I have news for everyone and that is Beyond Fate and Time is going to be rewrote.

Anyways heres the next one... also I need some help do you guys think the stories new summary is better or worse?

Old: "Olivia Jane Stevens or misses Stevens as she by her students, has a simple life, simple job as a elementary teacher, simple students even. That is until Robin the tactician came back changing her simple life forever.

Yes I know that more or less wasn't the old summary but it was the gist of it.(I might change the summary again or not... it does at least I think references 'Beyond Fate and Time'

Now the title... like I said before it sounds like a Kellam notice story, and the title doesn't add up to the build I want for the story.

'New life of a once dead man' 'Tactician of modern day' 'Once old twice new'

Those are titles I feel fit the build I want for this story and I picked one.

I simply edited the old title.

Anyways here you go.

I swear though this might become a M rated story because of how I word things... do tell if it does.

Keep in mind this chapter isn't entirely edited so um careful and review my mistakes I guess? This chapter is sort of rushed... but I swear the next chapter will do better as its made!...haahhah!...I'm going to lose readers aren't I?

Its a strange day... but... it was met in a better life...However once dead-men gain new lives better or worse...

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"Olivia..." Robin had said standing right behind her, Olivia had tears streaming down her face. She refused to look at him even as it rained staining the clothes she wore, her pink hair was undone and went down her back.

They stood in a field of green, rain pouring upon them yet neither wore anything to keep them dry aside from Robin wearing his Plegian coat. Beauty was stained by tears, a destroyed look, and wet stains staining the beautiful clothes that left none of what she wore to imagination.

It wasn't that long ago that they had learned Robin would have to commit a indirect suicide by killing Grima... The Grima that stood inside of Robins body both inside her actual fiance's and the man that had married her in another time.

"Olivia you have to understand why I'm doing this." Robin voice not moving to console her because Olivia would just leave his grasp of affection. He too had cried like Olivia is right now, all the shepherds had come to him saying it wasn't worth it, killing himself wasn't the right answer.

However all that served to do was make Robin's family worse since they knew...

They knew that it would only make him feel more desire to save them and remove Grima permanently as opposed to just let him rest.

Inigo never voiced out the idea that what if Grima returned even when he was put to sleep. However what they had heard devastated everyone.

Naga had the audacity to say that Inigo and Morgan would have to die once Robin committed suicide, if they were to start the process of removing Grima entirely, she was almost adamant to push the matter forward and demand they did so.

Inigo said he'd change his name until his father returned if he did the deed.

Morgan... she hadn't spoken a single word since then.

Morale was breaking apart in the family and slowly in the shepherds

"Olivia your going to get sick if you stay out here." Robin had said to her removing his coat and walking over to her, placing upon her she still refused to utter a word to him aside from tears.

"Please... Please I need to hear your voice, your beautiful singing voice, your beautiful dancing. Please don't stain it all Inigo needs you, Morgan needs, your friends need you but most importantly I need you." Robin hugged her trying not to cry, her head rested on his chest grasping it as if it was the only thing that could save her life. She did not turn her head nor did she look up to see his face, Robin starred deeply into her hair hoping for that image to switch to hers so he may see her once more.

She hit his chest with a fist but Robin held on as she tried to force him away.

"I-if you die-e-e what wi-l-l happen t—o me? My love, our wedding day, our children and the-en their children? Grim—a *Sniff* Naga... why? What did we do to deserve any of this!" She shouted still punching his chest, he uttered no word just listened to her.

She continued to punch his chest, tears ran her face.

To him she saved him from his struggle copping with the death he caused on the battle field, she saved him from Emmeryns death even, she was the only light able to reach him in his endless suffering. No memories, full of only what ifs of what he was until they learned.

A weapon... a vessel of Power... rejected by his blood... thought to be a monster to those who don't know him.

To her he was the only one who looked at her without a gaze of lust or love, he was patient, he loved her for her not her beauty, her singing, her dancing even... sure he loved those things she could do but he loved the person she was on the inside.

