Wow. Guys. Hi. Yeah. You guys must absolutely hate me. So I guess I should start off by totally apologizing for blowing this off. I realize that I haven't updated in about forever, but I lost my notebook. I had it at school, in the gym locker room and then I came back and it was gone. Who in their right mind would steal a fan fiction notebook…I have no idea.

By the way guys…has anyone seen Ken Jennings commercial? The one for Cingular? Hehe. I love it.

So anyway, on with the story.

Lyra entered the church as she had just hours before. Slowly and unsurely. She looked around. It seemed empty and ominous as her eyes slowly located Kevin seated in the first pew, praying. Picking up the hem of her dress she slowly walked down the aisle and sat down next to him. Startled, he looked up.

"Lyra!" he exclaimed. "Where have you been?" he asked enveloping her in a hug. She closed her eyes and a small smile crept across her face unconsciously.

"I…had some things to take care of," she replied as he let her go.

"Well, now you're back! I've talked to the owner of the church, and he said that he has a slot that we could use a little later on. Of course it will cost us money since we didn't use the one we had for today, but I talked to my father and he said that he'd deal with that, he just wants us to be happy. And I talked to the caterers and the florists and they said that-"

Lyra just listened as he talked…babbled. He'd taken care of everything. He always did. He always knew exactly what she needed and when she needed it. He knew when she was in one of her moods, and he knew what she did every year and why she needed to do it. He understood and that was why she loved him.

She shook her head slightly and tuned into what he was saying. "Kevin stop," she replied. "I don't…I don't know if I'm quite ready to marry you now. I-"

Kevin looked at her shocked. "What? But Lyra, just a few hours ago you and I were going to-"

"I know. Kev, I left to see someone. We were in the church and I was standing next to you all prepared to say I do. But, I felt something and I had to go. When I…when I got to the bench I saw what I knew I would." She'd seen his face tighten up when she mentioned the bench and she knew why. He knew what it represented for her and he knew what his competition was now.

"Lyra, I've been very patient with you," he began. "I've let you do your thing when you needed to do it. But you and I can be really happy if you would just let the past rest!"

"But Will isn't the past anymore Kevin. Will is here. He's in our world now. He somehow worked together with Mary and he found a way to get here."

The shock that registered on Kevin's face was undeniable, and huge. "He's here?" he asked quietly. Lyra nodded but didn't say a word. "Where is he?"

She looked at him confused. "He's settling into his hotel. He needs to accustom himself to it."

Kevin nodded, processing this information. "Ok. When will I meet him?"

Now it was Lyra's turn to be shocked. "Meet him? You want to meet him?"

"Lyra, I want you to be happy. I really think that you and I could be happy. You make me happy. You know that. I love you, I really do, but if you need time, then that's what I'm going to give you. I'm not an idiot, I know what I have. So I'm going to let you figure this out. But I don't want you to just disappear now. I want to keep talking to you."

Lyra looked at him. "Kev that's…that's…" She didn't know exactly what it was. Her heart grew with love for him that she was giving her what she needed, time. But she wasn't sure how comfortable she was with him meeting Will.

"I'm meeting him Lyra. Take it or we have nothing."

She studied his face. "Ok. You're on. I'll talk to him about it."

He grinned and wrapped his arms around her shoulders and kissed the top of her head. Then he turned around and walked away leaving Lyra staring at the candles that flickered in an otherwise dim church.

So. Yeah. The next chapter will be good. I promise!