Author Notes: I have started so many new fan-fictions and seem to be forgetting alot of the older stuff. Sorry to those of you who have been waiting for this, but now... its complete! short... but complete... on to chapter two...

Dedication: Mistee - meeting you in chat was awesome, your stories inspire me. and also another dedication to Allie, beacause she always gives me that lift of confidence I so much need.

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Passing Notes: The Reply

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The words were overwhelming. Though they were not spoken, they were truley heard. I didn't want to cry, and I would have stoped myself, had I been able to put her letter down. I don't know what it was about Jane Girardi, but somehow she always got through to me.

I sat at the table, a pen in hand, waiting for the words to come. I could have called, but for some reason now, a letter seemed more fitting.

Once I started, my writing began to flow.

"Dear Jane,

I got your letter today; you know the one about our friendship? Well, I have been alot latley, about you, about me, about us... I left Iris, Jane. These feelings I have for you... they're unchallenged... I have no question in my mind as to what they mean, you know? I thought I could lie to myself, ignore my heart and have some fun, but I just can't. I knew I was hurting you, flaunting Iris in your face and all, and there is absolutley no reason you should forgive me other than... I love you too, Jane.

Love, Adam Rove"

There were so many things I wanted to ask her then. About her feelings and our relationship, about her secrets and her strange behavior... but part of loving Jane was wondering about all of her mysteries that I knew one day she would share with me.

It was time to deliver the letter. I quickly threw on my over-shirt and ran out the door. I knew better than to read the note... If I read what I had written, chances are I would have taken it all back and headed home. Why was I so scared? It had been Jane to write me first.

When I arrived at her house I had simply planed on leaving the letter in her door. Remembering she had a very, lets just call them "interested" family, I rang the bell.

"Adam" Joan was suprised.

"Uh.. uh... hey Jane" I managed. What was it that had overcome me? I was never this nervous around Joan.

"Come on in" she offered.

"Thanks" I walked inside, staring down at my shoes... I needed new ones. "So Uhm... I got your letter today" I told her, now trying to meet her eyes.

"Oh" she replied, seemingly embarassed and shy.

"...And I wrote you back..." I handed her the folded peice of paper.

As she unfolded it and silently began to read I could feel my heart tie into knots. What was she thinking? What had I written?

Relief came when I saw a smile on my Janes face... but her tears brought more curiosity.

"Jane, are you ok, yo?" I asked, knowing she too was relived.

Silence filled the room as she quietly folded my note. Without warning her arms had slowly wraped themselves around my shoulders.

"I'm ready, Adam" she whispered as she moved in to kiss me.

-- Go on to Chapter Three! --