Really, really, really short chapter folks! And then this story's finished and I can write the sequel, which I'm actually looking forward to!
Chapter 5; the beginning
Remus saw her, sitting up in the bed, and nearly lost his breath. Even with her hair all a mess, she looked beautiful. Her bruises had been healed quickly and she seemed in perfect health.
"Remus!" She said happily. "How's Allyson?" Remus smiled wryly; it was just like Farren to ask about the other person first.
"She'll live. They're getting her a therapist and they've healed her arm and such. It's more mental and emotional problems that we have to worry about now."
"That's horrible!" Farren said, eye's wide. But then she smiled at him and he came forward to hug her.
"I was so frightened," he said, trying to be calm. "I thought- I dunno, I was just so-"
"Shh," she said softly, placing a finger over his lips. He allowed himself to be silenced.
"What happened?" He asked her finally, after minutes of just holding her.
"Well, I went over there at about ten, like you know. And we were talking, and I couldn't figure out how to breech the subject, so we talked a little, and she seemed so trusting, Remus! Like she just wanted someone to listen to her, because she never got that from Gregory."
"So we painted for a little bit, just so we had something to do, ya know. And finally I just stopped and started talking and didn't let her interrupt me, and she just started crying- it was horrible. And then she started sobbing and saying that she deserved everything she got and I tried to convince her that it wasn't true but she wasn't having any of it, and then she told me how he'd broke her arm and started showing me her bruises and I was trying to clean the scratches when he came home-" Farren stopped and gasped slightly, as if reliving it.
"And he threw the door open and it caught her in the stomach and threw her backwards, and he grabbed me and started shouting how it wasn't any of my business…he was drunk, I know it. And- and- well he just shouted for a while and hit her and-" she stopped.
"It's okay, everything's going to get better," he said softly and rocked her. She looked up at him, wiping her eyes.
"I'm being silly, forgive me," she muttered, still rubbing at her eyes.
"No, no, you're not being silly! It was a horrible thing to go through!" Farren smiled, slightly, and slid off the bed so that she was standing in front of him.
"That's why I love you," she said easily, and grinned. Remus smiled to.
"Well, uh, I wanted to-uh- talk to you about that," he said, feeling foolish. Farren froze.
"Yes?" She asked.
"Well, Farren," he stepped away from her, facing the wall, pacing. "I met you and you were so amazing, so wonderful, I just- couldn't resist being your friend. You know the story, we were there to find you, to change the future, but I got attached to you, really attached. Then I found out you all ready knew about me, and that you didn't care! It was amazing; I'd never had a girlfriend before who knew! And then we had to leave and I thought I would just die, and you said how maybe it was a fluke, maybe there was someone who we would actually get to see everyday, and I was just heartbroken. I always knew you'd be here, I kept thinking, 'She's going to wake up one day and think of me, just think of me, and miss me, and then she's going to know she made a mistake…'"
"Oh, I did!" Farren said, interrupting him. "I made a terr-"
"Let me finish," he said breathlessly. "And now that we're back together, I just want to spend the rest of my life with you, just you and me. I guess what I'm trying to say is-" He stopped and turned to face her, taking both of her delicate hands in his own. "Would you marry me?"
Farren gasped. Her face went pale, she stood absolutely still for a second, before leaping into his arms, crying 'Yes, yes, yes,' over and over again. Remus felt tears in his own eyes.
"Here," he said, pulling away. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a ring box. She reached out breathlessly and pulled it open, never taking her eyes off it. Slowly, she opened it and gasped again.
Inside was a delicate, white gold ring. A beautiful diamond sat nestled in the band, surrounded by two miniscule black pearls. She looked at it, eyes and mouth wide.
"How did you affo- how did you kno- oh Remus!" She slipped it on. It fit perfectly, wonderfully. And Remus loved the way it looked, sitting there on her let hand ring finger- his ring, on her hand…
She leapt into his arms again and gave him a dizzying kiss. Pulling away slightly, she lent her forehead on his.
