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Chapter Nine: Love in An Elevator (literary!)

"Freya!" I call out. She turns round with tears down her face. She blows her nose on a tissue.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I believe there is a fly buzzing round my ear!" she frowns and starts walking away into the crowd. I follow her.

"Just listen!" I say. She turns to face me, scowling for Burmecia. "Look," I continue. "Why did you lie to me?"

"I didn't want to make a fuss. I was ashamed of myself." Freya answered, her face cracking. We stand staring at each other.

"I've missed you." I say. "How's Amarant?"

"Who?" Freya sneers.

"Oops. Guess he didn't take you back then?"

Freya starts crying again. "He's only gone off with another woman."

I raise my eyebrows. "Lani?"

Freya scoffs. "No, some other woman. They're gonna get married, he told me."

I run a hand through my hair. "I'm sorry, Freya."

"You don't have to apologise."

"Freya – look – thanks for proving my innocence."

"I didn't do it for you," Freya narrows her eyes. "I did it because I wanted to bring justice to Snoddly."

I put my hands on her shoulders and make her look at me. Our noses are nearly touching.

"Freya…come back home. It's quiet without you. Gus and I miss you, please." I whisper.

Freya wriggles free. "Don't you use the charm on me, Fratley. I can see right through you." And se goes into the crowd.

"But I need you!" I cry. She doesn't turn around so I decide to give up on her. I'm rubbish at this aren't I?

We go back into the courtroom to hear the verdict. The judge asks the jury to give their verdict.

"Actually," the spokesman says, "We have three verdicts. Firstly we find Sir Fratley Enrite…not guilty." Everyone cheers, and I can hear Gus whooping.

"Secondly we find Miss Freya Crescent…not guilty, since the attack was self defense." Freya hides her face.

"Thirdly, we find Lord Snoddly Cumbington…guilty. For the crime of rape."

The judge faces Snottly.

"Snoddly Cumbington, I sentence you to 10 years in jail!" he announces. Snottly hangs his head in shame.

I can't believe it. I'm free. FREE!

When Snottly is being taken away, he says to me, "Fratley. I would just like you to know that I am proud to have had you as my pupil assistant." And he is lead away.

"You know, if you take away the whole 'sleeping with girls' bit, he's actually quite a nice guy…" I say to Gus and Nina. I've tried to look for Freya but she must have left as soon as the trial ended.

"Come on boys. Let's go home so I can bake you some Cleyra cookies!" Nina smiles. Gus beams at me.

"Nina's moving in. You don't mind, do you?" he asks.

"Sure! Nina can move in! There's room for all!" I grin.

We come up to the escalators and lifts. Nina and Gus start to go on the escalator.

"Hey come on Frats!" Nina calls.

"Competition!" I call back. "Race you – you two on that, me in the lift!" They agree so I wait for the lift.

I get in but get a huge shock when I see who's in with me.

"AAAAAGH! I mean, HELLO!" I yell. Freya moans when she sees me. She starts to go out but the doors close and the lift starts moving.

"Great," she mutters. "Looks like it's just us two going down together."

"Hey Freya," I ask, "Where are you going to go?" Freya shrugs her shoulders.

"Don't ask me to move back in with YOU."

She comes up to me and yells in my face, "I NEVER WANT ANYTHING TO DO WITH YOU ANYMORE!" Suddenly there is a jolt and the lift suddenly stops. Freya shrieks and grabs my arm.

"What was that?" she squeaks.

"You yelled and scared the lift." I say sarcastically. I shut up when I see her face.

I walk over to the control panel. "We're not on any floors. Kind of halfway." I state. Suddenly there is a DING-DONG from the intercom and a woman's voice goes out.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, we apologise for the inconvenience made. The lifts will not be working for another hour or so. So here's some music." And music starts playing.

"HOUR! Oh, of all the people I had to get stuck in a lift with!" Freya frowns. I am offended…my stuck-in-lift jokes aren't that bad.

"You're…wearing ANGEL." I sniff the air. Freya blushes.

"Yeah…well…I bought a new bottle as I lost my old one." I pull out of my pockets two bottles of ANGEL – Freya's and mine.

"Oh…there it is." Freya blushes even more.

