Date: Sat, 23 Feb 2002 17:16:34 -0800
From: mistress_n9@juno.com
Subject: Love Is Up Where We Belong

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Note: sorry it's so short. But e-mail IS appreciated!
Mistress_N9@juno.com

Am I really that bad? Is the story not getting enough potential? Was it
not good to stick HRH with Nick just coz they're in the same boat? ARGH!
Explain, please!

Also big hugs and hi's to Joe and Aaron! ^-^

Love Is Up Where We Belong
Written By Lady Nimm (9)

Part 6:
Nick sniffled again before curling further into his blanket. 'This Used
To Be My Playground' played in the background; its sorrowful notes
passing through his ears. William was gone, taken away from his grasp.
He looked at his arms. Was it really less than 12 hours ago that he held
the one he loved so much?

He shut his eyes and hid his tears. Selfish was he to think of only
himself. The future of the British Empire was at stake for chrissakes.
God knows they had enough headlines that would make Queen Victoria mad.

But that feeling when he held his prince in his arms was too much. The
nights spent making love were just...Nick groaned and hit a pillow. He
can't be thinking about that. He looked over to his laptop. Might as
well type out his anguish.

"You and I were so close
Something that I treasure
You were something I boast about
Something I want forever

So dramatically
You were taken away
Seems like just last night

I held you in my arms
I loved you to the morn
I never could imagine
Life without you, honey

We had our good times and bad
There were sometimes you were all I had
So what I'm trying to say to you
That

So dramatically (echo)
You were taken away
Seems like just last night

I held you in my arms
I loved you to the morn
I never could never imagine
Like without you, honey

There goes my happiness
There goes my will to live
Now there's nothing there
But me and the sea

So dramatically (echo)
You were taken away
Seems like just last night

I held you in my arms
I loved you to the morn
I never could never imagine
Like without you, honey (3x)"

Nick sighed and looked at his work. Not exactly his best but not his
worse either. He looked outside at the storm. "Will, I miss you so much
you don't know."

*~St. James~*
"Master William, will you please come out? Your father is getting very
worried?" asked a servant. Ever since they returned from Florida, he
locked himself into his room at the palace.

"If he's so damned worried then let him come on his own." Will replied.

He heard the lock picked open and a familiar form walked in. "William,
you should come out. Everyone is worried about you." Harry whispered.

"Worried about me or His Royal Highness, Prince William of Wales?" he
asked sardonically.

"I can't see why you're like this. One car accident and you return mad
as a hatter. What did you leave behind, Wills?" he asked as he sat next
to his brother.

William stared at the ceiling. "You know how much you love Samantha?
It's exactly how I feel about Nick. I can't live without him, Harry.
He's so beautiful. So loving." William pictured Nick in his mind. A
smile graced his face at the thought. "It's almost like I'm a Capulet
and he's my Romeo. Family against family." There was a long pause
before William suddenly sat up. "That's it!"

"What's it?"

"If I tell you, I'll have to hurt you. And England knows, we need at
least one heir, right?" he smiled. "I'm going, Harry. I'm going after
him."