O tere sang yaara (PART 5 FINAL) UPDATED PAGE 13) - Page 9

Originally posted by: MysticRiver

well written..

Originally posted by: mehak4

absolutely not. . You didn't bore me. I was actually happy to read it. You deserve the compliments. We know how good you write only you don't 😉 . Will wait eagerly for the updates.
Beside this.. read mine too if you like.

Originally posted by: vidz2122

Thank u for that looong update ...

Dont end this ff .. cos avneil scenes are soo cute ...

We dont get much avneil scenes onscrn

So let us enjy this one

Even if u take too much time to update

U come up with a blast

I was really angry aftr the first update when u mentnd neil was dead

But now u brought up a wondrfl story .. with swwet memmrs of avni ...

And nishan ... tillu ka pillu ... i love u babyy ...

I love ur story shreya ... dont finish this ...

Orelse come with some other ...

Originally posted by: Kshailja

Wow!!!!

Thank you so much Shreya for this much long update...

Its amazing..

The way you described Neil's and Avni's moment, their happiness, their sadness, their wanton nature for each other.. And each and every feeling..

And specially loved this Aman... He is so mature to make his di understand...

And Nishaan... Awww.. I want to see him...

Neil is alive.. Bas jaldi se wapas aa jaye wo apni Avni k paas...

So update soon...

Originally posted by: vu1998

Shreya... What to say... You squeezed out each and every thought out of my head...

<font color="#ff0000">It was like a well composed sad song... Each word had a meaning which sometimes I feel blessed for not understanding... Because if I tried to absorb the meaning I would have cried full night...</font>

<font color="#ff0000">Actually i read until Neil's presence in hospital turns out to be a beautiful hallucination... Then decided to read it in the morning... Even went to bed. But I just could sleep without reading it complete... It is that awesome...</font>

<font color="#ff0000">It was like a delicious dish, which is hot enough to burn my internals but still I don't want to stop eating... Or even wait for sometime.</font>

<font color="#ff0000">I not only imagined everything but still the sounds are echoing in my ears.</font>

<font color="#ff0000">Reading your words, what you wrote, your way of expressing Avneil's love, Neil's pain, Avni's restlessness, the good, the bad, the ecstasy, the remorse, the sorrow, I imagined, saw, heard, felt and dreamt with you.</font>

<font color="#ff0000">I know that the most important feelings are the hardest to express, yet you described the worst the best possible way. Your words are like X rays... Pierced my flesh to enter my heart and mind.</font>

<font color="#ff0000">Neil will be back... I know. You possess my heart yaar... You gained it.. I lost it with every update...</font>

<font color="#ff0000">When I realised that I m at the last stanza... I felt like I m eating the last bite of my favourite pizza, but still I m hungry.</font>

<font color="#ff0000">Every single words between Avneil was like a quick kiss. Their emotions were beautifully portraited... I want you to punish that sadist... Dayawanti the best possible way.</font>

<font color="#ff0000">That's not enough I guess.. But I m running out of words now...</font>

But One day I'll find the right words soon. To tell you...how tremendous you write... And what it makes me feel like...

All the love I could send...

Vihu

Hey guys! Again I'm sorry for the late update. I keep on doing this and I know an excuse isn't enough but I really was very busy but I know I shouldnt have kept you waiting.

This is my last part of this story and I really did want to make it longer and I'm really sorry vidz to end it here but because this was meant to be a short story I felt ita better to end it here before its gets long tedious and boring. Which it already might be. But I'm definitely starting a new long ff which i hope all of you will show your love and support on just like you do on her which i am ever grateful for...

First before reading i had to clear up on the fact that there are a few discrepancies in this chapter. First of all I know the Mehta's live in avni's childhood home after their mansion was auctioned but here i've just given them another living address. And I know the reason why Dayawanti Mehta hates muslims and her past is very different but I've chosen a completely different path. And im so so so sorry if the conclusion is really illogical and unbelievable but i hope its not... but i guess that its fine since this is a fanfiction about a serial... but i really hope its not...

Lastly, I'm not very proud of this chapter and i think i could have given you guys a much better conclusion... I'm really sorry... i still hope you love it and its worthy of all then love and support you've given me... thank you! Please enjoy...

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She intakes a sharp breath of relief seeing his eyes flutter just slightly, as they slowly peel open. He blinked twice as his hazy sight confused, he could only see a blur of off white and a stale sea green- typical hospital colours. The only thing that broke through the haze was a silhouette of a woman draped in a khaki green saree, he could make it out clearly but reached out to touch her hand with a grunt of pain.

He flinched away from the touch and sprung up straight, panic speeding up his breathing and slicking his body with sweat.

Neil- Avni kaha hai!?

He yelled in worry, even before his sight stopped being fuzzy and pixelated, he knew it wasn't his Avni from a fingertip's touch. His heart jolted with shock and fear.

Neil- Mein poocha Avni kaha hai! Meri avni kaha hai?!

He was hyperventilating, his injury had been critical and he had been under icu operation for hours... this sort of stress was very bad for him.

The woman sat beside him and pushed the sweat sodden hair off his face and wiped the sweat trickling down his forehead nurturingly, genuine sympathy glassed over her eyes.

Neil- Mujhe- please... mujhe meri Avni... meri bachha- mujhe-

He couldn't think or speak straight, he closed his eyes to gather himself but the words ran round his head like they were drunk, straight out of his grasp.

