A.N. Whoa, here I am ago, coming in all sheepish because I haven't updated in so long…I'm sorry! Life has been really busy and I really haven't had much time on my hands to update. Truth is, I still don't really have time to update, but I felt bad…so I am. Ok, let's see what this chapter has in store for us…because honestly, I don't know until I start writing…

Then he pulled her towards him and kissed her hard. When he pulled away, they were both short of breath.

"No cute bunny can do that," he told her.

Then, having had the last word, he put on his helmet, hopped onto his bike, and rode off, leaving Bay gaping slightly at him, his heart feeling freer than it had in ages.

Three days later, Emmett had seen Bay once, but it was briefly and they hadn't had a chance to sit down and really talk. Emmett couldn't honestly say that he was disappointed about that, considering that he wasn't exactly eagerly anticipating the idea of discussing his old crush on Daphne with Bay. But, you know what they say about necessary evil…it had to happen at some point. That point happened to be four days after Bay regained her memory.

It was a Friday afternoon and Emmett came to pick Bay up from school, the first time he'd been able to do it since she regained her memories.

When he saw her approaching him, he smiled and lifted up his chin at her in greeting, briefly squeezing her shoulder before handing her his spare helmet. She put a hand up, indicating that she wanted him to wait. He looked at her, puzzled.

"Is something wrong?" Emmett asked, confused.

"No, nothing's wrong…but we still need to talk," she said, and gave him a meaningful look.

His first instinct was divert! Distract! Procrastinate some more! so he did the best he could. "Today? Now? But it's such a beautiful day out! Let's go to the park and hang out there!" he tried, realizing as he was saying it that it probably wasn't going to do much good.

He saw Bay start to shake her head, then stop, pause, and sign, "Ok."

Uh, what just happened? Emmett thought. Don't kick a gift horse in the mouth, buddy; just go with it! She's giving you more time!

Listening to the latter voice, Emmett motioned for Bay to put on her helmet, swung a leg over his bike, made sure Bay was holding on tight, and sped off to the park.

There's a feeling that very few people get to experience. It's the feeling of riding on a motorcycle, the fresh crisp air surrounding you, blowing at your face, the colors of the trees melding together in your peripheral vision, and your girlfriend hugging you from the back, holding on as you ride down the open road together. Ok, so the road wasn't so open; it was 5 o'clock and there was traffic in some parts of their drive, but it was still nice nonetheless.

When they arrived at the park, Emmett grabbed Bay's hand, swinging it slightly as they walked toward the grassy area. They found a nice tree, sat down, and Emmett started to reach for Bay, ready to encircle her with his arms, as she sat between his legs and he sat with his back against the trunk of the tree. Bay shook her head at him, though, and sat opposite him, facing him. When he looked askance at her, she said, "We need to talk."

His mouth dropped open slightly. "You tricked me!" he claimed.

He saw her laugh, felt her body vibrating. "Not really, I didn't." He raised his eyebrows at her. "C'mon, Emmett, really…you said that you wanted to come here and hang out! I said ok, and now here we are at the park, hanging out." He kept his eyebrows raised, giving her a look that was saying, Really, Bay? Really? She didn't back down, though. "I gave in to your part…I just didn't tell you that I planned on still fulfilling my part!" and she finished her argument with a victorious smile.

"Do we really have to do this today, Bay? Can't we do it, like…" he pretended to think, "Never?"

Her smile faded. "C'mon, Emmett. You know we have to talk about this. I get that this was in the past, but the fact that you keep trying to put off this conversation is making me nervous. What are you hiding that you don't want to discuss?" Bay asked.

"Nothing, I swear I'm hiding nothing! I just feel like this is going to be an annoying and not exactly cheerful conversation, and I feel like I just got you back! I mean, you forgot that I was your boyfriend! I had to watch you get back together with Ty, of all people! I just want to have some more time between us that's carefree and fun, like how it used to be!" Emmett defended himself.

"So, we'll get back to the carefree and fun stuff after we discuss your years-long crush on Daphne!" Bay shot back, her hands moving almost as quickly as his.

He was about to protest again, but figured he might as well just get the conversation over with. Bay had a point; after they had this conversation, then things could get back to normal and it'd be great, right? Nothing more to worry about.

He sighed. "Fine, what do you want to know?"

"How long did you have a crush on Daphne?" Bay promptly asked, as if the question had been waiting to be asked for a long time. Truth was, it kind of was…it was just buried very deep for a while.

"Eight years," he answered.

Bay's eyes got big. "Eight years?" she signed dramatically. "Emmett, you're only 17! You've spent half of your life with a crush on Daphne?"

Bay didn't look so happy, Emmett noticed. Duh, what were you expecting? Tread very carefully, my friend¸ a voice in his head said, very carefully. He listened to it.

"Bay, you have to realize, Daphne was my best friend for most of my life. We were always there for each other. You know what my stance was on hearing-deaf relationships until I met you. I thought there was no way for them to work! Of all the deaf girls I knew, Daphne was the least shallow, most charismatic, funny, and smart." Emmett looked carefully at Bay's face. Uh-oh, this is not going well…Think fast, Bledsoe, think fast! Bay was looking at him incredulously.

"And this is supposed to make me feel better…how?" Bay asked sarcastically, before Emmett could even start to try to fix where the conversation was headed.

"But then I met you! And you were so different from what I expected hearing girls to be like…you were so different from any girl I knew, even Daphne, and in a good way! You were an artist like me, working with life to portray things beautifully and deeply. Nobody else I knew ever got me in that way! You also have a sarcastic sense of humor, which was attractive to me. It was like you got me and my humor, too, but also had your own spin on things. And you're smart and beautiful and hot… I couldn't help but fall in love with you! And my feelings for you are far deeper than they ever were for Daphne, you have to realize that! You and I get each other in a way that nobody else gets us. That's why we're so amazing together, and that's why I fought so hard to get you to remember. Because no matter how many other friends I had around me during that time, there was still something missing…the one person who got me, who challenged me, who made me appreciate being me. You."

After signing so much so quickly and with such heart, Emmett felt exhausted. He looked at Bay. She had tears in her eyes. She stared at him and said, "That was the most beautiful thing anyone has ever said to me." He smiled at her. "I love you, Emmett."

Then, she put her hands on either side of his face, brought him closer, and kissed him with several months worth of pent up passion and feelings. Even though they'd kissed since she'd regained her memory, this was like the kiss of all kisses. All the emotions they felt for each other were packed into this kiss. All of a sudden, she pulled away, blushing.

He looked at her, puzzled. "What?" he asked.

She giggled a bit. "I heard people whistling at us."

He smiled at her. "Let them whistle," he said, and pulled her back into his arms and kissed her again.

A.N. Alright, people, that was the chapter that was a seriously long time in coming. I hope you enjoyed! Please review and let me know what you think/thought!