Author's notes: So there is only one more chapter left. In this chapter two years have passed. Also this took longer because I wanted to do the last two chapters and post them together to finally end this story. Please read and review!
Disclaimer: I don't own The Blue Lagoon: The Awaking.
Waiting by 3sth3r
Chapter 23: Leaving
Dean's POV
Jackson and Philip play at my feet. I need to keep them distracted while Emma puts the finishing touches on their birthday dinner. They are two now. Diana is only about three and a half although I can't really tell anymore I don't count the full moons like Emma does. I trust in her judgment.
Jackson was name after my father Jack. And Philip was named after Emma's dad Phil. I never met her dad, but after the way she talked about him from time to time he seemed like a nice enough guy. My dad never took me to baseball games like Emma's dad did, or ever went to anything I was involved in. But I guess that is mostly I'm fault. After my mother died I didn't want to join any social structure.
Jackson and Philip are playing on the sand, they paly hide and seek from under the old structure me and Emma made long ago when first came to the island. Emma and I decided something the other day. She and I don't want any more kids right now. She said maybe in another year or so we get try again. But for now every time we have sex I have to pull out just for I climax. It sucks but we have enough children to keep us busy for now.
After Emma gave birth we were run like chicken with our heads cut off. But slow we clam down and adjusted to the twins. They look more like Emma then me. Both have soft dirty blonde hair but nice brown eyes like me.
I can finally she myself grow old here and having more children with Emma, if that is what she wants. Personally, I was thinking along the lines of nine possibly ten kids plus the ones we alright have. But then again, I high doubt Emma want to give birth another ten times or so. I laugh to myself.
Emma changed but then so have I. She says that I look taller to her, and that our skin is almost brown because of how much sun we get. I didn't notice it until Diana was born, how right she was. Diana compared to us seemed so pale and white, but I guess in reality she is normal. Emma also says that we seem fit than when we first came to the island. I know for a fact that both I and Emma can run fast than we did when before landing here. After a little while longer, together with the boys we start heading back to the house.
I could hear a soft whipping sound in the distance. I look up and see a small moving object in the air. Is it a helicopter? I pull at my belt which has the old flare gun that was stranded with us almost five years ago. After the gun went missing and Emma went a bit crazy each one of us at some point in the day now carry it with them.
Emma must of hear the sound because she appears at the tree line with Diana closely following behind her. "What are you waiting for?" she asked.
"Look," I say pointing to the helicopter, "It's too far away, I don't think they will see us." Emma looks up and then back at me.
"Shoot the flare." I nod. I take the flare gun and point to up into the sky and pull the trigger.
To be continued…