Wow. Yeah...I haven't updated in a while. I don't really have an excuse, I've just been lazy. You'll forgive me won't you?

So, Noelle Lugan called me a literary genius in her review. That's the nicest thing anyone's ever said to me in my whole, entire life. So thank you so much, this chapter is dedicated to you.

The disclaimer is the same...do you REALLY want me to type it all over again? No? Good. Thank you.

"Then, after I went to college, I became a psychiatrist. I'm trying to help people work out their problems, and learn how to do it without any help. I want them to be able to help themselves and the rest of the world. It's amazing how much good a single person can do, so when you multiply that by a lot...think of how much good that is." Will was saying as he sat next to Lyra in the grass. He looked at her, and laughed to himself. "Ok, so I've been talking a lot now. What's been up with you?"

Lyra blushed crimson. "Well...I finished college."

"What'd you major in?" Will asked, prompting her. She muttered something under her breath. "What?"

"Writing." She said.

Will smiled brilliantly and she blushed more. "Wow! Did you write anything?"

She nodded. "I wrote about you...and me...and Mary...and the dust. They wouldn't let me sell is as my autobiography, or as non fiction. They said that no one would buy it then. So I had to sell it as fiction. But I hope that someone will think hard enough and decide that it's not. That it's true, and it's happened, and it's still happening though lessened. And then they'll decide to learn more about it. They'll become educated and they're eyes will open to the facts that are going on around them."

Lyra spoke about her craft with such a passion that Will was amazed. He drank up the sound of her voice, and the sight of her beautiful eyes sparkling as she spoke. He couldn't believe that he was sitting next to her...and that it was real.

"Will? Will are you even paying attention?" Lyra was asking as she waved her hand back and forth in front of his face.

"Yeah, I am. Kind of." She glared at him. "Did I mention that you look very, very nice?"

Her face softened, and she smiled. "No, thank you." She looked down and then did a double take. "Oh no," she whispered.

"What?" he asked concerned.

"I have to go." She said, getting up and walking off as fast as her heels would let her.

"Wait, why? What's wrong? I thought..." he must have sounded pitiful because she turned around and walked back to him.

"Will...I have things to take care of if we're going to make something out of this. You have to let me take care of them. Ok?" she said, putting her hand on his cheek.

He looked at her in the wedding dress. He wanted her to wear that for him. He wanted to see her walk towards him in that dress...ok maybe in a different one since this was meant for Kevin...but he wanted it. Just like in the movies.

"Alright. Fine. But..." she cut him off.

"I'll find you later." She said before turning to walk away. She hurried off towards the direction of the church, where she knew Kevin would be. She only hoped that she could explain this well enough, so that he'd understand.

Alright...yes...short...I know. But the next chapter is going to be a longer one and I didn't want to have to combine them. So review and I'll put up the next chapter as soon as I get...hm...5 reviews.

Later guys...

Amy