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[imaginedilestrade]

An Saol Idir Linn

‘An Saol Iidr Linn Playlist’

A/N:Enjoy the happiness while it lasts 😏😅 ITS ALL DOWNHILL SOON! *evil hysterical laughter*

—————————— Chapter 11 ——————

You were so excited that you forgot all about the words that whirled though your head last night 'That would never happen.’

You rushed downstairs with a huge grin on your face “Are you ready?!” You asked Greg and he nodded.

“I am, but you’re not” he smiled with his hands behind his back and you raised a brow. He brought his hands forward and revealed a bright blue jacket and a pair of garish yellow wellies.

“Oh god…” You muttered out and rolled your eyes before taking the article of clothing from him “Do I have to wear it?”

“Uhh yes you do! If we’re going to Ireland we’re going to do it the proper way just like you used to” he smirked and shot you a wink. You playfully nudged his shoulder and put on the jacket and wellies.

“There,” you twirled on the spot “You happy? I look ridiculous!” You laughed.

Greg shook his head at your comment and pulled out his phone to take a picture “No you don’t, you look beautiful…” You bashfully smiled and he took the picture without you realising. “You ready?” He asked and you nodded with a large smile.

You made it to the airport and onto the plane “There’s something I should have told you…” You quietly whispered to Greg and he raised a brow and motioned for you to continue “I hate takeoff…I always get a sinking feeling in my stomach. I don’t want to be coughing up all the water inside me”. Greg slowly nodded and you bit your lip “What I’m trying to say is…can I hold your hand?”

He let out a small laugh and nodded frantically before taking your hand in his “Of course, you don’t even have to ask”.

“Thank you…for everything you’ve done for me,” you told him with a sincere smile, he almost gave into temptation, but instead he brought your head forward slightly with his hand and placed a kiss on your temple, letting it linger for a few seconds while the coldness made his lips tingle.

You shut your eyes at the contact, feeling skin against skin, feeling a newfound warmth inside your chest…feeling. As soon as the plane was in the air you let go of his hand, much to Greg’s disappointment. You looked out the window and watched as you emerged above the clouds. You wondered if you would be out there somewhere if things didn’t turn out like they did.

The moment you landed Greg picked up a hire car and you drove to where you would both be staying, it was about thirty minutes away from the Giants Causeway. You and Greg both pulled up to a quiet inn with a handful of houses dotted around it and a farm at the end of the lane.

You both stepped in and were greeted by dark brown and reddish mahogany walls and flooring. An elderly woman with short, grey hair that was set in ringlets of curls came out from behind the bar “Oh hello!” She cooed and wiped her hands on her apron “You must be Mr and Mrs Lestrade! I’m Dorothy, but please call me Dot!”

“Uh we’re not-” you began to correct her before Greg cut you off.

“Yes we are!” He smiled and walked forward to greet her. You blinked before raising a brow. Why didn’t he correct her?

She warmly welcomed you both “You’re lucky, two of our rooms are getting refurbished, yours is brand new! Never been used since we decorated! My husband Niall is just cutting up some firewood, but you’ll meet him later. Come!” She motioned to you both “Follow me and I’ll show you to your room and you can get settled.”

Dot lead you both to your rooms and left you and Greg. “It’s lovely,” you spun around on the spot “Thank you, Greg.”

He held his hand out and waved away your comment “Not a problem, it was your birthday after all!”

You both grabbed some dinner that evening and relaxed in the room for the rest of the night and watched some TV. You sat on the bed with Greg, your knees raised as you watched the advertisements “What’s on?” You asked him.

“A movie is just starting, I think you’ll like it” he smirked and you furrowed a brow.

“What-” you let out a low growl under your breath and sent him an almost murderous looking glare as soon as it came on “Ghostbusters?” You questioned “Really?” Greg burst out laughing as you sulked on the spot. “That’s not even funny…” You said trying to hold back your own laughter.

“Yes it is! Your acting in it was great!” He said between laughs.

You raised a brow at his comment before he told you that you looked like the green ghost, infamously known as 'Slimer’. You pretended to go in a huff with Greg and laid down on the bed, turning your back to him and tightly folding your arms against your chest.

“I’m kidding!” He turned you around to face him again “I’m kidding,”

“I know,” you smiled and enjoyed the comforting stroking motions he was making by running the back of his fingers up and down your arm. “We both know he looks like you”. Greg laughed at your joke and muttered out something along the lines of 'I deserved that’.

You sat watching ghostbusters and it finished just before midnight. Greg heard you letting out a disheartened sigh “What’s wrong? Was it the film? I sorry if it-”

“No it’s not that,” you reassured him and turned your head slightly to face him, surprising both of you when you realised your faces were inches away. “It’s so hard,” you admitted “Being what people would consider immortal. As I ghost I have some degree of immortality, most people would think that’s amazing, that I’m so lucky. But it’s not. It’s so difficult seeing life progress and die, watching it die is the hardest part. What’s lucky about seeing the things around me I love the most die?” Your voice was starting to break just as you finished speaking.

Greg swallowed thickly, holding back the tears that were beginning to sting his eyes. “Come here,” he softly whispered and opened his arms and you happily let him wrap them around you. Greg pressed a kiss to you freezing forehead and you shut your eyes.

“I’m sorry I’m so cold…”

Greg could feel his heart ache a little “Don’t apologise,” he began to soothingly stroke your hair “I’ve gotten used to it, you’ll be great company in summer when it’s too warm” he chuckled and you let out a watery laugh.

“Good to know I have my uses! You should get some sleep, Greg.” You unwrapped yourself from his arms and stood up “I’m going to sit up for a bit and look outside. I’ll sleep on the chair and you can have the bed,” you sent Greg a thin lipped smile and he nodded.

“Right, well goodnight Y/N” he settled down between the sheets.

You sat down on the chair and stared out the window “Goodnight Greg,” you whispered out and brought your knees to your chest “And Greg?” You spoke up before he fell asleep.

“Yeah?”

You turned your head around “Thank you”.

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