Fire and Water

WARNING: More sex! Well, they\'ve got eighteen years to catch up on!!





Chapter Thirty six



Shaking and feeling overwhelmed by what had just happened, they lay entwined, hands gently stroking each others’ damp skin. Remus’ lips brushed over the skin on her neck as he moved to ensure he didn’t squash her, and Krystal sighed. Smiling at the soft sound, Remus kissed her. A gentle, explorative kiss that sent shivers down both of their spines. His hands moved to her face, tenderly stroking her jaw with his thumbs, as her hands tangled in his hair, keeping him close to her.



They were lost in each other for the longest time, their kiss deepening until, when they finally pulled away, they were breathless.

“Wow, she said softly, looking at him as if she couldn’t really believe he was there. He smiled and ran his thumb along her bottom lip.

“Wow, indeed,’ he agreed. He felt like he was floating; it had been a long time since he felt this happy.



‘We’ve still got it,’ he said, grinning at her, as he ran his hand over her hip.

Krystal laughed. “Yeah, we were always good at this.‘ she said, a mischievous smile on her face. ‘I‘ve never been on a first date before, but I don‘t think that‘s how they‘re supposed to end.’

He laughed and kissed her again. “Who says the date‘s over?’ he asked, against her lips.

She laughed as well, pulling back as she stretched, her body rubbing against his, sending tremors through him.

‘We’re not seventeen anymore, Remus,’ she said with a giggle. ‘I know once men reach a certain age…..’



Remus laughed and kissed her hard. ‘I don’t think I’m going to have much of a problem with my sex drive around you,’ he mumbled, kissing her jaw and pressing his body against her so she could feel his rapidly growing arousal.

‘Mmm,’ she said in an impressed tone. ‘I take it back. You’re obviously as insatiable as ever.’

‘You bet your perfect ass I am,’ he said with a grin, kissing her lips again quickly.



She looked at him; a serious expression moving across her face. “Last chance to change your mind, Remus,’ she offered, her voice quiet. “I won’t hold it against you….”

Her last words were swallowed as he pulled her head towards him and kissed her, trying to put in his actions what he couldn’t put in words.

After a minute, he released her, saying in a hoarse voice, “Does that tell you what you need to know?”

She nodded, finding herself unable to form a coherent sentence.

“Good. I don’t want to discuss this again, alright?’ he said, with a grin.



Several minutes later, Krystal shivered as Remus slid away from her.

“Where are you going?’ she said in a sleepy voice.

“Nowhere,’ he assured her. He picked up his wand, having finally found it down closer to the lake under her jeans, and Transfigured his shirt into a blanket. He moved back to hold her, wrapping the cloth around both of them. He kissed her shoulder then her neck as he pulled her closer to him. He listened as she let sleep overcome her; her breathing becoming regular.



Remus ran his hand over her hip; he didn’t want to sleep; not when he could be looking at her, touching her. The full moon was in a few days and he wouldn’t be able to see her. He wanted to make the most of these few moments they had alone - they’d already lost so much time. But slowly, despite his best intentions, contentment closed his eyes and the dreams came.



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He was standing in the midst of a battle in the grounds of Hogwarts. He looked around and saw Kingsley Shacklebolt fighting next to Arthur Weasley. Behind him, the Weasley twins were struggling against a masked Death Eater. As he watched, one of the twins were hit and went down hard.

“Remus!” He heard the scream, turning to see Tonks battling Bellatrix Lestrange. “Look out!”

He spun around to see Bellatrix’s husband, Rudolphos aim his wand at him and scream, “Avada Kedavra”. A stream of green light shot out of his wand and Remus threw himself out of the way, sending a Crutiatis curse at his attacker. The hex made contact, and Rudolphos was writhing on the ground when Remus saw them.



Harry and Krystal were making their way from the castle. Harry was duelling with a Death Eater in a mask; holding his own. Krystal had her hands full as Bellatrix joined Dolohov in attacking her. Remus began to run to help her. He tripped on a twitching leg on the ground and , to his horror, saw Tonks laying bleeding and pale. She looked at him as her breath rattled from her lungs and her eyes went blank. He heard a scream of fury from Bellatrix as Krystal killed Dolohov.

