Victor struggled to keep up with Emily.
"Where - are - you - going?" he panted when he finally got closer to her.
"To free Andrew!" she cried.
"But - how? Barkis left an enormously strong spell on it!"
"It's quite simple really," Emily said, stopping suddenly. Victor tripped as he stopped. "How do you get rid of a wall?" Victor stood in thought.
While he ponders over that, do any readers know? Think hard, how do you get rid of a wall? Chess didn't get it (to understand, read down the rabbit hole). How do you get rid of a wall? Hmm, tick tock tick tock. I'm waiting. I know the answer, but do you?
Victor stood for at least five minutes pondering over it.
"I give up," he finally said. Emily sighed irritably and held out her hands. Victor gasped. Emily was clutching a sledgehammer.
"Do you see now?"
"I can't belive it!" cried Victor slapping his forehead. "It's so obvious!" Emily nodded, and slung the sledghammer over her shoulder with great ease. 'How does she do it?' Victor thought. Suddenly Emily dashed off, leaving Victor to struggle behind. They ran past the second hand shop, through the museum, and down alleys we have encountered many times in this story. Finally Emily stopped at the wall.
"Andrew!" she cried.
"Emily?" came a muffled voice from behind the wall. "Is that you?"
"Yes its me! Now stand back!" Emily raised the sledgehammer.
"Three, two - one!" She swung the sledgehammer towards the wall.
Bricks flew everywhere as Emiy obliterated the wall. A hole steadily began to form in the wall. Through it Victor could see a bemused, sweaty Andrew. Emily dropped the sledgehammer, panting. She stood back to admire her work. Andrew caught her eye, and she smiled at him. He ran over to her and hugged her tightly (During this, no one noticed the shadow sneaking away).Then, realising who he was hugging, he stepped back and blushed. She stepped over to him and continued the hug.
"Have you decided to accept?" he whispered.
"Yes. But there is one thing."
"Yes?"
"You'll have to drink the wine of ages. Are you ready to give up your life for me?" He stroked her hair and kissed her head.
"Since the day I met you."
****
Victoria sat up and blinked in the brilliant white room. She hated the hospital. She had been there ever since she'd tried to drown herself in the bath. At first she thought she did not to deserve to live, but she'd slowly gotten better. She was living in the happy thoughts that Emily was taking care of her daughter. The doctors said she'd be able to go free soon. She dreamt of that day. At that moment Victor burst into the room. He ran over and embraced her.
"My darling, how are you?" he asked.
"I'm fine, Victor dearest. But you look a mess! Goodness me!" he took her hand and held it.
"My dear, we must make haste, for we have been invited to a wedding."
"Really? Whose?" Victor smiled gently at her. It would take a while to explain everything.
****
Emily stood in her room, staring at herself in the mirror. The spiders and made her a new wedding dress, and the ladies had picked her some fresh flowers. She really did look stunning. Although she was happy, she felt a little nervous. She hadn't done this since Victor. Now she was going to do it again, but with Andrew. She smiled at herself, and twirled a lock of her hair.
"You look wonderful," said a voice from behind her. Victoria and Victor came up behind her. Little Emily was with them.
"Hello Victoria," Emily smiled. "Long time no see?" Victoria smiled. She was wearing a lilac dress, similar to little Emily's. Victor was wearing a new suit, and his hair was neatly brushed.
"What brings you here?" Emily asked.
"Well Emily," Victoria said. "We'd like to ask you a favour." Emily nodded.
"Because of our daughter's 'condition'," Victor began. "She cannot come home with us. So we would like you to adopt her in her new life here. You and Andrew will make fine parents. We've discussed it with her." Little Emily trotted over and hugged her new adoptive mother. Emily thought she had a tear in her eye.
"I would be delighted to," she whispered. Suddenly a bugle sounded. It was time to enter the land of the living.
Andrew and Emily had ddecided to marry in Victor's hometown. That way the living would be less fussed. They were now quite used to the dead visiting. It was a beautiful night, the stars and moon shone even brighter to honour the occasion. Living and dead alike gathered at the street edges to watch the procession go through the streets on the way to the church. Many people came to honour the special day. People flocked into the church. Then, the organs began to play. Andrew and Victor, his best man, shuffled at the alter. Emily strolled down the isle with Emily and Victoria, her bridesmaids. As she reached the front, she smiled at Andrew. Then it was time to recite the vows.
"With this hand, I will lift your sorrows,
Your cup will never empty, for I will be your wine.
With this candle, I will light your way in darkness,
With this ring, I ask you to be mine."
Andrew raised the goblet to his lips, and gulped.
The End
Tadaaaa! Sorry I couldn't make it longer! I hope you enjoyed it! Thankyou to everyone who read, commented, and/or added it to their favorites! A special thanks to S.R.C who has been there every step of the way. Here is an advertisement of my other stories:
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