"You're nearly as red as I am!" I joke. I look in the mirror on the side and touch my red cheek gingerly. Freya walks over and looks at it.

"I didn't think the slap was that hard." She admits. "I'm sorry."

"No Freya," I say, stopping her. "If there's anyone who should be saying sorry, it's me. I've really screwed up everything. You have no home, no fiancé, all because of me. Freya…you know when Snottly…raped you…are you…?"

Freya sighs and shakes her head. "Thankfully no, I'm not pregnant. Besides, if I was I would have aborted it."

I nod at this.

"Fratley – you don't have to apologise for anything. If it's anyone's fault it's mine – I was the one who brought Amarant here."

"I was screwing things before you came."

"I made them worse."

"No," I answer. "You made them better."

Freya looks up at me. "I did?" she wonders.

She sits down so I sit down next to her, stroking her face.

"Yes," I finally reply. "I wad won in the dumps before you came but when you did come along – I was happier. I lost all worries. But then Amarant broke up with you, and when you were sad, I was sad. But you hung on, and I would have been with you until the end of my life – even further – but then this happened."

Freya listens to my speech and her eyes shine with pride.

"It's hot, isn't it?" she asks, fanning herself. The air conditioning is off so it is quite warm. I take off my suit jacket and throw it onto a bag that says FIRE BLANKET. Freya also takes off her suit jacket and throws it next to mine.

"I like your tie," she laughs. I look down at it. It is purple with orange stripes.

"What, THIS crap?" I ask, one eyebrow raised in a you-must-be-joking expression. "It was just a freebie from the jail guys. They think pink and bright green make a suitable tie for work."

We have a little laugh about this. To show my infuriation with the tie I take it off and chuck it next to my jacket.

"Can't wait to go home." I mutter. Freya stares at me, thinking.

I say it for her. "Last chance." I say. "Do you want to go with me, or live on your own?"

"Oh, damn it, alright! I'll go with you! It's better than needing to get a job as well." Freya gives in. She changes the subject swiftly.

"So, now that Cumbington in prison, who's going to be your master at work?"

"You'll never guess! Trotsworthy!" I say, happily about work for once. Freya and I 'hi-five'.

Suddenly the music changes to "Fly High". Freya stands up and so do I. She stares at me.

"Why are you being so nice to me, after what I said?" she says. I shrug my shoulders.

"When someone's in love with another, they don't care what the other says; they just want to be with them."

I recite. Freya's ears prick up.

"That's from Handfuls of Stars by Lord Avon! How did you remember that?"

"It's my favorite quote." I reply. Freya seems to recite it in her head. I've added a secret message to that quote. Freya's eyes widen as she realises and looks at me confused.

"You…love me?" she asks, and her eyes go all shiny.

I try to say something, but my throat is dry and croaky. So I nod, smiling.

Freya walks up to me and pushes my hair from my face.

"Wait!" I suddenly realise. "Just a sec." And I look up at the security camera in the corner. I unplug the cable so it's disconnected from the main security room. Hee hee…

Freya's looking puzzled. "But you don't love me." She argues. "You said you didn't want anything romantic to do with me."

"Yeah, well, I lied." I say. Freya looks up hopefully.

"How much?" she whispers in my ear.

I go over and kiss her cheek, quickly. I then pull out her ponytail so her long silver hair comes crashing down onto her shoulders. She looks up at me. Then, as if we were back in the kitchen the time I rejected her, she strokes my lips with a finger. I decide to play with the game and kiss her fingers lightly, and then I kiss up her arm, up her neck and everywhere on her face. Then I gaze deeply into her eyes, and say tenderly, "This much," and pull her in fiercely for a passionate kiss. My arms wrap around her, my hands everywhere.

When we pull back, we stare into each other's eyes, both full of love and rapture. I start to kiss her neck, down to the bit where it joins with the shoulders, the sensitive bit.

What am I doing…before I can help myself I start to unbutton her shirt.

"What are you doing?" Freya gasps.

"Loving you." I reply between kisses. I kiss the fur below her neck, the part that has now been uncovered as Freya throws her head back. Still kissing round the neck, I slowly take of f her shirt and caress her arms. In return she takes off my shirt.