Neil- please... please mujhe- mujhe meri Avni chaiye...Mujhe meri avni ko dekhna chati hai- bohot- bohot dard ho raha hai... avni, please..

After gasping for air as his chest throbbed in agony, he broke down in to violent sobs that sounded like someone was ripping his oesophageal lining, and the frothy blood was bubbling up in his throat.

She had to look away as she tried to calm him down by rubbing his back gently, she couldn't stand the vulnerability in his eyes, the courage he used to treasure had shattered... he looked almost beyond repair.

She caressed her face to make him face toward her.

She whispered, gaining his attention - Neil beta... look at me... calm down...

His bloodshot eyes widened in confusion and delirum, he straightened his posture wairily. The hyperventilating disappearing in alertness.

Neil- Aap... yahan? Are you after me because of your filthy fami-

Hetal- No. No beta... (her eyes filled up with guilt ridden tears, and Neil could sense the sincerity in them... after all he was a highly intuitive cop.) Mujhe maaf karo beta... meri parivaar ki galthiyaan maafi ki layak nahi hai par meri galthiyaan? Wo tum ko maaf kar payenga?

But his usual forgiving heart had ceased to exist, it was now coated with the ruthlessness of isolation. He moved her hand away, still gently, but looking away. His voice was blunt and cut straight to the point.

Neil- how did i get here? Where is avni? I need to know the truth and i need to know my wife is safe before i even consider forgiving you understand.

Hetal nodded with a stoic understanding before taking a heavy burdensome breath, it was a long story and she would rather not relive it. But he had a right to know what had happened to him, and the miserable state she had found him in.

Hetal- you must be confused how Dayawant Mehta even found out about avni's pregnancy? She found out through Riya.

His eyes clearly bore the question 'how?', they hadn't seen riya for months, maybe even a year or so... after finding out that she was trying to create misunderstandings between them, Neil had made it clear that he didn't want her anywhere near them. Then how did she know that Avni was pregnant.

Hetal- Ali. (He looked up at her in surprise as she answered his question that he hadn't even asked.) I guess tum ko pata nahi hai... par Riya ne Ali ko pyaar mein phas ke rakha hai beta... he's a madman in love with her and blindly listens to whatever she says and so she can use him. He says all avni's news to her innocently and riya sends it back to Dayawanti.

Neil- But that doesn't explain how she got out of Jail, none of my constables are corrupted right?

She eased the look of worry on his face in to confusion and pure wonder, as she explained how Dayawanti drank salt water to raise her heartbeat to dangerous levels and ordered Ketan to kidnap the prison doctor's family so that he would pronounce her dead when she faked unconciousness. She was taken to the morgue personally by the doctor so nobody saw her breathe and from there she escaped from the morgue, since nobody was there to witness her- except the dead bodies- as she crawled under the tables that held the bodies so the cameras didnt see her.

Hetal- they shot you, i dont know why but you were trying to escape the cage-

Neil- Avni. Mujhe laga ki avni ko kuch aur- aur- i had to get out...

Her eyes softened seeing his care that awakened fear in his eyes immediately, just at the memory of any threat toward his love. She sighed.

Hetal- wo tum nahi karna chaiye tha beta... kyunki at that they shot you and then just left you there and then- (She shut her eyes as if the image pained her, as if it was raw in her mind.) and then i found you- and you were covered in blood and aap phone pakad rahi thi- aur- aur mein tumhe yaha laaya aur tum icu mein operation mein thi and i wanted to tell your famil Neil, honestly trust me, mein jhoot nahi bol raha hai... honestly but Dayawanti tracks me all the time, she would have known and then your family would have been in danger and i didn't want that... Im so sorry...

Now it was Hetal's turn for her heartbeat to race and her breathing to quicken, tears rolling down her face. Neil had tried to show that he didnt trust her, that he wasnt bothered at what she was saying but Neil couldn't just let his natural nature just dissapear.

He gave up and hugged her loosely, wincing in pain as he lifted his hand, allowing her to cry against him as he closed his eyes.

New information swam in his head, he couldn't control it but the only thought that mattered was his avni.

Neil- Avni- Avni kaisi hai? Mera baccha?

He sighed in relief as a smile came on to her face.

Hetal- You've had a beautiful baby son Neil... and both your wife and your Nishaan are healthy and safe.

Neil laughed as the tears slipped from his eyes, he felt like he was floating on a cloud, like everything was coloured in rainbow and his favourite songs were playing in his head. His numb arm and throbbing chest felt the healthiest they had ever been. Joy tingled in his fingers, danced across his skin, leaped in his heart and radiated through his infectious teary laughter. He wiped his running nose with the back of his hand, beaming.

Neil- Avni uska naam Nishaan rakhna!? Just like- like I wanted?

Hetal- (her smile saddened) she is waiting for your return beta... wo bohot toot chuka hai, thak chuka hai... bohot shidat se, umeed se intezaar kari rahi hai wo... but she is weak after the complications of her pregnancy and she- she needs you Neil

The words stab him like dagger, twisting in to his heart with each syllable, burying itself deeper and deeper in to his chest. The laceration spread, suffocating him.

Hetal- Dayawanti can't go unpunished this time... you must avenge her Neil... make her regret what she has done. Jail is not enough to break a woman like this.