She shrieked “Crucio” and hit Krystal, sending her to the ground. Remus sent a Stunner at Bella, who turned to block it. She quickly sent a curse flying back at him. He wasn’t quick enough, and felt pain shoot through his chest as some of his ribs broke. He hit the ground hard and felt the wind get knocked out of him.



He struggled to sit up and as he did he saw Harry get knocked down by a curse from the wand of a Death Eater. Bella screamed in delight as she aimed her wand at him as he lay screaming on the ground. Krystal staggered to her feet as she broke the curse Bella had on her, shouting “Avada Kedavra”.

Bella’s face still bore the remnant of her laughter as she crumpled to the ground. Harry shot a Stunner at his Death Eater who went flying into a nearby tree, his head slamming into the trunk. They heard the unmistakeable sound of bones snapping as his head flopped and he dropped to the ground.



Remus got his feet and walked towards Krystal who had fallen to her knees in pain. She looked up and saw him coming, her eyes widening as she looked over his shoulder.

She screamed “No” and raised her hand. He went down as she hit him with her spell. He saw a flash of green light fly past him, and heard Harry scream. A flash of red light appeared and Remus saw Rudolphos slam into the ground behind him. He picked himself up and looked at where he last saw Krystal. He saw Harry sobbing as he looked up at Remus. Remus frowned and was about to ask what was wrong when he saw Krystal.



She was on the ground, her expression frozen. Remus ran the last few metres and fell to the grass next to her, pulling her into his lap.

“No!” he yelled, as tears began to stream down his face. “She’s not dead, she can’t be.” He held her to his chest, not feeling the agony of his broken ribs as he willed her to look at him; to come back to him. She’d done it before; she’d returned after everyone thought she was gone. As he looked into Krystal’s blank face though, he knew that this time, there was no coming back. She was dead.



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Remus woke with a start, gasping as he sat up abruptly. He was covered in sweat and his throat was constricted; he couldn’t breathe. Krystal sat up next to him, her face concerned.

“What is it? What…..” she asked urgently, her questioning cut off as he grabbed her, pulling her onto his lap and held her to him tight. His whole body was shaking and she could feel his heart racing as he struggled to catch his breath.

“It’s ok,” she said, her voice shaking a little. She moved the leg that was caught under her so that she was straddling him. She put her arms around him, stroking his back; his hair.

“Everything’s alright. I’m here, Remus; I‘ve got you.” She kissed his head; his face; his neck, trying to soothe him.



He loosened his grip on her and looked at her, holding her face in between his hands, whispering breathlessly, “You were dead. You were dead.”

She saw the tears in his eyes and she bought her own hands to his face.

“I’m not dead; I’m right here.” She kissed his forehead, then his eyes. “I‘m sorry, sweetie. I‘m sorry.”



She kissed his mouth. As she pulled away, he grabbed the back of her head and dragged her back to him, kissing her hard; demandingly. She responded, wrapping her arms around him and holding him tight.

‘Don’t ever leave me again,‘ he gasped as his lips moved to her neck, his hands running over her, as if making sure she was really with him.

‘I won’t. I promise,‘ she whispered, moaning as his hand ran up her thigh and stroked.



Heat erupted inside the both of them and he grabbed her hips and lifted her; slipping inside her and she began to move on him. For a few frantic minutes, they moved fast and hard against each other, until they exploded together; their movements stilling and their ragged breathing the only sound.



After several minutes, Krystal raised her head from Remus’ shoulder.

“Are you alright?” she asked him as he also looked up. He nodded as he ran his fingers through her hair.

“Bad dream,” he explained. He saw her frown and open her mouth. He quickly covered her lips with his. After several seconds, Krystal pulled away.

“I get the feeling you don’t want to talk about it,” she joked, still slightly breathless from his kiss.



Remus smiled at her; his thumb traced her bruised lips as he noticed the red welts his lips and teeth had left on her neck and shoulders.

“Was I too rough?” he said in concern, running his hand over the marks.

“Hmmm?,” she said vaguely, enjoying the feel of him touching her neck. “Oh no,” she said quickly when he indicated the bruising on her body. “I think I might have gave as good as I got.’ She pointed out several red marks on his skin with a grin.



‘I might need that spell you used our first time, though.’ She smiled cheekily and wriggled on him, feeling him harden a little inside her again. ‘It’s been a while.’

