-Chapter 41-
~Fabian~
We left immediately after the library Nina had a flight to catch and I well... I needed to get back to life, without my ex-wife. It was raining like a mad-man. And by the time we got to the airport at 4 am, it was even worse than when we left. And to Nina's, dismay, her flight as cancelled. Not another one for two days.
"What am I going to do? Stay here? Stay at a hotel?" Nina asks me at the airport entrance
"There's always the flat." I tell her
"Staying at my ex-husbands flat?" Nina asks "I wouldn't call that the best solution."
"Technically, were still married and it's still your flat." I point out
"You are right..." She sighs
I leave for Oxford to catch up on what I missed and Nina goes to town. I spend the day grading papers. I finally leave at 10 pm. I drive to the flat and park my car outside of the three story building. It only had two flats. Mine was on the bottom floor, Amber and Micks the two top floors. It was covered in vines. I climb up the stairs into the flat and Nina's there. Reading a book and drinking some white wine in the two-seater couch below the bay window.
"Fabian." She greets and offers me a glass of wine
"Hello." I take the wine but walk to the right corner of the room to the record player. I place the needle onto the record and let it play. The familiar music of Jerry Vale's "Sunrise, Sunset" begans to play in all it's glory like it did in 1966. I look back a Nina. She's smiling. I walk over and offer my hand to her
"You kept it. The Jerry Vale record we found at the old shop. You kept it." She smiles more
"Of course." I smile back
She takes my hand and I guide here to the middle of the room. I put my hand on her waist and she put hers on my shoulder. My other hand, intwined with hers, holding each other up at shoulder level. Her head is on my shoulder both eyes closed. We sway back and fourth to the music, which then begans to sing
"Is this is girl I carried?
Is this the little boy at play?
I don't remember growing older,
When did they?" Jerry Vale sings out
I beginning to hymn along
"When did she become such a beauty?
When did he grow so tall?
Wasn't it yesterday,
When they were so small?" I sing queitly in unison with the record player
"Sunrise, sunset
Sunrise, sunset
Swiftly flow the days
Seedlings turn overnight to sunflowers
Blossoming even as we gaze.
Sunrise, sunset
Sunrise, sunset
Swiftly fly the years
One season following another
Laden with happiness and tears" I continue
"Fabian?" Nina asks, when the bridge is playing, not moving from her position
"Mhm." I say quietly
"Why can't we start over? Why can't things go back to the way it was?" She questions queitly
"We can't Nina. We have a 13 year old. I'm a professor. You have a life in LA." I explain
"But Ara wouldn't mind. And your jobs just a job, like mine. And I would leave mine right now, if you want..." She continues to ramble
"Shh, Nina." I tell her queitly "that's a world away. Jobs and everything. We'll figure it out, the divorce or the un-divorce. Or whatever."
Were able to listen to the last little bit
"Sunrise, sunset
Sunrise, sunset
Swiftly fly the years
One season following another
Laden with happiness and tears." Then the music dies and were left standing
Nina yawns queitly "where should I sleep?..."
"The office is a mess, Ara's room is Ara's room." I say "so the couch or my bedroom."
"Right..." She trails off then leaves past the kitchen, down the hallway and into my room
I take my time turning off the record player, putting away the wine and washing out the glasses. Then I walk back into my room, where the bed-side lamp is on and Nina's climbed into to her old side. Her body is slowly moving up and down in a breathing pattern of sleep. I slip into my own pajamas. An old Anubis-house t-shirt and plaid pajamas. I climb into the bed, apperently Nina's found my old university-era flannels, because she's wearing one, which is obviously a few sizes to big and my other pair of plaid pajamas. I turn off the light and kiss her head
"Goodnight Nina Rutter. Sweet dreams."
A/N so this^^^ is just like a big FABINA slap in the face... lol... So... I'm sorry or your welcome? Either way, yeah. But, so I hope you enjoy that... See you soon✌️