are they alright?"
"No. Ian has blacked out and..I can't feel Blake. I feel nothing of him. Something is very wrong."
-Blake and Irons-
Blake screamed at him.
"I hate you. You have done this to me! You have put me to this all! I want you to die!"
"You couldn't if you wanted to, coward!" Blake picked Irons up by the throat.
"Oh, couldn't I?"
"Get on with it, Blake! You know you want to. You know nothing would please you more than my crushed neck in your hands!"
"Not painful enough." Blake grabbed Irons wrist, twisted it, and pulled it back. Snap! Broken. He laughed as Irons let out a scream of pain. He did the same to Irons other arm.
"Are you in a lot of pain? Funny, I feel no remorse."
"What do you feel, monster?!" Blake slapped him.
"I am not a monster!"
"But you would slay an innocent?"
"No, but luckily, you're not an innocent." Blake kicked his knee, shattering the bone. Irons let out another scream of pain.
"You demon!"
"I am not a demon!" He then broke Irons other knee.
"Coward!"
"Not I!" The only thing supporting Irons was Blake's hand on his throat. Irons couldn't take any more. It was time for the final act.
"Kill me, boy! You know you want to. I have killed sleeping babes in their beds. I have torn whole families apart. You're right, I am a monster!" Blake stared at the man he called grandfather. Irons could tell he was reconsidering ending his life.
"Do it, boy! End the torment, the torture. Feed your emotions. These emotions are the only things you have left!" Blake began to nod his head.
"Yes! Do it now, boy! Do it!" Blake lifted him a little higher and....
"No!" The scream came from the other side of the room. Eli had entered with Sara. Sara was wide eyed at her surroundings. Blood was everywhere. Men were lying all over. She spotted Ian against the wall out cold.
Eli began to walk towards Blake. She instantly was horrified. He was far from her reach. She began to search for him through all the darkness. "Don't do this, Blake. He wants you to."
"Don't listen to her. She doesn't understand. Do it, boy! It is the only way!"
"No! I do understand. I've always understood. You know that."
"She's lying! Ignore her and continue!"
"Don't give into the hate, Blake. If you do, you'll become just like him, heartless and cruel. Don't you see?! He wants you to kill him, to make you like him! Don't!" Blake's eyes met Eli's. She was crying. She reached out and touched his shoulder. "It's not worth it. Please, Blake?"
She was getting to him. He slowly lowered Irons to the ground. She nodded her head.
"This is the right thing. I promise you, this is the right thing!" She almost had him. Just a little bit more. Irons knew what was happening.
"Don't listen to her. She's a liar. She doesn't understand, will never understand." Blake ignored him and dropped him to the ground. Blake slowly began to regain his emotions. Irons had been prepared for this.
"Yes, go right on ahead, coward! But know this: I will make sure you will never have rest! You will never know peace! Leave me alive and I truly promise you chaos, Blake Antony Michaels!"
It worked. Blake pulled away from Eli. She had been so close. She reached out to him again, but this time was pushed back. Blake picked up a sword that had been one of the attacker's tools. He went to thrust it into Irons when Eli blocked the path. It stopped barely half an inch from her heart.
"Stand back, Eli! He must die!"
"Blake, you know not what you do!"
"Yes, I do!"
"No, you don't! You are deluded! You are blind! Don't let his hate take you!"
"Move, Eli! I'm warning you!"
"No. If you want him dead, then you must run me through as well."
"Then I would die, too? So be it!" He put the sword against her heart.
"Go ahead. If death to us both means that you will not be tainted with the blood of the innocent, go on. Just one thing."
"What?"
"I love you, too."
She closed her eyes and braced herself. Half of Blake wanted to drop the sword, while the other half wanted nothing better than to run it through her form. His hand began to shake violently. Suddenly, he felt two hands on his shoulders. Sara and Ian. Blake felt his eyes close as they swept him up in a reverie.
Blake didn't know where he was. A temple. Artemis's temple. Ian and Sara were in front of him.
"Uncle Ian? Sara? What's happening?" They shook their heads.
"At this time, we are not yet them."
"Artemis? Orion? How?"
"The witchblade ties greatly to you. We come forth through that."
"What do you want?"
"Blake, would you kill your lady?"
"It must be done!"
"No, my child!"
"We will never know peace. You two will never know peace! I must." Artemis began to weep. Her tears of silver streamed down her face. Orion spoke up.
"It does not have to be so! By killing him, you let him win. You let him corrupt you. Your lady is not lying. She loves you. She is protecting you!"
"She would have me dead!"
"To spare you from a life of evil. To spare you from hell itself! Would you kill your lady for loving you, Blake?! For that is what you were going to do!" Artemis regained control of her emotions and added.
"There is another way, Eliza sees that. Why can't you? Let her take you. Open to her. She will show you the way. Believe in her, Blake. She believes in you."
The vision faded. He awoke in reality. Sara and Ian let go of him. Eli was still standing there at sword point with her eyes closed. He put down the sword. Eli opened her eyes. Blake knelt before her. "How can we live?" Eli smiled and joined him in kneeling. She took his hand and put it to her amulet.
Everything returned to Blake. He inhaled deeply as it all rushed back to him. He put his other arm around Eli and put his forehead against hers. "I love you."
"I love you, too."
Irons knew he had lost. He screamed out to them.
"Cowards all of you. Betrayers! You will never have peace!" Eli turned from Blake and got to her feet. She glared at Irons with a vengeance. She began to walk towards him.
