Lost then Found bn Healed ch41 censored

After many requests I just decided to post the censored chapter. I try not to do censored versions cause I think I ruins it in the long run, but I do understand that some are uncomfortable. I've been thinking of posting this version for those that are uncomfortable for a long time and so I finally did. And now for those who get uncomfortable can enjoy the remainder of the story.

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Both Danielle and Randall groaned at the sight of the mess. It really wasn't too bad, but still, it was a mess that neither really wanted to deal with.

There was a sharp yip and a tan and white blur banged into Danielle's legs. Bread was wigging like she hadn't seen Danielle in years. Danielle smiled and bent down and picked up the old dog. She held her head away as Bread tried to lick her face. "Yeah, yeah I missed you too," she scratched the dog's head as she whined and cried.

Randall reached out and patted the dog's head and Bread licked his hand. "Gee…thanks." He then looked at the cracked shotgun in his hands from where he had picked it up in the room, were Waternoose had grabbed it from Danielle and all but shattered it. "So, what do you want me to do with this?"

Danielle winced but put the dog down and took it. There were cracks in the wood and the barrel was bent some. "Well it's not of any use for me. I'll have to take it into the city had have the police department dispose of it."

Randall was eyeing her, "And did you really know how to use that or was it a bluff?"

Danielle laughed as she unloaded it, and carried it back to her room, Randall and the dog following. She opened her closet door and up it on the top shelf. "I know how to use it. Almost everyone knows how to use one out here. I've killed wild boar that has come into the yard."

"You? I thought that you was training to be that vet. Isn't killing animals the opposite of what you are trying to achieve?"

Danielle fell into a fit of giggles, "Yes, but I do have the right to protect myself and my pets. They are very destructive and extremely dangerously aggressive animals that eat everything in sight. Even dogs, cats and farm animals. They love chickens. That is one of the main reasons Mom and Dad got me a gun and taught how to shoot it. Even Dad who was born in the city."

"Very wild place." Randall commented still eyeing her.

She nodded, "It is, but wait until summer, it'll be hot and humid and the mosquitoes will be killers…but it'll be beautiful."

They then stood in an awkward silence, not sure how to proceed. They may have admitted their love for each other and had even gotten comfortable kissing each other, but things was still a bit awkward, something that both knew will slowly be broken with time. "Yeah…so we better clean the mess in the kitchen and I'll go to the hospital to have them check out this wrist and then to the store."

Randall snickered, "And what about all those calls on the answering machine?"

Danielle winced and put a finger to her lips, "Shh, maybe if they don't hear us, they'll go away on their own."

Randall snorted and crossed all four of his arms, "And you honestly believe that?"

"No. One can wish though." Danielle walked up to him and bumped him, "Stop being a killjoy." She then walked out of the room.

"Me…a killjoy? Why I'm the fun guy around here. It's you that is the wet blanket." Randall persisted as he followed her.

Danielle stopped in the hallway and scooped up Butter who had appeared with a loud cry. She cuddled the large fluffy yellow cat to her, the feline purring madly. "I was wondering where you were." The cat rubbed his face against her chin. "I'm hardly a wet blanket Randall. Didn't Mardi Gras prove what a 'wet blanket' I'm not, Beb."

Randall shut his mouth fast.

"I thought so," Danielle said a bit smugly. She put the cat down and walked over the answering machine in the living room corner. She sighed tiredly and nervously pressed the button to hear them.

"First unheard message: 'D, it's Liss. I wanted to know if you wanted me to help you out with cramming for final exams? I know we wait until the last week to study, but I figure if we start now, we can get you out of school this May. Speaking of which, how come you're not answering the-'

Danielle winced as the machine cut off Liss's message.

"Second message: D, honey? Why aren't you answering the phone? Listen, I want you to call me back pronto. We got cut off. What else happened? Where are you-'

The machine cut her off again.

She groaned, listening to the messages. One even telling her that Liss and Michael had drove out there and was wondering where she was since her truck was still there. Then there were a few from her school then from Ray her boss, who was not happy with her. Finally guessing who the final message was from she turned the answering machine down as far as possible.

"Thirtieth message: 'WHY YOU NOT ANSWERING THE PHONE, ?' Danielle's mother roared into the room. I IS WORRIED SICK, WHERE YOU AT? JE VAIS THE PASSER UNE CALLOTTE IF YOU NOT ANSWER THE PHONE RIGHT NOW-"

"People leave too long messages," she grumbled, erasing the messages before dialing her boss's number, "Either that, or my phone's too old to take much abuse."

