As the moon became a bright yellowish globe at the top of the sky, Gabrielle rolled out of Christian's arms, and watched him sleep. He was a phenomenal sight in her eyes and it took all her strength to finally tear herself away. He awoke as he heard the door creek open and looked at her with protest rising in his mind. She just smiled at him and put her finger to her lips, quieting him with a single, simple gesture. Christian smiled and lay back down, knowing it was her time to be with Edge.

As Edge heard the small footsteps creeping down the stairs, he knew it was Gabrielle. Absently he watched the doorway from the cushioned bench seat at the kitchen window and as she came into view, couldn't repress his smile. The burns on her body had healed, leaving a perfect alabaster glow that seemed to enhance the bright gold of her eyes and the warm brown of her hair. Of course, the now healed burns from his body did much the same to augment his features, and Gabrielle noticed with a sigh of remembrance. It seemed longer than a week since they'd been together, and in reality had been much longer since she'd been truly herself around him. Slowly, she began to make her way over to him, sitting down beside him. The memories of the bench seat below the window haunted them both, even more so in the particular instance of being almost reunited. Looking around with a misplaced nervousness, Gabrielle broke the silence with a simple greeting.

"Hi." She heard him let out a breath in what must have been relief.

"You're okay now?" He asked, turning his head to look at her.

"I'm fine."

"The neck?" Distantly, she brought her hand up to feel where the scar had been mere days ago.

"It's healed over. And the burns are gone…so are yours…" She noted with simplicity. He nodded and they sat in silence for a moment more.

"Mentally though, how are you?"

"I'm fine that way, too…" Gabrielle responded, looking at him strangely.

"That’s good then…" She nodded at the words, looking down. Another rift of silence tore them apart. "Look, I…I'm a stupid jealous fuck." He told her plainly, gauging her face for reaction. She let out a small chuckle, and put her hand over his.

"Its okay…its not all your fault…I mean, I wasn't all there anyway. And the whole thing with Kael, that was just for fun. I hope you've realised that now."

"I have. And don't worry about it anymore. He's gone."

"I know, I saw him off when the sun set…" Gabrielle trailed off, wanting to say more, but feeling tears threatening to sting her eyes if she didn’t stop speaking, not because of Kael but because of being with Edge after seemingly so long apart.

"You miss him?" She looked up at him with a quivering lip.

"Not as much as I've missed you." He looked at her with confusion.

"But I've been here the whole time…"

"I know, but it was different then…it was like I didn’t know what was going on, its all a haze after when Christian…" She shook her head to clear her thoughts. "Are you letting him stay?"

"Of course. I can't turn him away. He's my brother…and I know how much he means to you." He drew a deep breath. "And if you want to be with him, then that’s fine. I know you were with him after Kael left…" Finally, the tears that threatened to come came and overflowed in Gabrielle's eyes.

"I've had my time with him, Edge…I had that a long time ago, and I know he's only there to comfort me. He knows it too. So…" She sniffed quietly and looked up at him again, into his sympathetic eyes. "There's nothing stopping us this time…no Kael, no Christian, I don't want anything else but to try it again and make it perfect." Visible joy overflowed on Edge's face as he smiled at her, his eyes growing glazed with blissful tears and reached out to cup her face in his hands. No words glimmered in his head, only pure, strong emotions and Gabrielle felt them too. After a matchless moment of staring into each others eyes and letting affection flow though wordlessness, he enfolded her in his arms and ran his hand over her hair, over her back and thanked whoever blessed him with this. Neither kept time of how long they remained locked in an embrace, but when they pulled back, Gabrielle made her intentions clear.

"Edge?" She asked, a mischievous grin rising on her face.

"Yes?"

"Make me coffee?" He laughed and she sat, smiling.

"I thought you'd never ask."