The Unknown

Chapter 49: Death Do Us Part

The portal closed as quickly as it opened. Both Hela and Falcon appeared in her office, not knowing where else to open the portal but then immediately regretted it as she hadn't been back in the office since the night of Dahlia's injury where Falcon had his arms wrapped around her, was kissing her and telling her that he loved her. She cursed herself for opening it there, but she knew there was no more of a private place, other than their bedroom but she definitely couldn't be in there with him. She made her way to the window, moving away from the arm that he had wrapped around her and looked out over the courtyard to her people and could see them as busy as ever, not knowing that their Queen was watching down on them.

Hela knew she couldn't wait, so she said, "you might want to sit down".

Falcon let off a small laugh and asked, "is something wrong?" as he moved a few papers from the desk and sat down on that. She turned to find him smiling at her, looking at her as if she was his entire world and it made her feel worse. "Have I told you I love you today?" he said, and it dug the knife in even deeper. His usual comments of 'have I told you I love you' or 'have I told you how beautiful you are' became normal to her over the years and it made him all the more perfect in her eyes.

"Don't," she said shaking her head.

"Don't what?" he asked with a smile, but it wasn't as bright as his original one as he knew she was being serious.

"Don't tell me you love me. Don't tell me how beautiful or brilliant or perfect I am...I'm none of those things".

"You are to me," he lost his smile and said seriously as he looked at her like she was a puzzle he was piecing together. He got down from the desk and walked over to her but when he tried to touch her arm, she shrugged him off and looked away. "Have I done something?"

She shook her head, still not looking at him as she said, "you've done nothing but love me, be there by my side though everything. You even brought me back before I was lost in madness".

He raised his hand, tilted her chin and turned her head, so she looked at him and he could see the tears in her eyes, could see the worry and immediately asked, "my love, what's going on?"

"That's the problem, I'm not your love," she shook her head and stepped away from him, "I can't be your love".

"What?"

"What we did, our courting, sharing a bed all these years, it's wrong. You and I both know that-"

"No, it's not," he interrupted.

"Yes, it is. It needs to end now," just as she finished her sentence, Falcon had crossed the room and wrapped his arm around her waist, crushing her into his chest before her kissed her. His other hand going into her hair as the kiss deepened. She couldn't help but respond, if this was the last time she was going to kiss him, she'd make sure it was worth it; but it was also a reminder of what she was giving away and it only made it harder.

Falcon then tore his lips from hers, both of their lips swelled from the intensity of the kiss. A tear drop fell from her eye as she tried to keep her tears at bay, but it was met with Falcon's thumb as he cupped her cheek and wiped it away and his arm around her waist tightened. "Tell me that felt wrong," he said his voice sounding as if it was going to break, "look me in the eye and tell me that felt wrong and I'll believe you".

This only made her close her eyes and she tried to gather her breathing, but she leaned her forehead on his chest and said, "please don't make this any harder than it has to be".

"It doesn't have to be anything," he said as she pulled her head away and opened her eyes, "I love you. You're my world, you know that, and I know you love me. What's brought this on?"