At the Dancing Dove…
"Hello, and who are all of you?"
"Nice to see you too George," Alanna said smiling.
"I'm sorry I still don't know who you are, I must have forgotten," George said sincerely.
"Alright we haven't been here in weeks but we are busy people, " Jon said sitting down at the table in George's room. The other three followed.
"So, so has anything happened that I don't know about since I last saw any of you?" George asked having no idea what he was going to here next.
They all looked at Alanna. She sighed resigned to what will be coming and nodded. George frowned and looked at them curiously.
"We know," Gary said excitedly.
"And you what precisely? How to count?" George said smiling.
"About Alanna," then a few minutes later. "Hey!" They all laughed apart from Gary who looked a little hurt.
"How'd you find out?" Alanna and Jon were red tinged with embarrassment. Raoul and Gary couldn't contain their laughter anymore and laughed until they had tears in their eyes.
"We caught them in the act," Raoul said in between laughs. George laughed.
"That's how they found out?" he asked Jon and Alanna.
"No, that was not how they found out," she said stubbornly. "They didn't catch us in the act. They didn't catch us doing anything."
"That wasn't what it looked like to us," Gary said.
"Then obviously you don't know what you're talking about," Jon retorted. They all snickered apart from Gary who was glaring at him.
"That was a good come back," Raoul said ignoring Gary.
"I was quite pleased with it myself," Jon told them.
"Well then, what would you call it?" Gary asked trying to get them off the subject of that line.
"Sleeping," Alanna glared.
"Is that how you normally sleep?" Gary asked knowing that it will trick her into saying something.
She opened her mouth to say yes, when Jon said, "Don't say anything. Either of the answers will look bad for a noble Lady unless they are married to the person."
"Really?" she snapped standing up and getting her cloak. "Well, just as well I only have a few more months until I leave. After all it'll me make me look bad anyway, who needs that to make it even worse and lets not forget stupid." She turned and left putting on her cloak as she went.
They all looked at Jon. "Oops. I shouldn't have said that. It all came out wrong."
"We aren't the ones you should be telling this to. The one you should be went out that door," George said pointing to the door Alanna left from. Jon looked at the door then got his things jogged after her.
The three men watched him go then continued talking like they normally would do.
He got out onto the busy street and he could see her several metres in front of him. Except there were dozens of people walking between them. He fought through the people to get to her. But she was too quick and had the advantage of already gotten past the crowd and could now walk easier.
He managed to catch up to her outside the palace walls after running after her.
"We need to talk," he told her breathlessly grabbing her arm. She shrugged it off and glared angrily at him.
"I would of thought that you'd already said what you wanted to."
"It all came out wrong. Let's talk. But not here, back home," he said looking around him.
"Fine!" she snapped walking ahead of him.
When they got into Jon's rooms she went to the window seat. She moved all the cushions to one side, so she can use it as a pillow against the wall. She sat with her arms crossed looking outside the room. He sighed knowing that it was going to take her a while to calm down and closed the door and locked it. It wouldn't do if someone walked in on the conversation that they're having.
"All I meant was that either answer you could of said was one which…. This is coming out all wrong again."
"Yup."
"Imagine you were your ordinary court lady. If you had said yes to that question think what that would mean. I'm not meaning that they would think that, they're your friends and already know but, it's frowned on isn't it? And if you said no, then it would suggest that it was a fling and that is considered even worse."
"I know but it was like you were saying I wasn't respectable or wasn't a proper lady. I haven't been to the convent or anything but it doesn't mean I'm not one either. Just because you don't see me in a dress doesn't mean I don't like acting like one in that sense, or being treated like one because I do."
Jon sat beside her and took her hand. She tried to pull it away but he carried on holding it. She let him hold it when he started talking.
"I do respect you, you know that. Think what it's going to be like for women in the future because of you. You'll show them that women can fight just as well as men, if not better. You deserve more respect than any of those women; look what you've gone through to get to where you are. You've had to work so much harder than the rest of us. I do remember you are a lady. How can I forget?" He kissed her hand giving her a sly smile.
"But you never treat me like one. I saw how you treated other women and you've never done that to me. Do you have any idea how that hurts?" She said leaning forward. She stood up and turned from him to hide the tears that were silently following in floods. She pulled away her hand. Jon stood up and reached for her shoulders, pulling her round to face him.
He saw that she was crying and pulled her into an embrace. "I'm sorry," he kept murmuring stroking her hair.
When he heard and saw that she had stopped crying he handed her a handkerchief. "I love you, you know?" he told her kissing her on the forehead.
She looked up into his eyes and said, "You do? I love you too."
"That's where I put it!" Jon exclaimed. "Wait a minute." He went over to his desk by the other window. He pulled one of the drawers out of the desk. Alanna could see a small blue velvet bag attached to the outside of the drawer at the back. It was the bag that Jon wanted. He took it off the drawer then put the drawer back into the desk.
He came and stood infront of Alanna. "I meant to give you this for your birthday but, well, I forgot where I hid it from you." He handed her the bag. She frowned and opened it. Alanna gasped.
AN: I took ages getting this part up, sorry if you were waiting. Thanks Norah for the suggestion for more A/J parts. I'll continue this to the next part. I have a little more of a clue how this story is going to go and I have sort of planned the ending and I'm good at making up a lot of nonsense which borders on funny according to my friends, I don't know if they would think the story is funny though. The start they might but it's fizzing out to not funny at all now. I'll have to try and make it funny.
Please review, that's one of my favourite parts about writing fics, I get all excited when I read them and if you make a suggestion and I like it I'll try and put it in.
