Disclaimer: you scare me if you don't know this by heart by now.
Cringes from Aaron's loud voice then shouts back as loud as he was "WHAT?" Pauses then remembers "OH, HI!"
Shout Outs: just wanna say hi to some friends: Leo, Aaron (please, please, please continue it! Please?!), Nike (THANK YOU A LOT! waves through the telescope), NCfan, Sophie, Goldie-boy (^.~*), Lucas Thompson, Mat (muah), Andy, Jacqi, Steph, and all of my fans.
Now I know I haven't been shamelessly plugging in stories but I need you guys to check out 'Watching You Without Me' If you look past the initial shock, you might find something good in there. It's worth a look.
Also read any fics by NCfan and Sophie V. Those two are the best authors I know.
And let's not forget Carter's 'Open Arms.' It should be updated soon enough. At least I HOPE so.
Now in this chapter, I came up with two endings. One, he dies. Two, he lives and yadda, yadda, yadda. Have a good read!
"The Shadow's Riddle" Act 5; Scene 1: The finale
Option 1: Dead They creatures watched on as their friend wept for his beloved. "Nick..." he moaned. "Our life...our plans...all gone." He stroked the soft blonde hair. "All because of Mandah."
A few days later, they held a funeral for him with his friends and family. Everyone else left while Thomas stood in the rain. He wore the trench coat Nick wore in 'I Want It That Way.' He wrapped it around him closer; inhaling Nick's scent. He placed a single red rose on the grave and turned to leave. Later that day, they would meet at his lawyer's office so they could read the will. He listened but his mind was elsewhere.
He heard Aaron accept Nick's home and memories. The fellas get their pick on his things. A sword to Nimm, Erin, and Harlequin as well as an unfinished novel to the author.
"And to Thomas Aaron Burke I leave my most valued treasures. A video tape, my ring, and a CD." They all gathered their things and left the office. Nimm and Erin helped Thomas out of his chair and to their home.
Later that evening "Tommy?" asked Erin as she stepped into Thomas' room. "Supper's almost ready. And your things came today." Thomas gave no answer as the tears continued to pour out of his eyes. "We're having spaghetti, I'll leave some so you won't be starving." She left a brown paper package wrapped up in white string on his bed. he got up like a zombie and opened it. Sure enough, there was the videotape, the CD, and a ring.
He put the video in the VCR and turned on the TV. Nick's smiling face flashed across the screen. "Hi honey." Nick smiled. "If you're watching this, it probably means I'm dead. I bet you're wondering why I left you this tape, a CD, and a ring. The reason why I left this tape was because I have specific instructions for you, young man.
"I was going to give you the ring after that battle with Mandah. It was supposed to be an engagement ring. I was going to seduce you good. And after making love almost a zillion times, I would pop the question. Since I wouldn't be around to do that, I figured that you'd be happy with the ring. It'll be a symbol of our love.
"The CD contains songs I recorded especially for you. I wrote the songs thinking of you. Since now I can't sing you to sleep, I thought I'd record my voice. I did this during all the time we were apart. Harlequin helped me in some areas. That was why I was meeting her that day." Nick planted a loud kiss on the screen before the screen blacked out. Thomas sat on the bed; crying. "Shhh...honey, don't do that." A comforting arm draped around his shoulders.
"But I miss you so much." Thomas cried.
"Don't worry. We'll be together soon enough." Nick's Spirit comforted. "Soon." He kissed Thomas one last time and disappeared.
70 years later "Here lies Thomas Aaron Burke. Lover of Nickolas Gene Carter. Now, they can remain together forever." Nimm smiled sadly at the two gravestones. She looked towards the sunset and saw two figures, arm in arm, walking and laughing and kissing into the sunset. "Maybe now I can return to my home. My duty's over." She sighed as she was reduced back to her tiny, faerie form. "And so this is the end of our tale."
FIN
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