Mia POV:

I stood there, frozen by Michael's speech. He had obviously spent a lot of time thinking about this moment, but even if he had, that speech was definitely one that was not rehearsed. That one had come straight from the heart and both of us could feel it. Damn, he should become a motivational speaker

"Mia, I just wanted you to know something. Even if you don't want me back, I want you to know that I love you very much and really need you back in my life. You don't know how many sleepless nights I have spent wishing you were there with me. You don't know how many times I have written songs about you. You have no idea what it has been like for me these past three years. But Mia, I promised myself that this time I would fight for you, and fight for my happiness. I don't want you to run away without telling me how you really feel about me. Because words can't even begin to describe how much I love you."

The words rang in my head. I had no idea? I had bloody good idea. I mean I had been feeling exactly the same. He probably thought I was about to reject him. For gods sake, I had spent sleepless nights wishing he was there and I had heard the songs he had written. But it was the last part that rang in my head the loudest.

I promised myself that this time I would fight for you and fight for my happiness... Because words can't even begin to describe how much I love you.

Fight.

Fight for you.

Fight for Happiness.

Words can't describe.

I love you.

Love will always find a way.

The last had been my words to him. But he had taken them very seriously. I hadn't realized how much that had meant to me all those years ago.

Love will always find a way.

Love was finding its way, and Michael was letting it pull him with it. And I was going to do the same thing. Suddenly I realized how connected yet apart we had been these last years. We had been connected yet apart. One body's shadows split apart.

And because of this I turned around, facing Michael, searching for an answer that I needed to give him.

Michael POV:

I stood there, waiting in silence. I mean the saying goes, Silence is golden, right? Anyway I could tell Mia was going to need some time to think about this. I mean I had just basically told her a lot of stuff that I had needed to let out of my system and since she was the one who had separated us in the first place, she was going to have to be the one that would make the decision whether we would get back together or not.

I could tell she was going over my words in her head and absorbing them, thinking them over. I had said everything I had wanted to say, hadn't I? I mean I had put my feelings on a hanging platform. They were either going to be spared an awful death or given one. And Mia was the executioner. Uggh... I don't like thinking of it that way. Mia was going to take me back.

Right?

Or was she?

She had been silent for a while...

And then all of sudden as my hopes were starting to fade I saw her slowly turning around, and coming face to face with me. Her face was solemn, the gray eyes red around the edges from the crying. Her hair was disheveled from running in the cold wind. A few of the strands stuck to her lips, clinging to the lip gloss she had obviously put on her lips before the show. I could see her searching my face; looking for an answer. But she wasn't going to get it from me. This was something she had to decide for herself. And although I really wanted to help her, this wasn't going to work out if she didn't have total self-confidence behind the decision she was about to make

And that was a fact.

A known one too.

Mia POV:

I searched his face, looking for an answer that obviously wasn't there. He stared at me with his solemn peat bog eyes, filled with sad hope. He also knew what I had to face. I had to make this decision. But it was going to be hard, because although I wanted his love back, I didn't know whether it was the right thing. I know it sounds stupid, but although this might have been an easy choice for most people, it was eating out my heart.

I had left him for my country, and I didn't want him to have to suffer the life that would come along with me. The same thing that had forced my decision 3 years ago was coming back to haunt me. And I didn't know why.

I mean, I loved him right? Why should my country stand between us? He said he would sacrifice everything and he said that he needed me. Wouldn't he be better off with me? We could be happy. But what about the consequences for him? He wouldn't be able to pursue his dreams; forever shadowed by me, the queen and he would be prince consort.

The two sides weighed heavily in my mind, but I knew the decision that I had to make.

Michael POV:

I could see that she had come to a decision. Her eyes were rid of confusion and she was obviously trying to decide how to put her thoughts into words. I knew how hard that was because I had just done it. But I however, had been waiting three long years to put my thoughts out as words; I had been more prepared.

She opened her mouth, pausing for a second, trying to decide how to begin.

Her voice came out hoarse, riddled with pain, her face plastered with the red lines from crying, new tears threatening to spill, from the crevices in the corners of her eyes. As she opened her mouth again, a single tear spilled from her eye. I softly walked up to her, using my thumb to tenderly rub the tear away from her cheek. Her skin felt like silk under my calloused guitar fingers. My hand was frozen on her cheek, the first human contact I had had with her in 3 long years. It felt wonderful.

