"So pretty much you stole the necklaces to create the gold to help get your mother's life back to normal after you wished for your dead father to come back ...but at the time you didn't know he was dead so now you were returning the necklaces that you had stolen, giving up the rest of the magic you would have had to finish off the assignment, which ends this week? Also the clothes you were donating were in hopes to make yourself feel better for stealing necklaces? Those clothes were also something that you received from magic correct?" I nodded my head listening to Nathan ramble on about what I had just spent the last two hours explaining to him. Ailis had gotten bored about an hour in and it was showing as he was snoring on the bench between the two of us.

"Yes you've got it all figured out," I could feel a sense of relief as I knew this conversation was coming to an end. I wouldn't have to focus on everything I'd done wrong the last couple of months anymore.

"That's a lot Emerson," Nathan clicked his tongue as he turns to look over the water. "You expect me to just be okay with this?" I shook my head, I guess I kind of did, but I always knew there was a chance he wouldn't be.

"No," I mumbled looking at the green grass below my shoes.

"Well, you should have, because even this won't make me leave you," He smiles reaching over to place his hand on mine. He bent over even further planting a quick kiss on my lips. "You've noticed your mistakes and you've gone above and beyond to fix them. That shows something really good about your personality and I love it, sure you may have stumbled but you picked yourself back up and came back better, I'm sure at times I'm going to stumble and I just hope you treat me the same way," I could feel his emotions in his words. He seemed very sincere.

"Thank you," I muttered. I wasn't sure what else to say. He had been so sweet and understanding after everything I'd put him through today. Ailis shifted on the bench before waking himself up. Sitting up he placed his tiny arms out above him.

"Are yer guys done yet? oi 'av a paper oi nade ter write," I chuckled as Nathan stares down at Ailis as if he was a fungus. His Irish accent difficult to understand.

"Yes, I think we are. We can get heading back to the dorm so you can write your paper," I smiled ruffling Ailis's hair. He glares at me as he pretends to fight me.

"You can understand what he says?" Nathan turns to look at me as if I had just ate something really disgusting. I nod my head.

"I've had a little while to get used to him so yeah, after a little bit he becomes easier and easier to understand," Nathan shakes his head, getting up from the bench before offering me a hand to help me up as well.

"May I join you at your dorm?" I nod my head, smiling at the fact that Nathan wasn't scared away by the baggage I had just dumped on him. My heart was racing with excitement as he took my hand and led me towards the road that we would take to my dorm room.

My mind wandered through ways the conversation could have ended. My heart breaking with each negative thought that made its way into my head. I knew that hadn't happened but for some reason I couldn't get over that fact that it could have gone so much worse. My mind was in a dream, I was floating on cloud nine and somehow I was able to keep the guy of my dreams. Maybe coming clean was a good thing that I should have done earlier.

I tried my best to keep those thoughts suppressed as we walked through the same hallway as earlier. It didn't take us long to get back to my dorm. My feet thankful for the short journey. They were throbbing when I took my shoes off and plopped down on my bed. Nathan did the same as Ailis immediately jumps to the computer flicking the screen on. He pulls out a few notebooks from his pockets. At this point I knew not to question where he had stored them, as the amount of things he carried with his was insane.

"Can oi 'av sum Lucky Charms ter keep me jammers while oi work?" I shook my head as I remembered back to the first day I had met Ailis. He was breaking into the pantry at my mother's house trying to find her cereal. Then the next day we ate it together in my dorm room. I rolled my eyes finally hopping off my bed to grab him a bowl. Pouring the cereal into the porcelain bowl Nathan began to chuckle.

"That's kind of funny, a leprechaun eating Lucky Charms," I couldn't help but smile and as I handed the bowl to Ailis, making sure to pat his head one more time for good luck on his paper, I turned to speak to Nathan.

"Yeah he gambles too," I teased turning to catch the last of the glare form Ailis. I rolled my eyes once again before taking my spot on the bed. The room was filled with silence. Nathan and I listened to Ailis's tiny fingers type away on his keyboard as he scratches his head trying to come up with what to say. Eventually I found myself drifting off to sleep. My mind wandering to a world of dreams that involved Nathan and a few other things that had happened today until everything drifted away to darkness and Ailis was left alone to his own thoughts.

Ailis POV

The words weren't coming easy. The notes I had written down about Emerson these last couple of months didn't seem to mean anything anymore. I was so proud of her for overcoming her addition of stealing, even if it was only a minor issue we dealt with, she was able to get through it and work on herself. She stood up to her fears and told the man that I knew she was going to be with for a very long time, if they weren't together forever.

