Chapter 11
By Interested
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GRAMMAR ALERT: I'll still have grammar/spelling trouble, so please bare with me. I wrote most of this at like 3 in the morning.
A/N: Please review, don't be harsh.
A/N2: Since I'm writer, I'm the god of it, so I can mess with time, so if the timeline of episodes doesn't add up, ignore it. Hope you enjoyed reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it, here's the conclusion.
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Epilogue)
&&&With a flash of light, Roxton suddenly found himself in past, the same area he had the argument with Marguerite, turning around he then saw the pissed heiress storming off. Once he quickly snapped out of his haze, he ran up and grabbed Marguerite and swung her around to face him. Which Marguerite had expected rage to appear in his expression, thinking that he was not finished arguing with her, but was shocked to only see pain and fear on his face. While she was ready to retort a rude comment, but Roxton then suddenly threw her off gaured, as he hugged her tightly as she hugged back reluctantly, confused in his sudden change in manor.
"John?"
She questioned lightly. He only whispered into her ear, saying,
"Don't go, please don't go."
When they finally got back to the tree house, Marguerite was worried about Roxton; he didn't seem to be himself all day, he had went on doing his normal chores, barely saying a word, but she couldn't help seeing the sadness in his eyes, the same look he had when he would think of the death of his brother. Roxton sighed, as he stood, staring at the gold medallion for one last time, as it was what had brought Marguerite to the plateau in the first place. Roxton then walked to the fire stove and threw the ouroboros into it, as he watched it melt into nothing.
&&&The explores had a relatively quiet dinner, Challenger talked about his latest experiment as veronica mentioned the need to work on the elevator lift, which was moving slower than usual. It was a seemingly normal day, for the plateau anyway, when the night quickly came. Marguerite walked out to the balcony seeing Roxton staring out into the night's sky. Roxton wondered if what he had been through was a dream or his imagination, as his memory was becoming hazy, as the others had no memory of it. He couldn't believe that the plateau could have gotten into the state that it was.
"Mind if I join you?"
Marguerite asked, standing beside him.
"Some company would nice, especially if it was yours."
He replied, as Marguerite looked away as she blushed. She then looked up at Roxton; concern was written on her face, as she asked,
"What happened today? First you were ready to chew my head off, then a minute later you looked like you had just lost someone, what's going on in that head of yours?"
She asked sincerely. Roxton sighed, pulling Marguerite closer to him,
"Let's just say I've seen things that made me realize, that at the moment nothing more important than just being able to love you," he said bringing Marguerite into a deep kiss before she could say a word.
The End
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