Here is another chapter...THE FANDOM is not dead, I am still alive...

Life is an unwritten book. You get to be the star of your own story, crafting it day by day, interacting with loved ones who are the stars of their own stories. As we all travel the pages it is our connections that make the tale worth telling. The highs and lows keep the reader enthralled, but most of life's joy is found in the quiet passages, in the rich detail and the savoring of moments. It is in the realization that happiness is a quiet emotion, and as such is not easily stored in long-term memories like the troubles and the triumphs, yet it is the very ink in our quills. Jackie and Aria arrived days ago and seeing his booklet, it was the first story. He was the one who was going to tell our story, he wrote the lost scrolls. He was an artist and a great one at that, "So you and Aria, how did you marry so fast, same with Mina and Gino?" I was confused as together we sit under a tree while he writes and I was playing with a small lump of pure silver, it was moving like liquid so fluid and graceful, unlike me.

Scoffing like I was the stupid one, "We since being here have been more Intune with our inner hero, unlike in our world with the hate and vile shit, some heroes all about the fame. Here I found her, my reason and well, Bexi. I have the stone, not Kai, as why it takes him so long to recover, it has been in my family, and well I have chosen to stay since she doesn't belong in our world, my Aria is too pure for that," it felt like my heart dropped into my belly, like being on a roller coaster without the thrill.

He was drawing Warren and me, he had to have been watching us last night on the hillside. "But Jackie, you belong with us, at home,"

"Not anymore, don't act like you two have not thought about staying here and growing old. I mean you found him and he, well Warren fancied you long before we traveled. At least for you and Satan, it wouldn't work, you have a three-year time frame before the timeline will snap you right back," if this was true and Warren had liked me, he never showed it by being a whore, seriously very ugly.

I just couldn't fathom, to be young and married it would be a death sentence in our time. I cocked my head, "You think Aria managed,"

Smirking, "I have no doubts," I asked she travel back to my homeland and bring a few back to the battle, the same with the Stronghold clan and if possible to bring Jennifer's kin, all the great families somehow knew the other, right now power attracts others with it as allies. "I hope so, it is going to happen very soon and I will need to talk to Jennifer's kin. Another thing, how do I manage to tell Magenta you are related to her, or what do I tell your parents, Jackie," now it was panic, his mother was this short woman who never spoke English when she knew it better than I did, she swatted us with her broom.

"I wrote a note, you need to hand it to her and bolt, you hear me bolt as fast as you can or take Vic and well trip him and save yourself," oh god, I didn't want the broom again.

The ring floated into my hand, I asked. "You have nearly the same size hands as Warren, let me measure it," he held out his hand and it was maybe half size bigger so hell yeah it would fit. But he held a bright green stone. "For you, remember me. You have been my best friend Bex, daily I am scared of seeing your health failing. You need to go home and soon," heck everyone looked at me with worry, when I would cook they have me sit, I try and do hard labor but Daro a big ass brute mountain man who just carries me away and drops me cold water.

I fastened the stone into the center of the ring, "I could never forget you Jackie, but it will be a small painful token worn by Warren. I wish you both would come, but if this is what you want we both will back it," the ring was nice, not overly done, it was only the 14th century, so the small greenstone nestled into the silver ring.

Warren held a wooden platter towards me at dinner. There was a piece of warm bread, cheese, and some fruit never was very hungry and now most gawked at me like this might be the last time they saw me. Wiklow was nearly on my hip from sun up to sundown, my shadow, my little rain cloud. My smile was filled with emotion, "Thank you, I made you something, sit," he did, his butt dropped into the bench next to me. Jackie was with me, on my left as Warren was at my right, I held my hand out, my fingers opened and in my palm was the ring.

His face, it changes into this emotion of pure joy as he slipped it on his ring finger it fit like a glove and just the emotions he couldn't hide hit me. I held back tears feeling such emotions, I sat back and let the happiness soak right into my bones. Wanting the feeling to still be there when I was old. Closing my eyes and savored the moment, "I love you, Bexley," his enamored tone washed over me. "Love you too,"

At that moment Willo yelled, "Need wedding, my kin," everything happened at once. He saw the shock register on my face before I could hide it. A small smile played on his lips as Gino and Jackie burst out laughing at my face. "Nye, too young," but my voice couldn't rise above the cheering, the stomping was making the hall move, the vibes are like nothing else. But everything centered on his raging emotions he was happy.

I stand seeing his kin all joining together in talks when Daro, just shoved Warren taking his place, his deep brown eyes worried. "Already married yes," shaking my head. "Nye, no papers," trying to use my hands in gesturing as Warren spoke low to him, his confusion faded and he let out a roaring laugh.

"Ring and words only need," Jackie gave me a grin, he knew my simple gift would result in A MARRIAGE TO PEACE. By my face, he knew and bolted for the door with me hot on his skinny ass but it was so much harder as the room was alive, everyone wanted a hug or kiss. I just give in, if Daro was lying it be different but my vast smarts didn't know a gift and words would be a bonding of marriage. These difficult emotions, I see them like a river flowing by me. I sit here upon the grass and onward they go. In a few days the water is calm again and so am I. There is nothing to be done about them, just stay calm, do healthy things and then everything is okay again. It starts to feel like everything is closing in on me, too many voices but like an electric shock the moment Warren wrapped his arms around me my breathing was slowing and my mind clearing enough to think once again.

He whispered in my ear thinking I was fast asleep, and maybe I was but when he gets that close my body jolts. "I will love and protect you, even if you weren't my wife. But you're for now,"

For now?

Another wave of sadness comes from him and I understand, once we are in our real timeline, this marriage is nothing. No papers, no blood, no government involvement we just are Warren Peace and Bexley Williams no longer Warren and Bexley Peace.

I saved this detail, to never give a ring as a gift in the past!