Okay, so sorry it took me this long to update, don't be too mad at me! I had other stories to work on and I got way behind on some of them, like this one for example! Ha ha, well here it is then!

On with the show!

Chapter 3

"What is it dear, what's troubling you so?" Victoria whispered from behind me, her arms lacing around me from behind as she pressed herself against my back. I smiled, she was as curious as ever, my lovely little wife. I had often wonderedif it was possible to die of so much love being pressed upon me by her. If it was possible, I would have been dead long before now surely. "Are you alright dear? You look a little flustered."

"I'm always flustered around you dear." I mumbered, turning in my arms to pull her closer against my chest. She giggled, a wonderful sound to my ears indeed. "I love you so Victoria, and your love for me is what has me constantly confused. I don'y deserve your."

"Of course you do!" Victoria sighed, pulling back to stare up into my face. "I love you Victor, never doubt that."

"Victoria! My love, please stop this!" Victor said quietly, pulling his hand out of Victoria's grip. She had insisted they leave the house they had once shared to put her plan into action that very instant. She had led Victor by the hand ot of the house and into the night where no one would follow them or watch them too closely. Victoria ad led him across the bridge and into the woods, pulling him deeper in those all too familiar woods that he had hated when Emily had kept him there underground in the Land or the Dead. Victoria set herself lady-like down on a withered stump beside him staring up into his face looking a bit confused. "Darling, where aer you taking me? And what is this brillaint plan of yours, I have to know before I will ever concider helping you with it if that's why you're bringing me along. Tell me the plan dear."

"Well, if you promise not to be angry with me I'll tell you." Victoria sighed pulling a stone out of her slipper before smoothing ot her nigthgown. Victoria had seemed too determined to see her plan through to worry about little things like her being in her nightgown or not wearing propper shoes, though Victor had begged her to change so she wouldn't freeze to death but she had gotten her way by simply walking out the front door like she hadn't heard him at all. "I was thinking, why couldn't I just go back to the Land of the Dead with you?"

"How do you intended on doing that?" Victor asked, more than a little worried by the blazing look in her face and eyes. He'd seen that look before in her eyes and it never boded well.

"Well, Emily grabbed you and took you back so why can't we try that? Just hold me and say whatever it is you have to say to go back." Victoria said as simply as though anyone could have come up with it or that it was shockingly obvious and why-hadn't-her-dearly-departed-husband-come-up-with-it tone in her voice. "Come on, let's try it."

"What if it doesn't work?" Victor asked. He really hoped she had a back-up plan. This one was too simple and silly to be very effective.

"How would it not work, Emily did it to you." Victoria said slowly, thinking hard. It made prefect sense to her, so why shoudln't it to Victor?

"Well think about it this way, I also came to the Land of the Living with Emily from the Land of the Dead. I had already been there so it was like going back." Victor reasoned, stroking the back of her hand with his cold fingertips. "I was unconsious when she brought me there, so I don't know how she did it."

"If it doesn't work, I'll stay here and wait until I die. That shouldn't be too long of a wait concidering how worried everyone seems about my health." Victoria said cheerily. She had everything settled in her mind as to what she wanted to do, but Victor wasn't going to give up without a fight.

"Victoria, you can't just go to the Land of the Dead with me! You're needed here, what would they do without you!" Victor said shocked, trying to persuade her to stay. He wasn't sure Victoria would approve of the Land of the Dead and he wanted to put off her having to sty there for eternily as long as he could. Victor didn't want her to suffer as he had when Emily had kidnapped him and forced him to stay in the Land of the Dead.

"Who needs me Victor?" Victoria asked. "No one, thats who! I am not needed here! People need me like they need a cold or the flu."

"Your parent's would miss you." Victor said, but he wished he hadn't afterwards. Victoria's parent's hadn't spoken to her since their weddind day. They had popped by just long enough to tell Victoria what they thought about the whole business and what they thought about her and her future husband. They had disowned her upon hearing the news she was marrying Victor. Victoria hadn't been upset - indeed, she seemed almost glad at the prospect of never having to talk to them again, but Victor was careful never to bring it up in case it upset her anyhow.

