Author's note:

Nearly finished this...

So, I was reading Lost in time and read the description of Kingsley and I saw that he had dark hair and dark eyes. I was confused, since I have written him with blonde hair and blue eyes. So, I picked up my copy of Keys to the Repository and looked at Kingsley's description and saw that he had dark hair and blue eyes.

I have no idea where I read he had blonde hair but I will be fixing it up in this chapter.



Chapter Twenty Two: Awake

Schuyler stood out in the foyer with the Force family, waiting to go into the room where her engagement party, or ball as Trinity called it, was being held.

"You look beautiful."

Schuyler smiled at Trinity as she looked down at her dress. Mimi, holding to their new truce, had helped her pick a dress. Surprising Schuyler even more she helped her with her hair and makeup too.

The dress Schuyler wore was an ankle length number, in at the waist to flatter her small waist and fitting the rest of her body to create curves. It was one shouldered, with an elaborate silk ribbon design hold it up on her left shoulder and it came down nicely with a pattern of silver behind the sash of ribbon hanging at her side. The dress itself was red and Mimi had helped her accessorize with red heels with a bow at the toes and a red heart necklace. Her engagement ring remained on her finger, Schuyler never took it off.

Mimi had taken her to get her hair and makeup done and she wore a black smoky eye look with red lipstick and her hair was a fancy ponytail like design. Pinned in with the tail hanging down her back.

Schuyler had to admit that Mimi knew what she was doing when it came to styling.

Schuyler had arrived separately from Kingsley because Trinity and Mimi—who had organised this entire affair—thought it would be better if Kingsley saw Schuyler descending the stairs and everyone could see the love he had on his face for her.

That is if Schuyler didn't trip down the stairs first.

"Ready?" Trinity asked, looking at Schuyler up and down before nodding in approval. She stepped back and took Charles' arm before the large doors opened and they descended the stairs, leaving Schuyler with the Force twins.

When she heard the voices, her heart beat sped up.

"How many people are there?" She asked panicked.

"Don't worry," Mimi said as she approached the doors. "You'll be fine." She went down the stairs leaving Schuyler and Jack alone.

Schuyler looked over at Jack and felt a pang. She had once thought she loved this boy, he had been her first kiss and now she didn't feel that love for him, she wasn't sure it ever was love. She saw the sorrow in his eyes and took his hand.

"I'm sorry Jack," she said sincerely. "I'm sorry I don't love you the way you love me."

Jack glared at her and snatched his hand back, moving to the doors and going down the stairs. Schuyler was alone, she only had a few moments to collect herself before the doors opened again and it was time for her to make her entrance.

She looked out into the crowd and noted with much trepidation that there were hundreds of people here. Then her eyes landed on a blue pair and she couldn't help the smile that spread across her lips and the speed her pace picked up too.

Kingsley stood at the bottom of the stairs grinning up at her. His hair, once blonde, was now a dark brown. Schuyler wondered what that was about and as she reached him and took his arm she whispered the question to him.

"I dyed my hair blonde," he whispered back, grinning at her. "Because I was undercover. I couldn't risk someone form the conclave knowing who I was and blowing my cover."

"Why were you undercover?"

"Silver Blood attacks. I had to make sure no one in the school was orchestrating them."


"Nothing." He said grimly and then turned to the crowd with a dazzling smile. "Thank you all for coming and celebrating my love for this woman here." He put his arm around Schuyler's shoulder and she felt herself blush. "Let us make a toast." A server came around with two flutes of champagne on a silver tray. Schuyler took one as did Kingsley; everyone else seemed to have one.

"To love," Kingsley raised his glass. "May you all find it and have it for eternity."

"To love," they all echoed. Schuyler took a sip if the alcohol. It was bubbly and delicious. She grinned up at Kingsley.

"What?" He asked amused.

"How did I deserve you?" She asked, turning towards him and smiling up at him. He returned her smile and took their flutes, putting them on a passing server's tray and then putting his hands on her hips.

"I ask myself that same question everytime you look at me like that." He touched his nose to hers.

"How am I looking at you?"

"Like you love me,"

Schuyler swallowed and looked away. She hadn't told Kingsley she loved him, she wasn't ready too. She wasn't even sure if she did. She was waiting for the right time, and to decide whether she did love him or was only marrying him because it would help the Blue Bloods.

The thought of not being with Kingsley was painful though. She didn't want to not marry him she was just conflicted about her feelings. Kingsley's face fell and Schuyler instantly softened and cupped his cheek.

"I don't not love you," she knew that that wasn't a great substitute for saying the actual words of, I love you, but it was as close as she could get right now. With everything that had happened since Rio, Schuyler had barely caught her bearings. She needed time to mull everything over, including her feelings for Kingsley.

Kingsley smiled at this. "I can accept that for now."

He took Schuyler's hand and spun her to him.

"Now my love, a dance," a grin spread across Schuyler's lips as she recognised the song. Kingsley smiled down at her and pulled her closer to him. "Remember this song?"

Schuyler let the melody wash over her, the words bringing back a memory from a simpler time. This was the song she had danced to with Kingsley when they had first met at the four hundred ball.

I was a quick-wit boy

Diving too deep for coins

All of your street light eyes

Wide on my plastic toys

Then when the cops closed the fair

I cut my long baby hair

Stole me a dog-eared map

And called for you everywhere

Have I found you?

Flightless bird, jealous, weeping

Or lost you?

