Will and Kirjava had gone back to Mary's flat to lie down. The anticipation contained within Will was unbelievably high, and his face gave the impression of insanity from the thought of seeing Lyra again.

He patrolled his room over and over again waiting for the angel, he must have waited at least one and a half hours but eventually went to sleep. When he woke up he peered over to his clock to see the time: it was 6 AM but he didn't feel tired at all, Will dizzily walked into the kitchen to get some breakfast his vision was a blur and at first he thought he was imagining it when he saw the chair glowing, he stared for a bit until his eyes came into focus to see, the angel Xaphania sat with a brass box on her lap. Suddenly the events of last night came flooding back into his mind, he stared at the angel then back to the box over and over again and then threw himself at the angel grabbing the box from her hands.

"Will remember please do not use the knife rashly, i know you never have but don't let your love for Lyra consume your life, you have to promise me that."

"Ok but i have to see Lyra, are you sure that no dust and no spectres are made?"

"yes, all is confimed, the metal has been tested with other very strong metal 50 times its own size and weight, it will pull the rip together."

He Slowly sat down and heard Kirjava leap down through the rooms and into the kitchen to see his tearful face,

"Kir, we're gonna see Lyra again!" he cried.

Kirjava's cat form ran and leapt in joy through the kitchen and started chasing her tail then ran up to Wills chair and onto his lap and said "Finnaly after a year, Will, we have waited for this day, i thought that we would never see them again!"

"Xaphania, is there anything else you want to tell me?"

"No, everything is safe, but as i said earlier use it wisely and only for good reason."

The angel slowly vanished right before their eyes and then Will ripped open the little brass case and reached for the knife, but then remembered that first he must see Mary to tell her where he was going.

Will ran through the flat and into Mary's room and gently but excitedly shook her

"hmmrppmhhphh... huh.. what? oh Will.. what's the matter now?"

She looked directly at his face and asked why he was ecstatic then he slowly pulled the brass case out from behind his back and opened it to Mary's stunned face. She saw the knife and sat up gaping, mouth wide-open.

"Will is that...?"

"you betcha it is!"

"oh my god... but what about what the angel said?"

"she's the one who re-made it. Xaphania assured me that no dust or spectres will escape, it's a new metal or something but it works!"

Will had got so worked up from all the excitement that he was shaking vigourously and Mary was still shocked with the news that he had given her, normally Will was calm but seeing him now was kind of scary, slowly she got up and put some clothes on.

"Where you going?"

"Well i'm going with you to see Lyra aren't I?"

"Um ok... uuuhh you mean now?"

"Well yes we have been waiting a year!"

Will jumped when she said this and the grabbed the knife, he felt a surge of power fly through him as he touched the handle of it. He held it out in front of him and threw his soul to the tip, Suddenly he cried out as he felt the familiar touch of her world. Will had never forgotten the touch of her world because it was the only real thing of her that existed with him. With a surge of hope he pushed the knife forward to his hearts desire...

Lyra and Pantalaimon had gone to the botanic garden to get closest to Will and Kirjava, they went and sat on the bench where she and Will had kissed. Oh how she longed for that moment to last forever or at least for him to be there with her and live forever, but living in a world without Will was worse than living.

"WHY DO YOU PUNISH ME!" she screamed to the heavens, and as if reacting to her feelings it started to rain.

"oh can it get any worse?"

"chances are no Lyra" replied Pan

Slowly, crying, she left the park with Pan plodding behind her.

As they approached Jordan college her and Pan sat down on the edge of the fountain. Lyra buried her head into her knees and was still sobbing Pantalaimon knew better than to say anything because he could feel what she felt and it was more than sadness or love... it was heartache.

"Lyra... who's that?" pointing with his head towards two shadowy figures in the middle of the road, as the roads were rarely used there was no danger at all so they were safe. They one person gestured to her acompalist in Lyra's direction muttering something like a word Lyra had not heard before it was 'hobo' or 'tramp' or something like that. As they got closer she could see that it was a young teenager and a young woman,

"hey, um we're new here and we need to know where a place called Jordan College is... do you happen to know which direction it's in?"

As they got closer still, they could see that she did not hear them because her head was in her knees although she was aware that people were in front of her.

The boy moved closer and tapped her shoulder and as she looked up he lost himself in her bouncy blonde curls and then her face...

"Lyra!..."

"Will!..."

"oh my god Lyra i never thought i'd find you!"

Then Will lay down on the bench with her, together they embraced and cuddled for what seemed to them was like a lifetime that they had to make up for. As for Mary she was looking around for signposts and was still asking Lyra where Jordan college was

"well it's behind me Dr.Malone!"

"oh now you tell me... hahaha nice to see you again Lyra!"

"hahahahahaha!"

Lyra and Will stood up holding hands and the three of them went into Jordan College to await the morning in Lyra's room...