One More Night

(A/N: A second chapter, by request of so many reviewers!Thanks for all of the encouragement, I dedicate this chapter to everyone who reviewed! Thanks! Enjoy Chapter 2 all of you!

P.S. The title is taken from the Phil Collins song 'One More Night'. I wanted to put a Phil C song in this and that one just seemed to fit. Oh, by the way...I don't own it, lol. I also have no legal rights to the other Phil Collins lyrics from 'Two Hearts', or from the Tarzan film masterpiece, 'Two Worlds'. His songs do wonders to the fiction mind.)

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"I've never told that to anyone before."

The following night, Jane still couldn't believe that she had explained all about her traumatised situation between her, and Beatrice Whitdown, her Finishing School 'bully', as Tarzan liked to put it. She could always remember thinking to herself about telling someone, but it usually slipped her mind, or that she broke out into a cold sweat just considering the option. Maybe she was a bully, and Jane never knew it. Or she did know it...she just didn't want to think it.

It was times like this that she would think back to Eleanor, Greenly and Hazel, and wonder if they ever remembered Beatrice the way she did. They never seemed to be offended by her much, but had always understood how Jane felt. It was probably the reason why they always happened to be with her whenever Beatrice was around. It sounded strange, but Jane hated the way she felt as if they were protecting her too much, though it was an act out of good.

When they hadn't been there though, on the other hand...it was horrible.

Her sentence to Tarzan caused him to dart his attention across her way, listening to her every words, as if he were wondering what they meant. "Well, I think you should have," he said.

"Oh, I know you do...but what could I say? It was hard," Jane answered back, keeping her hands busy as she neatened the ragged curtains, clearing her throat a little. Somehow, she felt rather embarrassed about the whole thing, just letting it all out as she did. She wondered if she were to do that every time now that she heard the same name. She didn't really want to spend her life judging every Beatrice that came into earshot.

Not everyone was the same.

Tarzan sighed again. "There's just one thing I don't understand."

"Oh? What's that?"

"Why did you tell me? Why not your father...why me?" He hoped that he wasn't bringing too much upon her, or that the fact that he sounded surprised, even...or curious was a better word.

Jane didn't know what to say. She gave him a sort of blank look, appearing confused herself. Then she gave a slow, forced sigh and gazed at the floor, an absent expression on her face, and in her eyes before they hit the ground. "I suppose it was because I didn't know what to say to Daddy," she said quietly. "I wasn't sure how he would take it, if you know what I mean. He could have said anything to Beatrice, or her parents, and make matters worse. I didn't want any of that."

"But, that still means..."

"Oh, I know what you're going to say, Tarzan," Jane interrupted. "She was a bully, and we both know that now. But you really don't have to say it whenever you get new evidence."

Tarzan actually laughed. "You still haven't answered yet."

"What haven't I?" Jane asked, feeling lost. She couldn't remember.

"Why Jane told Tarzan...instead of her father," he answered straight, and laughing once more at the returning look on his wife's face, as she searched for a decent comeback to provide him with. He knew that he shouldn't change the subject to suit his own needs, it got everyone all confused. But he felt that he should say what had to be said.

Jane gave Tarzan a kind smile, her words escaping in whispers. "Do you really want to know?"

He nodded, wondering why she seemed to be smiling at him in so much friendship and love.

"Because I felt I could trust you, Tarzan," she finished softly, walking over to her husband and taking his head in her hands, looking deep into his eyes with a comforting approach. "It wasn't that I didn't trust Daddy, I did. I still do. I was just afraid that he would cause more trouble, as he sometimes does...even though it's not his fault. I just thought Beatrice would give up on me, eventually, and leave me alone. So I never told Daddy what was happening, he never found out, and even to this very day he hasn't a clue."

Tarzan remained silent, somehow seeing it from Jane's point of view.

"It was probably the wrong thing to do," she continued, "I should have told her how I felt, I might have been able to end it on my own. But something inside of me...just wouldn't." She felt her eyes growing heavy with tears and tried to hide them from Tarzan's watchful sight by blinking, only to cause them to run a little down her cheeks.

Horrified by this, Tarzan suppressed a supportive look before bringing his hands up to hold over hers, stroking the backs of her hands gently for comfort. "Come on, Jane," he kindly murmured. "Don't cry. Please...please don't cry. It's all over now."