American mouth

Big pill looming

Now I'm a fat house cat

Nursing my sore blunt tongue

Watching the warm poison rats

Curl through the wide fence cracks

Pissing on magazine photos

Those fishing lures thrown in the cold and clean

Blood of Christ mountain stream

Have I found you?

Flightless bird, grounded, bleeding

Or lost you?

American mouth

Big pill, stuck going down

The song came to a close. Schuyler had her head resting on Kingsley's chest and her arms around his shoulder as his sat comfortably on her hips.

"I want it to always be like this," she said gazing up at him.

"Like what?" He frowned.

"Like we're the only two people in the world, just us and our love."

She still didn't say the words, maybe she didn't have too, maybe he already knew that she loved him. Schuyler doubted it as she pulled away from him, she herself didn't know whether she loved him.

"Come on," she said. "We better meet and greet our lovely guests."


Two and a half gruelling hours later, Schuyler found her way to her small circle of friends. Bliss, Oliver, Jack and Mimi and sat with them.

"Hey guys," she grinned as she thankfully took a glass of champagne from a passing server. "Enjoying yourselves?"

Oliver grinned at Schuyler from where he sat next to her.

"You look radiant Sky, congratulations." He said, bumping his shoulder playfully with hers.

"Thanks Ollie," she reached over and hugged him. "I'm sorry I've been a crappy friend. I promise we'll hang soon, okay?"

Oliver smiled at her and nodded pulling away from the hug. Schuyler took his hand and guided him to the dance floor. Oliver spun her around and they began a simple waltz to the strings of a violin.

Schuyler had missed her friend, she had missed his comfort. His presence. She had missed him so much and she knew it was only she who was to blame for the lack of seeing one another. She knew she had been neglecting him and Bliss since coming back from Rio, but she had a lot to deal with. Hopefully they understood and, with the way they had smiled at her as she approached them, she knew they did understand and she loved them for it.

Schuyler leaned her head against Oliver's shoulder and sighed, completely content with being in the arms of her best friend. He had been with her through so much, she always wanted him in her life. He was also her familiar now and that bond made theirs even stronger.

She and Oliver had danced through a few different songs and they hadn't really changed position. No matter what the song changed too, they kept their waltz position.

"May I steal my fiancé away?" Kingsley's voice cut through the warmth and comfort of her moment with Oliver and Schuyler pulled back to see him smiling down at her. She looked up at Oliver he smiled kindly and nodded, kissing her on the forehead and walking back to the table they had vacated some time ago.

Kingsley pulled her to him and nuzzled her neck. She smiled at this show of affection. Kingsley pulled her into his arms, wrapping them around her waist. Schuyler slid her arms up his chest and wrapped them around his neck as they swayed to the music.

There were couples all around them. Smiling at one another adoringly. Schuyler didn't know what song was playing and she frowned as she realised something. She turned her attention from the happy couples to look up at Kingsley who raised a quizzical brow at her.

"We need a song." She said. "But I am not sure there is one to describe our...relationship."

Kingsley smiled at her and looked over to the DJ that would play newer music in amongst the classics that were performed by an orchestral band.

"I think you are wrong."

With a nod of his hand, the band stopped and the DJ started up. Schuyler frowned as a melody began playing from the speakers and then the words flowed over her and she grinned up at Kingsley before laying her head on his shoulder and losing herself in the lyrics.

Heart beats fast

Colors and promises

How to be brave

How can I love when I'm afraid to fall

But watching you stand alone

All of my doubt suddenly goes away somehow

One step closer

I have died everyday waiting for you

Darling don't be afraid I have loved you

For a thousand years

I'll love you for a thousand more

Time stands still

Beauty in all she is

I will be brave

I will not let anything take away

What's standing in front of me

Every breath

Every hour has come to this

One step closer

I have died everyday waiting for you

Darling don't be afraid I have loved you

For a thousand years

I'll love you for a thousand more

And all along I believed I would find you

Time has brought your heart to me

I have loved you for a thousand years

I'll love you for a thousand more

One step closer

One step closer

I have died everyday waiting for you

Darling don't be afraid I have loved you

For a thousand years

I'll love you for a thousand more

And all along I believed I would find you

Time has brought your heart to me

I have loved you for a thousand years

I'll love you for a thousand more

Schuyler sighed happily as the music faded out. The song was perfect, the dance was perfect, the entire night was perfect. She pulled back so that she could look up at Kingsley.

He was so beautiful, inside and out. Schuyler had never realised, until this moment, how utterly lucky she was to have this man. This caring, fierce, protective, adorable, affectionate man. A man who had lost his love too many times. A man who deserved love. A man who loved and only want to be loved in return.

Schuyler realised something then and she looked up at Kingsley with a bright smile.

"Kingsley," she breathed. "I lo—"

Her confession was cut off as the doors to the ballroom opened. All heads turned and Schuyler felt as if her knees were about to give way. There was no way this was happening.

The person walked slowly down the stairs, receiving shocked looks as they did. The eyes of the intruder scanned the room before landing on Schuyler and Kingsley. Kingsley tightened his hold in her but made no moves to stop the person from approaching.

And why should he? Everyone knew who this person was.

"Schuyler," they said in an angelic voice as they came to a stop just in front of Schuyler and Kingsley.

Schuyler swallowed. Her eyes were wide with shock and her entire body was frozen. She could only utter one word.


I am so sorry for the long wait. Really I am, I didn't mean for it to take this long.

Not much longer to go!

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