A/N: Hey,This is Greenfield's. Sorry, all she seems to be able to write for this at the moment is George and Elizabeth! Hope you don't mind. Song is Yellow by Coldplay. Please review! Flashbacks in italics.
Look at the stars
Look how they shine for you
And everything you do
Yeah they were all yellow
"I don't like seeing you cry" George said gently, putting his arm around his lover. She rested her head on his shoulder and did not make a reply. She had been silent and tearful for well over a fortnight now, since she miscarried of their child, and he was genuinely worried about her. Of course, he had been greatly upset by the horrendous accident that had caused their unborn child to depart this life, but he took comfort in the fact that Elizabeth herself was well and healthy, and so were their two beautiful daughters. Elizabeth, however, did not take this view.
"Come on" he urged, rising from his seat on the edge of her bed and taking her hand. She stayed stubbornly still.
"I'm not in the mood, George" she mumbled at last, her voice void of all emotion. George tugged her hand a little harder and, after giving him a fierce glare, she allowed him to draw her towards the window, where they sat together. Stars hung glittering on the black cloak of night, only a few wisps of grey cloud ruining this otherwise perfect view. George put his arm around Elizabeth and pointed at the sparkling pattern in the sky.
"Look at the stars" he murmured, "They're shining for you, you know. To give you comfort and guidance"
"Don't be stupid" Elizabeth huffed, but her eyes were fixed on the stars he spoke of, "Why would they shine for me?"
George smiled to himself.
"They are! They're shining because of all the wonderful, beautiful, brilliant things that you do. They want you to be that person again. They want you to smile again"
"You are a dolt" she retorted, but there was a hint of a smile on her lips.
"Me?" George cried in protest, and laughed, "You're a dolt if you don't believe what I'm telling you" he paused, "You know what else those stars represent?"
"Go on" she rolled her eyes, but she was quite clearly enchanted.
"All the good times that we've had together. You look how many stars there are. Those good times far outweigh the bad"
"Like what?" she was smiling now, obviously keen to see what he remembered.
"Like the time I wrote the song about you. For you"
I came along
I wrote a song for you
And all the things you do
And it was called yellow
Elizabeth was fourteen years old, seated in the nursery at Hever. George was there for the Summer, a rare occurrence, and while she had been writing letters to Anne and Mary, George had been scribbling something else in a corner, strumming on his lute every so often. Their eyes connected across the room every so often, and Elizabeth was smiling to herself. She was sure that he was falling in love with you.
"Do you want to hear a tune, Elizabeth?" George asked eventually, "I believe it will be popular at court"
"Go on" Elizabeth agreed archly, swinging round in her chair to face him and resting her head on her hands. He was shuffling self-consciously as he sat before her. His eyes fixed on her as he sang in his handsome, melodic voice.
"The yellow sun, it shines upon, the ground where you do lay...and in the night, the stars they bloom, beneath the moonbeam ray...and in your eyes, the waves they roll, a dance upon the sea...and when these eyes, these tender eyes, look upon my own...I wonder why, I long to know, when will you love me?"
Elizabeth grinned, "Yes, I do recall. It was a lovely song"
"It was terrible" George countered, pleased that he had made her smile. Her gaze grew distant as she looked once again at the stars.
"What else?"
George mused for a moment, "Hm. The night I realised that I loved you"
So then I took my turn
Oh what a thing to have done
And it was all yellow
Your skin
Oh yeah your skin and bones
Turn into something beautiful
You know you know I love you so
You know I love you so
Elizabeth kissed Mary's cheek for what felt like the millionth time, "I am so glad to see you home at last! Isn't it wonderful, George?"
"Wonderful" George agreed. His eyes were fixed not on his sister, but on Elizabeth, who was dressed stunningly that evening. There was a small gathering at Hever castle to celebrate Mary's betrothal now she was returned from France, and Elizabeth had obviously dressed to impress. She was wearing a bright yellow gown, and little jewels glittered in her lobes and around her neck. She wore a string of yellow topaz stones around the top of her head, which looked beautiful with her red hair.
Mary was asked to dance by William, and as George made to ask Elizabeth to dance, she shook her head.
"No. I know you're about to ask me to dance, and I don't want to. Let's go outside. It's ever so hot in here" she took his hand and led him out into the gardens. It was Winter, and outside it was terribly cool, but Elizabeth was still fanning herself. She turned to look at George with an inquiring smile.
"Come on" she said and, with an irresistible giggle, pulled him towards the water fountain, and dived in.
"Elizabeth!" George cried, horrified, "Your lovely gown! And you'll catch a chill"
"You sound like Simonette!" she laughed, poking back up from under the water and shaking her head. Droplets of the cool water splashed George's doublet. He looked at her, exasperated.
"We'll never be able to go back inside now" he scolded. She grinned, standing up in the water. He froze, staring at her.
"Do you care?" she asked, dripping water. In that moment, George thought that he had never seen anything more beautiful in his life.
Elizabeth's hair was dark with the wet, plastered to her face, showing off the pretty roundness of her face. She was smiling, eyes dancing, and her topaz headdress had slipped over one eyes. She took it off and flung it at him, but he was struck dumb by the sight of her and didn't have the wit to catch it. The yellow jewels glinted on the grass and her yellow gown clung to every inch of her body. All of her skin and bone was completely visible, and she knew it.
"I didn't know! I wasn't being deliberately provocative!" Elizabeth protested, half-laughing. George raised his eyebrows.
"Yes you were. And I fell in love with you right then and there"
"Oh" she sighed and leaned against his shoulder, "One more?"
"Fine" he agreed reluctantly, "When I saved you from drowning?"
"I was not drowning!"
"You certainly weren't swimming"
I swam across
I jumped across for you
Oh what a thing to do
Cause you were all yellow
I drew a line
I drew a line for you
Oh what a thing to do
And it was all yellow
She hadn't meant to get that close to the lake. She knew it was deep, she'd just wanted to look. The way the yellow sun danced across the water had looked so appealing; pity it had rained and the bank was muddy. She skidded into the icy water before she had time to stop herself. Legs flailing as she struggled to the ledge, she felt strands of seaweed tangle around her. She screamed.
And then George appeared, her knight in shining armour.
"Elizabeth!" he cried, "Can you get out?"
"Would I be screaming if I could get out?" she roared back. George had a momentary urge to laugh before he jumped in the water and swam swiftly and strongly towards her from the other side of the lake, dislodging seaweed as he went. He came to her easily, and she was laughing tearfully by this point.
"I bet you think I'm a right idiot, getting so upset by some water" he had his arms around her waist, kicking his legs to keep them afloat. They were ridiculously close.
"I don't" he mumbled in reply. Her lips were mere inches away as she whispered;
"Thank you".
Your skin
Oh yeah your skin and bones
Turn into something beautiful
And you know
For you I'd bleed myself dry
For you I'd bleed myself dry
Elizabeth turned and kissed him, and he could no longer see any trace of tears.
"Thank you" she whispered, just as she had done so long ago, "I think you just saved me from drowning again"
"I love you so much" he murmured, looking at her closely, her beautiful body illuminated in the yellow starlight. Their lips touched again in a burst of stars.
"I love you too" she replied.
It's true
Look how they shine for you
Look how they shine for you
Look how they shine for
Look how they shine for you
Look how they shine for you
Look how they shine
Look at the stars
Look how they shine for you
And all the things that you do