But that didn't seem to fit the question. I had no clue how I was supposed to answer it.

How have you grown from this process?

It was staring at me as If I was supposed to have gone through this huge life changing journey. But really my life hadn't changed much. I had stopped gambling but that wasn't something I could put on my school essay. Emerson had been the biggest and the best change in my life but that didn't answer to question about my very own personal development.

Had I made any personal development in the last two months. I shook my head as I stare at the empty computer screen. I had my essay done but I was stuck on the last few questions that needed to be filled out with the rest of the paperwork. I didn't have anything that would change me happen. Maybe I could make up something like I learned to value friendship more. Or to look out for eachother on a deeper level. If I would have been there more for Emerson she wouldn't have fallen so deep into the trap of stealing things.

Maybe I learned the value of hard work for my magic. I knew I wasn't going to make it very long at the job I had attmepted to earn something. It was a waste of time. I could make four times as much gambling in a night than I did in the few hours I worked at that awful place.

Maybe I learned I wasn't very good at puzzles and organizing the potions was a pain in the butt. Yet this too wouldn't be a good thing to put down on the paper. I shook my head turning to look at the cute couple cuddled up on the bed. I wanted to be a part of that forever. I didn't want to leave Emerson. She had become so important to me and to think we had to go our separate ways was killing me.

I couldn't make it in the fantasy world without her. She was quirky, witty, and everything I've been looking for out of a friend. People in the fantasy world were just too serious for their own good. I couldn't imagine not being able to sleep in her bag all day while she was at school with Nathan.

I glance over Nathan, his perfect hair was tousled from sleeping on it, but still it flowed nicely. He would be good for her and if I had a moment alone I'd ask him to protect her for me. To keep an eye on her since we knew she had an issue with stealing things. I wasn't ready to set her out into the world on her own. How could I be sure she wouldn't start stealing once again. I smacked myself on the forehead as I realized she wouldn't have a reason to. The reason she was stealing was for me. For my magic.

I had something that she had wanted and maybe she used me, and others to get her way, but she has since realizing that, that is not the right way to do things. I shook my head once again thinking about everything we'd been through. From the pepsi machine, to the cars in her class. All the things I had tried to take just to get a little bit of gold. I guess I too had a theft problem.

I turned to look back at the computer. How many points would I really lose if I just didn't answer this questions. I scroll back up to the top to read the instructions. Maybe it would tell me how much each question was worth. I let out a sigh once I read over them once again to refresh my memory. For every unanswered question was an automatic dock of over a hundred points. If you wanted to pass the assignment you could only miss a total of fifty. I shook my head trying to figure out what I was going to do. I had to come up with something soon.

I only had a couple more hours to complete this assignment. I quickly skipped the question one more time. Filling in all the rest of them before coming back to the last one. My brain was unraveling as I tried to figure out anything. I guess maybe I would just have to say that Emerson and I both grew from our addictions. I could ploy it that way. State that we both were having the same issues and we both learned to cope with the real world without running to our safety nets to help us out.

I shook my head. That would get me put in fairy jail. I did not want to go to fairy jail. Rumple had gone once and he swore to never return. He said it was so awful he would kill himself before going back. My heart was racing in my chest as I thought about how he played the odds everyday, risking the day he would get busted for gambling so heavily.

Magic was a delicacies and it didn't like moving from so many hands. Gambling was a fine way to frustrate the magic and have it turn on yourself. I shuddered at the thought of the time it had turned on me. My hair was an awful pink for over a month.

Trying to erase the memory from my mind I decided it was time to just muffle up an answer. Anything would be better than nothing. I begin to fill in the words explaining my gambling addiction in a safe for work kind of way. Making it seem like I had never acted on my impulses but always wanted to. Either way I would hopefully not get in trouble for this. Once the page was full I clicked save and closed the computer screen. Tomorrow would be the day that I would hand the paper in and finish my assignment. If I passed then that would be it. There would be a graduation but I would never get to see Emerson again. If I failed then I would never get to see anyone ever again.

I cleaned my stuff up before hopping off the chair and heading towards the bed, climbing up the side of the sheets on making myself a spot next to Emerson. I quickly curled up falling asleep next to her for the last time ever. As I did so a lone tear fell down the side of my face, sliding against my nose as I wiped it away.

I was going to miss this girl.