Brrrr. Brrrr.
He had butterflies again, but these were happy, hopeful butterflies.
"Elliot?"
He let the smile come through in his voice when he told her, "I guess we've survived the struggle and the wild storm. Now, if we can manage the redemption, we'll have the rest of our lives to work up to perfect peace. I just need you to tell me where to start."
He could picture her with her eyes and nose red from crying, her cheeks pink. She was still the most beautiful woman in the world, and he could hear her smile when she spoke.
"Tell me how you're feeling."
The tears plagued him again, filling his eyes and rolling down his face as fast as he could wipe them away.
"Like I've been drowning for so long," he said. "Like I was going down for the third time and someone has finally thrown me a lifeline."
The End
Author's Note: By now I guess you have figured out that I am a big fan of getting Elliot and Kathy back together. There won't be a sequel to this. You can imagine whatever you want.