"My parent's never speak to me anymore, you know that. I'm dead to them." She giggled slightly. "What difference would it make to them if I really died? Anything else or is that your only loop-hole?"

"Well, your friends from the city that always come to call. What about them?" Victor tried.

"What about them?" Victoria asked. "You know they only liked to come because we're rich and having us as friends was good conections. Try again if you must, though I don't see the point. I'll stamp that flame out as well."

"I know you will, but forgive me for trying." Victor mumbled. He held his arms out wide and Victoria smiled running into them to wrap her arms tightly about his waist. Victor moaned, knowing this would all end badly somehow. "Hopscoth!"

There was a cloud of smoke that burst suddenly around them, blurring their vison of the woods. When the smoke cleared they found themselves standing in Elder Gutnecht's tower room he kept as a study. Elder Gutnecht was asleep at his desk, the papers fluttering around as he breathed deeply... if skeleton's breath at all that is. Victoria gasped and Victor placed a hand over her mouth to stifle it. Better to slip out quietly than to wake Elder Gutnecht up Victor reasoned with himself as he led Victoria to the door of the tower.

"So you're back then lad?" Elder Gutnecht rasped. Victor turned around and stared at him. Elder Gutnecht had woken up and was hobbling over to where they stood as he spoke in his long drawl of a voice. "And who is this you have with you then my boy? Is she alive or do my eyes deceave me?"

"She's alive, Elder Gutnecht." Victor sighed, pushing Victoria forward to shake Elder Gutnecht's hand. She did so, curtseaing (Bet it's speeled wrong) politley. "Elder Gutnecht, this is my wife from the Land of the Living, her name is Victoria. Victoria darling, this is Elder Gutnecht. He helped me go back to the Land of the Living to see you."

"She can't be your wife boy!" Elder Gutnecht chuckled sadly.

"Well why ever not?" Victoria gasped. Elder Gutnecht gave her a sad, stern look.

"Because my dear, 'Until dead do us part' has taken effect. Victor here is already dead." Elder Gutnecht said slowly. Victoria gasped and fainted dead away. Victor managed to catch her before she hit the ground, but he couldn't wak her. "Poor thing, took the news rather badly didn't she?"

"Of course she did!" Victor yelled jumping up. "We love each other you old bag of bones! Now I'm dead, she has no one to care for her, she's deadly ill, and we're no longer married! Shocked indeed I should say!"

"No need to put it that way my young friend." Elder Gutnecht said limping back over to his pile of books. "We can of course perform the cerimony."

"What cerimony?" Victor asked, confused and a little worried. he didn't want to hurt Victoria or live without her, but he wasn't sure what to do in this situation. "What cerimony are you talking about sir?"

"Why, the one you and Miss Emily planned to go through with of course, with the Wine of Ages!" Elder Gutnecht laughed. Victor shuddered. Just the thought of what he and Emily had almost done made him want to explode into a million tiny pieces all over the walls. He had almost given up the one persson's love he had been most keen on getting a hold on - Victoria's love. And all because he had thought she had given her heart to another man. "Shall we do it then?"

"We'll have to wait until Victoria wakes up Elder Gutnecht to deside. It's her desision because it's her life she'd be giving up for me." Victor sighed, picking Victoria up gently in his arms. "I'll come back here when she's desided on what to do."

"Until then my boy, until then!" Elder Gutnecht shouted as Victor shut the door on his shouts.

"My one and only love, and it all belongs to you my dear." Victor smiled, taking Victoria's hand in his as they walked out of the church together and into the night as it engulfed them like the ocean does the shore. The night was perfect, and they were married now - free to spend the rest of their lives together however long or short that was. Victoria led Victor over to a weeping willow tree where they had once sat together, watching the sky as the stars came out on the day before their wedding day.

"I want to remember this forever!" Victoria sighed wrapping her arms around his neck as he kissed her. Reaching into his pocket Victor pulled out a small pocket knife and carved both their names into the tree bark surrounded by a huge heart. They visited the tree everyday together to remind them just how strong their love really was.

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