A bang from downstairs startles you from your restless slumber. You glance over at the clock on the side and groan, its three in the morning. You close your eyes but then there is that bang again. You are fully awake now, weapon in one hand and a candle in the other, ready to defend yourself.

You stealthily exit your bedroom but stop on the landing as someone is ascending upstairs. Your heart is beating rapidly in your chest and blood is pounding in your ears but your hold your resolve. The intruder reaches the top of the landing and that is when you yell and hit them with the wooden tool.

Your voice and sudden light startle the intruder.

However, he is not an intruder. He lives here with you. He is back. After a year, two months, three weeks, and five days, he is here standing in your landing.

"Hey, Malon! Calm down, it is me!" He says in his defence.

Without thinking you drop your weapon and run towards him jumping into his arms. You cling to him and in desperation pray you are not dreaming. You have dreamed about your reunion too much and the pain of him never actually being there kills you a little bit more each time.

It is when he wraps his arms around you that you finally know he is real.

You cannot stop the tears from flowing and cry into his chest. He pulls away slightly and holds your face in his hands.

You see his emerald eyes.

You see her chocolate ones.

For so long you have both yearned for each other and now, you are reunited. Your lips claim each other's in a furious battle of longing. You get to see her eyes again, those eyes you so longed for when you left her sleeping in that bed.

She wraps her legs around your waist and her arms around your neck as you support her.

She is the first to pull away. The soft light from her fallen candle illuminates you in your own world.

"I love you, I've missed you so much, I love you. I love you." She repeats tightening you in her embrace her fingers tracing your face. "Please, tell me this is real, please tell me you are real."

You take in everything, her touch, her scent, and her heart beating against yours. Everything that you've missed and longed for so much.

"I am real." You reply. "I love you."

Her tears mirror your own that cascade down her face.

She is still in your arms and she can stay there for as long as she likes for all you care. You have missed her too much to let her go anytime soon.

"What happened? Are you ok? What about Gannondorf?" She reels off questions.

They are insignificant now, now that she is here.

"Gone." You merely state.

You cannot believe he has just said that.

"Gone?" You ask again, echoing.

"Gone." He confirms.

"You did it!" You praise a teary smile on your lips.

"No, I didn't do it." He corrects. "You did it. If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have the ability to kill him. I wouldn't have had the strength to carry on. Love was what killed him, my love for you and each time I questioned why I was there, each time I felt like deserting or giving up I just remembered you here alone without me and I... I did it for you."

"You've been gone such a long time." You say and you burst into tears again.

You hate the fact that it has been so long.

He soothes and with you still wrapped around him carries you into your bedroom. He lays you both down on the bed and hewraps his arms around youpulling you closer to his body. You cry against him for all the pain you have felt and the grief that has been caused but mainly because he is back.

Back with you. Where he belongs.

After a while your crying subsides and you look up into his face memorising everything, as you were scared you were going to forget him.

You claim his lips again soft, slow and sensual to begin with but that soon turns into a craving passion.

"Show me." You whisper against his lips while at the same time attempting to remove his shirt. "Show me how much you love me."

That night, the night you came back you make love to her. Devoid of her touches for so long your body is screaming for her. The slightest contact, caress or stroke sends your skin crazy.

Afterwards, you hold her in your arms relishing once again in her touch, she's about to speak but you do not want to ruin the moment.

"Let's go to sleep." You say but at once regret it.

The panic that flashed in her eyes breaks your heart and you immediately know what she is thinking as she voices the question.

"But what if you're not here when I wake up?" She pleads.

"I will be." You reassure.

"Promise?"

"I promise."

You wait till she has drifted off in your arms before closing your eyes.

You both know that your place will be here together forever and always and not even in death will you part.