He smiled as she leant over to soothe the red marks with her tongue. Watching her kiss her way across his chest, Remus was curious about something, but wasn’t sure how to ask or even if he really wanted to know.



“Ask me.” He was only a little startled when she spoke. ‘Sorry, the block just slipped.’

“I hate it when you do that,” he said crankily, adding, “Why don’t you just tell me? You know what I want to know.”

Krystal shook her head, looking at him, trying to hold back a smile. “Uh Uh! I want to hear you ask.”



He closed his eyes and said in a strangled voice, “I was wondering if, I mean, I wouldn’t have expected you to have…” He stopped and took a deep breath.

“Has there been anyone else?” he said in a rush, opening his eyes to look at her. “Not that I expect that you have been celibate or anything, it‘s just….I nearly lost it the second I was inside you. It felt like our first time again, if you know what I mean.”



Krystal’s eyes glittered as she kissed him lightly and said softly, “There has never been anyone else.”

He stared at her. “Never? Not in all this time?” he questioned, feeling a mix of smugness and joy.

“Never,” she confirmed, her voice firm.

Remus felt the wolf inside him howl triumphantly before she said lightly, “I understand that in the circumstances, your dry spell was probably a little shorter than mine. You don’t seem out of practice.’ She giggled at the look on his face.

‘It’s ok,’ she said smiling as he opened his mouth. “You weren‘t supposed to abstain forever, Remus. I didn’t expect you to take a vow of celibacy just in case I came back from the dead.’

He interrupted her. “I did wait,’ he said. “For years, I did wait for you. I was sure you’d come back. But you didn’t and Tonks came along……”



Krystal was shaking her head. “It’s fine, Remus,’ but he wanted to tell her.

“There was one woman - I can’t even remember her name,‘ he admitted, a little guiltily. ‘It was nearly two years after you’d gone. Sirius took James out to celebrate Harry’s birth and Lily convinced me to go as well. I was incredibly drunk and Sirius and James were egging me on.‘

Krystal smiled. ‘Really? That doesn’t sound like them,‘ she said, light sarcasm in her voice.

He smiled too, then it faded. ‘It happened in the toilets at the pub. She looked enough like you that I could pretend……‘

He stopped for a moment, swallowing against the lump that had risen in his throat. ‘It was over fast and…I called her ‘Krys’.’



Krystal, her face pained, saw his lips trembling and kissed him softly. He rested his head against her for a moment, then lifted his head, wanting to finish telling her.

‘Tonk was the first relationship I’ve had since you. She loved me and I thought she‘d help me finally forget about you. We only started seeing each other a day or two before Dumbledore’s funeral.’

Krystal frowned. ‘That wasn’t even three months ago. You really waited all that time for a woman who was supposed to be dead?’

She’d hoped that if he thought she was dead, it would mean he’d get on with his life. But she hadn’t counted on his intuition. He’d never believed it.

He nodded. ‘We were first together the night of Dumbledore’s funeral; the last the night you came back. I saw your face when I looked at her, and I had to bite my lip to stop myself calling out to you.’



She looked at him. ‘I’m sorry, Remus,’ she whispered, sliding her hands around into his hair. ‘I wanted you to go on; to be happy and find someone to love. It must have been awful for you: to be so alone for so long.’

Remus slid his hands up her arms to her shoulders, stroking his fingers gently over her neck. “Werewolves mate for life, Krys. I never accepted that you were dead and you…you are my mate. Waiting for you wasn’t that hard: I never met anyone who compared to you,’ he said softly.

Krystal put her hands to his face and kissed him. “That is the best damn thing anyone has ever said to me,’ she whispered, resting her head against his.



“But you didn’t have to explain anything to me, Remus. I don’t care if you tell me you’ve been with the entire Harpies Quidditch team. Well,’ she said as he laughed, “I might care about that, but you don’t have to justify what you did while you tried to get on with your life. Ok?”

He nodded, running his hands down her back. “You know, it’s a bit of a turn on, knowing that I’m the only man that’s ever touched you like this. He cupped her buttocks in his hands and pulled her closer to him.



Krystal grinned. “Really?” she enquired, her head rolling to the side as he kissed her neck. She felt another surge of heat threaten to engulf her, and was stunned by how much she wanted him.

