AN: Sorry it's taken me so long to update, I've been waiting on my co-writer to get back online (computer malfunction). So here ya go and btw I don't own the song "Lift the Wings" from the Riverdance CD. Thanks are R&R!!!
The next morning Becky woke up feeling fresh and renewed, she looked around the room and saw Shane asleep in the wooden chair next to the bed. He must have slept there all night I can not remain here much longer. I am nothing but an inconvenience to everyone that I come in contact with. She laid her head back on the pillow and looked over at Shane but couldn't bare to watch his uncomfortable figure lying in such a cramped area so she turned her head to the opposite wall. Minutes later Shane slowly began to wake up and when he saw that his guest was also awake he smiled.
"Good monrin lady Becky." He cheerfully greeted. Becky looked over at him with unshed tears in her eyes, a blank expression on her face. "Lady Becky what is the matter?" He asked getting up from the chair and setting on the edge of the squeaky old bed. Becky adjusted the antique blanket over herself and sighed. "Nothin, it's nothin really." Shane gave her a unconvinced look but decided not to push the subject. He had only known her for a short time but he knew he knew she was the type of person that if she didn't want to talk then she wouldn't until she was ready. Many days had passed, Becky had forgotten how many because she was enjoying her time with Shane. Of course she thought about Kane everyday and never forgot about him, the pain from not knowing if he was alive or not ate away at her very soul. Thankfully Shane was there to ease some of the pain. He was funny, smart, everything an intelligent girl could ask for and after a while Becky almost found herself falling for the brown haired farmer. One night while Becky was sleeping, she had a vision of herself dancing, she was in her old room in Taker's estate. Standing up tall and stiff she started moving her feet, never once moving her upper body. Slowly the dance that her mother taught her so long ago came flooding back to her memory. Gracefully she glided across the floor, knees hitting her chest, feet moving in perfect time to the music that was playing in her head.
"Becky!!" Kane shouted disturbing her.
"Aye!?" Becky stopped in mid step turning to face Kane, surprised that he was there "How long have ye been standin there?" Becky panted.
"I've been calling your name for a while mi hermoso, what were you doing?" Becky blushed, she must have been in her own world because she didn't hear Kane calling her name.
"Haven't ye ever heard of dancin?" Becky asked finally gaining her breath back.
"Of course, but mi hermoso, that was not dancing. All you were doing was jumping around and not moving your upper body at all. Is there something wrong with your back?" Kane said coming out of the door way and sarcastically checking Becky's back to make sure she was ok.
"Oh Kane, stop it. That was the way my parents taught me to dance. Haven't ye ever heard the sayin 'Tall and straight my father taught me this is how we dance, Tall and straight my mother taught me this is how we dance.'?" Kane just shook his head and smiled.
"No, mi hermoso, I have not. I have never in my life seen anyone dance in that manner . Here let me show you how WE dance." Kane said taking her hand in his. He stood in front of Becky and began to a sort of waltz. Becky started laughing after the second time she stepped on his feet.
"Why are your feet moving like that? It makes no since to me." Becky honestly said. Kane laughed as well.
"Maybe one day we shall have a ball and you can teach me the way the Irish dance, and I will teach you one of our dances." Kane promised. Becky's eye's lit up in excitement.
"You can do that?" Becky asked getting excited.
"Yes I can mi hermoso. Everyday I learn something new about you, I did not know you enjoyed dancing."
"Of course I like dancin. My parents taught me a long time ago when I was but a wee thing." Becky's face fell in sadness when the memory of her family surfaced. Kane took her into a big hug, pressing her face into his chest.
"You have no idea how deeply I regret what happened to your family. I would take it back if I could, anything to keep that beautiful smile on your face." Becky had to smile at Kane's loving words.
"Thank you." She said and looked up at Kane. He placed a quick kiss on her lips then everything went black. Becky clung to Kane but only grabbed air. "Do not forget about me mi hermoso! Do not let our love die, do not forget!" Kane's haunting voice echoed in the darkness. Becky immediately opened her eyes and looked around, sadly she was still in Shane's room and not in lord Taker's home. She rolled over and saw Shane asleep on the floor next to the bed and almost cried. How could I have done this to Kane, fallin for another man? I can not do that to Kane. I refuse to do that to Kane. Becky vowed in her mind. The next morning Becky woke up the exact same time Shane did.
"Good mornin milady, how are ye feelin this mornin?" He always asked her the same question each morning.
