A/N: This is angst folks, pure and simple. Don't read if that offends!

Thanks to my beta, once again, for it all.

And please continue to comment ... you guys keep me going when the plot bunnies scamper away ...

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Best Intentions, ch. 3

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Simon and Kaylee had walked for at least twenty minutes in silence. As soon as they’d stepped outside, Kaylee had gasped slightly at the sight of the beautifully manicured lawns, the gardens dotting the corners, the large fountain resting in the middle. Sliding her hand into his, she had smiled sweetly at him and then walked on in silence, both of them enjoying the peace and the fresh air.

It was a lovely night; the moon overhead was full and shone down just enough light to guide their footsteps. The young couple soon found themselves walking at the edge of what appeared to be a rose garden. Kaylee trailed away from Simon’s side as they entered the space, moving towards a bush of sterling roses. Simon couldn’t help but smile as she bent over a bit to inhale the sweet scent. Why it surprised him that she would be drawn to such a unique flower he didn’t know; Kaylee was as precious and special as the blossom she was admiring.

“They’re real pretty,” she murmured, her fingers ghosting over the soft petals.

Moving to her side, Simon covered her hand with his and said, “They’re very rare. One of the rarest roses.” Glancing to her out of the corner of his eye, he saw her transfixed gaze and asked quietly, “Do you like them?”

Blinking quickly, Kaylee turned to him and smiled, sighing. “Oh, they’re shiny. But back at home, there’s this huge field o’ daisies, yellow ones an’ white ones, all growing wild. My cousins an’ I used to sit out there for hours, weaving daisy chains an’ the like.” She glanced back to the rose and added, “Roses is nice, but they ain’t quite as pretty to me as them daisies.”

Simon smiled at her and pressed a kiss to her cheek, feeling his heart swell with more love for her by the second. She leaned into