Chapter II: Winter Light
Eveleen's POV
"Love's shadow will surround you
All through the night
Star glowing in the twilight
Tell me true…"
The breakfast to which my aunt invited Gideon and me went well.
"So, what do you do as your job, Mr. Gideon?" my aunt Brylea wanted to know. "Few weeks ago I was an agent at the BAU," Gideon answered and explained what BAU meant and what he had done there before he quit. "You don't have a job now?" my aunt asked suspiciously. "He just got here," I defended Gideon and heard my three cousins coming down to breakfast. Though they were all over twenty years old, they still lived with their parents, my aunt Brylea and her husband John. "Who just got here?" my cousin Pamela wanted to know. Behind her came her sister Tamara who spotted me and shouted, "Eveleen, you numb nut," to her sister. They both ran to hug me before noticing Gideon. "This is my boyfriend Jason Gideon, Gideon, my cousins Pamela and Tamara Milland. Oh and their brother, Sean, "I introduced them right when Sean slouched in. "Sit down girls and Sean, we have a guest and he was just telling…" my aunt told to her kids. "Yes, I was just saying that I'm gonna go to search a job, first thing today," Gideon finished her sentence. Aunt-Bry accepted that with a nod. "Pass me peanut butter, you pig," I heard Sean bitching to Tamara. It ended the discussion because all burst to laugh and Gideon was accepted to my family.
Later in the evening Gideon told me that he got a job as freelance profiler from local PD. "I help all departments near by to profile criminals and work together with BAU but not as one of them, "he explained.
"I'm so happy for you, "I said.
"So what about you? What do you do nowadays?" Gideon wanted to know.
"I'm kindergarten teacher and I also host story hours in local library at Saturdays," I explained. Gideon smiled. "You like children, "he then stated and to that I had to nod. "Very much, "I admitted. With that, we went to sleep because Gideon had to go to work early.
THREE MONTHS LATER
It's January and snow has covered the ground. Gideon has gone to work. I stayed at home because I felt like cold coming and was bit depressed. January had always caused me that. Not that I would tell that to Gideon. Tibbit and Tabatha, my cats, have conquered the couch and are now sleeping in it.
The day was sunny but before sunset, it started to snow. Big, silent, calm flakes. Through the veil of clouds, which was thin, I could see a star glowing.
I'm looking out of the window to the dark night. Steam rises from my mug, which is full of wild berry tea. I'm waiting for Gideon. He should come home in any minute now. He'd promised to come back earlier when we talked at morning.
"Are you OK, Ev? You look little pale," he'd said during breakfast. "I think I've caught a cold," I answered. He looked at me worrying. "You should rest today. I don't want you to get another pneumonia. I promise to come home earlier," Gideon promised and kissed me before he left. However, it was getting late now.
I had drifted deep into my thoughts when I fifteen minutes later heard something. I knew my aunt's house was empty because everyone of them was on vacation so I wondered what the sound was. Then I heard it again.
"Eveleen!" someone called my name. I looked out of the window and then I opened it. Gideon stood there, at the yard, in the snowy night and called my name.
"Eveleen Willow Hollier," he shouted and stepped right to my sight so I could see better. He'd formed four words at the snow with burning candles. "Will you marry me?" he continued gesturing to those four words in the snow. He smiled.
I burst to tears, jumped out of the window and slid down to the yard. Then I ran to his arms.
"What's wrong?" he wanted to know when I was hugging him tight.
"Nothing. All this. You remembered," and by that I meant the way he'd just proposed me. "What would be the most romantic way to propose a girl, in your opinion?" he had asked me month earlier. "Candles in the snow forming sentence like 'I love you' or 'Will you marry me' and it should be dark outside," I had answered without hesitating.
"But you're crying honey," he now said to me. "Oh, don't worry, these are just tears of joy," I assured and looking the candles sobbed, "Yes, Jason Gideon. Meet future Mrs. Jason Gideon," and at that point, few tears fell to Gideon's cheeks also.
"Thank you Eveleen," I heard him whisper. "I love you," I said with my eyes closed and when I opened them I saw that Gideon was holding a delicate ring which was clearly Celtic-type.
"Oh Gideon, that's so beautiful," I sighed when he placed it to my finger. The night was cold though it was snowing and I had forgotten to take my coat so when I felt how cold it actually was, I suddenly shivered. Of course, Gideon noticed it.
"Oh God Ev, honey, it's freezing here and you don't have a coat with you," he started to fuss and gave me his winter jacket. "I'm fine Gideon, with your warmth around me," I whispered. "Come on, let's get inside. This really isn't healthy to you since you got the cold coming," he insisted and led me in.
Next day was Saturday and I would've had the Story-hour in the library but I had to call to my friend Mamie to substitute me because I had sore throat and about the worse cold, I ever have had before. Luckily, Gideon didn't have to go to work so he took care of me.
"Was it worth of all this?" he inquired from me when I was lying in bed, covered with blankets. He'd just brought me some chicken soup that my aunt-Bry had made. And I could see that he enjoyed this situation. He was worried of course, but he'd noticed that this was only a cold, not pneumonia, so he could make fun of it.
"Not funny, Gideon," I coughed, "just wait until I infect this to you. But if you really want to know, yes, it was worth of this," and to that Gideon smiled very pleased.
"So, your aunt, her husband and your cousins wanted to know the big date," he then said. "It's all about how fast we can arrange it," I said and continued, " How about in the next years June, little over year from now?"
Gideon accepted it. "Whatever makes you happy, my doll face," he said and we started to plan our big day. The day that would change our worlds and link our lives together.
A/N: So what ya think? The lyrics are from a song called Winter Light and I think Sarah Brightman sings it beautifully. This is the end of this fiction but there's lot more to wait. Surprises in sequel and I mean big ones. Hope you'll enjoy of this and of the others.