Neil- (he whimpered like a wounded puppy as he spoke) par Mein thak chuka hu aunty... bohot hogaya mujhe- mujhe ghar jaana hai... avni ki mera baccha ki paas jaana hai... mein thak chuka hu meri Avni ki bina ladne se...

He hid his head in his palms shamefully, dissolving in to cries, his body trembling. Hetal tried to stroke his hair but he was inconsolable, he was shattered, a broken version of the fearless officer he once used to be.

Lethargy had sunken in his usual lively bright eyes, and his usual toned stong limbs were feeble and weak, his lips were cracking and peeling away dusty white. His left arm and chest was stiff with injuries and his face pale and tinted the green of his veins as the lack of blood circulation took a toll on his body. But it wasnt this physical state but the mental state that was unbearable to witness.

As he cried the only thought that repeatedly blared in his mind was the way his avni was the only one who could revive the hope in him when he broke apart, without her... he was lost and alone,bitter coldness possesing the void in his soul.

//His flashback//

'Neil?'

Avni noticed the glint of glassiness in his eyes. He had managed to hide it from everyone, doing everything he had to do in the day without paying attention. Eating when Avni served him a plate or laughing slightly as someone made a comment on the table without actually hearing it. His own mother hadn't realised that something was wrong.

But Avni noticed, she grabbed his hand as he sat at the table and started dragging him upstairs.

Bebe- Avni beta? Tillu ko kaha leke jaa rahi hu?

Avni- I need to explain to him bebe... ki uske dard uske parivaar ki saamne chupa ke rakna galat hota hai (she shot him a sideward glance and he turned meek being the obedient husband he is.) sorry bebe...

Bebe nodded with a smile and Avni took Neil upstairs, Neil immediately felt a little better as the warmth between their linked hands spread to comfort his heart.

Avni- Neil kya hua? Hum ko kyu nahi baata rahi hu? I know tum kuch tho chupa rahi hai na?

He looked out the window as the skyline of the city twinkled with red and yellow lights, he focused on that, trying to hold back the tears that brimmed in his eyes.

Avni hugged him from behind, her arms clutched around his waistband desperately. She rested her chin on his back, pressing her heaving body against him, she let out a helpless tear.

As soon as the tear soaked through his shirt and the wet droplet touched his skin, he turned around with wide eyes of worry, he grabbed Avni's shoulders and stared her in the eyes, and whispered softly.

Neil- kya hua? Kyu roh rahi hu baby?

He caressed her face, stroking her cheek gently and finally releasing the tears that he was holding back. She pryed his fingers of her and threw it to the side, pricking his heart and parting his lips in surprise. She grimaced as she turned away.

Neil- Avni?

Avni- tum abhi bhi mujh par barosa nahi kartha hai? Is liye tum mujhe nahi bata rahi hu ki tum ko kya parashan kar rahi hu?

He had to close his eyes hearing the hurt in her voice. The pain he had tried to mellow down in his heart rised again, wrenching the cries out of him. He turned Avni around by her arms and hugged her tightly.

He wrapped his arm tightly around the back of her shoulders, and securely around her stomach as he sobbed in to her neck. She stroked his hair tenderly, frowning seeing him so pained, she shushed him delicately, explaining it to him faintly.

Avni- Ab batayenga kya hua? Is tarah ki cheezon chupanse aur bhi dukh hota hai, mera jaan...

Neil- (he mumbled and stuttered like a scared child, his voice tickled her collarbone) aaj- wo- wo aaj...aaj... wo ladki ki halat... wo-wo ghatiya insaan unhe unhe- unke saath badtaamizi ki aur usko ek chota baccha tha avni- wo insaan usko- (his thoat had gone dry just at the thought of the story, each word feeling like it was scraping along his tongue.) usko bech diya... usne use tapad maar diya, uske issat churaliya, uske sab kuch chura liya...us masoom baccha ki maa ko- ko thod diya...

Avni sat him on the bed, he was tattered... he saw such cases everyday and he was a good man... she knew seeing each and every victim hit him in the chest, but she didn't know that wasnt what had affected him so badly this time. She tucked him in to the blanket and unbuttoned his shirt as she tried to smile at him reassuringly.

Avni- mein jhaanti hu mera jaan... mein jhanti hu... (she untied his shoes and put them on the floor, dressing him for bed like a mother would do for a child.) ladki ki issat bohot keemti hota hai par (she pushed the sweaty hair of his face with a sad but proud smile.) thats why there are brave police men like my husband right? To punish such disgusting men.

The fear that appeared in his eyes then broke her heart, pulled at the strings in it, the darkening of his orbs intensifying the pain that grew in her chest and quivered in her gut. He looked like a terrified child, his whole body tremoring and tears falling down his red cheeks.

Neil- par the whole day mein yeh sochne se rok nahi sakthi thi- ki- ki wo-... (he had to close his eyes, as if the words itself were unbearable) w-wo... wo tum hoti thi tho? Agar- agar tumhara saath yeh- hota tho?

He weeped incessantly, her lips shivered with tears as she planted a kiss on his forehead.

Avni- Oh Neil... (Neil lowered his crying head in to her lap, and closed his eyes feeling her fingers running through his hair and her tears falling on to his skin.) tumhare jaise brave police men aisa dharti nahi hu na? Roh mat please.. Mein yehi hu... kuch nahi honga meri saath...

Their eyes locked, Neil looking in to her eyes imploringly from her lap, repeatedly chanting, more for convincing himself than her.

