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Continuing: Ann gets brought home back Jack. Ann's point of view.

I stood stock-still staring at Kong on the ground.Tears ran freely down my face. I was numb. All I heard was my sobs, all I thought of was my love for Kong, and all I felt was my pain.Kong's pain. Jack's grief. Then, Jack's arms.

"Oh...Jack..." I sobbed into his jacket once more.

I stood there for hours until the mayor ordered "the beast" to be taken away. But where?

"I don't know..." I murmured. Jack looked at me, as if reading my mind. "We all don't know where he's gonna go Ann. But we all hope it's a good place for him to rest in peace."

I nodded. That made sense. Kong probably wouldn't have wanted me to worry so much. He just wanted...me.

"C'mon Ann. It's getting late. You don't possibly have a place to stay do you? Come, and we'll take care of things." Jack offered me his hand. I nodded again. "I'll be just a moment."

I kneeled down to Kong, where his eyes laid forever more shut. "Kong," I whispered, "don't forget me. Please. I love you. Don't forget me because...I won't forget you." I kissed his cheek and rubbed it once last time before I took Jack's hand and left my hero to where he was going to be remembered.

"Ann?" a voice tenderly asked.

I shook my head out of my reverie. "Yes, Jack?"

"Well," he said, "I was wondering..."

"Yes Jack?" I prompted him. The last thing I wanted in the whole world was more hesistance, more fear.

Jack gulped and stuttered, "I was wondering...if you wanted to move in with me. I mean, I have enough room for the both of us at my place...I mean, it isn't all that great but your place is probably too small for someone like you...oh my God. Did I just say that? Ireallymeantthat-"

"Shh,"I put my finger to his lips, "I know what you mean. Oh, Jack. For a brilliant writer like you, you could be reallytangled up in words sometimes!"

He laughed. "But, will you?"

I smiled weakly.I had changed so much. Before Skull Island, I had held onto two things; my career and Jack Driscoll. After, I had one thing; Kong. I realized that I had dropped Jack. But why? Weren't we the "perfect couple" as I had always called us after that kiss? Don't get me wrong, I love Jack. But the thing is, after Skull Island, it seemed to me that I had to get away from both. Kong saved me; he'd risk anything for me. But Jack was there. He wasn't about to be gunned down by anything unexpectedly. I realized then...that I loved Kong more than Jack. And that broke Jack's heart becausehe was still chasing after me, trying to worm his way into my heart.

Tears ran down my face once more.

"Oh no. I'm so sorry Ann. God, why are you doing this to me?" Jack came around our dinner table and held me tight. "I'm so sorry Ann."

I laughed, which surprised the writer to confusion. "Jack, how can you be so cute? So dependable and so loyal? I've got something to feel sorry for you." My fingers grazed his cheek.

"I'm sorry for letting you go. For endangering you and not caring a thing about what you threw away to save me. I'm so terribly sorry. And to your offer..." My fingers held him close...and I kissed him.

It was probably ages before we broke apart. As we did, Jack opened his eyes. "Wow. So, I take that as a 'yes', Miss Darrow?" he grinned slyly.

I laughed. My mouth felt awfully painful to this emotion of happiness and joy. Ever since Kong died, I had let myself go. No more pain for me now, no more misery. It was a fresh start for me and Jack, and I was looking forward to it.

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