A/N: Please read! This one needs an explanation. This is the reincarnation option, this is the part that this whole thing was pretty much written for, because this is the idea I came up with first. It's kind of crazy, and I'm positive that some people won't like it. It is more Alternate Universe than Continuation(Reincarnation). But if you read by explanation you get why I say reincarnation.
So in this ending, F'lar and Lessa are reincarnated into an alternate universe, if you will, on Earth, this is not the dead Earth of the Pern universe and it is more our Earth but still different. The dragons are pets here, mostly dogs but some are cats. In this case Ramoth and Mnementh are golden retrievers. When someone from Pern, F'lar and Lessa, remembers their past life on Pern, they can here the thoughts of their pets like they could when they were dragons on Pern(see I told you crazy). The pets remember their lives as dragons when they find their past weyrmates and the pets of this universe are abnormally long lived if they are the (cough) dragon pets. People remember their past lives when they encounter another person who was important to them, like their weyrmate, who was also from Pern.
Also, AU because F'lar and Lessa led different lives up until they met(obviously), and their personalities, while essentially the same, are slightly different. For instance, I imagine Lessa a little less hard in this story, due to the lack of need for revenge in this verse.
Ending 2 (AU/Continuation)
Lessa sighed, feeling that slight, inexplicable emptiness tugging at her insides again. For the last few years now, since just before she'd found Ramoth, the ache had persisted. She'd tried many things. She'd done things she'd always wanted to, stayed active, and even tried becoming less active, staying home with Ramoth. Still the emptiness persisted.
Sometimes it was ignorable, she barely noticed it. Yet, on other days she found that she didn't even want to roll out of bed. She knew that something must trigger it. She couldn't really figure it out though, to her it seemed random.
She tried not to dwell on it, after nearly two years she was starting to become used to it. She blinked, now that sounded completely pathetic, becoming used to the empty place in her being. She needed to solve that quickly.
Lessa exhaled on a groan, moving to other thoughts. She'd woken up in a good mood this morning. She felt that something big was going to happen today, something good.
She was jerked out of her reverie when Ramoth whipped them around the corner, surprising her. "Ramoth?" She called, "Where are you going? Slow down."
Lessa looked down at the golden retriever pulling her small form down the street. She leaned at an angle trying to stop the dog but that only served to make her steps awkward as Ramoth continued to drag her.
"Stop," She shouted before looking up to make sure she wasn't going to run into anyone. Unfortunately she did just that, having looked up in time to plant her face in a broad, flat chest. She blinked, the leash went slack and she could tell that Ramoth had come to an abrupt halt. Lessa stepped back hesitantly and glanced at the man she'd run into, avoiding his eyes and feeling guilty.
He held a crumpled, smashed grocery bag in one arm and several of the groceries that had been in the bag were now at their feet, including a squashed loaf of bread and a dozen eggs shattered on the ground.
"Oh god," Lessa gasped, "I'm so sorry!" She knelt down and started scooping up the smashed eggs, all the while chanting, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." She held up her hands and suddenly realized the futility of her actions as she stared at her egg covered hands. "Why am I doing this? They're broken." Lessa looked up when she heard a chuckle from above her.
The man was looking away pressing a hand to his mouth as he tried to smother the laugh. He was clearly amused by her apologetic behavior.
Lessa straightened, "I'm sorry. Please let me pay for them or buy you new groceries."
He shook his head, "No, it was just the bread and eggs."
"Still, it's my fault they're now all over the sidewalk," She bent to pick up the carton and smashed bread. She looked at them, sighing, "I'm sorry."
He laughed again, "Really, that's not necessary."
"Please," She said, "It would make me feel better."
He sighed, "It's really not necessary. It's not your fault. It was an accident. Your dog was just over excited."
Ramoth, it's you. Lessa's gaze shot to the retriever at the man's side at the same time as his gaze turn to his dog. He looked up and shook his head.
Mnementh, Mnementh. Her gaze moved to her own dog. She frowned and shook her head. She glanced around but saw no one who knew her or her dog. Yet, it seemed like the man had heard the first voice as well, but not the second. No, maybe not, she must just be tired or maybe she had mistaken another name for Ramoth's.
Slightly doubting this hallucination solution, both of them looked back down at the animals. The dogs were insanely happy. Tails were wagging, they were rubbing faces together and licking the other's face.
Lessa blinked, "Well, they're very friendly."
"They really like each other," He chuckled.
Lessa nodded, still looking at Ramoth.
"Look if you really want to repay me in some way," He said. Lessa looked up but he was still looking down at his dog. "Let me take you out to coffee or dinner, Lessa."
She reflected on the fact that he'd called her by name, she didn't recall introducing herself. Then, taking in the rest of his statement, she blushed. "I think that that would be nice, F'lar." She blinked. He hadn't said his name either and he realized this as well.
They both looked up, locking gazes for the first time since they'd run into each other. Lessa's eye widened as she remembered everything.
"F'lar," She whispered, "We were…We've…on," She glanced at Ramoth, down at Mnementh, and then back up at F'lar.
His reaction paralleled hers. He gazed down at Lessa, hesitating but wanted to pull her into his arms. "Pern?" He questioned, quietly.
She nodded, placing a hand to her mouth, "I have so much to tell you. About this life… and…and you have to tell me about yours…and …oh I know Brekke. What about F'nor? Or Robinton? Or…or…"
He chuckled and bent to her, silencing her with a kiss. She threw her arms around his neck, kissing him back with fervor. When he pulled back he smiled, "All in due time, dear. All in due time." And he kissed her again, wrapping his arms about her waist and pulling her closer.
Lessa realized that she suddenly didn't feel so empty anymore, "I didn't realize it until now, but I really missed you."
"Me, too," He said. "Me, too."
A/N: I liked this idea, I personally thought it was interesting, if a little weird. I'm thinking that there is a possibility of more to this part, going into the history of F'lar and Lessa's lives on Earth, meeting others from Pern and such. I think I would like to write more just for me if nothing else. I would appreciate reviews.