Dancers Reunited

Chapter 7

By: IAMSOAP

(A.N.— Alright! Enough of me being mean! Here is the chapter I promised! Enjoy my fellow readers! Please please Review and let me know what you think of the chapter! )

This chapter is dedicated to beauty0102; you have been reviewing since the beginning and has been so encouraging and inspiring to me! This chapter is for you beauty!

Javier wasn't sure why he had stormed out that night three weeks ago.

But now, after he had cooled of, he knew that he had been wrong to get so mad at Katy.

From what he knew Katy had been through a pretty rough time, she had had to raise her daughter alone for the first four years of her child's life and she had even come to Havana and searched for two years, so that Areita could have a father.

And now that he looked at it; if he had been in the same situation, he would have probably done the same thing, or given up way before two years came around.

After having made this realization, he had the hardest time actually telling Katy that he had made a mistake.

How was he supposed to explain himself, so that Katy would forgive him?

At first he had tried phoning her, I mean, how hard could it be to talk to someone over the phone?

Very hard apparently…

Every time Javier tried calling her he would either mess up the number and hang up or finish dialing and then hang up right away.

He couldn't bring himself to tell her over the phone.

Then finally after having stood pacing in his living room for so long that his mother thought that he would wear a hold in the rug, he made the decision to go to Katy's home and talk to her face to face.

And Javier was petrified.

He was so nervous that he showed up at her house during the day while Javier was still at work and only Areita and Maria (the landlady who looked after the child during the day) had been home.

Javier had tried made a quick apology and a quick exit but it was all in vain.

As soon as he tried to leave, he was dragged into the house by an evil demon known by the name of Areita, a four year old with very good persuasive powers.

Maria, who also had no problem with letting Javier in the house, went almost immediately to the kitchen claiming she had to start preparing dinner (which Javier was apparently attending).

So Javier gave up on trying to leave the house and just relax; and as the hours slowly went by Javier slowly got to know his daughter.

He also noticed how easily he had become wrapped around the little girl's fingers in the last couple of hours he had been there, it scared him, but he also enjoyed it as all fathers do…

A few hours later Javier was playing hide and seek with Areita when Katy was finally home.

And Javier froze.

He just stood and watched as Areita ran out of the room to meet her mother with great excitement.

Javier was now beginning to regret coming; he still didn't know what he was going to say to Katy to explain himself! ; Or if Katy was going to forgive him for his actions anyways.

Javier was suddenly jolted out of his thoughts as he heard Areita and Katy talking.

"I'll go get him!" said Areita.

And then Javier was being pushed into the entrance hall and he almost smiled at Areita's obliviousness to the situation of him and Katy.

Javier stood in the doorway between the living room and the entryway and finally looked into Katy's eyes.

It was as if everything was going in slow motion, as Katy looked up, even though she knew Katy she was there she still felt shock as she saw him, and almost thought that this was all a dream.

She felt her shoes and coat (which had been in her hands) fall to the floor.

"Javier" she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "What are you doing here?"

Javier gave her a small smile but then frowned, remembering why he was here, and slowly walked towards her.

"I came here to apologize for the way I acted the other night."

Katy was surprised…HE was the one apologizing when she thought it should be her that should say sorry!

"Oh no!" she said, "You don't have to-"

"Yes I do." Javier interrupted. "I never thought to think how rough the last few years have been on you. I guess I had a right to be a little angry but not to blow up at you like I had. If you had not told me that night, you have done so when you would have felt completely comfortable telling me."

Javier paused and scratched his head with a smile on his beautiful face. "And besides, we haven't had that much time to talk about it anyways."

Katy felt so relieved to hear that Javier didn't hate or was mad at her; her eyes began to sting.

"You mean, you don't hate me for not telling you right away?" she asked, a little hesitant, to believe that Javier had said what he had.

She looked up at him, almost expecting to see an angry Javier, but he was smiling.

"Of course not! I wouldn't you no matter how mad I was at you! I love you Katy. I want to be with you and Areita from now on. I want to raise our daughter together."

He paused, hesitating but then he walked closer to her, almost closing the distance between them.

Javier lifted his hand and brushed a tear from her face that Katy hadn't even realized had fallen.

"I want to marry you, Katy Miller."

Katy let out a sob and wrapped her arms around Javier.

Tears continued to fall down her face as Javier lifted her face with his finger and smiled softly at her.

"Katy Miller, will you marry me?"

"Yes!" Katy squeaked, and smiling her first true smile in weeks….months…years even!

This was the smile of the smile of the Katy that had come to Cuba almost 6 years ago and had met a Cuban boy and they had fallen in love.

They were now both together again and they would raise their child together.

As Husband and Wife…..as Dancers Reunited!

END!

(A.N—Yep that's right! THE END! But don't worry I have an Epilogue! I hope you guys all loved this story! I know I loved writing it! Please review and let me know what you thought of it!

Until the maybe sequel wink wink

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