Neil- Mein tumhe kuch nahi hone dooga. Mein kabhi tumhe kuch nahi hone dooga. Mein tumhe-

Avni took his face in to her hands with a tiny smile, admiring the little creases of worry on his forehead and tried to press them away with her fingers cutely, making him smile a little.

Avni- Mein jhaanti hu mera jaanemaan, tum mujhe kuch nahi hone doonga...

Neil grinned at the trust that strengthened her voice, he leaned up and pressed his lips against hers. He murmured against them softly with a smile.

Neil- jaanemaan? Teek hai... meri... meri?Meri chaand ka tukada... pasad aaga tumhare naye nickname?

Now it was her turn for her lips to curl in to a smile against his, she plants an adorable kiss against them.

Avni- Hmm... naam tho pyaara hai...

Neil- True... wo naam pyaara hai... par tum tho pyaari nahi hu na?

She pouted at him cutely, hitting his chest.

Neil- ouch! Ahhh...(he placed his palm on his head mimicking someone going through strife.) oh bekhabar... tum kab jaanenga mera daard...

She shook her head at him in laughter, which made his eyes sparkle in happiness.

Avni- Mr Dhokebaaz...

She pinched his ear affectionately with that smile that he could watch relentlessly for decades, for centuries... for forever. He blanked out admiring the little flecks of silver in her eyes, that reflected the moonlight and showed the light she held inside of her, the light that brought him life... she had to shake her hand in front his face to gain his attention again.

Avni- okay... rhona dhona sab khatam now? Shall we go to bed?

She arranged their pillows to sleep and neatened the blanket and was about to reach over to turn the light off when Neil held her wrist to stop her. She looked round at him in confusion. His nervous voice was adorable.

Neil- wifey? Mein- mein- (she raised her eyebrows asking what seeing him hesitate, he whispered shyly) mein tumhare lap mein hi so sakthe ho? Mujhe-uh... mujhe thoda dhar lag raha hai...

Avni-(Her eyes crinkled as her heart ached seeing his adorableness, his big brown watery puppy eyes. )Aww baby... aapka Avni ko aisa poochne ki zarowath hai kya? aaja... aaja baba

He settled back in to her lap with a relieved smile as she patted his arm consolingly.

Her celestial, divine voice sang the lullaby she used to sing her mother. Neil snuggled in to her lap, gripping on to her hand as if he was afraid to let her go, the nightmares burning in his chest. He slowly slipped in to sleep, tears dripping from his closed lids. While Avni stayed up watching over him, wiping them away.

//end of flashback//

Neil- Aunty Mein meri Avni ki tarah strong nahi hu... mein uske ki bina kuch nahi hu... mein uske layak nahi hu... mein nahi deserve kartha Avni jaise ek pyaar... nahi layak hu mein!

Hetal- beta you cant afford to think like this... its only you that can get justice for your wife, for your child... Don't you want them to be safe... and happily without having to fear anybody or anything?

She smiled when he nodded with a new determination glinting in his eyes, a fire raging in his soul and scorching the lenses of his eyes.

Neil- Haan, is baar, mein dayawati Mehta ko nahi choodunga, Is baar mein mei avni aur Nishaan ko kuch nahi hone dooga... I will make that woman suffer through hell fro the pain she has inflicted on my wife.

Neil- Aunty Mein meri Avni ki tarah strong nahi hu... mein uske ki bina kuch nahi hu... mein uske layak nahi hu... mein nahi deserve kartha Avni jaise ek pyaar... nahi layak hu mein!

Hetal- beta you cant afford to think like this... its only you that can get justice for your wife, for your child... Don't you want them to be safe... to live happily without fearing anything?

She smiled when he nodded with a new determination glinting in his eyes, a fire raging in his soul and scorching the lenses of his eyes.

Neil- haan. Is baar, Mein dayawanti Mehta ko nahi choodunga. Is baar mein meri avni aur nishaan ko kuch nahi hone dooga... I will make that woman suffer through hell for the pain she has given my wife.

But then confusion clouded his eyes again.

Neil- Par ab mein kya kar sakthi ho? (He held Hetal's hand desperately and she saw that affection in his eyes that she hadn't even managed to recieve from her own daughter.) aap mujhe madat karunge aunty?

Hetal- I wont be able to help beta... what use would I be? I can't take a step without fearing that woman. (Hetal stung at the dissapointment on his face) But I know who can help and what you can do...

Neil looked at her eagerly and in question, a slither of life reappearing in his eyes.

Hetal- Okay, this is what you should do. First you have to pull apart dayawanti's support mechanisms. Diksha has been assigned to watch over me anyway so you don't have to worry about her. Then there is Ketan ji, sorry then there is Ketan, he doesnt not deserve that respect. You have to bribe him and he will join your side, all he is bothered about is the money, he is becoming exhausted from gaining nothing from his mother all these years anyway. And then you will play her game on herself, she got out of jail faking her death and now you will fake your death. (He frowned wairily, the plan sounded risky, too many lose ends but after all... this was the only choice.) This will give you an advantage beta... she thinks you gone. So she will stop being so alert, she would be under a false sense of confidence. She would be easier to fool.

Worry settled in to the features on his face as concern for her melted back in to his veins.

Neil- Par Avni ka kya? She will be worried sick...If she thinks I'm- I'm dead? Aunty I can't let her worry like that... wo pehele se bohot seh chuka hu... mein usko aur dard nahi deh saktha... I cant do this plan...

