A:N-To S-Bumblebee...yes the quote was from the Savage Time. How'd you know?

Anyhoo..Here's chapter 2!

In spite of you and me and the whole silly world going to pieces around us, I love you."

As the blue left her, the familiar apartment met her sight. 'Here goes.' Shayera thought as she walked into the apartment. Before she knocked on John's door, she took a deep breath. This time she'd tell him that what happened last night couldn't happen again. No matter how much she wanted it to. They couldn't do that to Mari. It wasn't right. Taking another deep breath, she knocked on the door.

John was just spraying on some Cologne when he heard a knock. 'She's here!' He thought to himself with a smile. He dressed a little snazzy, but he wanted to look good for Shayera. Black slacks and a black button up shirt, the first two buttons undone. He took a deep breath and opened the door.

They exchanged the normal pleasantries. It was as if they were teens on their first date. Shayera felt a wave of comfort wash over her as she took in his apartment. Everything was the same, even the movie in front of the tv.

"Old Yeller?" She asked with a smile.

He laughed. "Yeah. I thought we could watch a movie."

"And naturally you picked Old Yeller, again. Great choice." She laughed. Dinner was simple. Chinese take-out! She had the shrimp lo mein and he had some Kung pao chicken. They ate on the sofa while they watched the movie. When the food was done the empty containers were tossed on the table. The two had started out on different sides of the couch but as the movie went on and on, the two found their way closer and closer. Soon, John had his arm around Shayera and she was tucked close to his chest, her feet tucked in beside her. When the movie was over, it was only 8.

"How about another movie?" John asked.

"Ok. You can pick."

John thought of what to choose while stroking his beard. 'If I pick a short movie, she'll be gone earlier. But, if I choose a long one, I'll be with her longer." So he chose the longest movie he had. Before he showed Shayera what he chose, he heard her laugh.

"What's so funny?" He asked smiling.

"I just realized that you stroke your beard when you think." Shayera stood up and wrapped her arms around his neck. "I also realized that I still hate it."

John let out a small chuckle. "You say that now, but you weren't complaining last night."

Shayera frowned at the memory and let go of John. She looked down to his hand.

"Gone with the Wind?" She asked, raising a brow at him.

"It's a great movie." John said.

"Sounds sappy." Shayera mumbled, sitting back on the couch.

Unlike John, Shayera didn't sit quietly.

"Damn it Scarlet! He doesn't love you. He loves Melanie!"

John smiled at her outbursts. For the next four hours, all you heard was the movie and Shayera.

"That Rhett sure is handsome."

"How could she marry him?"

"Ugh why can't she let go of Ashley?"

"That Rhett is really handsome."

"I love mammy!" "Melanie is so nice! Scarlet doesn't deserve her!"

"Rhett is handsome."

"I hate that she married him."

"She doesn't deserve Rhett!"

"Oh Rhett don't go to war!" And so she went on during the whole movie. She was so into the movie. When Bonnie died she almost wept. "Oh no! Just like pa! Oh why! She was only a little girl!"

"Poor Rhett!"

"He still is handsome."

"Oh no, not Melanie!"

"Oh Rhett don't leave!"

As Rhett left scarlet behind, Shayera wondered if John had felt as distraught as Scarlet when she left him. Their leavings were different. Shayera had told john she loved him. Rhett, on the other hand, had told Scarlet he no longer cared for her. He still loved her, Shayera could tell. Loving her just hurt. 'Loving john hurts too.' Shayera thought sullenly.

Finally it was over. "Oh John. That was the greatest movie ever!" Her negative thinking forgotten for now He laughed at her.

"If you liked that, you'd probably like Pride and Prejudice too."

She looked at him. "Why Mr. Stewart, are you asking me out on another date? I didn't think we were that familiar."

Playing along he took her hand and lightly kissed it and said "Ms. Hol, I'd very much like to be familiar." She blushed a little. To hide it she looked away. "Why Ms. Hol, is that a blush?"

"No." She lied. They both laughed. Then she sighed.

"John, this can't go on." He sighed and gripped her hand tighter now with both his hands.

"You've said this before."

"What about Mari?" She demanded.

He loosened his grip but didn't let go. "I don't know."

She sighed and pulled her hands from his. "I would tell you to let me know once you figured it out, but I don't want to be strung along much longer." She was at the door. "I love you John. But I've said this before. I won't wait forever, and time is running out." And then she left.