Authors Note: Okay. So I haven't written in a really long time and this is my first "I Dream of Jeannie" fanfic… so bear with me! This is going to be short and sweet and I hope you enjoy it!
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As I sat on the couch, waiting for my master to come home, I thought back to the events earlier this week. I had almost lost my powers, but more importantly, I told him I loved him. I told my master, Anthony Nelson, that I loved him. Not in a platonic way, but real love. Right before I had disappeared, I saw something change in his eyes. Was it fear? Was it happiness? Was it love?
Love… Something we never talk about. Something that I wish I knew if he felt it for me.
For the past couple of days, nothing new had occurred. The only thing different was that I felt like he was not looking at me in the same way. I knew he would not tonight, as I am sure he has found out what I have done. Even if he gets angry, he can never stay too upset at me for long…I hope this time, it will not be different.
I heard his car pulling up, so I quickly smoked back into my bottle. I hear the door slam and I brace myself.
"Alright Jeannie, I know it was you," he said "c'mon out." I slowly came out of the bottle and faced him.
"Yes, master?" I tried, innocently.
"Oh no, you don't! Don't pretend like you don't know what I'm talking about. Why did you do it? Why did you make that poor girl way those things to Dr. Bellows?"
"Because I knew that she was going to be your new secretary. I could not let that fire-haired creature harm thee." I was made at just the thought of that…woman near my master!
"Ha! How could that young girl harm me?" He was steaming.
"Oh master, I saw the way she looked at you. I know what she had in mind." Okay, I was acting out of jealousy, but I have the right to defend my master!
"'The way she looked at me'? Oh Jeannie, don't tell me that you're jealous of her!" He said laughing and stepping a little closer to me.
"Does thou think I was jealous of her? Oh master!" I gave him the best fake laugh I could make, but he saw right through it. He took my hands into his.
"Oh Jeannie, you have nothing to be jealous about!" he said.
"Does thou really think so?" I said, still unsure about believing what he was saying.
"Yeah! You're at least five times prettier tan her!" he said with a big smile on his face. What he said made me blush.
"Oh! You are the best master a genie could ever have!" I said, wrapping my arms aound his neck and hugging him tightly.
"And you're the best genie a fellow could ever have," he said into my hair, "and you know what? I'd never trade you for anything in the world." He whispered in my ear. His warm breath sent chills all along my spine.
"Does thou really mean that, master?" I said as I looked straight into his eyes.
"Yes." He said and closed the space between out lips.
One kiss, one simple kiss could mean many things. The way he was kissing me, it did mean many things. This one kiss was different than all the others. It was slow, tender, and cautious. I felt all of his emotions coming through to me with the kiss, and it wasn't by magic. Care. Worry. Happiness. Longing. Need, and something completely new. Something I have never really felt coming from him before. It made me feel wanted. It made me feel treasured. I was love. He loved me, and I loved him. I was finally happy. Serene, at last.
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Author's Note: Now for all of you who want the comedy element of the show, keep reading, and for those of you who don't want to spoil the moment, STOP HERE! Also, the following does contain T rated material…don't worry, its not that bad, but just to be on the safe side, I thought I should warn you. Okay, have fun!