Note: told from Guinevere's POV, last chapter before the end! Enjoy

Disclaimer: nope still nothing

What Heaven Is...

Chapter 14- "Last Confessions"

I almost wept when his lips met mine again. My Knight was with me again, and I wished for nothing more.

This is heaven for me.

He pulled away from me, and the happiness vanished.

"We were done…"

I didn't want to hear his words for I knew that this, us, would end yet again. His eyes locked with mine, as he turned from the window.

Tell him…tell him something.

My world collapsed at his next words.

"I want nothing to do…"

He didn't have to finish, I knew what he meant.

You don't mean this!

I fought back the urge to run into his arms, to let myself collapse against his body, and know that everything would be ok. It wouldn't be ok, I could tell by the look in his eyes. I fought back the tears and we spoke for a few moments longer before I took my leave from him. I slammed the door behind me, and shrunk down in front of it; I drew my knees to my chest and rested my forehead on them. I took a few deep breaths to soothe myself before I got up. I knew he would find the letter, and read the words that I had written last night, written as tears flowed freely from my eyes.

I straightened myself and walked away from his room, and also walking away from the man that held the key to my now locked heart.

"Guinevere?"

I looked up from the table as Arthur walked in. I smiled at and he kneeled at my side. He gently placed his hand on my stomach and smiled, his eyes danced in the firelight, nothing seemed able to dampen his spirits. I felt a smile tug on the sides of my mouth and I put my hand on his.

"You've brought more happiness into my life that I ever hoped for. I love you Guinevere." Arthur spoke softly.

I felt my heart breaking at his words. He looked up at me, tears gleaming in the light.

"I couldn't ask for more."

I leaned in to kiss him softly, like I had millions of times, but as my lips touched his, the others face flashed before me.

Arthur pulled away from me,

"What should we name our child?" he asked.

Lancelot.

I smiled softly,

"I haven't though about it my love." I responded.

Arthur nodded and squeezed my hand before we both turned towards the fire.

I looked skyward and sighed. Please help me through this…if there really is a god, help me through this time.

I looked back towards my husband and felt the twinge of pain run through my heart. What was I doing to myself again? Why wouldn't I stop this game I was playing?

Because you love both of them, but one of them is more important now, and you know this…