He never not once abused her shyness, she helped him and he helped her. They fell in love with one another in what was in the blink of an eye, one by one Shepherds married...

Gaius and Lissa , Chrom and Maribelle, Virion and Miriel, Tharja and Henry, Donnel and Panne, Stahl and Cherche, Nowi and Lon'qu, Frederick and Sully, Cordelia and Kellam until finally Olivia and Robin.

Sumia was one of the few not in a relationship.

When they all met their children each family surprised them with welcoming arms. Inigo and Morgan, Olivia and Robin's pride and joy.

Morgan had no memory aside from Robin but there was strands that pointed that Olivia was the mother aside from the hair and Inigo's confirmation.

Standing in each others arms, Olivia finally picking her head up fully knowing what she was about to do and what it would mean. She kissed him and he kissed back.

With that kiss sealed a promise to return no matter the cost.

Unknowingly that promise soon stated that it would mean, no matter what life as well.

"Olivia please! Its me! Robin! Your husband!" He shouted at her trying to get up but found he couldn't. The social studies teacher could only watch as the tactician struggled to get up.

Robin recognized Olivia as Olivia the dancer... husband? "Robin never officially married."

'Officially' that meant Robin was engaged and was to be married when he returned. "Hes going to be heartbroken when he learns of what happened to Olivia the dancer." Olivia said to her self, Robin had just woken up and was begging for Olivia to remember him.

Robin didn't see Olivia Jane he saw his 'Wife' Olivia the dancer. No body remembered her last name aside from her title or the fact she was a dancer. Hence the term 'the dancer.'

History also remembered what happened as time went forward.

To her Robin was her historical icon, personally he was a stranger.

To him Olivia was his wife, to woman he wished to be with life and death.

Olivia didn't know what to believe other than what she had unconsciously thought.

"Am I his wifes reincarnation?"

No that couldn't be right, her hair wasn't like Olivia's aside from the fact it was pink like hers but she had strands of black in her hair and she didn't show off her skin to anyone. She didn't dance nor would she be good at it, Her hair was more like Morgan Robin's apprentice instead of Olivia's.

Soon doctors rushed in and started to calm down the tactician, they knew he was going to panic when he woke up but no matter what the tactician did he could not stop the liquid that was in the I.V bag from going into his bloodstream.

They held him down until they felt no force holding them from pushing Robin down.

"Lon'qu what are you doing?!" He shouted before he was unable to fight back.

Lon'qu was the name of swordsmen in the shepherds, yet Olivia could not see which one Robin saw was Lon'qu. She saw a black haired man, gold haired woman and a bald man, And that was all she could see.

She was able to see two name tags though.

Lin'koi and Mary.

Mary had stayed but Lin'koi and the other one left. Mary went over and stood in front of Robin hands on her hips, a scowl on her face and for whatever reason it made Olivia nervous.

"Must you act so harshly? Your no better than the children scared of getting a needle in their arms for blood work." She told him sharply it was like she expected him to not panic after all wasn't she informed?

"..."

"Robin James Ita you are in the presence of women respond, tell me whats wrong or get out." She said sharper than before, it was menacing really. Robin James Ita? Was she misinformed? Or was she tending to the wrong person?

"Whats... going on here?" Robin had voiced out the purple haired tactician was in a haze so suddenly and looked like he was going to fall asleep.

"Whats going on here is that you had a real weapon on it that I had to call the detective to come again, you wore the clothes of an overly outdated and dead man. Blood and tears all over yet from I learned from the nurses was that there was no wounds. Despite the report saying that blood was bursting from your mouth and chest area." She took a breath before continuing her rant. 'Wow' Was all she could think of.

"A Purple Grima tattoo on your back that covered completely on your back but instead of eyes there were strange symbols on them. Upon checking medical files found nothing, banking accounts nothing, insurance nothing again, birth record nothing again the only thing we do have is a blood test needed to be done and for your prints to come back. So tell me this Robin James... who are you and what is going on with you?" She said narrowing her eyes, crossing her arms but her back never faltered never shrugged and sunk downward even. She spoke so fast Robin couldn't comprehend what she was saying, not that he could really after all...