Randall sniggered, as he was sweeping up the dog and cat food that was scattered across the floor. When the animals had run out of food, Butter the smart cat he was had pawed the cabinet where Danielle had kept the pet food at open and both he and Bread had helped themselves to the bags of food. "Well it hasn't died yet."

"Yeah…yet." Danielle rolled her eyes and waited for her boss to answer. When he did he scolded for a bit and Danielle took it, wincing a few times. She then was allowed to tell her side and then got chastised again. Danielle then gave a half smile, "Thank you so much Ray. Thank you…yes, I'll watch it. Thank you giving me a chance." she then hung up and sighed.

"So. What did he say?" Randall asked from the kitchen as he tried to shoo Butter away from attacking the broom.

Danielle turned and giggled and went over and picked the cat up and held the purring fur ball. "Well, I was very close to being fired. Since I have had a good work record since I've been working there and it was my first mess up, I was just put on a week suspension, no pay."

Randall nodded, "That was very lucky." He finished sweeping the huge mess up into a pile.

Danielle put the cat down and went and got the dustpan and held it as Randall swept the food up into the pan and she threw it away. They did this a few times and Danielle then sighed. "I think I put it off long enough. I really do need to get to the doctor. I can't wear a newspaper cast all the time."

Randall shook his head, "No, especially not one that is from Monstropolis."

"Yep." Danielle began to unwrap the strips of the towel and then the newspaper. She handed the newspaper to Randall.

He glanced at it as he went to throw it away. "Hey…this was yesterday's…I didn't get to read it."

"Really?" Danielle was straightening the ace bandage; "Mike said that you read it when he handed it to me."

"And you believed him?"

"So that's why he had the funny smirk on his face when I asked if you had read it first. I'm sorry Randall I should have known." Danielle still had to hold back a smile. It was so amusing now. Mike really did rub the salt in but Randall rose to his bait. Why was it Randall and Sulley the ex-rivals. It seemed to her it was more Mike and Randall that fought and argued like competing siblings.

"I'm not liking that smirk of yours…he did it on purpose." Randall grumbled. It was childish and he wasn't really that worried about it. It was the fact that Mike intentionally did it to try a prove something.

"Randall…it was a paper…"Danielle sniggered.

"I know but it's the fact that he did it to spite me." Randall had turned away. When he turned back a mop and bucket was thrust into his hands. "Well Beb…you can complain to Mrs. Mop and Mr. Bucket."

"What!?"

She only smiled, "I'm not going to listen to your childish complaining about Mike. He's in Monstropolis and you are here. Besides I need to get to the hospital and have them take care of my wrist then I have to go shopping. You can do a bit of cleaning to work up an appetite for later."

"I love how you take charge Toots. And an appetite huh?" Randall smirked as he followed her as she picked up her wallet and keys.

"Uh huh…"

"An appetite for what?"

"Dinner of course…" Danielle turned and glanced at him knowing him by now to try to make her blush.

"Mere food? Maybe I want more then mere food…" Randall had made to move up closer to her. He was both meaning it and playing around. He was surprised when Danielle spun on him and kissed him fully on the lips. She then danced away and toward the door.

"You are all talk and no walk Randall." she then winked and was out the door with Randall staring after her.

He looked down at the dog and cat sitting and standing by his feet. "Well…this wasn't how I was planning on spending our first day back," He chuckled. He then shook his head at the blank looks in the animal's eyes. Randall then turned and began to prep in mopping the floor. He actually didn't mind, the kitchen really the only dirty room in the house and he had to help repay her back some how. It wasn't like he could go shopping for her and she did need to go to the hospital. He realized this was a small price to pay for choosing to leave the Monster World, to be with Danielle. But, it was a price that he was willing to pay and he knew that if he and she was careful, he didn't have to hide out in the house and swamp forever. Maybe…he could later on really test the openness that Danielle had claimed that most humans in Louisiana had. Maybe he could step out and carefully reveal himself to a few. Randall had found that even though there was the starting awkwardness after they got back, he found the he was actually and strangely more comfortable here then he was back there.

As Randall cleaned, lost in his musings he leaned on the mop. It was strange that all that time and planning on going home, that when he got there, the one thing he wanted was to go back to the Human World. He had never imagined that his 'home' would end up where he felt that he didn't belong.