‘I can’t stand the thought of another man’s hands on you,’ he murmured against her skin, moving his mouth down to kiss the tops of her breasts. ‘Or another man inside you. I guess that’s the wolf in me.’

His finger brushed her nipple and she let out a soft cry, feeling a bit faint, both from his touch and his words. She felt him getting hard inside her again, and she pressed down onto him.

‘Fuck! Do you feel what you do to me?’ he breathed. His hand moved down to where they were still joined, stroking her.



A bird’s cry overhead startled them, and Krystal saw for the first time how low the sun was getting, and pulled away with a sigh of regret.

“Hold that thought,’ she said to his disappointed face. “It’s getting late. They’ll be looking for us and this,’ she rolled her hips a little, smiling when he groaned, ‘is not the position I want those kids to find us in.”

He let out a frustrated breath. “Fine.”

He pushed her backwards so she fell onto the grass with him on top of her. He kissed her, hot and hard. She was about to say ‘to hell with them’ when he pulled away, slipping out of her.

“Hold that thought,” he teased, as he stood up and began to pull on his clothes.



Harry could hear Molly slamming pots and pans in the kitchen, preparing for the pre wedding dinner. Ginny had warned them to stay out of her way. She was cranky that Remus had disappeared before he could try on the dress robes he was borrowing off Bill.

‘Come to think of it,’ thought Harry, who was in his bedroom trying to brush his hair flat to no avail, ‘I haven’t seen Krystal since before lunch either.’



It was nearly dark now. He looked out the window, hoping she was alright. She’d gone on long walks before, trying to make herself scarce in the crowded Weasley house, but she didn‘t usually skip meals. Maybe he should try to contact her using his new Trace. ‘No,’ he thought with a grin. Krystal would curse his butt off for the false alarm. He was going to miss her when he left tomorrow. They had become close over the weeks they‘d spent together. Harry thought they were alike in a lot of ways and he had not felt a connection like theirs with any other woman. She was like an older sister and mum rolled into one.



He was turning back to the room to finish dressing when, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a flash of colour from near the chicken shed. He looked back out the window and saw Krystal and Remus emerging from behind a hedge and walking towards the house. As he watched, Remus suddenly dropped the basket he held and grabbed Krystal‘s hand, dragging her behind a small broom shed.



Harry felt a grin spread across his face. Remus and Krystal were hidden from the porch and kitchen but he had a clear view and could see exactly what they were doing, and exactly where Remus’ hand was headed. He leaned out of window and cleared his throat loudly, watching as they jumped apart and looked around, alarmed at the noise. Krystal saw him first and he waved to her, grinning.



Krystal shook her head, her face turning red as she spoke to Remus. The older man’s eyes found Harry, who was still smiling broadly. Remus grinned back at him, then pulled Krystal towards him, kissing her quickly on the lips. He laughed as Krystal pushed him away and smacked him on the chest with her hand before she stalked off towards the house. He looked up again at Harry, who gave him a thumbs up sign.



When Harry came downstairs five minutes later, Krystal was in the kitchen amusing Ginny as she ‘peeled’ the potatoes, pointing her finger at them as they twirled in the air shedding their skin. Harry stood in the doorway, watching Ginny laughing and felt a stab of loneliness. Seeing Remus and Krystal together had made him remember when he and Ginny would sneak off to be alone. He shook his head.

‘No good thinking about that,’ he thought to himself. ‘It’s over.’

But he also felt a little hope. Krystal and Remus had come together again after all they’d been through; maybe he and Ginny could as well.



He entered the kitchen as Krystal made the potatoes jump one at a time into a pot of boiling water. She went a little pink when she saw him.

“Hi!” he said brightly, deciding to play a little. “I haven’t seen you all afternoon. What have you been up to?”



She stared at him, her eyes blazing, her lips twitching as her face went from pink to red. “I went for a walk,” she said glaring at him.

“All afternoon? You must be exhausted! Hey!” He ducked as a potato came pelting at his head.

“Oh, sorry Harry,” she said, with a tone of innocence. “I guess my aim’s a little off.” Ginny caught Harry’s eye and grinned as she went to dress. He thought she had guessed where Krystal had been that afternoon.



Krystal finished the potatoes and sent the vegetables flying into a smaller pot.