Hetal- (she put a comforting hand on his shoulder) Of course we won't let her worry, I'll make sure to tell her everything when I go back... I take the responsibility of telling your family okay beta? All you have to do is just focus on your goal. Okay?

The room filled with silence for a second but then Neil broke in to that smile of his that made hearts go fuzzy, he took Hetal's hand and placed it on the top of his head and closing his watery eyes... he whisper ed with a voice that broke with emotion.

Neil- Thank you Aunty... thank you for saving me... thank for the plan, for telling my family, for giving me another chance at life while going against your family and please... mujhe aap ke aaashirvaad dho please...

Hetal beamed and nodded, patting his head.

Hetal- Go and succeed beta... you have all the blessings I could possibly give

...

She run her tongue along the bottom of her teeth as she glared at her disapprovingly, her hand was at her waist as she tapped her foot obnoxiously . Hetal cowered backward with an awkward smile, shifting her weight from one foot to the other.

Diksha- Kaha thi tum? Humare peet ke peeche humhe dhoka deh rahi hu?

Hetal- Nahi. (first her voice was wavering and suspicious but remembering Neil's state in the hospital and new confidence awakened in her) Kyu karunga mein? Mein issi parivaar ki hu na? Meri poore zindagi isse parivaar mein hai na? Mein kyu wo sab dau pe rak ke is parivaar ke khilaaf jayunga?

Diksha nodded, her comments were snide but Diskha didn't understand. However Diksha wasn't convinced, poor unstable Diksha would do anything for validation from her mother, she had to be 100%, 1000% sure that Hetal- who couldn't abandon her morally perfect heart even after years of being in this rotten family- wouldn't turn against them.

She turned around and walked away from Hetal who took a sigh of relief, but Hetal didn't know that Diksha raised her eyebrow with a plan.

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Ketan- You know that she posed her death to get out of jail right? You could kill her and nobody would ever know?

Neil gritted his teeth in rage and cracked his knuckles, clearly indicating that he meant business.

Neil- Just death is not enough, she didn't just let my wife die peacefully, she slowly destroyed my avni bit by bit, stealing her everything away from her and made her life a hell where on the outside she burnt away with revenge and redemption and her inside she was consumed by this coldness of being... alone... I will do the same. I will make dayawanti's life a living hell, i will destroy her- kill her slowly making her watch everything she love crumble down and die with her. Death isn't enough god dammit! Got it?!

Neil's hand curled in to a fist and he had to hold himself back from exploding seeing Ketan's nonchalant shrug. Sab teek hai... I just have cope with him until my work is over...'

Ketan- What do you want to do then?

Neil- Ruin the thing she cares about the most... (Ketan frowned blankly) Her reputation.

At that Ketan grinned, he had the perfect thing for that, his voice was tinged with amusent which piqued Neil's interest.

Ketan- Well maa hated Avni and Ayesha because their relationship was inter-religious and against who she wanted to marry her son to right? Haven't you wondered how such a simple reason could fuel so much hatred? That maybe there was a much darker secret? That could ruin everything?

Neil- What do you mean?

Ketan explained everything, and a huge smile appeared on Neil's face.

Neil- Wow... I must say Ketan ji... that is absolutely perfect.

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Avni explained everything she had found out about Neil's situation to the family in the living room, she ignored their pitiful looks, or the way that Neela reached over to touch her hand reassuringly as if this was just a paranoid though that came out of missing him or that could be pushed away. She wouldn't be patronied this time. This time she will request her family for help, or walk away and bring back her husband herself.

Neela- Bachha mujhe Nishaan deh do, uske nani usko kuch dehr ke liye dekhunga while his mumma gets some sleep... Avni... mein jhantha hu... Neil ki bina tum kitna akele maisoos kar rahi hu par yeh sab tumhare tabiatt ke liye teek nahi hai bachhu...

Avni- (Hurt filled the craks in her broken hear, her voice was wrangled in disappointment) wo tumhe maa bulathi thi... aap ko andaza hai ki wo tumhare kitna issat karthi thi? That all meant nothing to you?

Neela shook her head with watery eyes, stinging from her accusation.

Neela- Avni mein-

Bebe- Tillu meant everything to all of us beta, thats not the problem. We just don't want you to go through this stress... tum humari bacchii hu bilkhul Neil ki tarah, tum hamari beti hu, bahu nahi. Aur is liye hum ko yeh nahi chaati ki... you ruin your life stuck in his memories... samji na?

Avni- You all don't believe me do you? You all don't have trust that my Neil is alive? You all think I've gone mad don't you? Dont you!? (She laughed bitterly, the tears that fell down her face betrayed the composed look she had on her face) Do I even have to prove I am not lying about this? Fine. Call the hospital. See for yourselves.

The family watched for a second, she was hard to believe at this current moment, with Nishaan clutched in her hands desperately, clunkly mascara staining her cheeks and her hair dishevveled like a horror movie. But prakash came forward and hugged her sideward with a teary smile.

Prakash- Mujhe meri bacchii par yakeen hai, agar Avni bol rahi hai... mera tillu zinda hi hai. I don't need to check.

Aman nodded and came forward too, poking Nishaan's nose sweetly.

Aman- Tumhara papa tumhe milne ke liya wapas ayenga... tumhai mumma hi keh rahi hai na? (He smiled up at her) how could she be wrong?

