Post by fosforito on Feb 19, 2006 7:47:31 GMT -5
finally it´s ready.. chapter 37!!
hope you´ll like it!
hope you´ll like it!
Chapter 37 (Thoughts and feelings)
Alexandra needed a couple of minutes to regain her composure again.
Jonathan was holding her in his arms all the time and kissed her hair and her forehead in-between.
How relieved he was now to finally tell her everything! He had kept it to himself for so many years. No one knowing him personally ever got to know of it all – of the scratched heart, of his anual ritual to come back to Cuesta Verde to remember everything. Everything what was ripping him into a thousand pieces inside. But Jonathan now realized, how much he had needed it to remember everything over and over again over the years. This was something, Scarecrow couldn´t take away from him. It was one of the few things remaining of Jonathan Crane – the ability to feel, the ability to love, the ability to be just human. Jonathan had believed for a long time, he would have lost these abilities, but Alexandra´s reaction had shown him, he was wrong.
In spite of Scarecrow, he still was a human being, having his own thoughts and feelings – somebody, who was still able to love. Und finally he could tell it to the person he loved the most – and no one, no one would ever take this away from him, not even Scarecrow.
Jonathan gazed at Alexandra and wiped softly her tears out of her face.
„What do you think about a warm tea and something to eat?", he asked in a soft voice.
It was late noon already and Alexandra and Jonathan just had a bagel on their way to Cuesta Verde. Maybe they would talk about a few things more while having lunch – also, if Alexandra was engaged to another man in another way, if she was feeling the same for him he was feeling for her.
Alexandra agreed and Jonathan placed her arm around her when both walked over the place back to the beach promenade.
Jonathan knew a good restaurant close by and both decided to eat some fish and seafood there.
This year´s October was a wonderful month with a lot of sunshine but though, it was cooler at the coast than in Gotham and the tea helped Jonathan and Alexandra to warm up a bit while they were waiting for the food.
"Can I ask you something?", Jonathan said and placed his teacup on the table while Alexandra tried to warm up her fingers at her cup.
She looked up to him.
"Now you know what I feel for you and now you know too, there´s no other woman in my life.", Jonathan said softly. "But I still don´t know, if you´re engaged, Alex.. is there another man in your life?"
For a split second, Alexandra was thinking of Henri Ducard.
"No, Jonathan. There is no one else.", Alexandra responded in a firm voice and gazed into Jonathan´s eyes. "But there was someone who helped me getting through a hard time. I have been very sick and this man had saved me."
`You might think whatever about Henri Ducard now, but you owe him your life.´, flashed through Alexandra´s mind. `But you should keep in mind, what price you have paid for that. The price was the loss of your soul. You´re quits with him and you don´t owe anything to Henri Ducard, Alex.´
Jonathan gazed at Alexandra for a moment.
"Would you tell me about it, Alex?", he asked. "I know, it might not be the right place for it now.. but I want to know, where you have been all the time."
Alexandra lowered his gaze, placed her cup on the table and took a deep breath.
"You won´t like what I´ll tell you now, Jonathan.", Alexandra said and gazed into his eyes.
Jonathan propped his temple with his hand and looked into Alexandra eyes while she started to tell him about her past.
She told him, how she was travelling from one country to the other, how she started to steal and to cheat. She told him about the drugs she had taken and what all she had done to get them.
Jonathan touched Alexandra´s hand, while his other hand was still resting at his temple. He didn´t say a word all the time and he paid attention to Alexandra, telling him in a low voice of the men, she had gone to bed with if she could gain an avantage out of it in any way. He still didn´t let go of her hand, not even when the waiter served their food and a bottle of white wine.
She told him of her serious desease and of the man who took care of her, who helped her to get rid off the drugs, who saved her life. Alexandra told Jonathan everything that happened to her - but she avoided to mention her family or her time in Germany. She avoided to talk about the hatred she had felt for Jonathan not so long ago. She avoided to talk about the true identity of the man who has saved her or about the price she had paid for her rescue – to become an assassin and to lose the rest of goodness inside her.
