Chapter 11

Alive

'What's wrong beautiful?' Skye finally asks me. It's three am on the night that I'd broken down in his arms, and we were still at the Goddess pond together. I shake my head and look out at the water. I still didn't want to talk about it, and even if I did, I didn't have a notepad to write looks at me and smirks. 'Don't tell me my charm hasn't worked on you yet my darling Jill.' I roll my eyes at him, and gesture that I don't have anything to write on. 'Hehe I see.' He replied. 'If you did have something to write on, I'm sure you'd be telling me how enchanting you find me.' His smirk is gone and he's just grinning at me now. I shake my head at him, suppressing a smile. I could tell he was trying to cheer me up, but despite his best efforts, I felt like crying again. Skye must have noticed my expression, because his grin became softer. 'Jill,' he starts when I look at him again, 'You'll feel better once you talk about it.' I turn my face away from him and look out at the water. It's calming and gentle, and it reminded me of Skye's words earlier. 'I've always wanted to be someone's sea.' I thought about how he'd stuck with me through this entire night, when in reality, we barely knew each other. The least I could do was tell him why I was so upset. I slowly stand up from my spot near the pond. Skye looks up, surprised. Before his lips can form any words though, I reach out my hand to him, and after a second, he silently takes it.

We're in my farmhouse, sitting at the small table in my kitchen. Skye looks slightly confused, as I've yet to tell him why I've brought him here. I grab a notepad and write him a note.

'Welcome to my home. Even though technically you've been here before.' It says, and I shoot him a pointed look.

'Hehe, I wouldn't have stolen from here if I knew it was the home of such a beautiful maiden.' He says once he'd read the note. He winks at me, and I feel a blush forming on my cheeks. I write another note.

'My chicken died.' It says, changing the mood smile slowly fades, and an uncomfortable look forms on his face.

'I'm sorry Jill.' His lips form. His sarcastic smirk is gone, and the flirtation in his eyes had dissapeared. I nod at him, and even though I'd been crying all night, I can feel the tears forming again. I put my head in my hands and turn away from Skye, not wanting him to see how pathetic I am. My body tenses up in anticipation of his comforting touch, but it never comes. After I've cried a while, I look up and, much to my surprise, I see Skye in my kitchen cooking. I wipe my tears off my face and just stare at him. He turns around, probably noticing the lack of the sound of my tears, and smiles at me.

'When's the last time you've had something to eat Jill?' His lips ask, and I shake my head, unsure. Whatever he's cooking begins to smell amazing, and I find myself standing up and walking over to him.

'What's this?' I sign instinctively, and when I see Skye's confused expression, I realized that he had no idea what I'd said. I grab my notepad and ask the same thing again.

'Curry,' he says, and I write him another note.

'Why are you cooking curry?' It asks, and he looks at me with mock surprise.

'Because it's my signature dish of course. Don't tell me you've forgotten about our night together already, beautiful.' I smile a little at him, and he smiles back at me. He was so good at changing the subject or getting my mind on something other than my sadness. He did this so effortlessly, like he'd known me all my life, and I realized that even though we barely knew each other, we knew each other. I could read his lips easily now, as I was so used to the way his mouth moved. He knew when I didn't have a notepad with me right away, and when I didn't want to talk about something. We fit together well, and right at that moment, I felt closer to him than to anymore. Skye quickly finished the curry, and we sat back down at my table to eat. As I lifted the fork to my mouth, I noticed Skye was staring at me in anticipation. I give him a look and he nods at me, encouraging me to take a bite. I do, and instantly my mouth is filled with a fantastic blend of flavors. I quickly take another bite, and pretty soon, I'm half way done with the dish. I happen to glance up while I'm shoveling the stuff in my mouth, and I see Skye grinning at me.'Hehe, I'll take that as a compliment.' He says, and I nod and finish the meal. When we're both done, I scribble a note.

'That was delicious Skye.' It says, and I'm rewarded with a genuine smile from him.

'Thank you Jill.' He says, and we just sit there for a moment. After a minute or so, Skye starts to talk again.'Hehe, I think its about time I should leave, beautiful.' I can feel my face fall a little, but I quickly nod before he can notice. A thought suddenly pops into my mind.

'Can you do me one last favor?'

We're at a far corner of my farm, where I don't have any crops planted. The ground before us is freshly dug up, and a place that was intended to grow new life was now a home for something with no life in it at all. This was the place where Marlin had decided to bury Ginger. The place in the land was unmarked, and if you didn't know my farm the way I did, it would be just another place in the ground. I crouch down before the grave, and place my hand on the dirt. Skye stays standing before me, probably not wanting to get his expensive looking pants any dirtier than they already were, and looks down at the grave. I think about all the things Ginger meant to me, and I draw a heart in the dirt the covers her resting ground.
"I'm sorry." I whisper, before standing up and looking at Skye. He looks confused, and I wonder whether or not he heard the words leave my lips. I doubt it. The sun was slowly starting to come up, and I knew he would have to leave soon. As he said, a good girl like me shouldn't be caught with a thief. I hesitantly place my head on his shoulder, and without missing a beat he puts an arm around me. Thief or not, I haven't felt this alive in years, so I close my eyes and take the moment in.

A.N. So...uhh..yeah. I had major writer's block with this chapter. For some reason I had issues with what should happen after the last utterly depressing chapter, and this is what I came up with. I hope you Skye fans are happy. ANYWAYS thanks so much for reading and reviewing. Some interesting things came to light in this chapter, and I hope you caught them. Thanks so much for reading this nonsense.

-Goldengirl