DD- Mein abhi bhi station jaake humara team ko alert karthi hu bhabhi, we will start searching for him immediately. (That faithful grin on his face as enough for Avni, she always had people who would have her back. She smiled gratefully, crying softly alongside gentle laughter of gratitude)

Avni- misson ko thoda low down par rakho please DD, I don't want to put him in to any trouble. I am going out to look for him myself.

DD grabbed Avni by the shoulders and plonked her on the sofa, shaking his head. He caressed Nishaan's hubby cheeks sweetly, smiling the way everybody couldn't help but smile when they saw him.

DD- chotu mumma ko bula do... we believed that bhaiyya is alive which was pretty unreal itself... and tell her not to expect any more from our side. We are never letting her go out and endanger herself... make her understand okay chotu?

Avni shook her head at her loyal friend, who was more like her brother. Then she looked at Aman and to Prakash, those ho would love and support her no matter what. And then to the rest of her family, who were the same, yes... they didn't believe her. But now she was calm enough to accept that, even that was from a kind sincere and loving place in their heart for her.

...

(A/N: again ii made the chapter too long so read on in the next post after this)

Neil slapped the money in to the reporter's hand, rolling his eyes subtly-lamenting on the fact that he had to waste so much money on such useless characters. The reporter smiled down at it, flicking through the notes.

Neil- stop staring and go and do it the work... got it? I'm a police officer, i can take that money off you at any point of time... and with the news I'm giving you, I shouldn't even have to be giving you money.

Ketan- Its time maa... to steal everything away from Avni. You've taken her husband, now lets take her respect... her reputation.

Dayawanti beams, her pride at mighty heights as Ketan leads her in to a room. Alertness, awareness and everything is out of the window as she bloats with overconfidence. She had become so blissfully ignorant in her pride that she didn't see the devilish smirk that played on Ketan's face behind her back.

...

Hetal tried to open the door inconspicuously, being careful not to scratch it along the tiles. She started taking a wary step out of the door...

She was dragged back as she protested flailing her limbs in the air. She tried to tear the scream from her lungs but her mouth was muffled, reducing her shrieks to groans and mumbles. She could feel a trail of blood dripping down her head, the world was fading away and the sounds and words were becoming less distinct. She tried as hard as she could to peel open her heavy eye lids, and stop her head from circling- after thinking about how Avni's state must be after they got that doctor to pose Neil's death, she had to get there. But it was of no use, a toxic smell wafted in to her nose, and sluggishly ran down her bloodstream, the taste metallic against her tongue.

Darkness overcame her.

Diksha stood over her with a stick that was coated with blood, and Riya with a handkerchief they had silenced her with.

They dragged her across the kitchen floor, streaking blood across the floor, chaining her to the sofa.

...

Ketan let her in to the room, Dayawanti carelessly scanned the room to see of the rooms of 'avni and ayesha ka ghar'. She really didn't care currently. Two people appeared before them, a tag around their necks, one with a camera and one with a microphone.

Ketan- this is Anish ji, and this is Harshad... they've come to interview us...

Dayawanti smiles at them snidely, shaking their hands cordially, Ketan winked to them from behind her.

Anish- okay maam...

...

Hetal's eyes slowly roll open as her phone rings. She looks around woozily to see herself loosely chained to the sofa, the tv playing casually infront of her.

Riya saunters in with a huge false smile, Hetal reciprocates, shoving her phone in to her saree to muffle its ringing.

Riya- Hello my dear maa... how did you sleep? (She didn't wait for a reply, tutting) my own maa turning on her family, what a shame? But you are my mother after all... so here you go, sit on the sofa, watch tv, asks me for snacks, call all your friends. You are free to do whatever you want, other than getting up from that seat. Got it?

Hetal nodded blankly, Riya walked out with a smile. Hetal's stomach twisted in disgust that her own daughter had the guts to treat her like this.

She picked up the phone immediately.

Neil- (his voice danced in joyful ecstasy) aunty, its going to happen, switch to the News aunty it will start any minute now. Dayawanti Mehta's destruction is just a few minutes away. Thank you aunty this is all thanks to you...

She let out a lone tear, she let him down. She couldn't get out and tell avni that her husband wasn't dead- she would be broken and she knew it was because of her. She knew she should tell him but she also knew that it would destroy him and all the effort to avenge Dayawanti Mehta would go to waste- right now it was most important that Neil and Avni's pain was avenged.

Hetal- Well done beta... I knew you could do it... now lets talk later okay? Go and do me proud.

Neil- (He laughed out tears) Of course Aunty, i will make you, my family, my son, and my Avni proud...bye...

Hetal- Bye beta...

She cut the phone- she realised she could call up Avni and tell her everything. She frantically dialled on her phone, the doors opened.

Diksha- Hello bhabhi ji? Kis dost ko phone kar rahi hu? Is that a good idea...

Riya- Nahi bua... i told her it was fine, but we should sit here and join her for tea right? Just in case.

Hetal cursed under breath... how could she tell her now... she had to make Avni watch the news, how would she do it?

She smiled awkwardly as she dialled up the number.

Hetal- Hello? Vidya?

Avni frowned in utter confusion, rubbing the bridge of her nose.

Avni- Hetal aunty?

Hetal- Vidya... (she brought up false laughter, begging for avni to get the message) its been so long since we've spoken...

Avni- What? Aunty, its me? ... avni...