“Where’s Remus?” Harry asked, keeping his eyes peeled for more flying vegetables. “Trying on his dress robes with Molly,” she said, still facing the stove. She turned to him. “Are you ok with this; me and Remus?” she asked her eyes meeting his. “I know everyone likes Tonks and…”



Harry walked over to her and took her hand. “I do like Tonks and I’m sorry she’s been hurt. But I care about Remus and I want him to be happy. If you make him happy,” he grinned, “and from what I saw before, you do; then I’m happy for you. Oh, and I really care about you too, you know.”



She smiled “Thank you Harry,” she said softly. “Please don’t tell anyone about this though. We….well, it’s still new and we have a lot of ….issues from the past and there’s Tonks to think about…”

Harry held up his hand. “I swear no one will hear about it from me.”



“Hear about what from you?” said Ron as he and Hermione walked into the kitchen. “Hear about how I have some special duelling lessons planned for you tonight,” Krystal laughed at the look on Ron’s face. “I’m kidding, Ron. Lessons are over.”

She took a good look at the others. “I feel a bit grubby. I might go and have a shower.” She left the room, ignoring Harry’s snort of laughter.



As Ron peeked into the pots on the stove, Hermione walked over to the sink where Harry was filling a water glass. “Krystal looks happy,” she commented with a smile. “So does Remus; he can’t stop grinning in there.”

She gestured to the living room where Harry saw that Remus’ good mood had rubbed off on Molly, who was laughing with the man as she adjusted the length of his robes.

“Really?” said Harry, looking warily at Hermione, who smiled at him.

“It’s good to see them both happy.” She gave him a knowing look as she left the kitchen.



Harry and Ron followed her. They watched as Bill and the twins, Fred and George decorated the surrounding trees with streamers and glitter. Fleur was setting the table and Arthur was holding out a bottle of mead to Fleur’s parents who had arrived that afternoon. Hermione was talking in low tones to Ginny at the table. Hagrid had pitched his tent in the yard and waved to Harry as he and Charlie Weasley snuck sips from a flask.



Krystal followed Molly down the stairs, carrying armfuls of food; Remus behind them with plates of meat, nearly losing his footing as he watched Krystal’s ass moving in front of him. Molly waved them all into their seats as she went back inside for the dessert. They all sat, and Mr Weasley and Remus organised drinks. Harry watched as Remus poured some mead for Krystal, his hand brushing hers rather unnecessarily. He hid his smile, enjoying seeing their happiness.



Dinner was loud, with lots of laughter. Fleur’s parents entertained them with stories of their daughter’s childhood, while Molly, not to be outdone, told tales about Bill. Remus noticed Charlie Weasley paying a lot of attention to Krystal, keeping her occupied throughout the meal. Later, as Krystal and Fleur were talking, Charlie approached them, letting his hand rest lightly at the small of her back, just above her butt.



Although Krystal unobtrusively moved so his arm fell away, Remus was startled by the intensity of his reaction, feeling a snarl rising in his chest. Jaw clenched, he walked across the yard to join them, inserting himself between Krystal and Charlie. The younger man quickly got bored with the wedding talk, joining Hagrid, who was now sneaking drinks from a bottle of Firewhiskey. Fleur’s parents waved her over to them, and Krystal and Remus were left alone for the first time in hours.



“Alone at last,’ he said, moving as close to her as he dared. They were in a fairly shadowy area, but were still visible to the others. Krystal glanced over at the cheerful group nearer the house.

“Not alone enough,’ she frowned, frustration evident in her voice. He grinned, thrilled that she was suffering as much as him.



She smiled at the look on his face, then bit her lip as she looked back over her shoulder. When she turned back to him, she had a naughty smile on her face.

“I’m feeling really tired,’ she said, stretching her arms dramatically and yawning wide. “I think I’m going to go on up to bed.“

He frowned, unsure of whether she was serious or not. She winked at him, whispering, “Meet me behind the chicken shed in 20 minutes,’ before she turned and said her good nights to everyone.



Remus could barely stop himself from also departing immediately, forcing himself to join Bill and Arthur for 15 minutes before making his own excuses. He then left through the protection, re-entering behind the chicken shed, where Krystal was waiting. She grinned at him as she saw him walk back through the enchantments and threw herself at him, kissing him as though they had been parted for months rather than minutes. Remus responded enthusiastically, wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her to him.