"You have failed Irons! You have no power over anything we do!"
"Yet, you spare me!"
"Have I now?" She knelt down so he could better see the gleam in her eyes. She grabbed him by the back of the neck.
"I will not give you death. You are not worthy of it." He could see that inside she was gathering great amounts of power. "What I give you, Kenneth Irons, is awakening!" And with that, Eli sent a wave of energy into him. He cried out. She let go of him and returned to Blake's side. Blake and Eli watched as he shook in pain. Sara and Ian stared at them.
"What happened? What did she do?"
"I awakened him."
"You what?"
"What she means, Uncle Ian, is just this: She has awaken all the emotions he had kept locked up for so long. Guilt, pain, doubt, sadness. Every horrible thing he has ever done is forever stuck in his memories. She has trapped him within his own emotions."
"How long will it last?"
"Till he learns to see past his own hatred. If he ever does, that is." Sara clapped.
"Very brilliant. This is much more effective than death."
"More painful, as well."
"Does he know what is going on around him?"
"No." Ian pulled on Eli and Blake's shoulders. "Time to go." They nodded.
"He can't hurt us anymore."
"Yeah. Let's go."
-The apartment-
It was night time, now. The first night they could spend not having to worry if they had been trailed or not. Sara and Ian left the two teens in the living room and entered Ian's room.
"So, what now? We no longer have Irons to worry about, the teens are safe, and we." Ian grabbed Sara's hand. "Can be together in peace. That is, if you want to be." Sara smiled.
"I wouldn't have it any other way." Their kiss was soon deepened.
Blake and Eli stood outside, looking in on them from a crack in the door. Blake was getting utterly disgusted. Eli had to keep a hand over her mouth so that she wouldn't ruin their moment by going 'ahhhhh' loudly. Blake whispered to her.
"How can you watch that?"
"It's just screaming happiness. Why are you so annoyed?"
"That's my Uncle! I don't need to see him tonguing down."
"Don't worry, we're leaving now. They're getting physical."
"Let's go before I see something that sends me to therapy."
Eli closed the door. Blake pushed her all the way to their bedroom. They collapsed on the bed.
"It's hard being a superhero."
"How would you know? You didn't do anything heroic."
"I spared my grandfather."
"Thanks to me, Ian, and Sara. We're the hero's. You're the played villain that switches to the good side at the end."
"Shut up!"
"Make me."
"I should have at least cut out your tongue."
"You'd be sorry for it."
"Why?"
"We couldn't do this." She pulled him into a kiss. After they went for breath, Blake nodded.
"Convincing argument. Good-night."
"Good-night."
-The next day-
Kenneth was still in his study. No one had come for him. No one had wanted to come for him. Ha had aged rapidly for a night, looking all of his ninety- eight years of age. He lay broken and beaten on the floor doing something he hadn't for years. Cry. All his life's sins and evil doings flooded his memory.
Broken families cried out to him. The dead spoke back in revenge. He had no redemption. No way to make it all better. Not even his money could help him this time. And his connection with the witchblade only intensified everything.
"Leave me alone!" He cried out to the wall. Finally, someone dared to look in.
"He's over here. Damn, he looks like hell."
"What the hell happened?" The men came closer. Irons could see all the pain he had caused for the approaching servants. It terrified him.
"Stay back! Don't come close to me!"
"Mr. Irons, you need treatment!"
"Leave me alone!" The men ignored his cries and called for more help. With every new person, the pain increased he couldn't bear it. His screams were wild, psychotic. Instead of going to the hospital, they sent him to the closest psychiatrical ward. The doctors didn't need to run second tests to know he needed to be there.
"He has extreme paranoia and says he feels pain when people are around. He is definitely unstable. He'll have to stay. Possibly forever, but only time will tell." With that said, they put him away in a room. Indefinitely.
-The apartment-
Sara was the first to wake up. She looked around herself and smiled. It hadn't been a dream. They had spent the night together. She put a hand on Ian's face. He woke up.
"Good morning."
"Good morning."
"You know, Sara. It's nice to wake up from a dream only to be in another one. I could live everyday like this."
"And we will." Sara heard snickering outside. Ian sent an amused look in the direction of the door. They tried hard to keep from laughing.
"Do you think they.?"
"Yes."
"Are they still in there?"
"Do I look like I have x-ray vision?"
"I dare you to check."
"No! It would blind my innocent eyes."
"This coming from the guy that saw 'American Pie 2' in theatre seventeen times?"
"Shut up! I dare you to go."
"I am not doing it."
Ian and Sara couldn't keep it in any longer. They started to crack up.
"What is going on?" Sara was crying. She can't remember the last time she laughed so hard.
"We hear you two out there."
"Oops! Sorry! It's just that this pervert next to me got curious. Can we come in?" Ian and Sara looked at each other. Ian smiled.
"If you want to protect your innocent eyes, the answer would be no." They heard Blake give out a groan of disgust as Eli let out a very loud 'Wooooooo'.
"Me and Blake are going to go out for a while. We'll catch you two in an hour or so."
"Have fun!" Blake called out before Eli turned to Blake and pulled on his collar. "C'mon."
"Where we going?"
"Comic book shop."
"Excellent." He put his arms around her waist. "Did I tell you I love you today?"
"No."
"Shame on me."
"Big shame, shame on you. But you can still make up for it."
"I love you."
"I love you, too." They went out he door smiling.
The End.
Eli: Yes, it's over final reviews! Please! God this was fun. Bye