Chapter 12- After Revenge is Sweet (V)

I hope I didn't scare you all too much in the last chapter but I needed tragedy in the story for this chapter to work. Again I'm sorry for the scare :D.
I know I've been doing most chapters in Stella's POV (including this one) and that's because Stella's amazing and you can't deny. Coolest chic I've ever known (or seen! XD)
Jasmine xoxo

Stella's POV

I woke up with a start; what a nightmare I had! I have had nightmares after the KORPS raid before and boy they were terrible, but nothing like this. I've had nightmares about Frank leaving me and everything but never ever about him dying.

I was horrified. I sat up straight, eyes wide open staring at the wall in front of me. It kept replying in my head over and over and over again.

I feel like this is a sign; like this is what would happen if I lost Frank for good. I really don't want this to happen and if it did, I wouldn't live with myself. And imagine the team…

No, that's it. I going to see him tomorrow at St. Hearts HQ and apologise for this whole thing. I mean, seriously, I overreacted heaps! I've seen him yell before, but that time it was just at my face.

And then for the one millionth time that week, a tear snaked down my cheek, then another and another until it was like a waterfall through my eyes. I covered my face with my heads and then it all came rushing back to me; how this mess started in the first place.

I thumped back down onto my bed and closed my eyes. I have made up my mind 100% this time; I'm going to apologise first. He won't bring himself to see me, so I'll have to go see him.

I roll over onto my side and drift gently off to sleep, knowing that tomorrow will be a better day…

Frank's POV

No way am I going to carry on like this anymore; I can't lose her again. Ever since she and I have fought, I've moved into my bedroom in my old house. But all I think about as I look around the room sitting upright is her; my perfect girl. She couldn't be any more amazing than she already is. My imagination gets to me and through the shadows on the pure white walls, I can see that face. That face that she gave to me in the KORPS raid. I vowed that I would never see that face again and now, I had broken that promise.

It's not the only promise that I had broken in the same day.

I promised myself that I would never lose her again, and now she won't even be 10 miles within my range. I feel so lonely without her and it's only been a few days.

Right, that's it. I'm going to go to M.I.9 HQ tomorrow and apologise to her to her face, not over text, not via paper but right to her face. Yeah then were going to get married and have a family and live happily ever after. Huh, yeah right. She probably won't even look me in the eye because I yelled at her. My Stella, I yelled at her straight in the face and gave her a look she can never forget again.

Grr… Stop it frank. Tomorrow you are going to apologise and everything is going to be fine ok? You think about the worst possible scenarios when usually everything turns out ok. So stop thinking about negative scenarios and think about positive scenarios.

OK… here goes, best possible scenarios:

She could, no will forgive me.
She'll kiss me
We'll make up
Everything will go back to normal
We'll start dating again for a few weeks
Maybe I'll gather enough courage to propose
She'll say yes
We'll get married
Life will be pure bliss

Wow! Best dream of my life. If I keep thinking like that then maybe it will come true. My eyelids are heavy and they start to close quickly but gently. Just repeat in your head, remember the list, remember the list, remember the list, remember the list…

Stella's POV

I wake up the next morning with the sunlight shining on my eyes. I move out of the way of the sun so it's not so bright and move out of bed with my eyes half-open. I stretch and yawn quite loudly. I shuffle towards the door and walk downstairs to the kitchen to make myself breakfast. I can't be bothered but I never go to work without breakfast, so I shove a piece of toast into the toaster and slump on to the sofa in the lounge room which is right next to the kitchen.

I walk upstairs; eyes fully open now, and choose my clothes for the day. Just something simple will do a black pencil skirt, a plain white shirt and matching black blazer. There, now time to have a shower.

10 minutes later…

I'm all ready for work and its 6:45am. Cool, 15 minutes to spare. I may as well practice how I'm going to apologise to Frank. I know, I'll write it down and then say it aloud. I grab a pen and some scrap paper then start to write down my apology…

Frank, I'm really sorry about the whole mess after those cupcakes. I realise you were very annoyed and I get that it's just the face you had plastered on your face when you finished shouting at me was one I swore to never see again from the KORPS raid. I know I shouldn't remind you of that horrible event but that's what I felt at the time. That's why I ran away from you; because I never wanted to repeat history. I know history has already repeated with KORPS coming back. The worst thing about the raid wasn't your choice, it wasn't the death of our friends and colleagues, it was the fact that when you returned to the Bunker, you gave me that face that combined fear, hate, anger and sadness all into one. This is why I was angry at you but now I know it wasn't your fault so please forgive me Frank. And remember even if you make the biggest mistake in the world, I will always love you.

I then realised that tears were slowly rolling down my cheek. I've been more emotional since Frank and I got back together, but when we had this massive fight, all I've done was cry and cry and cry until no tears would come out; it would be just pure sadness.

I looked at my silver watch, 7:05; oh crap I'm going to be late. But it's not like I do much anyway, I just fill out paperwork. But this time I have to be there early so I can apologise to Frank.

I rush out the door with my black handbag and jump into the car. I fiddle with the gears and pedals until the car finally accelerates.

Frank's POV

I wake up to my alarm clock bleeping the daylights out of me. I roll over and see that's its 6:00am. Ugh, so early. Why can't all agents wake up at 9:00am? I throw the covers back and my feets go 'thump' on the floor. I walk very slowly out to my kitchen, back slouched, and boil the kettle so I can get some caffeine into my system. I trudge along to my room again and get my M.I.9 suit ready, a black one of course. With my eyes opening slightly more, I walk into my en suite to have a shower.

20 minutes later…

Ahh… that felt nice. Oh crap! My coffee, well the water anyway, it must have gone cold by now. Now I have to wait another 10 minutes so the water can boil.

I should really be thinking about how I should apologise to Stella but I really can't be bothered right now. I'm just going to play some Criminal Case for 10 minutes. It's fun, but so unrealistic. You're not going to use 20 energy to find clues in a crime scene. And you're not going to earn stars by collecting clues; it's just your job. Who cares, I love unrealistic games.

10 minutes later…

Alright, time for a coffee…CRAP! 7:00! I was supposed to leave10 minutes ago so I can talk to Stella. I rush down out to the kitchen pour the water and put some coffee into it and rush out the door. I love bitter coffee because it's so disgusting and that will keep me awake. I race into my car and drive away hoping that I will be able to catch Stella in time to talk.

No one's POV

They both pull up outside M.I.9 HQ at the same time hoping that they can find each other because the day of work begins. Stella rushes all throughout the right side because that's where the tunnels are that lead to the St. Hearts base. Frank rushes through the left side because that's where Stella's office is and she is in there all the time.

When they both gave up looking for each other they headed back where they were supposed to be. Stella climbed the stairs to the left side of the building and Frank takes the escalator to the right. They are both looking at the ground bumping into the last people they thought would see…

"Frank!"

"Stel…"

Hope you guys liked the chapter because it was a long one and sorry I took so long to update. Its holidays and I've been out a lot like the social butterfly I am. NOT! Total opposite but I've been missing my friends so I haven't had time to write this. Sorry again for the long wait.
Jasmine xoxo