After spending several minutes making out, they were both tugging at each others clothing, hindered by their proximity to the house.

“I could try and sneak you upstairs,’ said Krystal breathlessly, as Remus’ mouth moved down her neck, pushing her shirt aside to access her shoulder.

“Molly would kill us both,’ he responded, feeling her hands move under his shirt and across his chest to flick at his nipples.



He shivered and she ran her tongue over a scar on his neck, saying, “I can’t go to bed like this, I’ll never get to sleep.‘ She gasped as he undid a button on her shirt and slipped a hand inside to cover her breast, the other on her hip, gripping her tightly to him.

“Me neither,’ he said, his words ending in a groan when she slipped a hand down the back of his pants to cup his butt and pull him closer to her.



She let out a frustrated noise and pushed him away from her, leaving a hand on his chest to keep him at arm’s length.

Both breathing heavily, they stared at each other for a moment, before Krystal grinned and said, “I know. Come here.’

She gripped his shirt and pulled him towards her.

“Hang on,’ she said, spinning on the spot.



They spun for just a second, opening their eyes to a silvery glow which lit up the small lake they were now standing alongside. Remus looked around then turned back to Krystal, who had a big grin on her face.

‘Krys, it’s pitch black,’ he said, looking over onto the grassy forest area. ‘We’ll step on a snake or something.’

She gripped her shirt and pulled it over her head, kicking off her shoes at the same time. ‘Not in the water,’ she said suggestively.



Remus grinned now too. “Are you serious? You want to go skinny dipping?” he said, already starting to remove his shoes.

Krystal’s hands moved to her jeans, quickly pulling them down her legs and throwing them at him.

“Yep! Last one in is a rotten egg!” She laughed as she reached around her back, Remus’ attention drifting as her bra joined her other clothes on the pebbled bank. He pulled his shirt over his head, and began working on his pants, his hands fumbling a bit at his belt when he saw her underwear come off.



His hands stilled as he watched her wade into the water. ‘How is it possible that your ass is better now than it was when you were seventeen?’ he asked, watching said backside disappear under the surface.

She laughed, turning around so he got an uninhibited look at her breasts. ‘And those are still very nice too!’ he said, admiring the view.

‘Am I going to have to start without you?’ she said, raising her hand to her breast, then laughing as he yanked his pants down quickly.



She was floating in the water when he finally finished undressing, and waded in after her, cursing a little at the cool water. When he was in up to his chest, she paddled over to him, wrapping her arms and legs around him. She weighed nothing in the water, and he could use his hands to caress her, enjoying hearing her moan as his hands curled under her bottom, pressing her closer to him.



The cool water did nothing to dampen their desire, both of them soon breathing hard again as their hands moved softly over each other, time seeming to slow down. But when Krystal’s hand reached down between them and stroked gently, Remus let out a groan and kissed her hard.

“Krys, I need you now. Please,’ he begged into her mouth, knowing he couldn’t hang on much longer. He felt her soft laugh, then she moved, and he felt heat as he sank into her.



A shiver shook Krystal as she closed her eyes, trying not to come completely undone by the feel of him inside her. Remus too, stilled for a moment, not daring to move until he felt more in control. Holding her tight against him, his mouth close to her ear he whispered, ‘I love you’.

She pressed her lips to the side of his face, murmuring, ‘I love you’ in return against his skin.



He kissed Krystal on the neck, and began to press himself slowly against her, his tension rising when he heard her moan. Feeling her lips on his shoulder, he moved again, harder this time, his own moan ripping from him as he felt her begin to tighten around him.



Entirely lost now, he gripped her hips and pushed up hard into her, and heard her gasp softly; then louder as he repeated his action. Her fingers dug into his shoulders tightly, as she swore loudly, and implored him to keep going; to not stop. He did, and felt her shudders as she gave in to her release. Her submission sparked his own: two more thrusts causing him to throw his head back and cry out his pleasure.



As they came down off their high, Krystal began to laugh softly into his shoulder.

Remus smiled, ‘What’s so funny?’ he asked.

“Remind me to thank Fleur for telling us about this place,’ she said.

Remus too, began to laugh, holding tight to Krystal, not wanting to ever let go again.