Medicine and healthcare was different in his life.

"...Huh?" He uttered.

Mary was not happy with this, sighing she made a sharp turn and headed for the door. Upon leaving Olivia turned her gaze upon the clothes he had. How could there have been no wounds on him? Also James. Ita? Why did he suddenly have a new name for?

"Mjolnir..." Robin uttered causing her to look over to him this time.

Her eyes widened at this... Mjolnir was a legendary tome but a hammer used by Thor in comics... 'Not that she read any...'

Falchion was the only known legendary weapon that as far as Olivia knew existed, Mjolnir was arguably the strongest tome as she could tell no one was old enough to know what the strength of the five legend tomes were.

Mjolnir, Valflame, Excalibur, Book of Naga and Grima's truth.

She listed in her mind... Did Robin have them some how? Wait did the symbols mean those? Wait no that wasn't possible ether.

Sighing she decided to do what Mary did only lighter put.

"Robin? I'm Olivia but not the one you think..." She said she couldn't tell if he was listening but she spoke anyways.

"I'm afraid to say this... but Chrom and the shepherds are at least a millennial old at this point, I don't know why she spoke to you in that way or in that way but I... am your care taker. Yes my name is... Olivia but it is Olivia Jane. Stevens. I'm a elementary social studies teacher meaning I teach history to others." She told him his face was blank when she said Millennial.

"I... See... I can't think right now.. this feels so... I don't know even are.. are you sure?" He asked her only to be met with a nod from her.

"I'm going to explain what I can okay? James is your middle name and Ita comes from what would be Chon'sin right now. Understand?" She said she wasn't entirely sure but at this point she didn't care. Inside she was trembling sedated or not Robin was most likely understanding everything what she could tell him.

"I see your awake Robin" A familiar voice said coming through the door, It was Jack the detective from before wearing a strange smile almost menacing really.

"Keep in mind Robin, Olivia is your care taker, wife, girl friend, best friend, nurse, friend, whatever you want, now speaking of Olivia... can you step out I need to speak to him." He said.

Three hours later.

Robin came in with Jack, Olivia was in the waiting room.

Robin had a new set of clothes and had some medical tape around his arm.

'He took a blood test.' She thought to her self.

"I will go and sign Robin out and the press will learn about him... so keep watch for them Olivia Stevens. Today from now on Robin will live with you since there's nothing we can do." He said going towards the receptionist not even allowing them to speak a word. Robin had a bag with what was most likely his clothes originally.

He was now wearing dark blue jeans and a completely black long sleeved shirt that oddly went well with purple hair his face was the same as before was still charred, and the shirt was probably going to cover the bruises.

"I forgot to acknowledge the charring back there... Oh no."

He said nothing to her but look at Jack.

Thirty minutes pass and they finally leave heading towards a bus stop only to find she has to call a cab. Robin's face was blank the entire time until they got home to her house.

Stepping forward towards the house addressed as five fifty one rose street.

Her house was nothing but white on the outside too boring to be acknowledged really aside from its structure.

It was shaped like how a small child would think of a house a box with a triangle on top.

The difference being was that it was shaped as a rectangle with a box bulging out with a window on it on the left side, three windows on the right side but it did not bulge out. Finally it finished with a roof.

They walked until they met the door of her house but just as she was about to open the door...

"Why am I-I b-being taken c-care of b-by you?" He asked having a hard time with tears not about to fall.

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Again I said the majority of this is edited, So review what I did wrong ether grammar wise or how I spaced things out.

This is probably longer, Name additions and how things are going is forced most likely yes, but I felt the names should have been given to match.

Also Since I didn't elaborate on this it will be next chapter alright?

I do think more things should have been gone through with but eh what can I do?

Yes I changed the name and Summary.

Blindknyttstories: I must say Thank you and I am surprised... I didn't expect to gain your attention to this story really. Did this capture more or was this more forced in terms of what is happening? Did something catch your eyes just as much as some elses? Like per say the tattoo? Don't spare any details!