"Hey Remus," she said softly. "I thought of you."
Chapter 5; the beginning
Remus saw her, sitting up in the bed, and nearly lost his breath. Even with her hair all a mess, she looked beautiful. Her bruises had been healed quickly and she seemed in perfect health.
"Remus!" She said happily. "How's Allyson?" Remus smiled wryly; it was just like Farren to ask about the other person first.
"She'll live. They're getting her a therapist and they've healed her arm and such. It's more mental and emotional problems that we have to worry about now."
"That's horrible!" Farren said, eye's wide. But then she smiled at him and he came forward to hug her.
"I was so frightened," he said, trying to be calm. "I thought- I dunno, I was just so-"
"Shh," she said softly, placing a finger over his lips. He allowed himself to be silenced.
"What happened?" He asked her finally, after minutes of just holding her.
"Well, I went over there at about ten, like you know. And we were talking, and I couldn't figure out how to breech the subject, so we talked a little, and she seemed so trusting, Remus! Like she just wanted someone to listen to her, because she never got that from Gregory."
"So we painted for a little bit, just so we had something to do, ya know. And finally I just stopped and started talking and didn't let her interrupt me, and she just started crying- it was horrible. And then she started sobbing and saying that she deserved everything she got and I tried to convince her that it wasn't true but she wasn't having any of it, and then she told me how he'd broke her arm and started showing me her bruises and I was trying to clean the scratches when he came home-" Farren stopped and gasped slightly, as if reliving it.
"And he threw the door open and it caught her in the stomach and threw her backwards, and he grabbed me and started shouting how it wasn't any of my business…he was drunk, I know it. And- and- well he just shouted for a while and hit her and-" she stopped.
"It's okay, everything's going to get better," he said softly and rocked her. She looked up at him, wiping her eyes.
"I'm being silly, forgive me," she muttered, still rubbing at her eyes.
"No, no, you're not being silly! It was a horrible thing to go through!" Farren smiled, slightly, and slid off the bed so that she was standing in front of him.
"That's why I love you," she said easily, and grinned. Remus smiled to.
"Well, uh, I wanted to-uh- talk to you about that," he said, feeling foolish. Farren froze.
"Yes?" She asked.
"Well, Farren," he stepped away from her, facing the wall, pacing. "I met you and you were so amazing, so wonderful, I just- couldn't resist being your friend. You know the story, we were there to find you, to change the future, but I got attached to you, really attached. Then I found out you all ready knew about me, and that you didn't care! It was amazing; I'd never had a girlfriend before who knew! And then we had to leave and I thought I would just die, and you said how maybe it was a fluke, maybe there was someone who we would actually get to see everyday, and I was just heartbroken. I always knew you'd be here, I kept thinking, 'She's going to wake up one day and think of me, just think of me, and miss me, and then she's going to know she made a mistake…'"
"Oh, I did!" Farren said, interrupting him. "I made a terr-"
"Let me finish," he said breathlessly. "And now that we're back together, I just want to spend the rest of my life with you, just you and me. I guess what I'm trying to say is-" He stopped and turned to face her, taking both of her delicate hands in his own. "Would you marry me?"
Farren gasped. Her face went pale, she stood absolutely still for a second, before leaping into his arms, crying 'Yes, yes, yes,' over and over again. Remus felt tears in his own eyes.
"Here," he said, pulling away. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a ring box. She reached out breathlessly and pulled it open, never taking her eyes off it. Slowly, she opened it and gasped again.
Inside was a delicate, white gold ring. A beautiful diamond sat nestled in the band, surrounded by two miniscule black pearls. She looked at it, eyes and mouth wide.
"How did you affo- how did you kno- oh Remus!" She slipped it on. It fit perfectly, wonderfully. And Remus loved the way it looked, sitting there on her let hand ring finger- his ring, on her hand…
She leapt into his arms again and gave him a dizzying kiss. Pulling away slightly, she lent her forehead on his.
"Hey Remus," she said softly. "I thought of you."