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It was almost dark when Danielle finally began her drive home. Her doctor hadn't been happy with her at all. She didn't know what took longer, the x-rays on her lungs and her wrist or the lecture he had given her like she was some child. She had sat there freezing in the thin paper gown and he had lectured like she was some naughty 6 year old. When he was done and had scribbled off her prescriptions for the pain relievers and new inhalers, and had left she had growled and ripped the paper gown off and got dressed. She went and filled her prescriptions and went food and pet food shopping. As she did she couldn't help but think on the fact that Randall had chosen to come back with her. She was thrilled by all means. She could only hope that he wouldn't regret it. She would try her best to make sure he didn't feel trapped. She hadn't been lying on Mardi Gras when she had told him that a lot of people wouldn't think twice about what he was especially the older Cajuns. But they'll get to it when the time comes. What made her worried now was what was they supposed to do? They had admitted their love, and were now together as a couple, but did that mean they had to just straight into bed? Did he expect that? Danielle wasn't too sure she was quite ready. She decided to give it a few days, let things settle down. She still had yet to call her mother and Liss. As she paid for the groceries she also decided that it'd be best for him to sleep in the spare bed for a few nights. She could only hope that he would understand.

On the way home she had stopped by the restaurant that she worked. They were glad to see her and they had fussed over her newly encased wrist. She had finally fought them off and ordered her and Randall's dinner and went to talk to her boss. She thanked him again for simply not firing her. Shortly her order was ready and she had paid for it and headed home.

It was about an hour later when she pulled into her drive. There were a few lights on, but the house was mainly dark. She then honked the horn twice then a single long one, singling to Randall that it was her. It was a signal that they had worked out all most three months ago. The door opened and Randall poked his head out. She smiled as she turned the truck off. He came up to the driver's door. "Need help?" he asked.

"Yes please." Together they unloaded the truck and got the stuff inside. She smiled and thanked him whole-heartedly when she saw the clean shiny floor. It was then she noticed that living room floor was clean was well. She smiled and kissed him thanks, easing some of her worries.

"Yeah…I noticed that the pet food was scattered in there too." Randall told her as the food was heating up. He walked up and took her arm that was encased in a gray and tan brace that went partly up her arm. He looked down at it and ran his fingers over the brace and up her arm.

Danielle shivered a bit when his velvet soft fingers brushed against the sensitive skin of her inner forearm. She looked up and saw a look of mischievous. He then let go of her wrist and then disappeared down the hallway Danielle looking curiously after him. He was gone for a few minutes and he came back.

"Close your eyes." He smiled the mischievous look now spreading from his eyes to his face. "Go on," he coaxed when she looked at him funny.

Danielle did and she felt him take her wrist and then heard the sound of a marker against the brace.

"Ok."

Danielle opened her eyes and then looked down at her wrist. She felt a smile and then a giggle escaped her mouth. She looked back up at Randall. He was smirking and capping a permanent marker.

"What? I had to add my own name on the cast. It's like tradition," he said the very same words she had told him when she had signed her name onto the pink cast he had worn.

Danielle laughed looked back down at his name. It had backwards slant to it, the 'R' was really big and fancy with a small 'flag', but all the rest of the letters really small and neat the last 'l' having a 'tail'. It was a beautiful flowing script. She ran a finger over the dried ink and then leaned forward and kissed Randall. "Thanks."

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Danielle was munching on a meatless pie as she stared at the phone, debating on whom to call first. Liss or her mother.

"The phone isn't going to dial it's self Danielle." Randall said for the kitchen, "And I can't do it for you."

"I know, I know." Danielle grumbled, "I got a good story though."

"Oh?"

"Yeah, kill two birds with one stone as they say. After Mardi Gras I decided to go to…Indiana with you and while there I got sick."

"That would work…but one thing…wouldn't you mother ask about me?" Randall appeared in the doorway. "Liss is one thing…you mother…"

"Sacred of the mother Randall? Besides she'll probably be glad that my love life is picking up, my father…he'll be happy that I'm happy."

"What? No. What I mean is won't she want to met me?" Randall told her softly.

"She would yes, but for now we'll tell her what we told Liss. You come and go…don't know when you will be around." Danielle went to pick the phone up and dialed her mother's number.