"Hello, and who are all of you?"
"Nice to see you too George," Alanna said smiling.
"I'm sorry I still don't know who you are, I must have forgotten," George said sincerely.
"Alright we haven't been here in weeks but we are busy people, " Jon said sitting down at the table in George's room. The other three followed.
"So, so has anything happened that I don't know about since I last saw any of you?" George asked having no idea what he was going to here next.
They all looked at Alanna. She sighed resigned to what will be coming and nodded. George frowned and looked at them curiously.
"We know," Gary said excitedly.
"And you what precisely? How to count?" George said smiling.
"About Alanna," then a few minutes later. "Hey!" They all laughed apart from Gary who looked a little hurt.
"How'd you find out?" Alanna and Jon were red tinged with embarrassment. Raoul and Gary couldn't contain their laughter anymore and laughed until they had tears in their eyes.
"We caught them in the act," Raoul said in between laughs. George laughed.
"That's how they found out?" he asked Jon and Alanna.
"No, that was not how they found out," she said stubbornly. "They didn't catch us in the act. They didn't catch us doing anything."
"That wasn't what it looked like to us," Gary said.
"Then obviously you don't know what you're talking about," Jon retorted. They all snickered apart from Gary who was glaring at him.
"That was a good come back," Raoul said ignoring Gary.
"I was quite pleased with it myself," Jon told them.
"Well then, what would you call it?" Gary asked trying to get them off the subject of that line.
"Sleeping," Alanna glared.
"Is that how you normally sleep?" Gary asked knowing that it will trick her into saying something.
She opened her mouth to say yes, when Jon said, "Don't say anything. Either of the answers will look bad for a noble Lady unless they are married to the person."
"Really?" she snapped standing up and getting her cloak. "Well, just as well I only have a few more months until I leave. After all it'll me make me look bad anyway, who needs that to make it even worse and lets not forget stupid." She turned and left putting on her cloak as she went.
They all looked at Jon. "Oops. I shouldn't have said that. It all came out wrong."
"We aren't the ones you should be telling this to. The one you should be went out that door," George said pointing to the door Alanna left from. Jon looked at the door then got his things jogged after her.
The three men watched him go then continued talking like they normally would do.
He got out onto the busy street and he could see her several metres in front of him. Except there were dozens of people walking between them. He fought through the people to get to her. But she was too quick and had the advantage of already gotten past the crowd and could now walk easier.
He managed to catch up to her outside the palace walls after running after her.
"We need to talk," he told her breathlessly grabbing her arm. She shrugged it off and glared angrily at him.
"I would of thought that you'd already said what you wanted to."
"It all came out wrong. Let's talk. But not here, back home," he said looking around him.
"Fine!" she snapped walking ahead of him.
When they got into Jon's rooms she went to the window seat. She moved all the cushions to one side, so she can use it as a pillow against the wall. She sat with her arms crossed looking outside the room. He sighed knowing that it was going to take her a while to calm down and closed the door and locked it. It wouldn't do if someone walked in on the conversation that they're having.
"All I meant was that either answer you could of said was one which…. This is coming out all wrong again."
"Yup."
"Imagine you were your ordinary court lady. If you had said yes to that question think what that would mean. I'm not meaning that they would think that, they're your friends and already know but, it's frowned on isn't it? And if you said no, then it would suggest that it was a fling and that is considered even worse."
"I know but it was like you were saying I wasn't respectable or wasn't a proper lady. I haven't been to the convent or anything but it doesn't mean I'm not one either. Just because you don't see me in a dress doesn't mean I don't like acting like one in that sense, or being treated like one because I do."
Jon sat beside her and took her hand. She tried to pull it away but he carried on holding it. She let him hold it when he started talking.
"I do respect you, you know that. Think what it's going to be like for women in the future because of you. You'll show them that women can fight just as well as men, if not better. You deserve more respect than any of those women; look what you've gone through to get to where you are. You've had to work so much harder than the rest of us. I do remember you are a lady. How can I forget?" He kissed her hand giving her a sly smile.
"But you never treat me like one. I saw how you treated other women and you've never done that to me. Do you have any idea how that hurts?" She said leaning forward. She stood up and turned from him to hide the tears that were silently following in floods. She pulled away her hand. Jon stood up and reached for her shoulders, pulling her round to face him.
He saw that she was crying and pulled her into an embrace. "I'm sorry," he kept murmuring stroking her hair.
When he heard and saw that she had stopped crying he handed her a handkerchief. "I love you, you know?" he told her kissing her on the forehead.
She looked up into his eyes and said, "You do? I love you too."
"That's where I put it!" Jon exclaimed. "Wait a minute." He went over to his desk by the other window. He pulled one of the drawers out of the desk. Alanna could see a small blue velvet bag attached to the outside of the drawer at the back. It was the bag that Jon wanted. He took it off the drawer then put the drawer back into the desk.
He came and stood infront of Alanna. "I meant to give you this for your birthday but, well, I forgot where I hid it from you." He handed her the bag. She frowned and opened it. Alanna gasped.
AN: I took ages getting this part up, sorry if you were waiting. Thanks Norah for the suggestion for more A/J parts. I'll continue this to the next part. I have a little more of a clue how this story is going to go and I have sort of planned the ending and I'm good at making up a lot of nonsense which borders on funny according to my friends, I don't know if they would think the story is funny though. The start they might but it's fizzing out to not funny at all now. I'll have to try and make it funny.
Please review, that's one of my favourite parts about writing fics, I get all excited when I read them and if you make a suggestion and I like it I'll try and put it in.