"Very well milord, I think today is the day I can set off for my village." Becky proudly said. Shane's smile quickly fell from his face and he quickly jumped up from his spot on the floor.
"I am not so sure that yer ankle is in such a condition for ye to be traveling such a great distance. Why don't I put ye to the test," He paused, a smirk adorning his lips, "Dance with me." Becky's eyes lit up in shock, his request was to much like her dream where she was dancing with Kane.
"AAlright." She slowly got up, pausing to get her barrings while Shane moved his bed dressings from the floor and scooted the rickety old bed and rocking chair out of the way so they would have the entire floor to dance on. Once everything was clear Becky started to dance, just like she had done in her dream, when Shane had picked up on her movements he started dancing along with her. Together they moved like a stream would, graceful and elegant. The thumping of their bare feet on the wooden floor would have put any thunderstorm to shame. After a few turns they both ended on the same foot in the same position, panting heavily Shane asked Becky,
"Where did ye learn to dance like that?" Becky smiled a sad smile.
"My mother taught it to me, when I was a small child." She put her hands down and ran out of the house and into the green field in front of Shane's home, leaving Shane to stand by himself.
She can not leave, I will not allow her to leave. I have to stop her by any means necesary! He said to himself. Slowly he walked to where Becky was but stopped in the doorway when he heard Becky singing, her beautiful voice was filled with sorrow and pain.
"How can the small flowers grow,
If the wild winds blow,
And the cold snow is all around?
Where will the frail birds fly,
If their homes on high,
Have been torn down to the ground?
Lift the wings,
That carry me away from here and,
Fill the sail,
That brings the line to home.
But when I'm miles and miles apart from you,
I'm beside you, when I think of you,
a Stóirín, a Grá.
How can a tree stand tall,
If the rain won't fall,
To wash its branches down?
How can a heart survive,
Can it stay alive,
If its love's denied for long?
Lift the wings,
That carry me away from here and,
Fill the sail,
That brings the line to home.
But when I'm miles and miles apart from you,
I'm beside you, when I think of you,
a Stóirín,
And I'm with you as I dream of you,
a Stóirín,
And a song will bring me near to you,
a Stóirín, a Grá." Becky was in tears by that time, which caused her to collapse on the ground. Shane decided to let her cry it out alone, it was very clear that she was singing that song about someone she once loved and cared about deeply, and he would do everything in his power to make Becky's pain go away.
The next morning Becky woke up feeling fresh and renewed, she looked around the room and saw Shane asleep in the wooden chair next to the bed. He must have slept there all night I can not remain here much longer. I am nothing but an inconvenience to everyone that I come in contact with. She laid her head back on the pillow and looked over at Shane but couldn't bare to watch his uncomfortable figure lying in such a cramped area so she turned her head to the opposite wall. Minutes later Shane slowly began to wake up and when he saw that his guest was also awake he smiled.
"Good monrin lady Becky." He cheerfully greeted. Becky looked over at him with unshed tears in her eyes, a blank expression on her face. "Lady Becky what is the matter?" He asked getting up from the chair and setting on the edge of the squeaky old bed. Becky adjusted the antique blanket over herself and sighed. "Nothin, it's nothin really." Shane gave her a unconvinced look but decided not to push the subject. He had only known her for a short time but he knew he knew she was the type of person that if she didn't want to talk then she wouldn't until she was ready. Many days had passed, Becky had forgotten how many because she was enjoying her time with Shane. Of course she thought about Kane everyday and never forgot about him, the pain from not knowing if he was alive or not ate away at her very soul. Thankfully Shane was there to ease some of the pain. He was funny, smart, everything an intelligent girl could ask for and after a while Becky almost found herself falling for the brown haired farmer. One night while Becky was sleeping, she had a vision of herself dancing, she was in her old room in Taker's estate. Standing up tall and stiff she started moving her feet, never once moving her upper body. Slowly the dance that her mother taught her so long ago came flooding back to her memory. Gracefully she glided across the floor, knees hitting her chest, feet moving in perfect time to the music that was playing in her head.
"Becky!!" Kane shouted disturbing her.
"Aye!?" Becky stopped in mid step turning to face Kane, surprised that he was there "How long have ye been standin there?" Becky panted.
"I've been calling your name for a while mi hermoso, what were you doing?" Becky blushed, she must have been in her own world because she didn't hear Kane calling her name.
"Haven't ye ever heard of dancin?" Becky asked finally gaining her breath back.
