Random Hearts

Chapter Three: Chances Are


Chances are you'll find me,
somewhere on your road tonight.
Seems I always end up driving by.
Ever since I've known you,
It just seems you're on my way,
All the rules of logic don't apply.

She climbed the stairs, instinctively skipping those that made a noise. Unlocking the door with the key he'd delighted in giving her, she made her way into the ever-familiar apartment, finding him fast asleep on the bed.

On one side of the bed. His side of the bed. They say old habits die-hard.

In that first moment, standing there watching him, she knew in her heart that she'd made the right decision. She was meant to be with this man. There were no words to convince either of them otherwise.

If she believed in fate, she'd say it was written in the stars.

If he believed it fate, she'd tell him it was written in the stars.

But she settled for the only word that would come out of her mouth. Knowing he was a light sleeper, she took a deep breath, before exhaling, and speaking his name,

I long to see you in the night
Be with you 'til morning light.

He was convinced it was a dream. Hearing her voice, softly speaking his name. He knew it couldn't be real. He didn't know where she was . . .

And for that matter, she wasn't coming back. She'd told him it was over.

Yet he had to open his eyes, just to check. And what he saw was more than he had ever dreamed of. She was standing at the foot of his bed, wearing the most adorable smile he'd ever seen. But there was a more serious side to her expression. The one that knew everything wasn't okay.

They both knew that a thousand 'I'm sorrys' couldn't make this better. They both knew that she couldn't say anything to excuse the hurt she'd caused him, and they both knew she couldn't even explain it to herself.

But all that he could focus on was the fact that she was there. Standing in front of him. And so he stood up, ever so slowly, extending a hand towards her.

She took it . . .

I remember clearly how you looked
The night we met.
I recall your laughter and your smile.
I remember how you made me
feel so at ease.
I remember all your grace and your style.

She accepted his olive branch . . . or at least his extended hand. It meant more to her than he knew. She'd returned, completely ready for him to tell her she'd hurt him too much.

Hurt him one time too many.

Pushed him away.

She was ready to leave, alone.

But she didn't have to face that task. Closing the distance between them, she pressed her lips gently to the corner of his mouth. Moving then, capturing his soft lips fully with hers, in a kiss that spoke more than a thousand words.

So similar to their first kiss. So full of promise, expectation . . . unspoken words which would be expressed eventually.

Just not at that moment. She pressed her forehead to his as a tear slid down her cheek. It took them seconds to realise that one tear was mixing with his.

And now you're all I long to see
You've come to mean so much to me.

They were crying at the intense, beautiful emotion of the situation, and at being together again.

She really was all he'd ever want. He didn't know how to communicate it to her. Somehow words seemed so inappropriate. They would spoil the atmosphere, break the spellbound feeling.

For now, savouring the moment would have to do.

After all, they do say actions speak louder than words.

So he captured her lips once again, all the time keeping it gentle, tender. Not wanting to pressurise her.

He couldn't help but wonder if it was his fault. Whether he'd been piling pressure on her with his constant offers of help. Well now he'd change. The ball was in her court.

He sat back on the bed, drawing her into his embrace as she sank into his lap. His lips traced a well-known path down her neck, stopping at the collar of her shirt.

Chances are I'll see you
somewhere in my dreams tonight.
You'll be smiling like the night we met
Chances are I'll hold you and I'll offer
All I have.

His gentle brown orbs gazed up at her, silently asking if she wanted him to continue . . .

Her finger tracing the line of his lip and her hand gently resting on the back of his neck gave him the answer.

Again, words weren't needed.

They knew exactly how far to push and pull. The knew how far their physical relationship could go in this one night. This was their reunion.

Hands tracing familiar paths over skin. Running through hair as silken as remembered. Massaging shoulders as tense as remembered. Arms encircling the well-known form. Fingertips tracing the ever sensitive area of skin.

But that was where it stopped.

As much as she wanted to lose herself in his arms, in his touch . . . in him, she knew that physical connections wouldn't solve the problems they were facing.

And I'll be dreaming of the future
and hoping you'll be by my side.
And in the morning I'll be longing
for the night, for the night.

He leans back against the headboard, guiding her head to it's perfect resting place under his chin.

Their relationship was far, far from perfect.

Perhaps it never would be perfect. Perfection isn't everything. What's everything are the emotional connections you can make out of those imperfections.

Sometimes, they wonder whether it's all worth it. Sometimes, it seems as though things are destined to go wrong.

But their lives are intertwined in a way that's impossible to reverse.

Entwined in each other's arms, they are finally somewhere they feel they belong once again.

Yet now they are faced with the impossible task of finding the words to explain why this reunion had to happen at all.

It won't be easy. Neither of them are that naïve.

Two random hearts, drawn together by an unknown force.

They'll make it. Somehow, someway.

You're the only one I can't forget
Baby you're the best I've ever met

~The End~

A/N: So there it is. The end. I was considering doing more, but I feel that would ruin it. Uhh…again big thanks to Lilliana and

Tammy – you guys have been stars.

Insert disclaimer here as author cannot be bothered to write one

The song is "Chances Are" by Vonda Shepard and Robert Downey Jr.

Thanks for all your great reviews, I hope you've enjoyed the ending

~Sarah~ (surrendersomething@yahoo.co.uk)