Hetal- Yes Vidya those days were so great weren't they...

Avni- Aunty what are you- did you have anything to tell me? (She slowly started to figure it out, noticing that she can't have not heard her clarifying she's avni so must be posing her to be this Vidya for a reason)

Hetal- (she tried to hide her small sigh of relief) A particular reason why I called? No not really... just to check up on you yaar (Diksha and Riya stared at her suspiciously but seemed satisfied at her conversation) but you might want to watch the news, i think i saw that lady whose speech you were really interested in last year, you want to flip to the news and check?

Avni- The news? (She grabbed the remote with shaky finger, turning it on and going to the news channel) thank you aunty... for whatever it is...

Hetal- Bye Vidya... it was so nice talking to you... hope you enjoy the news. I think you will...

She cut the phone, flashing a snide smile at the the rest of the room.

Hetal- She's just an old friend... do you guys want to see the news too? I think you will like this...

She turned on the news with a huge amused grin, while Diksha and Riya watched the screen with wide eyes of surprised confusion.

...

Anish- Okay start the camera, you both madam sir, stand right here next to me... (they moved to face the camera, Dayawanti glowing with a smile that would soon be shattered) okay? Go live.

Harshad behind the camera signalled ok and the camera flashed green.

Anish- Good Evening and ladies and gentlemen men, this is Anish Batra with what I think is most probably the biggest news story of the year...

Dayawanti literally wriggled in anticipation, her face bright. Ketan was biting his lip to hold back a malicious grin.

Anish- Here and today, right now, all you lucky people are going to witness the revelation of the true colours of...

The pause heightened her excitement that she struggled to hide, the smile that couldn't fight off her face. Everything she had ever wanted built up to this.

Anish- Of Dayawanti Mehta.

Her smile vanished.

Anish- Don't you all want to know how Dayawanti Mehta, the so called business tycoon and self proclaimed generous philanthropist is really a murderer? With several successful and attempted victims under her belt?

Her face fell, the colour draining. Her body suddenly rigid.

Anish- I don't know whether I could explain best, so here I have Dayawanti own son Ketan Mehta, Ketan ji do you have anything to say?

Ketan stepped toward the mic with a smile, the shock settled deeper in to her eyes. Her jaw dropped open and her posture drooped.

Ketan- I have a lot to say actually. So here's the story of my mother's crimes...My brother loved a muslim girl, not the girl that my mother had in my mind. Dayawanti did not let them marry because of the girl's religion. They had a daughter and she even got pregnant with another son, but Dayawanti Mehta forced her son to marry someone else but all these are minor details... this is what is important. And i would know... because she made me help against my willor she would cut me off and I wouldn't have anything to live on.

She caused an accident in which the girl almost died, then sufforcated her with a pillow in the hospital afterwards, blaming her death on her daugher. Then she tried to kill that daughter with a bullet to the heart and thought she was dead before she came back 15 years later. And Dayawanti Mehta killed her own son.

What kind of a woman would kill her own son?

An insane one. Thats what she is. That respect that you all have been throwing on her for years was toward a frail old insane woman who would go mad if she didnt have a dozen pills a day.

Now she tried to kill that woman's daughter's husband, and who's that? IPS officer Neil Khanna. The one that must have saved your city a thousand times.

//

Avni's face went pale, there was Dayawanti Mehta onscreen finally suffering the humiliation she deserved. But hearing about Neil shook her heart like an earthquake. She saw her childhood house in the background and rage struck in her, she would go over then and demand for answers herself.

Where was her husband?

What did they do to him?

//

The reporter smiled slyly, pointing the mic in Dayawanti's direction.

Anish- why does the son have to speak when we have Dayawanti herself right here with us? Dayawanti Mehta do you have anything to say? Any defence? Or simply just a reason? Why? Why so much hatred?

Shame was written all over her face, in her warped brows, glassy eyes, curled lips and fisted hands that trembled. She bit her lip so hard, she could taste her blood swimming across her tongue. Shock rendered her helpless, shock at the defeat of the destruction of her reputation, shock at the betrayal of her son. Shame was written all over her face, and it brought Neil joy.

Ketan had one more pawn to play, he grabbed the mic.

Ketan- It doesn't matter if she doesn't want to speak, I have a lot left to say. Why so much hatred did you ask? That is the perfect question.

Fear took over her features as Ketan passed over pictures to be projected on the screen, she prayed as hard as she could that it weren't the pictures she hoped it was. The pictures that would destroy her further and completely.

The screen showed a young Dayawanti Mehta in bridal wear, the innocence on her face making her almost unrecognisable. She had a mangalsutra round her neck but no vermillion on her head. A small belly pertruded from under her lengha.

Dayawanti- what is this? Who is this? What game are you all playing?

Ketan- Oh? Really? Well Ms Dayawanti Mehta let me introduce you to your younger self, an adhuri dulhan.

Even the camera man gasped audibly. Avni audibly gasped too, the phone she was watching the news on almost fell out of her hands, causing DD who was driving her to her childhood house to glance over to check on her. 'Yeh dekh...' she told him.

Ketan- why did Dayawanti hate her illegitimate bahu and granddaughter so much? Because she suffered very much the same fate herself... yes... Dayawanti's husband- or should i say ex half husband- loved another woman... a muslim woman and ran away from their mandap to live her, leaving Dayawanti ji alone and pregnant. Yeah my dad was her second husband and ashish mehta was my half brother, the son of man who left Dayawanti Mehta.