Jonathan tried not to show anything but inside he was crying about what Alexandra was telling him and all thoughts and feelings he had had yesterday in his office at Arkham and last night, came to light again. He had hurt her so much, he had hurt them so much.
Jonathan realized, it was not only Mrs. Wentzler´s life and Martin´s life Scarecrow had destroyed, but it was also his own life as well as Alexandra´s being destroyed because of his guilt. He had allowed Scarecrow to make his butcher out of him, he had the blood of her and also of his family on his hands and no one would free him from this guilt, not even Alexandra. No medicine would heal his guilt, no priest would give the absolution to Jonathan, washing his sins away.
He would live all his life with this guilt and the only thing now remaining to Jonathan was to try to make good some of what he has done – to be there for Alexandra, to be there for both, to fight for their love – and to fight Scarecrow, to destroy the destroyer.
Jonathan snapped out of his thoughts when he could hear Alexandra´s voice again.
„I´m not the same person I was before, Jonathan.", Alexandra said in a low voice and looked at him sadly. „If I would be 16, if I would be 17, if I wouldn´t have left Gotham.. but.. look at me now.."
`How can you still love me – after all this?´, Alexandra thought and she could feel her heart getting heavy. `I am a wreck, Jonathan. Maybe we both are wrecks, but at least you still have a life, you have a basis, you have your profession and you´re recognized in what you´re doing... but what do I have?´
Jonathan pressed Alexandra´s hand and for a split second he believed to know what she was thinking right now. He gazed deeply into her blue-grey eyes, hoping his words would reach the depths of her hurt soul.
„I haven´t done anything else since you´re back in my life again, Alex.", he whispered softly. „And whoever this guy was, I´m just thankful for the fact, he saved your life – because he has brought you back to me.“
Jonathan realized, what gift was granted to them. Now they had a chance to start a new life. Now they had a chance to be there for each other and to help each other. Now they had a chance to find some luck and happiness together, to find something they had lost such a long time ago.
They got a second chance now – and Jonathan swore to himself, this time, he would do everything to use this chance.
Alexandra needed a couple of minutes to regain her composure again.
Jonathan was holding her in his arms all the time and kissed her hair and her forehead in-between.
How relieved he was now to finally tell her everything! He had kept it to himself for so many years. No one knowing him personally ever got to know of it all – of the scratched heart, of his anual ritual to come back to Cuesta Verde to remember everything. Everything what was ripping him into a thousand pieces inside. But Jonathan now realized, how much he had needed it to remember everything over and over again over the years. This was something, Scarecrow couldn´t take away from him. It was one of the few things remaining of Jonathan Crane – the ability to feel, the ability to love, the ability to be just human. Jonathan had believed for a long time, he would have lost these abilities, but Alexandra´s reaction had shown him, he was wrong.
In spite of Scarecrow, he still was a human being, having his own thoughts and feelings – somebody, who was still able to love. Und finally he could tell it to the person he loved the most – and no one, no one would ever take this away from him, not even Scarecrow.
Jonathan gazed at Alexandra and wiped softly her tears out of her face.
„What do you think about a warm tea and something to eat?", he asked in a soft voice.
It was late noon already and Alexandra and Jonathan just had a bagel on their way to Cuesta Verde. Maybe they would talk about a few things more while having lunch – also, if Alexandra was engaged to another man in another way, if she was feeling the same for him he was feeling for her.
Alexandra agreed and Jonathan placed her arm around her when both walked over the place back to the beach promenade.
Jonathan knew a good restaurant close by and both decided to eat some fish and seafood there.
This year´s October was a wonderful month with a lot of sunshine but though, it was cooler at the coast than in Gotham and the tea helped Jonathan and Alexandra to warm up a bit while they were waiting for the food.
"Can I ask you something?", Jonathan said and placed his teacup on the table while Alexandra tried to warm up her fingers at her cup.
She looked up to him.