"I know - I'm sorry," Jane quickly apologized, removing her hands from Tarzan's face and wiping her own, though his were still placed gently on her cheeks. "I didn't know it bothered me so much. I thought I was over it." She gave a sigh.

"I think you are."

Jane looked back up into his eyes, studying them for a moment. Then she smiled. "Sometimes, you say the sweetest things, Tarzan," she said. "Even though they show no meaning."

Tarzan now stood up, so that he towered tall over her. "Meanings don't matter," he said deeply.

Jane felt her heart contract with love as she continued to stare upwards, still feeling the warm, but inviting heat from his hands on her face. She gulped a little, before shutting her eyes and placing her own palms on his chest, a slow smile warily crossing her face. "Of course they do," she whispered, her voice soft and gentle.

They shared a sweet-tinted kiss together after that, a sensation of wonder and promise, which reminded them all the more why they loved one another. As they held one another in their arms, the memory of their marriage lasted strong in their hearts, the possession they shared that they each had one another, and would never part for someone else.

Parting from the kiss, Tarzan took Jane's face in his hands, and placed his forehead onto hers, eyes shut. Jane smiled, doing the same, her hands still resting on her husband's chest. She heard Tarzan's voice, and the memories that followed.

"Two worlds," he told her quietly, as if he had never forgotten them.

Jane sighed happily, his words ringing in her ears like a soft bell. "One family," she replied.

"Two hearts," he said.

"Believing in just one mind," she answered.

"Until the end of time," they both whispered together, the sensation spreading from deep inside.

Jane actually released an unknown giggle, her eyes still shut. "You remembered," she murmured quietly, her voice full of content. "You remembered those very words." She wanted to laugh and cry all at the same time, her body brimming with happiness.

Tarzan grinned at her sentences. "How could I ever forget them?" he asked kindly, kissing her forehead with a light touch of his lips. "We spoke them at our wedding, remember?"

"Yes. Yes, we did."

"Terk was forever giving me a hard time," he carried on. "She kept saying I was nervous, that I wasn't ready. I have to say that I was a little worried about something, though...but you would just think it's stupid," he finished clumsily.

Jane now held an expression of new concern. "No, I would never. Go on...please tell me."

"Well..." Tarzan began slowly, "I was worried that you weren't going to turn up. I was afraid at the last minute, you had changed your mind...that you thought I wasn't what you wanted after all. That you wanted someone more...civilised."

"Oh, Tarzan." Jane didn't know what else to say. What could she say?

She lowered her head a little, feeling lost for words, when Tarzan let loose a handsome smile and a grin was placed upon his face, shining down at Jane and causing her to look upwards at him, especially when he placed another kiss on her forehead.

"Then I saw you come," he muttered quietly. "And everything was perfect again. My fear went."

Jane presented him with another giggle, and a sensitive smile. "So did mine. You can't imagine the possibilities that rushed through my head...they became sillier as they went. I was afraid too, Tarzan. I was afraid that you wouldn't want me." She fell silent.

Instead of a reply, Tarzan pulled her close to his chest, locking her securely into another fond embrace. They stood like that for a while, rocking quietly back and forth, as if almost dancing a slow dance together. Then, among the peacefulness, Tarzan's voice rang out softly. Though he had been raised in the jungle from infanthood, his words were wiser than the most prudent Englishman.

"Look where the risks from our fears have brought us to," he muttered finally.

Jane smiled and shut her eyes again, her head pressed against his chest as they shared the same hug. She suddenly let loose a ripe laugh which was pretty, and dainty just to listen to. "This reminds me of when we first met," she said. "Remember? In the tree? I can hear your heartbeat."

Tarzan nodded, grinning too. More forgotten memories, though they were never really forgotten.

Placing one of his gorilla-like hands over Jane's chest, over her own heart, he felt it's pulse through his skin, giving him a new energy of life whenever he heard it...or even felt it beat. "Two hearts, Jane," he told her softly, his voice a calm whisper. "I can hear yours too. It's what brought us together." There was a comforting silence, which kept for a few minutes.

Then, Jane spoke. "Together forever," she told him lovingly, her smile broadening.

"Until the end of time."

To be continued

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(A/N: Yes, I know this chapter didn't have any flashbacks like the first one, but clearly just Tarzan and Jane reminding one another of things that happened in the past. I will try and introduce more characters in the next chapter...that is, if people want me to. : smile : I can say I am continuing this, there are a few more parts left to go before completion. Thanks for all the support, everyone!)