Author's Note: No, I'm not dead. Just super duper busy! And grrrr, this
computer keeps going down, then the Internet was down, and just bleh.
Well, here is the long awaited Chapter 7 for those who even want to read
it.
This chapter is dedicated to Missy, my one and only faithful reviewer.
Disclaimer: Not mine, don't sue
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Cat's Story
Chapter Seven- Understanding
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Cat and Seamus strolled up the long driveway, seemingly with out a care in the world. But both minds were completely busy with thoughts of the person next to them. When they reached the house, Cat looked a little anxious to enter.
"Seamus, don't you want to see my tower?" she asked nervously.
"Of course I do love, but first, I want to meet your family."
"Oh, alright then, let's go."
As they entered the parlor, where Scarlett and Colum were currently engaged in deep conversation, Cat's grip on Seamus's arm visibly tightened.
"Hello again Mother, Colum. I already introduced Seamus, didn't I?"
Colum looked elated to see Cat with such a fine Irish lad. He stood from his seat and grabbed Seamus's hand, shaking it heartily. "Hello, lad, I'm Colum O'Hara, Katie here's godfather. I'm hoping to see more of you around here."
"Well sir, I hope to be here more as well," Seamus replied, shooting Cat a meaningful glance.
"Cat darling, you didn't even introduce me!" exclaimed Scarlett, rising from her seat as well. "Seamus, right? Well, hello, I'm Scarlett O'Hara, Cat's mother. Thank you ever so much for caring for Cat while she was, erm, indisposed."
Cat blushed, but Seamus smiled. "Believe me ma'am, the pleasure was all mine. Your daughter is a wonderful girl."
Already, the wheels were turning in Scarlett's crafty little brain. 'I can see the look. Yup, it's the look alright. He's in love. I've been on the receiving end of the look many-a-time, and that's it. God's nightgown! This could ruin all chances for Cat and that darling Eli. Although this Seamus is a very handsome lad, he's a farmer for Pete's sakes, a farmer! But, I guess that if she does fall in love with him, I can't prevent her happiness, Lord knows, I know how that is.'
Before anyone could say anything else, Cat interjected. "Well, we simply must be off now, Seamus wanted to see my tower. So, Mother, Colum, good-bye." And with that, she grabbed Seamus's arm, and half-dragged him through the kitchen and out the door.
"Well, that sure was interesting," he said after Cat had slowed down a little.
"If by interesting, you mean nerve-wracking, then I completely agree with you."
"No, by interesting, I mean, well, interesting," Seamus and Cat both laughed. When they had quite finished, an uncomfortable silence fell over the situation. Then Cat, eager to break the oppressing silence, said, "Oh, here we are, my tower." They both climbed up the ladder, Cat insisting that Seamus go first. "I need to pull up the ladder when we get up," she explained. When she reached the top, she smiled at the look on Seamus's face. Utter and complete awe.
The room, very round, was chock full of books on all the walls. Shelves lined the walls, ceiling to floor, and each was filled to the brim with everything from Austen to Shakespeare. In the center of the room, there was a dark blue velvet couch, with a mahogany coffee table in front of it. Next to it, there was a large bucket, currently full of ice. Pointing to it, Cat explained, "The servants keep it full of ice. Most of the time, there is lemonade in it, and some wrapped cakes. Right now, I haven't stocked it since I left, so, I need to do that. But I'm rambling, what do you think of the room?"
"Wow," Seamus sputtered.
"Just, wow?"
"Yes. Just, wow."
"So, is that good?"
"Yes love, it is."
"Enough with the love, and the dear, and the aroon, and the other names you're just waiting to call me."
"Well, Cat darling, you did say I could call you by pet names."
"Did I? Oh, well then, erm, oh well. So, what do you want to do? We've got the whole day ahead of us, and nothing of extreme importance to take care of."
"Well, how about a tour? You've got enough land here."
"Alright then, let's go."
They climbed down the tower, and then walked hand-in-hand to the stables. Cat's thoughts about Seamus have been increasingly changing, from just a friend, to more then a friend maybe, and now they reached the point to where she definitely saw him as more then just a friend. Cat blushed at the thought of this, and said to Seamus, "Hey, do you think we'll ever see each other again, you know, after you leave?"
"Well, aroon, that all depends on you."
"Does it though? I mean I live sixty miles away from you. That's a long time to ride." By now they had reached the expansive, and expensive, stables that Scarlett took so much pride in. Choosing two fresh horses, a large black stallion named Raven for Seamus, and a smaller chestnut mare with a star on her forehead named Starlet.
After saddling Raven, Seamus said. "Well, I would come every weekend, if that's what it took. I would ride until my horse couldn't ride anymore just to see you."
"You're so sweet." Cat climbed upon her own horse.
"I try."
"You know, I still don't know what love is, but I think I'm starting to understand." They were out of the stables now, and riding silently, but it was a comfortable silence. After just a few minutes of riding, they reached Cat's other favorite spot, Tara. Ironically enough, this was where Eli proposed to her. Seamus jumped down off of his horse, and then went to help Cat down off of hers. After she reached solid ground, Seamus pulled her face close to his. Closing the space between them, he felt electricity when their lips touched. And this time, she didn't run away.
