Review's Answers

To Arianna99: It's really good to find someone who touchs match mine. I'm really glad you liked the fic. Really, really happy. And sorry I took so long to update. I had changed my e-mail and had no idea I was still recieving reviews. Stupid me, uh?

To someonewholovestoread: My heart melts everytime somebody says these two words: "really good". Thanks a lot!

To tortall princess Oh, I acctually blushed when you said it was sweet. I'm such a sentimental fool. haha. Thanks,thanks,thanks!

Author's Note: Well, guys, I'm a bad bad bad person. I hate when authors forget their fics (this is a direct critic to chocolateeclar and her "with this ring" . How dare she leave us like this? sobs. Still I left my own fic here, all by itself, poor little thing ! Anyway, ladys and germs, worry no more! Here's chapter 3! Eventhough is quite a useless chapter. It's only fot transition. Chapter 4 is the real thing. Anyway, be nice, I don't write in English for months and I do believe I forgot more than half of what I knew. haha. Bye²

Chapter Three:

Ignorance is Happiness

"What if I never see her again? NO! I can't live without her! She doesn't know it yet, but she's already my wife! I didn't even hear her singing voice yet, but I know it's perfect. I need that woman! The PETROCCHI FAMILY needs that woman! Oh, I'm just so glad! God is just so good! I think I'll polish the angel's statue of the roof all by myself, and without spells, tonight!" Marco thought during his way home. His head was out of space. He had just met the woman of his dreams. At Caprona! Right next to the old bridge! He didn't have to marry an old lady anymore! He was just so glad he could sing.

"Marco, are you there?" Giovanni's voice brought him down to earth.

"What?" he awnsered moodly. Wanting or not his cousin had just ruined his magical moment. There he were, about to put his hands on her hair and bring her body closer to his, just like in that aunt Maria's book he had once read when he was eight, when Giovanni's voice came from not too far:

"Marco! You silly little reddie! Where are you? We've got to go home!"

"Darn! I have to leave, Rosa!" he said. "Or my stupid cousin will see us."

"Oh, is it that bad, Reddie?"

"You know me for about fourty minuts and is already mocking me?" he said laughing.

"Well you know me for less than fourty minuts too and already kissed me!"

"Yes, but didn't it feel like we've known each other for ages?" he asked smiling.

"Please! You already have me! Stop the cheesy sentences already!"

"Oh my God! Women do really change after you fall for them!"

"Don't you have to go?"

"Oh, yes! Yes! Will I ever see you again?" He said runing backwards.

"I'll be at the old bridge tonight! And I told you not to be so dramatic!"

"I'm sorry, milady! But what if I never find you?"

"Well, considering, you know Jane, it'll be easy just to ask her, don't you think?" He stoped:

"How do you know that?"

"Well..." she said in a fake sweet tone "It's just that I feel like I know you for ages!" He laughed.

"You sure are a genious, milady! You sure are!" He turned around and kept running.

"You sure are..." he whispered.

"I sure am what?" Giovanni asked in a way that made it clear that it wasn't the first time he was asking that.

"Oh, it's nothing, really. I just have my head somewhere else."

"I got that much. You're not exactly hiding it." Giovanni said moody. "What happened?"

"Oh, nothing, really. Just glad my shift is over and I can get some rest…"

"Do you want to me to pretend I believe in that?"

"I'd love to."

"All right."

And they kept making their way to the Petrocchi's. Marco usually did things like this - Giovanni tough. To do something but decide not to tell, he probably had his reasons, he was, all in all, a reasonable man most of the time. When there were no girls involved, nor food. Oh God. He could smell trouble.

"We're home! And we're hungry!" Giovanni went to check on his wife who was in a terrible mood due to pregnancy and Marco ran straight to the kitchens to look for food.

"Mamma, where's lunch?" He said, kissing her cheeks.

"I'm afraid you'll have to wait, son. I was way to busy taking care of your brother."

"And what about aunt Liana, Maria, Marta, Gina and the whole bunch of other women who live here? Couldn't THEY cook?"

"Oh, Marco! Don't be rude! They were busy too, taking care of your stupid cousin, or preparing spells, or at the bridge…" She went silent for a minute. Marco already knew what was coming next. – "If you could just find yourself a wife…"

"Oh, mamma! I already told you I'm handling it!"

" Marco! You don't simply "handle" to find a wife! This is something we, your family, should be doing for you…"

"Mother!" And he said that in a very aggressive way in order to make her stop. "Just give me some time, okay? I'm doing my best! But please, just let me do things my way!"

"Do you have someone in mind?" She stared at him. He went very pale and quiet. "Nobody yet? Honey…"

"Mother, let's talk this over later, right?"

"Later when Marco?" She said, raising an eyebrow. He smiled, winning:

"When I come back from my night shift, mamma. If I'm lucky, I'll have some answers for you after that." And, with that, he went to his room for a bath.

Rosa came home with a large smile on her face, she didn't even bother the cats passing across her feet, making loud noises and scratching her legs for food. She just went trough the gateways, staring at the cloudy sky.

"If I didn't know my daughter so well, I'd dare say she is in love…"

Rosa left out a small scream.

"Bloody hell, mom! You scared the hell out of me."

"Oh dear! When did my daughter learn all the ugly words in English?"

"Sorry, mom."

"It's all right." They both went quiet for a few seconds. Than Elizabeth said:

"So, how is he like?"

"Mom!" Rosa blushed.

"Oh my ! It really is love! You blushed! God knows you're not one to blush! He must me such a special boy…Come on, tell mamma everything."

Rosa smiled and started moving away from her mother:

"Sorry, mother. I'm afraid you'll have to wait for a while."

"ROSA!"

"And please, try not to tell pappa. He'll go nuts with all these things happening at the same time."

"I'll do my best, baby. But can't you at least…"

"I won't tell you a WORD, Mrs. Montana! Get over it!"

"Oh, babies grow up so fast! I liked you better when you were just a tiny little pink meat ball in my arms."

"That was just sweet, mum." Rosa said rolling her eyes.

"You're welcome." Rosa laughed and they entered the house together.