Really Sang?

Fortunate Silas/ Fortune Filled North

SILAS
I was a lucky man. Aggele mou watched the jellyfish with equal fascination as the children around her while I watched her.  I had been here many times before, usually with Mr. B or some other Academy member to job shadow one of the researchers and sometimes by myself so that I could wander among the exhibits and take my time reading every word and finding every hiding fish. The others, with the exception of Kota, didn't enjoy observing each display as I did. I may not have liked to bring my brothers, but I would definitely be bringing Sang back with me.

There was something about her eyes when she saw something new. It was a sparkle that enchanted me as much as the fish swimming in the tanks.

We wandered through the dark room together, her hand in mine. It was so easy to be with Sang. I didn't have to worry about what to say. It was as simple as breathing.

"Silas," she gasped out with delight, "Look at this!"

I let her tug me over to whatever had caught her attention, tugging my arm with all the might of a kitten.

Sang stood close to the glass with her eyes wide in amazement. An octopus was toying with a ball that had food inside, its tentacles moving with a fascinating dexterity.

I watched with her, and slowly my thoughts turned to the future, more specifically our future.

My father had told me to marry her, and I realized that I had never felt more certain about anything else in this world. I could practically see it, Sang, with our child sleeping peacefully in her arms, her hair falling messily into her face and her mouth set in a soft smile.

It made me want to savor every moment even more, and hold on as tight as I could to her now.

I stepped behind her and wrapped my arms so that I could hold her from behind, and she leaned back into my arms. This, I thought, is heaven.

"How often do you come here?" Sang asked, softly, her eyes still trained on the cephalopod.

"Often enough." I commented, when I wanted to clear my head I drove, but when I wanted to affirm something I'd read in one of the Marine Biology textbooks I occasionally studied, I came here. "I take notes on the animals in Greek to keep myself sharp in writing the language. Then North and I read each other's notes to keep ourselves straight."

"North comes with you?" Her voice sounded surprised and I imagined that she was picturing North stalking around the dimmed aquarium and writing down what he thought about the colorful fish.

"North jots down records about his cars. I write down things I note about the fish overtime." I clarifed and turned to point to another mollusk; a nautilus.

"This is something special." I informed as I directed her attention to the bumpy nodes on the lip of the shell's opening.

"She's a mother. The little-" I stopped considering the word in my head for a moment, "beads are her offspring. Pretty soon lots of little nautiluses will be swimming in her tank with her."

"Wow." She breathed out, a spoken assurance of her awe.

"I have a kind of internship here." I said,  trying to impress her now, "I come in ever so often and help with research. When she gets closer to releasing them, I'll be there to check over the general conditions of the babies."

"When?" She turned, seeming excited for me. It was rare to find someone who cared so much about what you liked, I was lucky.

"A few weeks from now. If you're not doing anything then I'll bring you."

Her smile was so beautiful I thought I could hear angels singing.

"You will?" She asked, those big green eyes just begging me to act on instinct and kiss her, to swear to her that I would fight wars and cross oceans for her.