This chapter is dedicated to Missy, my one and only faithful reviewer.
Disclaimer: Not mine, don't sue
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Cat's Story
Chapter Seven- Understanding
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Cat and Seamus strolled up the long driveway, seemingly with out a care in the world. But both minds were completely busy with thoughts of the person next to them. When they reached the house, Cat looked a little anxious to enter.
"Seamus, don't you want to see my tower?" she asked nervously.
"Of course I do love, but first, I want to meet your family."
"Oh, alright then, let's go."
As they entered the parlor, where Scarlett and Colum were currently engaged in deep conversation, Cat's grip on Seamus's arm visibly tightened.
"Hello again Mother, Colum. I already introduced Seamus, didn't I?"
Colum looked elated to see Cat with such a fine Irish lad. He stood from his seat and grabbed Seamus's hand, shaking it heartily. "Hello, lad, I'm Colum O'Hara, Katie here's godfather. I'm hoping to see more of you around here."
"Well sir, I hope to be here more as well," Seamus replied, shooting Cat a meaningful glance.
"Cat darling, you didn't even introduce me!" exclaimed Scarlett, rising from her seat as well. "Seamus, right? Well, hello, I'm Scarlett O'Hara, Cat's mother. Thank you ever so much for caring for Cat while she was, erm, indisposed."
Cat blushed, but Seamus smiled. "Believe me ma'am, the pleasure was all mine. Your daughter is a wonderful girl."
Already, the wheels were turning in Scarlett's crafty little brain. 'I can see the look. Yup, it's the look alright. He's in love. I've been on the receiving end of the look many-a-time, and that's it. God's nightgown! This could ruin all chances for Cat and that darling Eli. Although this Seamus is a very handsome lad, he's a farmer for Pete's sakes, a farmer! But, I guess that if she does fall in love with him, I can't prevent her happiness, Lord knows, I know how that is.'
Before anyone could say anything else, Cat interjected. "Well, we simply must be off now, Seamus wanted to see my tower. So, Mother, Colum, good-bye." And with that, she grabbed Seamus's arm, and half-dragged him through the kitchen and out the door.
"Well, that sure was interesting," he said after Cat had slowed down a little.
"If by interesting, you mean nerve-wracking, then I completely agree with you."
"No, by interesting, I mean, well, interesting," Seamus and Cat both laughed. When they had quite finished, an uncomfortable silence fell over the situation. Then Cat, eager to break the oppressing silence, said, "Oh, here we are, my tower." They both climbed up the ladder, Cat insisting that Seamus go first. "I need to pull up the ladder when we get up," she explained. When she reached the top, she smiled at the look on Seamus's face. Utter and complete awe.
The room, very round, was chock full of books on all the walls. Shelves lined the walls, ceiling to floor, and each was filled to the brim with everything from Austen to Shakespeare. In the center of the room, there was a dark blue velvet couch, with a mahogany coffee table in front of it. Next to it, there was a large bucket, currently full of ice. Pointing to it, Cat explained, "The servants keep it full of ice. Most of the time, there is lemonade in it, and some wrapped cakes. Right now, I haven't stocked it since I left, so, I need to do that. But I'm rambling, what do you think of the room?"
"Wow," Seamus sputtered.
"Just, wow?"
"Yes. Just, wow."
"So, is that good?"
"Yes love, it is."
"Enough with the love, and the dear, and the aroon, and the other names you're just waiting to call me."
"Well, Cat darling, you did say I could call you by pet names."
"Did I? Oh, well then, erm, oh well. So, what do you want to do? We've got the whole day ahead of us, and nothing of extreme importance to take care of."
"Well, how about a tour? You've got enough land here."
"Alright then, let's go."
They climbed down the tower, and then walked hand-in-hand to the stables. Cat's thoughts about Seamus have been increasingly changing, from just a friend, to more then a friend maybe, and now they reached the point to where she definitely saw him as more then just a friend. Cat blushed at the thought of this, and said to Seamus, "Hey, do you think we'll ever see each other again, you know, after you leave?"
"Well, aroon, that all depends on you."
"Does it though? I mean I live sixty miles away from you. That's a long time to ride." By now they had reached the expansive, and expensive, stables that Scarlett took so much pride in. Choosing two fresh horses, a large black stallion named Raven for Seamus, and a smaller chestnut mare with a star on her forehead named Starlet.
After saddling Raven, Seamus said. "Well, I would come every weekend, if that's what it took. I would ride until my horse couldn't ride anymore just to see you."
"You're so sweet." Cat climbed upon her own horse.
"I try."
"You know, I still don't know what love is, but I think I'm starting to understand." They were out of the stables now, and riding silently, but it was a comfortable silence. After just a few minutes of riding, they reached Cat's other favorite spot, Tara. Ironically enough, this was where Eli proposed to her. Seamus jumped down off of his horse, and then went to help Cat down off of hers. After she reached solid ground, Seamus pulled her face close to his. Closing the space between them, he felt electricity when their lips touched. And this time, she didn't run away.