Epilogue: Crazy For You

With the case closed, Bryce behind bars and the Chief pleased with the duo...there's just one last thing to do. One last thing that the pair have been dying to hear...

Terry's POV

The bar was just half a mile away from City Hall...and you could still hear the sirens screeching in the distance. Even in Central City, one of the busiest places in the US, there was hardly anyone about. It seemed like everyone had just gone home...leaving me and Fiona with an empty street...in an almost empty city. Strange...but nice, all the same. At least we were alone...and we had each other.

Fiona's tail curled around my arm as I held her, bridal style. I felt her every breath on my neck, as she rested her head just beneath my own. Silence fell...and we knew we were truly alone. No more sirens...no more gunshots. Just my steps and her breathing. Nothing else was required...nor welcome in our little world. I felt closer to her than ever before.

"Are we there, yet, Terry? I'm getting restless..." Fiona broke the silence...which I didn't mind, at all. In fact, I wanted to hear her voice. "Almost, Fiona...almost." I reassured her. Reminds me of when my little brother used to bug me on car journeys to the seaside. Fiona snuggled up, closer to me...and that felt amazing. A small, cute giggle escaped her lips, which brought a smile to my face. She's enjoying my company just as much as I'm enjoying hers. Could it get any better? Let's find out...

"We're here..." I announced, as we got to the doorway of the bar we visited a few nights ago. It only felt like yesterday...but love can do that to you. It messes with your memory...your sense of time...and your body, too. It makes your heart beat faster than you thought possible...it makes your blood run hotter than the sun...and it brings happiness into even the darkest of worlds. Love makes my world go round...what about hers, I wonder?

Fiona's POV

The bar was practically empty, save for the bartender, who welcomed us with a wave. That bear had seen us before...and he didn't seem to wonder why Terry was carrying me like we'd just got married. I looked around the place, scanning the environment. Empty...good. Ah...there it is! Our window seat...the same as last time. We should sit there, again...and luckily, Terry thought the same.

He placed me down on one of the seats...and sat in the one, opposite. Same places as last time...all the more romantic, right? "Thanks...for carrying me, over here. I'm not the lightest of loads..." I giggled, smiling at him. Terry returned the smile with a charming chuckle. "No trouble at all...Drinks?" he pulled out his wallet from the pocket in his jeans. "Uh-huh. I'll have...a beer. Large glass, this time...I'm feeling thirsty." I told him. "Coming right up...and I may have a lager...also large." Terry stood up...but my grasp stopped him.

An idea had popped into my brain...and I wasn't gonna let it go. "I'll tell the bartender...You stay right here, OK?" I told him, adding a playful wink. Terry did as he was told...such a good boy. Now, it's time to put my little idea into action. "One large beer and a large lager, please." I gave the bartender our order. "Got it! Should be done in about..." the bartender began...but I shushed him. I had spied a jukebox in the corner of the bar...and I had a great idea what to do with it.

"You mind if I use your jukebox for a minute?" I asked, politely. He just nodded, looking a little confused as to what exactly I intended to use it for. Playing music, obviously...but a bit more special than that. Whilst the bartender worked on our drinks, I sneaked over to the jukebox...looking it over. It was a modern one...with a slot to put your phone into and then play music over the speakers. Hmm...music app, here I come.

I picked the song I wanted...perfect for what I had planned. What was I gonna do? Oh, you'll find out...soon enough. I walked back to the bar, collecting the drinks and then sitting back down at the table with Terry...looking as normal as possible. Thankfully, Terry had no idea what I'd just done. Man...is he gonna be shocked. In 3...2...1...action.

The song began with 80's sounding drums and a little synth. He instantly recognised the song. "Madonna...Crazy For You...1985." he told me with perfect accuracy. "Yep...well done. I like this song...maybe a little more than you think..." I hinted...which he didn't pick up on. He raised one eyebrow, curious as to what the fuck I was talking about. And in 3...2...1...I would do what everybody on Earth thought I would never do...sing.

Fiona: Swaying Room as the music starts,

Strangers making the most of the dark,

Two by two, their bodies become one.

His eyes were wide open with surprise at my sudden outburst into song...but soon, that classic smile of his was plastered all over his face.

Fiona: I see you through the smokey air,

Can't you feel the weight of my stare,

You're so close but still a world away,

What I'm dying to say, is that,

Ready for the chorus? He'd better be...

Fiona: I'm crazy for you,

Touch me once and you'll know it's true,

I never wanted anyone like this,

It's all brand new,

You'll feel it in my kiss,

I'm crazy for you, crazy for you,

Then, he decided it was time for HIM to show ME what he could do...and I couldn't have anticipated it, even in my wildest dreams...

Terry: Trying hard to control my heart,

I walk over to where you are,

Eye to eye we need no words at all.

His singing voice was immaculate...almost as if he was a professional, doing it on stage, every night. For all I knew, he COULD be a professional...he IS full of surprises...just like me.

Terry: Slowly now we begin to move,

Every breath I'm deeper into you,

Soon we two are standing still in time,

If you read my mind, you'll see,

We gonna sing the next part together? You bet your ass we are!

Terry And Fiona: I'm crazy for you,

Touch me once and you'll know it's true,

I never wanted anyone like this,

It's all brand new,

You'll feel it in my kiss,

And on it went, for what felt like forever. A duet with Terry...to a love song...explaining how we both felt. Perfect, right? Well, I think it's all about to get even better. As the song drew to a close, we found ourselves in each other's arms, once more...and a bright blush was painted on our muzzles. The same shade of pink. Thing is...we weren't awkward, anymore. Neither of us wanted to run away from this moment. Nah...we were all to happy to share it...at last.

"Fiona...I've wanted to say this...for weeks. And I...understand if you don't...feel the same way. But...Fiona Fox...I love you." he spoke softer and sweeter than he ever had before. Those three words echoed in my mind. I love you...I love you...I love you. Now, I knew what to say back to him. He looked longingly into my eyes, waiting for my response.

"I love you, too...Terrence Wolf." I gave my response to him...and a tear welled up in one of his eyes. Those chocolate brown orbs were fixed on me...so much so that I could see my reflection in them. He saw the same thing with my eyes...or at least, I assumed. "I...you...I...we...oh, dear..." he could barely speak. "I'll do the talking, Terry..." I shushed him, placing my finger on his lips.

I moved in, connecting my lips with his...cupping his muzzle...and putting my arms around him. That was it...we were together...just like that. No more awkward looks...no more jabbering incoherently...just me and him. No fucker else...and that's just the way I want it. Nobody could ruin this moment. I'd been waiting for this my whole life. This was better than Scourge...better than Sonic. THIS was perfect.

After what felt like a lifetime, we pulled away, once again looking into each other's eyes. I was the first to speak. "Call me, won't ya, babe? You got my number...use it." I said, simply. I just sauntered out of that bar, swinging my tail...my hips swaying with each step. I was so fucking pleased with myself. At last...I've got my man. "I...I will..." he just stood there, watching me throw open those glass doors...and just keep on going...right back into that sunset-drenched city...

The city that I would now call home. It feels so good...to be good...

End Of Redemption

There you have it. The first instalment of the Fiona Fox series I'm writing. More on the way very soon.

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