The phone gave a single ring before her mother answered. "What took you so long, Danielle? I was ready to send you sister out there." she demanded, her high voice cracking with anger and worry.

"I'm sorry, Maman," she apologized. "I got invited to go to a friend's at the last second, and I got sick and I couldn't call."

"Don't lie to me," her mother said, sounding coldly skeptical. "I spoke to Lissette Miller. She no know where you at."

"That's because I haven't even talked to her yet," Danielle said patiently, "I was with my…boyfriend."

A shocked silence was all that met her words, but a glance at Randall showed her he was actually nodding his head encouragingly.

"What… dat you… say?" her mother asked in a low hushed voice, like Danielle had really told her that she had been diagnosed with cancer.

"Well after Mardi Gras I took a little trip," Danielle said sheepishly before telling her mother a much-edited version of what had happened. "I'm seeing him, and… well, that's pretty much it," she concluded, taking a drink of the coffee Randall passed her as her mother stayed silent.

"Danielle..." her mother said quietly. "I not think t'as thought yous way through tis."

"Sure I did," she defended herself, "You are always saying I need to find a man…well I found one. Now Mom, I have got to get going and call Liss."

"Wait! Gar-ici! What is name?" Her mother shrieked.

"I didn't tell you? It's Randall Boggs, I'll talk to you later." her mother began to sputter in shock as Danielle shut off the phone, breathing heavily like she had just run a marathon.

"One down, one to go," she giggled as Randall who had had smile on his face was shaking his head.

The next half hour was spent talking to Liss on the phone. Once Danielle assured her that she was fine now, she hung up. Yawning, she looked at the clock. It was almost 9. "Oh God. You know that time difference is a killer."

Randall looked up from his coffee and nodded. "It can be. What you going to do?"

"Take a shower and go to bed. Uh Randall…" this was one of the things she had to address.

"Yeah…would you feel more comfortable if we slept separate for a bit?" Randall asked with surprisingly understanding.

"Uh…yeah. For a few nights. Just until things settle down." Danielle blushed some and looked away. She then felt soft fingers on her face and she turned to look at Randall. He softly kissed her and she kissed him back. His tongue then gently pushed into her mouth and she allowed it. Danielle moaned softly and then stepped back. Swallowing hard she smiled at him, "Yeah it'd be best for a few nights." she then stepped back up to him and kissed him briefly on the lips. "Good night, Randall."

"Good night Danielle."

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After her shower and changed into nightclothes Danielle was laying in bed, both the animals curled up at the foot. She opened her eyes staring out into the dark. The full size bed felt huge after sleeping on the couch with Randall behind her. She did really miss that, but it was very wise to sleep alone for the next few nights. They will have penalty of time later. She yawned and then pulled an extra pillow to her and hugged it falling asleep after the very long day.

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Randall was curled up in a ball. He too was still awake. He was staring out the window into the dark yard. He sighed. He understood why Danielle wanted to sleep alone for a few nights and he had to admit it was a very good idea. She was nervous in taking that next step, and truth be told, so was he. For all of his talk he was nervous in actually sleeping with her and it was both because she was human and because it was no longer a one-night stand. He remembered bits and pieces, but that was all. He was just mainly worried that he would freak her out in some way. He stretched out and then curled back up. He did however missed sleeping next to her. Her body was soft and warm and he had loved being close so he could touch her hair and run the ends across his lips and face. Randall let out a heavy sigh and closed his eyes and slowly fell asleep.

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The next few days were spent settling back down and after her school and sometimes volunteer work both Danielle and Randall got used each other as now more then friends. They fussed and played with each other, showing that they would remain as friends and not just as lovers. They would walk around outside the weather slowly turning nice. They would hold hand and kiss and caresses each other. At night they would watch TV and drink coffee. Together they would stretch out on the floor and Danielle would lean against Randall's long warm body. He would twist around and play with her hair, still having the endless fascination with it. This night they both ended up laying beside each other, a small kiss that was turning into more.

Not hesitating one second, Danielle kissed him. She was on her side, Randall stretched out beside her. He had one hand tangled into her hair and another was cupping and caressing her face another arm was around her waist and his tail was wrapped around her ankle.

Sighing, Danielle deepened the kiss as Randall's hand wondered up and down her body, slipping underneath her green pinstriped blouse to shyly touch her skin. Randall was the one that deepen the kiss a bit more slowly pushing his tongue her mouth and stroke against her own. Then it was Randall that pulled away to her surprise sliding his hands out of her clothes.

