So this is my attempt at a Professor Layton Fan Fic. Once again, spoilers ahead. Don't say I didn't warn you. My motivation was the fact that the ending of the Unwound Future is incredibly sad, and isn't the main character supposed to get a happy ending? So enjoy the story, and remember, reviews are like gold to an author ;). And to any One Decision readers that may be reading this, I have started writing again but it's very slow and I don't know when I will update.
Disclaimer: I don't own Professor Layton or any of the other characters or components of the games that you will see in this story.
This chapter starts right after Claire turns and walks down the alley after she says good-bye. So enjoy!Claire's Point of View
Fate could be so cruel.
I walked down the alley knowing that any second now I would be transported back to the past. Where I would meet my doom.
As I walked all the memories of my times with Hershel flashed through my mind. He was definitely the one for me.
I guess I just wasn't the one for him.
I didn't want it to end this way. Not with so many loose ends to tie up. Not just after I found Hershel again.
But it was inevitable, I had to go.
"Claire! Please, wait a moment," I heard Hershel yell.
I hesitated a second, but when I was sure that I had a couple moments I turned to face him. "I'm listening," I told him.
"Claire, I just, I just love you so much, and if you have to leave, then…" He trailed off.
"Then I want to stay with you until the very end." He said, tears in his eyes
I wrapped my arms around him. "I love you," I told him, fully prepared for the fact that these may be my last words.
"I love you too." He said returning the hug. "I'll never find anyone as perfect for me as you."
I felt my heart soar at these words; I guess I really was the one for him. Too bad our ending wasn't going to be a happy one.
But then I felt a warm feeling surround me. It disappeared as soon as it appeared. I looked down and was shocked at what I saw.
The pale glow that had surrounded me, as I got closer to going back to the past, had disappeared. I could stay.
"Hershel, look." I said, pulling out of his embrace.
He looked at me, taking in the lack of pale glow and my smiling face. "You get to stay," He breathed.
"It sure looks that way," I replied.
He took my face in his hands, then leaned in and kissed me. It was wonderful knowing that I could stay.
That I could get my happily ever after with the man I love.