I know what's going to happen now, ahem…

Thank gods the lift people aren't watching this bit; I don't really think they would eat after seeing this. Plus it would make a good blackmail opportunity…

I hope the other lift hasn't stopped next to ours; they would find it quite strange with the fits of giggles emitting from it. I mean after lovingly 'disrobing' each other we…we…I don't really want to say but you can imagine what happens next can't you? Well at least you pervy people can…

An hour later (ahem) I lie on the floor underneath the ol' FIRE BLANKET with Freya, her head on my chest, her eyes closed.

"You ok, lover?" I simper down at her. Yes, I CAN call her that now!

"I am now." Freya murmurs, and she looks up at me, smiling.

"Well?" I ask. "Was I better than Snottly?"

Freya caresses my face. "Duh," she rolls her eyes. Well, I mean we HAVE just declared our love in the most (ahem) physical way possible, so ya boo sucks to you, Snottly! What with the kissing and the rolling about….

(Mel: SHUT UP FRATLEY; DO NOT MAKE THIS FIC AN 18!)

I grin and kiss her forehead. Suddenly the phone on the control panel rings. I pick it up and Gus's voice comes through.

"Frats? You alright in there?" she says, laughing a bit.

"Yeah," I reply. "Why?"

"Your camera ain't working."

"Hi Gus!" Freya calls out.

"Is that Freya with you!" Gus says.

"Yup." I reply. Freya cuddles closer to me and starts kissing my face. I gently push her away so Gus doesn't get suspicious (ahem).

"So," Gus says after a silence. "What have you two been up to?" I hear Nina laugh in the background.

"We just had a little heart to heart and Freya's ok now about the whole thing." I make up. Well it is true…

"Anyway, when is the lift going to work?"

"Any minute now Frats. Well, see you at the ground floor." Gus replies, and the phone does the funny prrrt sound.

I put it back in the panel, silent. Freya looks up at me.

"When?" she asks.

"Any minute now." I croak. We look at each other.

"CRAP we yell in unison.

"Well, that was the fastest 'getting dressed' I've ever done!" I mutter to Freya as we step out of the lift. She gets into another fit giggles.

Nina and Gus wave at us and point at some cheeseburgers on the table they're sitting at outside the restaurant. Freya and I go over and sit down. Gus is struggling not to laugh at us. Hmmm what's so obvious…I will check afterwards and if he doesn't have a good excuse he will be in trouble…

"Freya, your makeup is running! Come on; let's go to the toilets to clean it off." Nina says, and she takes Freya by the hard tom the toilets.

When they are out of earshot Gus bursts laughing at me. I raise an eyebrow at him.

"What?" I ask, peeved.

"I'm sorry," Gus chuckles, "but I don't really believe you when you say you've only had a heart to heart with Freya." He leans back in his chair. "Seems to me you've had a lips to lips!"

"I…well…how did you find out?" I give up. I can't hold it in forever, can I?

"Nowhere, it's just that there's lipstick smeared round your mouth." Gus smiles.

"Ah…um…yes…" I realise he is right and dash to the toilets myself. Oopsie…

After washing the "lipstick" off I go back to join Gus. Nina and Freya have gone back and Freya's blushing so I guess the secret's out (after only 5 minutes of having it!) and I sit down.

"Alright," I say. "It may seem weird, but Freya and I love each other very much, and…this seemed like the only way to prove to each other how much." Guys is finding it veery hard not laugh.

"Actually," I continue, "We did a LOT more than just kissing."

Gus and Nina's eyes widen and jaws drop.

"IN AN ELEVATOR!" they yell.

"Yeah!" I grin, putting my two thumbs up.

So we all go home (YES! THE SAME HOUSE FOR ALL OF US) and that night Freya and I watch the stars glitter.

"I love you more than you could ever think…Frats." Freya says. I am surprised. That's the first time she's ever called me Frats.

I kiss her tenderly "Love you too," I murmur. We embrace each other, looking up at the moon.

Freya and I are together. Gus and Nina are together. Ammy's happy. Snottly's away for a very long time.

Things are finally going my way.

HELLO WORLD.


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Mel: BTW I am starting a new fanfic
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