::puts down her Harry Potter book for now:: My eyes! My eyes! They hurt, to much reading, ack, must put down book, must.. This will probably be the second to last installment of Gale. I hope you enjoy, please review!

The Fifth Part

How long had it been? The days went into weeks and weeks went into months and soon Percival had lost total track of time. When had he last seen her? Held her? Kissed her? Seven months? Eight months? Nine?
He now walked with Borus and they once again paced the cold streets together, their fresh knightly armor making soft clinking sounds as they strolled through the night.
"You seem very tired today Borus, have you been up all night drinking again?" Percival asked his friend as he kicked a stone to the side of the rode.
"Well," Borus yawned, "Maybe I have and maybe I haven't. Or maybe I've met a girl and we've been spending every night wrapped in the thralls of passion!"
"Thralls of passion eh?" Percival laughed, "I'll make a note to ask Chris about that later!"
Borus's face turned scarlet and he puffed up with anger. Percival had to look away; he could remember another face that would snarl aggressively at him as well. And the thought, the memory of her, made his heart heavy. Borus looked at him sideways, "Are you alright mate, not having another moody phase again are'yeh?"
"No," Percival shook his head, "No, I'm fine. Let's head to the eastern part of the city, we haven't patrolled over there in some time."
Borus groaned, "There's a good reason for that. No one really goes around there anymore. At least no one who would need us to protect them," all the same Borus followed Percival as he veered towards the eastern part of the city. The stars twinkled above and Borus kept looking up at them and making off comments to Percival about seeing the future in stars and wondering to himself if they could tell you about the one person. And at this Percival looked over at him with slight interest, "The One person?"
"You know," Borus said dreamingly. "That one person out there who belongs with you and only you. Do you believe in that kind of stuff?"
"Well, I." the rest of his sentence was drowned out by a particularly loud scream. No, more like a wail. Borus looked around wildly for the source. But Percival froze. Could that have been? NO, he shook his head violently, he was only trying to believe it was her. And then again came the wail, this time it was spiced with agony. Pain. Percival froze. It was her. He knew it.
"Percival! Wait, where are you going?!" Borus yelled.
But he was already far away, running as fast as he could. He could hear her now more clearly and he felt a strong tug on his heart.

Gale.

The dimly lit windows flew by him as he ran through the thick night. The screams led him to a shabby looking inn. He forced his way through two swinging bar doors and up a creaking staircase and across a moldy carpet. And then bursting into a small room at the end of a dark hallway, she was there. Lying breathless on a low sloping bed, her skin was bathed in sweat and a giant swollen stomach glistened in the candle light..
"Gale," he breathed and she looked slowly over at him as he stood with chest heaving in the doorway.
"Oh," she gave a weak smile, "It's you."

Find out why in the next chapter. ~Runa~