Chapter three:

Edd's P.O.V.

It's been almost two years now... It makes me sigh in sadness and worry.

I know that with everything going on that he's busy not giving him time to write but I wish he was still here.

... He's ok though... He has not returned in a coffin and I know he will do all he can to return to home soil alive.

But from day to day I worry about him and think about what he must be enduring. Everyday it's a battle against the worry that something bad is going to happen however even in times like these I am assured by even the clock seeming to always tick softly in the background.

With no visits from others I don't know it causes me to feel better about him still being at least alive.

I lean my arms against the inside part of the window sill as I stare out the closed window to the sky. I have pictures of him all around the house framed to appear as if the pictures are just our memories but really it's to try to make some kind of effect of him still being here.

"Woof!" The bark makes me turn to the pug dog that stares back at me with that goofy lopsided grin he gives. His name is Bandit and just before I became alone we found him in a box abandoned with a piece of string around his neck and a note.

The note explained that he was abandoned and told us the name of the dog.

Plus whoever wrote to note attached to Bandit made sure to not sign any part of it not like it mattered.

So Bandit came to live with us... Well me mostly... After that as my love said to think of it as a gift from him, he was the first to say that we take in Bandit, to help with any loneliness I'll have while he's gone. Bandit has been confirmed by the vet that the letter is true about him being healthy making it truly look as if they really did have trouble caring for him in the end.

Probably by some decrease of income is my best guess.

I bend down and pick up Bandit holding him to my chest. "Hey." I greet softly.

Bandit wags his tail happily at me making me smile softly.

I'll admit that my love was right and that taking in Bandit was a good idea.

He really helps me when I feel down even if he cannot erase this longing to see my love again.

It's close to Christmas time and it seems it'll be another Christmas without the one I really want to spend it with...

When will he come home?

That evening I was resting by the fire place with Bandit.

We were laying on the ground with me having a pillow and Bandit curled up beside me plus a blanket pulled mostly over me but also partly over Bandit.

When a knock comes to the door and I turn to it wondering who it could be but the only way to find out is to go answer it.

I get up making the blanket fall off not like it mattered as its not close enough to fall into the fire. I head to the front door and open it guessing that it must be Eddy or something. I blink in surprise at who is really at the door.

There before me stands my solider who had been sent to fight a battle all this time.

He has his bag, camouflage wardrobe and even black war paint on his cheeks. His usually hat that he loves to wear is a little dusty but you can't expect much since he came from the battle grounds. He smiles at me in a warm greeting and he brings one hand up showing a mistletoe to be hanging between us watching my eyes with his own beautiful green ones.

My vision blurs in tears of happiness only for me to jump at him giving him a tackle hug.

He accepts it falling back, dropping the mistletoe, as if to emphasize his acceptance of the hug.

I hold him tight as he keeps his own arms around me. I let myself cry my happy tears and hoping that this isn't just some dream. I want to make sure it is truly reality.

He pulls me closer obviously just as happy to see me as I am to see him.

"Welcome home Kevin." I say pulling back to sit there straddling him with a sniffle.

He reaches up and gently wipes away a tear from my cheek. "I love you." He says then starts to kiss my tears away before I steal his lips in a kiss making sure to convey my love through said kiss.

We lay there on the ground in front of our home kissing for a moment then pull back to look at each other's faces.

"We should probably head in." I say noticing the chill in the air as I had to push myself up with my hands on either side of his head holding my torso up to allow us to look at each other.

He nods in agreement and I get up first since I was straddling him then he gets up too. He makes sure he has his bag then we head inside closing the door behind us.

Bandit raises his head looking curious at Kevin since Kevin didn't really have time to truly bond with the pug. He comes rushing over to him only to begin sniffing in even more curiosity only for his tail to wag as if finally remembering who this is.

"Guess you still can't tell who I am right away huh?" Kevin says bending down to pet Bandit who moves to his hind legs to give a slobbery lick to Kevin's face. He pulls back and I laugh as he rubs off the saliva left behind. "Still the same slobbery kisses." He says.

I move closer to his side and our hands link together between us.

Yes. This is going to be the best Christmas ever… Actually…. It already is.

The end.

AN:

I wrote this story after a bit of alcohol so I really hope it turned out well.

Fun fact is that I actually wrote the last chapter first then I wrote the first chapter only to write the second chapter last.

It was a little weird to do it that way but at first the three chapters were going be different versions of the final chapter that was going to be the first chapter.

Also I have only seen so much of the actual show so I'm trying my hardest to get this all done right. Hopefully everything worked out.

Anyways I hope you enjoyed this story and reviews are awesome but remember that flamers will be used to make cupcakes!

Kitkat.