A/N: This is Greenfields- and I apologise in advance, because it's another George Boleyn/ Elizabeth Hollington. Sorry! Anyway, this is one of her favourite songs of all time and I really hope you enjoy the chapter. Please review! A Thousand Years, by Christina Perri. Set before George and Elizabeth are together. She has so many different ways of them getting together!

Heart beats fast
Colours and promises
How to be brave
How can I love when I'm afraid
To fall
But watching you stand alone
All of my doubt
Suddenly goes away somehow

Elizabeth tapped her toes impatiently on the concrete stones before the steps she sat on. George had promised he would come and see her today- it had been several years since they had spent any real time together, but now he was finished at Oxford and would be setting off with her and her family for court tomorrow. She wondered if he would think she was pretty, in her new emerald green gown with her hair in a loose braid, tied with a green silk ribbon. Her heart was pounding against her corset, which was pulled tight. She had a small, plain silver ring around her finger, a present from George that she had had since childhood. They had promised themselves to each other when she was six. It was sill, really, that she still wore the ring. Maybe she ought to take it off – he might not like it if he thought she was taking their old flirtations too seriously.

Maybe she was.

She saw him, suddenly, making his way up the gravel path. He had walked from Hever rather than ridden, for the distance was so short. He looked so handsome, even more so than she remembered. His face lit up when he saw her waiting. Elizabeth stood up, wanting to run to him but too scared to do any such thing. The book she had been holding fell to the floor, pages fluttering. She was barely breathing.

One step closer

I have died everyday
waiting for you
Darlin' don't be afraid
I have loved you for a
Thousand years
I'll love you for a
Thousand more

She had waited for him for so long, to tell him how she felt. Remembering all the times her quill had dripped ink over the page as it hovered over the letters she wrote to him, wanting to write it down, word for word, the inexhaustible love she felt for him. She could never do it. She was afraid.

"Elizabeth!" his call, voice swelling with delight, made her head snap up from it's fixed position gazing at the ground and look at him at last. Her smile when she realised he was pleased to see her made her whole being glow, her eyes sparkle. She ran towards him, and he picked up his pace also. His arms were held out, waiting for her to fall into them. She was laughing, exhilarated, flying towards him in a blur of summer green.

She skidded to a halt mere centimetres before reaching him. A fleeting puzzlement crossed George's face, a slight disappointment that she wasn't in his arms after all, and he let his arms drop. Elizabeth turned bright red. What a fool she felt! They had embraced millions of times, why was this so different? Tears suddenly filled her eyes, thinking about what an idiot she must look to him.

Time stands still
Beauty in all she is
I will be brave
I will not let anything
Take away
What's standing in front of me
Every breath,
Every hour has come to this

"Elizabeth" George was still smiling at her as he repeated her name. She was still blushing, a delicate shade of rose pink, and her eyes looked wet. He wondered why she had stopped before hugging him. He'd been looking forward to holding her again – especially now. She was so beautiful. He was sure he hadn't been the only one waiting for this moment.

Time seemed frozen. Elizabeth was looking up at him with dewy eyes and a trembling lower lip which she kept catching with her teeth, a sure sign of nervousness. Little strands of red-gold hair had wriggled their way out of her braid and made her look like a lost child again, the one who had clung to his hand and followed at heel. He had missed her so much. The amount of times in the dead of night he had wanted to jump on his horse and ride back here, to her home, and tell her that he loved her under a moonlit sky. But he had been too afraid.

One step closer

I have died everyday
Waiting for you
Darlin' don't be afraid
I have loved you for a
Thousand years
I'll love you for a
Thousand more

And all along I believed
I would find you
Time has brought
Your heart to me
I have loved you for a
Thousand years
I'll love you for a
Thousand more

"I've missed you" George said at last, taking a deep breath as he spoke. The effect of these words on Elizabeth was instantaneous; her eyes dried and her lips warmed into a glittering smile.

"I've missed you, too" she replied, her voice much softer and quieter than he remembered. George smiled at her.

"Well , then? Where's my hug?" he offered up with a teasing grin. Elizabeth laughed, the ringing laugh that he remembered so well, and fell into his embrace at last. They held on to each other for a long time, and when he let go, they were both blushing.

As she stepped away slightly, George caught a glint of silver on her ring finger. His heart began to hammer. She would not have worn the ring if she did not feel the same way. Elizabeth saw him looking at it and covered it over with her hand, now quite crimson.

"I – " she tried to speak, mortified, for she hadn't wanted him to notice it, "I – didn't – "

George reached out and gently took her hand in his own, gazing at the ring. He pressed her hand to his lips.

"You still wear it" he observed quietely.

"Yes" Elizabeth whispered, knowing that there was no use denying it now – if he hadn't gathered her love from the ring, he surely had seen it in her eyes, "Of course I do"

One step closer
One step closer

They looked at each other, both pairs of eyes fearful, hopeful. They took a step closer to each other at the same moment, George letting her hand drop in favour of gently stroking away the loose tendrils of hair that surrounded her still rosy face. Her eyes fixed on his lips, her own lips parted – she did not quite know what to say, or how to say it, or what to do.

"I've loved you for forever" she blurted out at last, mentally cursing herself for the way the words had escaped her lips.

George smiled at her, completely in disbelief, "I've waited for you forever"

"I was too scared to tell you" she confessed softly, quite in shock.

"I was too scared to tell you" George concurred, and they both laughed, if a little shakily. George leaned towards her, his lips brushing hers.

"Can I kiss you?" he asked, not wanting to frighten her.

"I've waited for your kiss for a thousand years" Elizabeth replied, "Of course you can kiss me"

I have died everyday
Waiting for you
Darlin' don't be afraid,
I have loved you for a
Thousand years
I'll love you for a
Thousand more

And all along I believed
I would find you
Time has brought
Your heart to me
I have loved you for a
Thousand years
I'll love you for a
Thousand more