Danielle took a deep breath; the time has come for her decision. She was still nervous, but the nervousness will stay there until they finally made love and not leave it at the one night of sex. She was sure she would have to do some coaxing for Randall to loosen up. It was a big decision to make, but in the end it was an easy one.

She stood up and began to put the cushions up Randall following her example. When they was down and lights was shut off, she went over and just in case, she turned the phone off from the main connecter, Randall then followed her, walking her to her bedroom door as he had been doing for a kiss and then go to his own room. Danielle got to her room and turned and leaned against the frame. "Randall, I was thinking… about tonight." She caught his eyes.

He looked confused. "What about tonight?"

After a moment she smiled still looking his bright green eyes, "Will you stay here with me tonight? Will you sleep with me? Will you spend the night in my bed…as my lover?"

His eyes widened in surprise a little, and then he glanced quickly down, and then looked back up and took a step toward her.

Randall hesitantly touched her cheek, as Danielle closed her eyes at the feeling of his soft fingers. "Are you sure?" He asked her. "I can wait…. we don't have to do this right now…"

Danielle opened her eyes. "I'm sure Randall. If I wasn't I wouldn't have suggested it." she then met his suddenly shy green eyes. "Let me ask you…do you want to do this?"

Randall closed his eyes, swallowed hard and groaned deep. He fidgeted for a few seconds and then stepped up closer to her. He began to rub his head against hers, an occasional pass of a hot wet tongue pressed against her neck, causing Danielle to shudder slightly. He paused and then wrapped his top arms around her and pulled her close. "Yes." his voice was deeper and husky.

"Then…come on." Danielle took his top hands and stepped away and backed into her room, pulling Randall with her. There was only a shy resistance then he stepped forward and followed her into the room.

He pushed the door closed with his tail and allowed her to gently pull him over close to the bed. He swallowed nervously and then huffed inside his head. What was wrong with him? He wasn't a virgin and neither was she. He was certainly wasn't the sort to get all shy and flustered.

Danielle ran her fingers over his crest. "Randall…relax. It's not like we haven't done this before."

Randall nodded, "True, but…"

She chuckled, "But we was drunk? I know. We've done this before, but this time is will be different."

"And how do you know this?" He asked boldly, closing his eyes at her now rubbing the crest, running her fingers in between the sensitive fronds.

"Because…we aren't drunk now."

Randall's green eyes snapped open. She was right. They weren't. He didn't know if that made him feel better or worse. He decided that it made him feel both. And he also felt that he needed a bit more coaxing. "What if we…what if it's bad?"

Danielle smiled again, "Randall, Beb, let me put it this way… if I remember right…if doing it drunk felt good, then I'm sure that not being drunk and remembering everything, will be wonderful." she had paused in rubbing his crest and between the fronds, she resumed now.

Randall made a deep noise and raised his head more into her touches. Danielle's eyes softened at seeing him relax. "Well…if you insist," he whispered sounding more sure of himself. Something came over Randall and he had to do it. He then stretched his long neck forward and gently pressed his lips against Danielle's. Just when Randall was about to pull away, Danielle pressed closer. Strangely enthralled, Randall slipped his tongue out and softly caressed her lips.

Danielle responded slowly, barely parting her lips. She parted her lips and the tongue slid into her mouth. She shuddered, deepening the kiss a little. She felt something stirring deep within her as they kissed. This was so interesting on her part. His tongue was wickedly long and very strong as it wrapped around her short flat one. As he moved his tongue into her mouth, she couldn't help the small moan into his mouth as she felt his large hand come up behind her and rub her shoulder blades while another hand clasped down on her right hip and the other rubbing firmly against her spine, the thumbs both caressing and pressing.

Randall had been running his hand over her back and when he rubbed his thumb against her spine he was surprised at the reaction when she moaned and leaned closer, arching. It was just a simple touch, but it seemed to be one she really enjoyed, but either way, it made him to responded instantly, the kiss becoming harder and more passionate.

Suddenly Danielle pushed him away gasping for air. He looked at her in concern and a bit disappointed. "Are you alright?" He asked gently as he placed a hand on her shoulder.

"I'm fine." She then quirked her lips, "Lay down on the bed."

Randall looked at her tentatively.