"Of course, but mi hermoso, that was not dancing. All you were doing was jumping around and not moving your upper body at all. Is there something wrong with your back?" Kane said coming out of the door way and sarcastically checking Becky's back to make sure she was ok.
"Oh Kane, stop it. That was the way my parents taught me to dance. Haven't ye ever heard the sayin 'Tall and straight my father taught me this is how we dance, Tall and straight my mother taught me this is how we dance.'?" Kane just shook his head and smiled.
"No, mi hermoso, I have not. I have never in my life seen anyone dance in that manner . Here let me show you how WE dance." Kane said taking her hand in his. He stood in front of Becky and began to a sort of waltz. Becky started laughing after the second time she stepped on his feet.
"Why are your feet moving like that? It makes no since to me." Becky honestly said. Kane laughed as well.
"Maybe one day we shall have a ball and you can teach me the way the Irish dance, and I will teach you one of our dances." Kane promised. Becky's eye's lit up in excitement.
"You can do that?" Becky asked getting excited.
"Yes I can mi hermoso. Everyday I learn something new about you, I did not know you enjoyed dancing."
"Of course I like dancin. My parents taught me a long time ago when I was but a wee thing." Becky's face fell in sadness when the memory of her family surfaced. Kane took her into a big hug, pressing her face into his chest.
"You have no idea how deeply I regret what happened to your family. I would take it back if I could, anything to keep that beautiful smile on your face." Becky had to smile at Kane's loving words.
"Thank you." She said and looked up at Kane. He placed a quick kiss on her lips then everything went black. Becky clung to Kane but only grabbed air. "Do not forget about me mi hermoso! Do not let our love die, do not forget!" Kane's haunting voice echoed in the darkness. Becky immediately opened her eyes and looked around, sadly she was still in Shane's room and not in lord Taker's home. She rolled over and saw Shane asleep on the floor next to the bed and almost cried. How could I have done this to Kane, fallin for another man? I can not do that to Kane. I refuse to do that to Kane. Becky vowed in her mind. The next morning Becky woke up the exact same time Shane did.
"Good mornin milady, how are ye feelin this mornin?" He always asked her the same question each morning.
"Very well milord, I think today is the day I can set off for my village." Becky proudly said. Shane's smile quickly fell from his face and he quickly jumped up from his spot on the floor.
"I am not so sure that yer ankle is in such a condition for ye to be traveling such a great distance. Why don't I put ye to the test," He paused, a smirk adorning his lips, "Dance with me." Becky's eyes lit up in shock, his request was to much like her dream where she was dancing with Kane.
"AAlright." She slowly got up, pausing to get her barrings while Shane moved his bed dressings from the floor and scooted the rickety old bed and rocking chair out of the way so they would have the entire floor to dance on. Once everything was clear Becky started to dance, just like she had done in her dream, when Shane had picked up on her movements he started dancing along with her. Together they moved like a stream would, graceful and elegant. The thumping of their bare feet on the wooden floor would have put any thunderstorm to shame. After a few turns they both ended on the same foot in the same position, panting heavily Shane asked Becky,
"Where did ye learn to dance like that?" Becky smiled a sad smile.
"My mother taught it to me, when I was a small child." She put her hands down and ran out of the house and into the green field in front of Shane's home, leaving Shane to stand by himself.
She can not leave, I will not allow her to leave. I have to stop her by any means necesary! He said to himself. Slowly he walked to where Becky was but stopped in the doorway when he heard Becky singing, her beautiful voice was filled with sorrow and pain.
"How can the small flowers grow,
If the wild winds blow,
And the cold snow is all around?
Where will the frail birds fly,
If their homes on high,
Have been torn down to the ground?
Lift the wings,
That carry me away from here and,
Fill the sail,
That brings the line to home.
But when I'm miles and miles apart from you,
I'm beside you, when I think of you,
a Stóirín, a Grá.
How can a tree stand tall,
If the rain won't fall,
To wash its branches down?
How can a heart survive,
Can it stay alive,
If its love's denied for long?
Lift the wings,
That carry me away from here and,
Fill the sail,
That brings the line to home.
But when I'm miles and miles apart from you,
I'm beside you, when I think of you,
a Stóirín,
And I'm with you as I dream of you,
a Stóirín,
And a song will bring me near to you,
a Stóirín, a Grá." Becky was in tears by that time, which caused her to collapse on the ground. Shane decided to let her cry it out alone, it was very clear that she was singing that song about someone she once loved and cared about deeply, and he would do everything in his power to make Becky's pain go away.