She shakily reached her arm up and grasped my hand, entwining her fingers with mine and squeezing tightly but gently.

Her other hand slowly traveled up my side and she placed it around my neck, gently, but firmly grasping some of my dark brown hair in her hands. She looked at me with sad eyes, and I was preparing for the worst. But then her eyes took on a new shine, something I hadn't seen at all today. It was as if the clouds had parted, and she had made her decision.

I waited for the verdict.

Mia POV:

As I stared into his eyes, I knew what my decision had to be. My eyes welled up with fresh tears, and a single tear drop fell from my right eye; much like the one that had leaked three long years ago, when I was writing my farewell letter to Michael. The tear that had smudged my name permanently.

He calmly reached up his hand and placed his thumb under the tear, wiping away with a tenderness I hadn't felt in a long time. This time the tear wasn't going to smudge anything. Sparks shot through my whole body; the first contact with Michael in three years jolted me with recognition. I could see it in his eyes too. He was waiting for my decision.

I slowly yet shakily raised my hand and grasped his wrist. I took my other hand, and raised it up the side of his muscled and tense, yet calming body. I placed my hand behind his head, and tenderly but firmly grasped some of his soft brown hair. It felt so comforting to be close to him again.

I slowly pulled myself into him and placed both of my arms tenderly around his neck. With a surge of need I hadn't felt before, I grasped him hard, hugging him with all it was worth as silent tears ran down my cheeks, soaking his shirt.

He grasped my back hard, and I could feel his wet tears gently falling in my hair. We were grasping each other with a need both of us had had for three years. I squeezed hard, grasping his Rooney shirt and taking in that Dove soap smell he always had radiating from him. I hung on for dear life.

Michael POV:

As she put both of her arms around my neck, I didn't know what to expect next. Was she going to kiss me? Or give me a peck on the cheek and say she was sorry but she didn't love me anymore.

I was shocked, but pleasantly surprised, when she hugged me, with a ferocity I didn't know she possessed. Silent tears flowed down he cheeks, soaking through my shirt and surrounding my heart with warmth. I hugged her back with the same feel. The strawberry scent of her shampoo filled my nostrils, sending back memories I hadn't thought about in a long time. I started silently crying, unable to hold back to tears any longer. I pressed her hair against her cheek, slowly rubbing her back, as she broke out into sobs. God I had waited a long time for this. I rocked back and forth holding her closely, silent tears continuing to fall. It felt so good to have her in my arms.

But then I decided to make a move. I wasn't going to hug her forever. I wanted her love back. I slowly stopped rocking and pushed her shaking body away and looked her straight in the eyes. I knew what I had to do.

I cupped her faced gently in my hands and pulled her in close. This was it. I tenderly placed my lips on hers, gently kissing her. I couldn't stop and I continued into a full fledged passionate kiss. It as if I had been off love heroine for three years and finally had it back again. (A/N- Disclaimer: love heroine is an idea I got from the film Notting Hill with Julia Roberts and Hugh Grant. It is in no way my idea)

At first she was shocked, but then she returned my kiss with a passion that I hadn't felt for a long time. Her hands traveled further into my hair, gently combing it with her fingers. My hands shifted down to her hips and I could have sworn we held that kiss for hours. Both of us had waited a very long time for this.

She came up for air, breathing heavily, her lip gloss smudged and her hair carefully disheveled by my traveling hands.

And with a hoarse but confident voice she proclaimed,

"Michael- I don't want to live a half life anymore."

I then I knew it.

I had fought for happiness and love and I had won.

I had my Mia back.

A/N: Wipes away tear I love happy endings! That was a fun chapter to write and I'm sure you are pleased by the length! But for those of you craving more love heroine, don't worry! The story is not over! Well it's very close... But I'm sure I can add a couple more chapters for your pleasure. ;) Anyway again I want to send out a big thanks to all of my reviewers, especially to those who write comments for every chapter; I really appreciate it! Also, the song I used in the last chapter was from the What A Girl Wants sound track in answer to kristinmilly's question. Please give me reviews on this chapter! Many thanks and happy reading!