"Go on. I'm sure that we can do it standing, but I think that with your long body and my short one, it'll be more comfortable on the bed." Danielle giggled, as she blushed a bit.

Randall did as well and he slid up on the bed. Danielle pulled her shoes off, her socks soon following. She then stretched out beside him. She caught his eyes and then began to slowly trace his scales on his chest. He was getting relaxed enough, but she wanted him more so. When they had sex that Mardi Gras night, it had been fast paced, though they had done it twice that night, she didn't really get the chance to touch him…to really see him. Keeping eye contact, she played her fingers along his chest. The tops of his scales were smooth then it dipped down to the gap to his skin. It gave him a mix of smooth and roughness. A mix that she loved to touch. She had always loved to touch him.

Randall sighed under the touches as he laid there for a bit as she traced the scales on his chest. Her fingers then began to press harder and move up his neck and then…. his eyes rolled back in his head as she rubbed up his wide jaw. A low groan came from his throat. He head Danielle chuckling at him, "Feel good Randall?" She asked a smile in her voice.

"Oh yeah…" he breathed. The feelings were incredible. She seemed to know where to scratch and caresses. It was the massages all over again and if she was trying to relax him, then it was working.

She chuckled again and scratched and stroked under his chin with her fingers. There was only slight discomfort in her fingers, but it was something she could tolerate. She stopped and slowly ran her hand down his neck; loving the feel of his smooth soft, yet firm warm scales. This time she didn't stop at his chest but ran her hand down his long torso and then sitting up some she ran her hand down some more and her other hand joining it and she began to rub his belly. Suddenly he laughed.

"What's so funny?" she asked as she rubbed his belly.

"Just that I'm getting that 'tummy rub'." Randall looked down at her.

Danielle giggled, "I told you that I'd be happy to oblige." She winked at him. She was

glad that he was relaxing. Normally she'd feel a bit disappointed that he wasn't touching her, but right now she didn't mind. He had been so unsure and tense when she had asked him to spend the night in her room.

After a few minutes, more sure and not so shy he leaned forward and kissed her, nuzzling Danielle's neck before leaving a slow trail of lingering kisses along her shoulder then back up. Randall then realized something. All his life he was always too busy and too much in a rush. Even sex had somehow always ended up rushed. This was the slowest he's ever really have gone. He knew she deserved it. Not sex. Not just sex. But love making. He owed her a lot of things and this was one this he was glad to pay back because he loved her

Slowly they kissed, deeply and with love as Randall pulled Danielle with him easily twisting and maneuvering them around until they were more comfortable. He reached around and pulled the throw that Danielle kept on the bed over them. Danielle sighed and snuggled up closer into his chest, her cheek pressed into his chest.

Randall closed his eyes and held Danielle close as Danielle's breath fluttered across his scales and scaleless arms that were wrapped around her as she rested next to him. He rested his head on top of hers as he felt the frantic beating of his heart starting to calm down.

"Are you glad that you stayed here?" Her voice was a bit rough and she cleared her throat.

"What?"

"Are you glad? I mean we can slowly work you where you can maybe met some other people, but in the mean time…we still have to keep you as a voice on the phone."

Randall stroked a hand down her smooth back, over the curve of her hip, and rested a moment against her tattoos. He stroked them with his thumb then continued up until his fingers tangled in her hair. He tilted her head back and kissed her deeply on the mouth.

"Yes. Very. I have never been happier in my life. And we will get to that when the time comes. Je t'aime."

Danielle giggled tiredly, "I see the lessons have been paying off."

"So they have."

Danielle cut him off with a kiss and nuzzled his flat face with her nose. "Je t'aime neg Randall. Je t'aime."

A wonderful warm feeling exploded in Randall's chest. She loved him. Loved him despite almost dying at the machine he had built, despite his baggage. She loved him despite the fact he was a monster. He hugged her closer, his much longer body easily curling around hers. He entwined his tail around her left ankle. Danielle yawned and smuggled into Randall's arms. He closed his large eyes as he too began to drift off to sleep. As he did so he couldn't help but wonder what life would hold for them.

~Fin~

Until I write the next story. Heh. Ok, so…this story is done…but THEIR story is not! So…watch out for part two! And I want to thank everyone for their very kinds words and encouragement! And a very special thanks to a special person who has helped me so much and has helped with this chapter. Pitbulllady. Thank you so much for putting up with my questions some that I know that you must have rolled your eyes at, but still thank you very much!