The Battle Across The Universe

Chapter 16: Surprising News Before Heading Back

"Anna," Isabella sighed, "I'm sorry, but that plan probably wouldn't work either."

"No," Lilly shook her head, her arms crossed. "None of these would. We need time. That's the only thing we need. Time to think of a plan. Just...time." Lilly sighed. "Look, the stars aren't planned to align with our sun until...closer to Lan's birthday, really. We should go back to Earth. Live our lives while we still can. Try to come up with a plan. All of that."

Fawn didn't notice, but Isabella looked up at her with a look in her gray eyes. A look Isabella had never given anyone before. It was a look of love, and thinking of her future, and just...a wish that when Isabella asked a simple question that wasn't so simple that Fawn would say a certain answer. Isabella wanted her normal life back so that she could ask that "simple" question.

Lan sighed. "I agree with you, Lill. I want to go back to Earth. I kinda miss my husband and child."

"Okay," Lilly said. "Well, if you guys don't mind, I would like my own spaceship with my three kids. Plus, I wouldn't want them to wake you up. So whenever you're ready you can go to your spaceship and leave."

"We're pretty much ready," Fawn decided. "I mean, I am. So I'm gonna leave ya. Bye, Lilly!" Fawn hugged Lilly. "And, uh, I'll see ya when we get back to Earth." Fawn walked out of the spaceship.

"Alright, bitch," Lan said, looking directly to Isabella. "Spill it."

"Sp-spill what?" Isabella asked, her eyebrows in a frown. Then she sort of half-smiled.

"Why you were looking at Fawn like that," Anna-Marie said.

"Yeah, seriously," Lilly said. "That's no ordinary look."

Isabella sighed. "Okay. I'll tell you. Just promise you won't tell Fawn."

"We promise," the three women said.

"Okay," Isabella spoke, taking a deep breath. "I'm...I'm thinking about proposing to Fawn."

Everyone was silent.

"Oh. My. Fucking. God," Lan said. "Isabella, are you serious?!"

"No, I'm completely joking," Isabella answered in a sarcastic tone. "I want to marry a fucking gerbil."

"Ohmigosh ohmigosh ohmigosh!" Anna-Marie half-yelled. "Iz, wh-why didn't you tell us?! When are you gonna propose?! I WANT DETAILS!"

"Shh!" Isabella said. "I don't want Fawn to hear. Um, I didn't 'cause I... I'm actually not sure why. Hm. Anyway, I'm either going to propose in February or April. I don't want it to be March since it's your birthday."

"I appreciate that," Anna-Marie nodded her head, "but I honestly don't care if you propose to her on my birthday. Just fucking propose to her, you little bitch!"

"Yeah. You're right. I will. When I feel like the time is right. Well," Isabella turned her attention to Lilly, "this is where we leave you. Good bye, Lill. Have a safe trip home."

"You, too," Lilly replied with a smile. Lilly had a turn to hug the other three girls. "Now, you should go. Fawn's probably waiting."