Quindecim

Fandom: Sorcerer's Apprentice

Rating: T

Characters: Drake S. Dave S. Veronica B. Dave's Mom.

LAST CHAPTER!

Authoress Ramblings: Alrighty, since the vote for a happy ending was literally unanimous you guys get the happy ending. BUT since I'm an angst writer and last chapter was angsty to end with, it also has tension, and a LOT of POV switching. Also, it's implied towards the end that Dave's mom is psychic, she's not psychic, just precognitive. Precognition is a feeling or knowing that something is going to happen, it's a form of psychic ability, but not exactly being psychic...in my experience, precognition is much more undefined, vague feelings of dread or joy, and sometimes knowing who it's directed at. (limited precognition maybe?) Anyway, enjoy and keep an eye out for other stories. I love all my reviewers, internet platonic-ly of course. You guys are awesome.

Balthazar's advice hadn't helped Dave think any better, so Dave went and asked Veronica, when Drake was done with his lessons.

"I know you don't often take the initiative when it comes to your relationship, but if he's insecure about you always being there for him, maybe you need to show him you mean it."

Dave paced the rug in front of the counter, nearly lost in thought.

"Veronica, what do you know about jewelry?"

Drake still wanted two tigers jumping from a leopard, and that was what he was working on for the next show. At least he was until Dave called and asked him to come home.

"Dave, I can't…"

"Drake, we need to talk, you can't just keep avoiding me."

"I'm not avoiding you."

"Drake, come home."

Drake hung up on Dave. Dave wanted to throw his phone across the room in frustration. Instead, he parked himself on the couch and waited for Drake.

Dave had gone to bed around midnight, in a guest room as far away from his and Drake's room as he could get, and when he got up he saw no sign of Drake. He sighed. Keeping his promise was going to be harder than he thought. He went into their bedroom and packed a bag. He'd come back, when Drake decided he wanted him around again.

Drake entered the penthouse to eerie silence.

"Dave?" Drake looked around, the Prime Merlinian was no where to be found, and some of his stuff was missing from their room. He found a note taped to his mirror.

'Drake, I've left to give you your space, since you've been avoiding me. I won't tell you where I am, but when you want me to come home call me, but only if you're 100% sure. I love you. Dave.'

Drake sat down on their bed and began to cry. He'd been worried about Dave leaving, and he'd pushed him away.

Dave paid the taxi driver and walked up the front sidewalk. It had been pricey to get a cab out here, but Drake had given him a card to access his bank account, and he wouldn't miss a couple hundred dollars. Dave knocked on the door, and a older woman answered it.

"David! What a pleasant surprise!"

"Hi Mom. Can I stay for a few days?"

"Of course! Come in!"

Dave entered his mother's house.

"What brings you out here?"

Dave had told his mother about Drake, she'd called while Drake was missing.

"Drake started avoiding me…I decided to give him space."

His mom nodded. "Hopefully he comes to his senses. I want to meet him."

"I want you to too Mom."

Drake knew he should just call. He missed Dave. Dave had left his favorite sweatshirt, and Drake had put it on. He was determined to let Dave have his space, but he really missed him. Maybe this was what Dave was trying to make him realize? Drake flopped on their bed, it had been two days since Dave left and Drake had fallen asleep in his chair earlier, but only for an hour. His head hit something under Dave's pillow.

Dave had taken to staring at his phone. His mom would ask him if he was alright, and he'd say he was. Both Stutlers were horrid liars, but she could still tell he was lying.

"You're waiting on him."

"I promised I would…"

She could tell her son didn't regret the promise, but she could hear in his voice that it was getting hard to keep. So far he'd gotten two calls, and her heart broke when she saw his face after they weren't Drake. When she met Drake, she'd give him a piece of her mind for hurting her baby like this.

Drake stared at the black velvet box. He hadn't opened it yet, its mere presence confused him. He did recognize the box, only one jewelry store used the style, it was the same place Drake bought his jewelry. He hadn't bought any jewelry, meaning it was likely Dave had bought it, and hadn't had any jewelry purchases on any bank statements…meaning if Dave had bought this, what ever it was, he'd dipped into his college fund, and that store wasn't cheap. He continued to stare at the box, deciding weather or not to open it.

Dave wondered if Drake had found the box yet. He knew Drake preferred that jeweler, and when he'd gone in, it was easy to make a selection once he'd told the man what he was looking for. Dave sighed and went into the kitchen to get something to eat. His mom had made lasagna and she made the best, hands down. Drake would love her cooking, Dave had learned most of what he knew about the art from her. Dave's phone rang.

He opened the box. A note fluttered out, revealing a gorgeous ring. Taking a moment to admire the ring, Drake picked up the note.

'Drake, I wanted to give this to you in person, but maybe this way is better. I love you, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I know you're scared I'm going to leave, but I couldn't do that to you, making the choice to leave now, temporarily, was hard enough. Will you marry me, Drake? Love, Dave.'

Drake picked up the phone.

Dave jumped the back of the couch to grab his phone and his face lit up when he saw the caller ID light up with 'Drake' and a picture of the magician taken on their second anniversary. Dave's mom had come downstairs when Dave's phone had rang.

"Drake?"

"Yeah, luv. I found the box…and the ring."

"You did?"

"Yeah. My answer is yes by the way. Will you come home?"

"You're going to have to come pick me up."

Dave gave Drake the address and only hung up when Drake had to go because he was in the elevator. Dave turned to his mom, who was smiling.

"I've already packed your stuff. I had a feeling today would be the day you left."

Dave hugged her.

Drake parked his silver SUV outside a small house and went up the front walk. He knocked on the door. The door opened and Drake found his arms full of Dave.

"You look good in my shirt, love."