"Now you know what I feel for you and now you know too, there´s no other woman in my life.", Jonathan said softly. "But I still don´t know, if you´re engaged, Alex.. is there another man in your life?"
For a split second, Alexandra was thinking of Henri Ducard.
"No, Jonathan. There is no one else.", Alexandra responded in a firm voice and gazed into Jonathan´s eyes. "But there was someone who helped me getting through a hard time. I have been very sick and this man had saved me."
`You might think whatever about Henri Ducard now, but you owe him your life.´, flashed through Alexandra´s mind. `But you should keep in mind, what price you have paid for that. The price was the loss of your soul. You´re quits with him and you don´t owe anything to Henri Ducard, Alex.´
Jonathan gazed at Alexandra for a moment.
"Would you tell me about it, Alex?", he asked. "I know, it might not be the right place for it now.. but I want to know, where you have been all the time."
Alexandra lowered his gaze, placed her cup on the table and took a deep breath.
"You won´t like what I´ll tell you now, Jonathan.", Alexandra said and gazed into his eyes.
Jonathan propped his temple with his hand and looked into Alexandra eyes while she started to tell him about her past.
She told him, how she was travelling from one country to the other, how she started to steal and to cheat. She told him about the drugs she had taken and what all she had done to get them.
Jonathan touched Alexandra´s hand, while his other hand was still resting at his temple. He didn´t say a word all the time and he paid attention to Alexandra, telling him in a low voice of the men, she had gone to bed with if she could gain an avantage out of it in any way. He still didn´t let go of her hand, not even when the waiter served their food and a bottle of white wine.
She told him of her serious desease and of the man who took care of her, who helped her to get rid off the drugs, who saved her life. Alexandra told Jonathan everything that happened to her - but she avoided to mention her family or her time in Germany. She avoided to talk about the hatred she had felt for Jonathan not so long ago. She avoided to talk about the true identity of the man who has saved her or about the price she had paid for her rescue – to become an assassin and to lose the rest of goodness inside her.
Jonathan tried not to show anything but inside he was crying about what Alexandra was telling him and all thoughts and feelings he had had yesterday in his office at Arkham and last night, came to light again. He had hurt her so much, he had hurt them so much.
Jonathan realized, it was not only Mrs. Wentzler´s life and Martin´s life Scarecrow had destroyed, but it was also his own life as well as Alexandra´s being destroyed because of his guilt. He had allowed Scarecrow to make his butcher out of him, he had the blood of her and also of his family on his hands and no one would free him from this guilt, not even Alexandra. No medicine would heal his guilt, no priest would give the absolution to Jonathan, washing his sins away.
He would live all his life with this guilt and the only thing now remaining to Jonathan was to try to make good some of what he has done – to be there for Alexandra, to be there for both, to fight for their love – and to fight Scarecrow, to destroy the destroyer.
Jonathan snapped out of his thoughts when he could hear Alexandra´s voice again.
„I´m not the same person I was before, Jonathan.", Alexandra said in a low voice and looked at him sadly. „If I would be 16, if I would be 17, if I wouldn´t have left Gotham.. but.. look at me now.."
`How can you still love me – after all this?´, Alexandra thought and she could feel her heart getting heavy. `I am a wreck, Jonathan. Maybe we both are wrecks, but at least you still have a life, you have a basis, you have your profession and you´re recognized in what you´re doing... but what do I have?´
Jonathan pressed Alexandra´s hand and for a split second he believed to know what she was thinking right now. He gazed deeply into her blue-grey eyes, hoping his words would reach the depths of her hurt soul.
„I haven´t done anything else since you´re back in my life again, Alex.", he whispered softly. „And whoever this guy was, I´m just thankful for the fact, he saved your life – because he has brought you back to me.“
Jonathan realized, what gift was granted to them. Now they had a chance to start a new life. Now they had a chance to be there for each other and to help each other. Now they had a chance to find some luck and happiness together, to find something they had lost such a long time ago.
They got a second chance now – and Jonathan swore to himself, this time, he would do everything to use this chance.