Title: Tell me its real ©
Author: Jenna-Julaya-Lu; A.K.A. !!!*Fly*Girl*!!!
Quotes of the fan-fic:
Look to the End of the story for a whole bunch a quotes that are from the original two part story

Hey everyone! Well I need to warn you, This story is happening from Locke & Lara-le’s points of view most of the time, so if some things tend to conflict, its because this stuff is happening all at the SAME TIME! It WAS two different stories, but they sound better as one SEEYA ‘:-P
P.S. Read at your own risk!

Prologue: heart break
Before dusk in Echidnaopolis, Locke is standing relatively in a bush, admiring Lara-le from a far she was just far enough away that he could see her, but she couldn’t see him.
Why do I have to do this?
He thought as Archimedas landed on is shoulder “ Well disciple, I see…”
“ Keep it down! She might hear you!” Locke whispered to him still staring at Lara
“ Oh, Lara-le, I see what you mean.” Archimedas said
“ She coming over here I got to get out of here!” Locke said softly to the ant
“ You want to speak to her then do it now!” Archimedas said to him
“ If I go anywhere near her I’ll never hear the end of it!” Locke said
“ Now get me out of here!”
Archimedas nodded and they vanished just as Lara came over to where they were
“ What is it darling Lara?” her faience Wynmatcher asked her
“ I thought I heard Locke, but he wouldn’t spy on me.” Lara said with a tinge anxiety in her voice

It was after dusk, and Lara-le was sitting on the porch of her condo drinking a cup of coffee she was watching the stars
What a beautiful stars. I wish I had someone to share it with!
Lara thought back to a time when She and Locke would watch the stars together on the hill by their old house. She shook herself out of it and went back inside.
“ Good night Love.” Wynmatcher said coming over and kissing her lightly, Lara kissed him back but she was still think about Locke in the back of her mind
“ You look distracted darling what’s bothering you?” Wyn asked her with a tinge of anxious in his voice
“ Nothing darling just a daydream that’s all.” Lara walked back into her room still holding her cold cup of coffee; she went and sat down on her bed and pulled out a small photo album. She opened it to a page in the middle and looked at the picture on her lap of and Locke’s wedding day
How different everything was then. We were young and restless.
She thought smiling at the picture, Wyn followed her and looked over her shoulder and down at the picture, he shrugged it off not thinking she might still have feeling for him.

In Haven Locke was doing the same thing, but he was thinking something different
I wish this never happened, I didn’t mean to blow it, and no matter what I tried, or did, I still destroyed our marriage.
He looked at the picture and a soft tear landed on it, he wiped it off and put the picture gingerly back into the album. He put the picture album back under his bed and went to his window
“ So I made a mistake.” He put his gloved hand on the window and leaned his head on his hand
“ Why does she hate me, if I could just tell her…” he sighed

Later that night Lara was talking in her sleep, Wynmatcher woke up after hearing her start talking
“ Lara? What is it?” Wyn asked her softly
“ Locke, I’m trying to sleep honey. What is it?” Lara said, Wynmatcher almost had a heart attack hearing this! What was this about? Could she be thinking about…no…Lara and He were engaged! It was just a dream! Wasn’t it?
Could she? Oh I hope not!
Wynmatcher looked over to her and nodded a reassurance to himself then went back to sleep

Locke Took the last rotation that night; he was thinking about what a loser he was when the door swished open startling him
“ Wha-!?” Locke spun the chair around to see who was staring at him
“ What ARE you doing?” Spectre floated in and sat down in the chair next to Locke
“ Thinking.”
“ About what?” Spectre asked sarcastically
“ I’m a loser.” Locke said looking at the floor
“ Maybe, If it’s about Lara-le, then here’s some advice.” Spectre said
“ What? Tell me!” Locke jumped on the chance.
Spectre stood up and hit Locke on the back of the head, as hard as he could and started floating towards the door
“ What was THAT for?” Locke rubbed the back of his head; Spectre looked back at him
“ All I can say is get over it! You messed up, She moved on. There’s other Echidnas on the island. DEAL WITH IT, or else.”
“ What’s the or else?” Locke asked quizzically
“ I’ll tell your father.” Spectre floated to the door leaving Locke clueless, as usual
“ Spectre?” Locke asked,
“ Yes.”
“ Can you give me any REAL help?”
“ You’re asking me for advice on women?” Spectre said sarcastically
“ Yeah! Why?”
“ Don’t even go there! I had trouble with my own marriage! Live and let die, or go tell her how you feel!” Spectre floated out

The next morning Wyn approached Lara with what happened the night before
“ Lara how was your sleep?”
“ Oh it was wonderful Wyn! I had such a good dream!” Lara went and kissed him on the cheek
Doesn’t she remember calling me Locke last night?
Wynmatcher thought just before he said what he was thinking
“ Lara—Last night, you called me Locke…What was that about?” She gasped and turned to face him
“ I—I did? When did I do that?” She looked shocked and upset at the same time
“ Late last night. Why did you call me that?” He asked her again
“ I—I don’t know.” Lara turned to look out the patio window
“ Well until you can give me a good answer…I’m going out, when I come back can you tell me?” Wynmatcher left Lara standing alone by the window. She went over to the couch and looked down at the laundry pile that was still waiting, then she slowly glanced over to the picture of Locke
“I’ll never forget him. And I don’t know why!” She couldn’t believe what she just said, and it was true, she had never felt so…enchanted after she and Locke had broken up, When she thought she fell in love with Wynmatcher, that feeling never returned, it was Locke who had stolen her heart.
“ This is CRAZY! What went on then is over and will never happen again! I’m engaged, I HAVE to get OVER this.” Lara was ranting and pacing around the room before she sat down at a desk and in front of a picture of her and Wyn, she opened the back, pulled that picture out, and behind it was a picture of her and Locke. She sighed
“"Part of me will reject his memory, Part of me will refuse to forget him." She kissed her hand then put her hand on the picture

Locke was in one of the observation rooms in Haven staring at Lara-le’s image. He had to turn away. The tears began to flow from his eyes, and he closed them as tight as he could to try to stop the tears from coming. It was pointless, as every tear that came let all the pain out of his heart and as he sat there, crying, a feeling of self pity came over him, he felt that if he worked harder to save the marriage then it might have worked.
"I wish you knew I still Loved you" he whispered to the Image on the screen

Lara-le went out the balcony to get a breath of fresh air when a soft breeze blew through Echidnaopolis and through her hair making her look up. She heard something in the zephyr and understood there was something special and she stood there on her patio looking up
“ Lara dear? What’s wrong?” Wynmatcher looked up at the sky too,
“ Nothing, Wyn just a message.” Lara turned around and put her arms around him
“ I love you Wyn.”
“I love you too Lara.”

Locke heard this and looked over to the monitor and sighed, as the last tear fell down his face.
“I love you too Lara, I always Will, please don’t ever forget that.”

Now to the grand finally Quotes of the fan-fic

“ What you mean to me you’ll never know...
Deep inside I need to show.”
“ I never knew I could feel this moment,
As if they were new…”

Monica, Angle of mine

“ …Don’t let love contest, the passer by,
Try it’s all we have to do…”

KC&JoJo, tell me its real

“…Yet in his eyes
All the sadness of the world…
Those pleading eyes,
That both threaten and adore…”

Christine, Phantom of the Opera

This one’s for Locke

“… Love needs expression, but I learned much too late
And she’s out of my life, out of my life
Damned indecision and cursed pride
Kept my love for her locked deep inside…”

Out of my life, 98?