Peddie- Seven years is a long time

Ain't Got Far To Go

Patricia's POV - 4 Days until the wedding

"Eddie? Are you awake?" I nudge his tan chest with my nose in question. There's some sort of a reply, it doesn't sound human if you ask me. I begin to talk. I'm not even sure of what I'm saying. It's all irrelevant though. I'm also completely aware that he is really not listening but it feels..nice.

I start to speak, just into the air. Nothing much of importance. It's like a diary that even I don't have to read again. I can say it and then the weights gone and I don't need to think about it. Like, the fact that I'm going to be a Mother. I hope it's not twins. I'd love two, don't get me wrong but I don't want one to feel like I did stood next to Piper, you know? Vice versa too. It's not fair and I'd hate it because I would have a feeling it was happening but I wouldn't know because they wouldn't talk to their Mother, just like I didn't. Eddie wouldn't get it. So I won't tell him. It does no harm.

I've been talking for hours, that much is evident. Eddie is still fast asleep but I just can't get myself into that blissful state. It's annoying the hell out of me. I want to sleep dammit! This is some twisted form of payback for giving numerous people nightmares.

Eddie shifts next to me and I lose my pillow. My pillow was warm and well built now I'm stuck with the fluffy thing that isn't an actual pillow. It sucks. What time is it anyway?

It's early. Too early to be fully functioning like I currently am. I don't remember leaving the bedroom, or sitting by the pool with my legs dangling, quite aimlessly, into the warm water. How is the water so warm at this time?

I hear the footsteps just as my eyes start to close. It's probably Eddie. I can feel the ground pull away beneath me but my legs remain in the comforting water.

"Good morning, sunshine" The voice is like nails on a chalkboard, the words stretched unnecessarily. What is the time? I'm in a bed. My bed, I think. "Sleep well? I hope so because we've got plans today" I look to the voice and promptly return my head to the pillow. "Go away" he only chuckles at me. Rude. "Come on Yacker, it's past lunch time" he says stroking his hand down my bare shoulder. I sit up slowly, blink at the beautiful face I get to kiss before pulling myself out of the sheets.

"What did you say the plan was?" I ask as I pull my clothes on. He cocks his head to the side with a small smile. "I didn't" is his only reply. I laugh slightly with a roll of my eyes before following him out and down the stairs.

I wait by the limo as he speaks to the others inside (per his request). "Ready?" He asks pulling my hand (and subsequently, me) along the path and down the hill our villa is on. I know my face looks confused. He only smiles and tells me to trust him. Of course I do. I mean, he must trust me too. I think it was tested when I blindfolded him and he almost got sliced and diced but, then again, I did save his life that day too. The memory makes me chuckle slightly and he turns to me but only laughs at me. He's probably laughing at me. Typical.

This only makes me laugh more. Damn.

"Weasel, I love you and trust you, but where for the love of Anubis are we going?" I'm whining, I know. I don't care, though. "We're almost there" he says lacing out fingers together again. "You said that twenty minutes ago!" My exclamation is only a slight exaggeration, I assure you. "Yacker, really? We can still see the Villa and I can still hear Alfie in the pool!" His exclamation is louder but more humorous than frustrated. "Okay okay" I put my hands up in mock surrender (I don't let go of his though, I wouldn't dare). "But.."I continue, the word dragging. "My feet hurt" now I sound childish, but I'm pregnant and I don't care. The pregnancy is the excuse. "Want me to carry you?" He's joking. I'm not.

If I could give Eddie some advice about me, it would be that when taking me anywhere that involves a lot of distance and effort, you're bound to get the repeated questions of 'how long, where are we going, is it close, are we there yet, are we near yet' and so on. Let me tell you, this journey? No exception.

I jump effortlessly onto his back. That's a lie, it wasn't effortless. It was very effortless. He only smiles and holds onto my calves as I wrap my bracelet covered arms around his broad shoulders and tan neck. I kiss the top of his head quickly before resting my own against his neck. I can't imagine my life without him. I don't want to.

5 minutes later

"Eddie, can I ask you something?" It's mumbled into his neck, but I'm sure he heard me. I get a short mhm mixed with an affectionate 'Of course'.  "Actually, I have two questions. Is that okay?" Before he can reply, I quickly add "and that was not one of the questions." His head nods slightly. "How on earth are you still carrying me? I must be really heavy" I murmur swallowing my laughter. "Of course not, I would do anything for you" his reply is perfect. It's honestly all his fault that I show my soft side, but again, I don't care. He clears his throat as if preparing to say something. "And the other?" Oh yeah, the second question. "Are we nearly there?" He only laughs. What did I expect though? Really.