Hey guys, this is the final chapter. I can't say that I was entirely happy with this story, I had expected more out of myself really. Maybe someday that will get to me and I'll end up re-writing it. If I do then there will be a note at the end of this story explaining that...Anyways please enjoy this and leave a review.

Oh and also the epilogue shall be posted next Friday.

Sorry today's update was late...internet was temporarily cut off.

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Chapter 7

Candace POV

"Jeremy!" I screamed wildly out into the blizzard. The snow whipped my skirt and scorched my eyes as I squinted into the inferno. There was white everywhere…just white and no carriage, no Jeremy. He would be with the horse but was the horse back at the stable or was she still trapped out on the path trying to encourage her to return back to the pasture?

The tears that formed at my eyes froze the instant that they were shed.

Without thinking of my lack of cloak or shoes, without thinking of the consequences that ammonia could have on myself and my baby I flew out into the storm. I needed to find him with a force that seemed stronger than reason. I couldn't let him get away from me and I couldn't let him die out in that bloody storm.

My feet froze first as I trudged through the knee height snow. I screamed his name out into the white until my throat burned from the effort.

"…Jeremy," I cried out.

I reached out my hand as if I could touch him. I had no idea where I was or how far away shelter was. I had run off at random but getting back didn't seem like an option without him. I hoped that I would upon some luck simply stumble upon the carriage. I muttered a quick prayer under my breath. Funny how people turned to that unknown when faced with danger.

I squinted against the snowflakes that were building up on my eyelashes.

There was the outline of a carriage its wheels buried into the snow. The horse carrying it whined and dragged trying to escape. It's desperate calls racked straight into my soul. If the horse was still here, then where was Jeremy?

I hurried my pace, adrenaline taking over my mind, body and soul.

"Jeremy!" I pleaded.

"C-Candace?"

I ran towards the sound and tugged open the door. He had curled up on the ground of the carriage and was pulling his cloak around him trying to salvage what little body heat he had left. I felt his face, his lips had turned blue against the cold. My fingers glanced over his lips, they were like ice.

"Come on, Jeremy we'll get back." I shivered as I wrapped my still warm fingers around his.

"B-but t-the h-horse," he muttered.

I left him for an instant and untied the horse's reins. She would find her way back, horses were intelligent creatures. She would help us to get back.

"Shh, steady girl," I cooed.

I hoisted him up and onto the horse's back. His weak fingers caught in her mane to keep himself up. I grabbed her rein.

"Come on girl, help us get back."

But everywhere I looked all I could see was white.

The palace was nowhere in sight.

The horse was dragging me forward with so much certainty that I had to believe that we were going in the correct direction.

I felt so blind. The white being all that I saw and eventually all that I felt, my limbs went numb to the extent that I was surprised that I could still put on foot in front of the other.

"Jeremy, are you alright?" I asked.

He didn't respond.

This didn't help my overall anxiety.

I mean I was trusting a horse! How was I supposed to know if she even knew the way back? Maybe she was just leading us off farther into the grounds? I wouldn't know the difference considering that I was as blind as a baby mole at the moment! It felt insane, I felt insane.

But there was a light ahead.

Was that the palace or perhaps the pearly gates opening up for me?

"Oh my goodness! There is a girl and a horse coming up!"

Coming up to heaven? I didn't know that horses could go to heaven. Well you learn something new every day I guess.

The rein was taken from my hand. My fingers felt empty without it.

"Come here, duckie, let's get you out of the cold. Get the lad too!"

The angel took my hand and led me…into the front foyer of the palace.

The head chef smiled up at me. "You two gave us quite the scare you know, you running off into the storm like that. Well I guess the lad here is arguing though. It was very brave." She complimented.

Okay far off from an angel but the palace did in fact feel like heaven compared to the hell that was outside.

I let myself be carried [By one of the kitchen boys, I think] up to the chamber where the palace doctor was working. I let myself be examined without really catching anything that he said. I welcomed sleep when he finally let me have it and I let it overcome me.

I had rescued him. He was here, everything would be fine now.

After the doctor had proclaimed that I and the baby were going to be fine, I set myself on the task of being a caretaker to Jeremy. They had moved him to a more comfortable bed and Isabella had said that he would be allowed to stay in the guest chambers until he was better and able to work again.

Once again, I was very glad of my close relationship to the Queen.

I dabbed the cloth to his forehead but it was still burning.

I still didn't understand how you could get a fever from being in the cold. Still I followed my mother's instructions and just hoped that he would get better. But he hadn't woken up in two hours.

I dabbed more rapidly.

"Jeremy, I'm sorry. I was so cruel to you, I'm sorry. I never meant any of it, you know that right? I was just worried that you would only want one thing from me and then you would just cast me aside…like he did. But you're not like that. No, you are a good man, which are in low stocks these days and you actually care about me and I'm not afraid to say now that I really care about you too."

I knew he couldn't hear me but it consoled me to try and speak to him. I dropped the cloth back into the bowl and rung out the water.

"I don't know what to make out of these feelings I have for you. But I'm willing to try and see if you are the one, Jeremy. I think you might be."

His face remained blank, save for the sweat that dripped lazily down his forehead. He was so pale, he looked as if he had gained a few years while he was out in that storm.

I continued to dab and continued to talk to him, hoping that maybe my words would coax him out of it. He didn't wake until nearly two hours later. His eyes blinking open and staring up at the bed curtains, slightly confused before his gaze set on me.

"C-Candace?"

"Shh, you're still sick don't strain yourself."

"What happened?"

I smiled. "You tried to get the horse off the carriage once Phineas said that the storm was too bad and you needed to turn back. If it wasn't for that one stable girl then Phin and Isa wouldn't have gotten out but you stubbornly stayed behind to help the horse."

"D-did…Are t-they safe?"

I nodded. "They're fine but when I went to get you were freezing so much that you…were curled up on the floor of the carriage…you passed out on our way back. The horse helped us get back…she is really smart."

"Y-you saved me?" He asked, his bright blue eyes boring into mine.

I nodded. "Yeah, I guess I did. You get some rest, alright? Don't want your fever getting worse."

He nodded closing his eyes.

But I swear as he fell asleep…he smiled up at me.

The end

*Final author's note will be at the end of the epilogue