Maybe I Will Chapter Seventeen

AN: Sorry this took so long to write!!! I thought that no-one actually wanted another chapter, so I stopped. But so many people have asked if I was writing another chapter that I feel obligated to finish it off. This will be short, but hopefully it will satisfy you.

Disclaimer: Okay, seriously, if I actually wrote Beka Cooper, why the hell would I be writing Fanfiction?... And didn't I vow never to write one of these again???

Regular POV:

After Diona's yell, the party became incredibly more relaxed, if that was possible. People around laughed, and Beka looked like she could fly to the moon. She looked over at her other siblings.

"Sure you guys don't mind?" She looked anxious. Nilo looked confused.

"Why would we mind? If you like him, then what's the problem?" The others nodded. Beka looked at them for a second, the, in a very un-Beka-ish way, she ran over and hugged them all tightly. Rosto pouted.

"Why do they get all the love?" (an: *giggles* he's so kawaii!) Beka looked over at him.

"Wait your turn. I'm busy." He grinned evilly.

"I'm not good at waiting my turn… Or sharing."

Without seeming to move, he lunged at her. Deftly, Beka shoved her siblings out of the way and dodged. He turned to look at her, then lunged again. And she dodged again. This went on for a few minutes, during which a circle was formed around them, bets were formed on how long this would last (this including the 'fight' and the relationship in general.), and the situation was explained to the rest of the guests. The Lord Provest seemed the most shocked, but all accepted it when Goodwin, Erskren, and Kora explained what had happened in Scanra. Beka and Rosto didn't notice any of this. They traded teasing comments and laughed at each other with such ease and love that anyone who had a doubt about their relationship was wholly convinced otherwise.

The lunge/dodge pattern was abruptly ended as Rosto leaped, hitting Beka on the torso and knocking them both to the ground. Rosto grinned.

"I win," was all he said. Then he leaned down and kissed her. Her arms reached up and wound in his hair, breaking the tie in the process. His blond hair, practically white (an: HA!), flowed around them, forming a curtain around their faces.

"Oh, honestly, Rosto. Don't you have any self-control?" Aniki shoved her way into the circle and propped her hands on her hips, looking down at the two on the floor with mock-distain. They broke apart, and Rosto stood, helping Beka up, then pulling her into his arms when she tried to walk away.

"No way. I worked hard to catch you. You aren't going anywhere." Then he looked up at Aniki.

"Whatever do you mean? Of course I have self-control. Otherwise I-" He never finished his sentence, as Beka elbowed him. Hard.

"I really wouldn't finish that sentence if I were you." He grinned cheekily, but did as ordered. The party passed in the same way. Rosto refused to let Beka leave the circle of his arms, and she, in turn, wouldn't allow him to finish any suggestive comments. The rest of the night was passed filling in everyone on the events they had missed, whether in Scanra or Tortall. Finally, everyone left, leaving only Beka, Rosto, Aniki, Kora, and Erskren, who had moved in with Kora during Beka's absence.

Rosto POV:

"Well, I'm sure you are all very tired, so I'll make this quick." Kora looked serious, but a mischievous glint in her eyes gave her away. She held out a charm. Even without examining it, I could tell it was a anti-pregnancy charm. Apparently, so could Beka.

"Thanks, Kora." Beka looked honestly happy. Kora looked surprised she didn't get her to blush, but grinned and waved it off.

"It was nothing! Now off to bed!" We began to climb the stairs. Before going into her room, Kora looked back at me.

"Per healer's orders, you are not, under any circumstances, to put that charm to the test for one week." Without another word, she went into her room, followed by Erskren, who looked like he was trying not to laugh. Aniki didn't bother trying as she went to her own room. I glanced at Beka, who had blushed this time.

"Damn," I muttered. I looked at her hopefully. "Can I stay with you anyway?" She grinned up at me.

"Of course, silly old man."

"I am not old!" She didn't answer, just grinned and walked calmly to her room. I followed.

Beka POV:

I walked into my room, still grinning. The door closed behind me as Rosto walked inside. I heard a mewling sound.

I am sure you will not mind if I spend the night somewhere else for now. I grinned as Pounce's light footsteps faded away from my door. Without turning around, I changed into my night clothes, pulling my hair out of its braid, letting it flow freely down my back. Arms surrounded my waist, and I turned around to meet Rosto's lips.

Pounce POV

I laughed quietly as I walked away from Beka's room. Nothing would happen tonight. Beka is a smart gixie, and Rosto is too worried about her to risk her health. He would take good care of her. But my job as protector was winding down. Soon, I would not be needed anymore. But that wasn't for a while. I was here to ensure their descendants were born to help serve the Balance. Though they didn't know it, this last month had been deathly important to the course of history. And the changes it had caused were going to save the world.

In case you can't tell, I'm talking about the other books that are already written. This is most likely the last chapter. I can't think of anything else that is important enough to write. Tell me if you think of something. Exactly one week from New Years, I will accept no more ideas. So you had better Review!