Look at that...

He laughed dryly, facing his mother. She looked like she had seen a ghost, her face ashen and her eyes soul less, the desires and greed that used to linger under her glassy eyes had disappeared, her orbs were just a never ending empty hole that led nowhere. Her breathing was ragged, the only emotion visible on her face was a tint of hurt glinting off her eye, embarrassment the only thing that flooded her veins.

Ketan- The woman who sat on her high pedastal ruining lives of those who are 'illegitimate' was she is completely illegtimate herself. Her first marriage was illegitimate, her second marriage was illegitimate, her oldest son was illegitimate, and i guess because we are from a second marriage, me and my sister are too.

Thats what you are and thats how the society should see you Dayawanti Mehta, as illegitimate.

///

Avni- ah cr*p! The phones dead we can't keep watching it!

DD- But bhabhi why would that Ketan...?

Avni- Neil... DD. Meri dil kehtha hai ki kahi na kahi yeh sab mein mera Neil shamil hai... par dhar lag raha mujhe... Neil ko kuch hua toh nahi? Sacch me this time?

DD- Bhaiyya aapko chood kar kahi nahi jaunga bhabhi... mein jhanti hu...

DD smiled at her reassuringly before looking back at the road. Avni looked out at the blur of cars that sped past, a single tears slowly rolling down her face.

She couldn't keep him out of her mind, everything was a painful reminder of a place he used to be, or a thing he used to do. She could see the times they would go on long drives for no reason when he saw that she was getting stressed or worried. And they would stay in a beautiful silence because they required no words to feel their love that filled the silence, as she linked her fingers with his on the gear stick, stroking his hand with her thumb. He'd smile at her reflection that he'd sneak a glance at every few seconds in the side mirror, admiring her as her hair flew out the window. Avni wiped her tears with the back of her hand, sniffling and closing her eyes the memory stabs her.

///

Ketan- Aur Maa (the spite in his voice as he said the word maa stung her) I have one final surpise for you...

Neil walked out of one of the side rooms with a huge smirk and a slow sarcastic applause.

Dayawanti is shell shocked. After a few seconds being absolutely frozen. Her insides contracted, yet her body went cold. It felt like her chest burst and she wheezed out of breath.

Neil- Hello Dayawanti Mehta ji... its been a long time since we've had the pleasure of meeting... did you enjoy my little surprise?

Dayawanti- Tum!? Your dead? How are you- What's going on? What game are you all playing!?

Neil held her up against the wall with a rough palm on her back, crushing her fragile ribcage against the brick wall, finding pleasure in the way she called out begging for mercy. He breathed down her neck, and his rich brown eyes seethed with a hatred so deep that it seemed to have changed him. She could see that his eyes shone amber in this dim gold light like the sly eyes of snake, they were the orange of a destructive flames, of an irrevocable flame of passion but a flame that had burnt away all the life in his eyes. Leaving him as a broken shell of a man, with brutal fire in his eyes but cold rigid ruthlessness in his heart.

Neil- Did you think that could get rid of me just like that? I've been told I'm a very forgiving man, but that was then... but now? Ive changed. You have changed me. And now... you can't escape me

(A.N: this was a scene in my third part of this story actually, just shown as a snippet? This is where it fits in to the story) Did you think you could kill me that easily?

His eyes were crimson from straining back tears that glazed them, the agony was churning within him but he tried to channel it in to rage, rage that was slowly consuming him. A few stray tears left him eyes as an image of a broken Avni clutching to him -telling him about everything thing that Dayawanti Mehta had put her through, with those fiercely painful tears flowing down her face- flashed in front of his eyes.

Neil- You cannot kill me until I avenge you for every single tear that my avni shed because of you. I am not here to kill you... i am here to make you cry that every single tear but in tears of blood. I will make sure that by the time you die, you will be beginning for your death.

When Neil finally let go of her, Dayawanti's mouth was parted like a fish, absolutely speechless. She just looked at him for a few seconds before running away in to one of the rooms. Neil just tutted at the real fear that she hid inside of her, the fear of humiliation.

Ketan walked over to him with his hand extended for a handshake.

Ketan- Well done Neil Khanna... I must say it was great working with you...

Neil smirked joining hands with him,

Neil- Well done Mr Ketan Mehta... I must say-

He suddenly used their joint hands to twist his arm and pin him to the wall, ketan was taken aback in shock as Neil handcuffed him skillfully with a mischievous smile.

Neil- I've never seen another criminal quite confess like you do- on international television... wah... full points for originality.

Ketan screamed out a profanity as he licked the wall in anger.

Neil- Oh yeah...since your off to jail and dont need it anymore... could I have my cash back? (He looked at Ketan's irked face with amusement) I guess we can solve that later then...

He dragged him outside to where he called up another one of his inspector's and explained the entire situation to him, as DD was not in reach and asked him to arrive with the jeep.

////

Diksha and Riya were so shocked that they did not react at all as Hetal simply stretched over and took the key from Riya's inner pocket and unlocked herself.

Hetal- Im going to call the police now?

She called out but they still couldn't move an inch. She took her phone out with a smile.

...

DD- Ah finally, the signal is back... Im so sorry I had to take you down the long windy route bhabhi, i just didn't want to make it easy to catch us if someone is trying to track us... (Avni nodded in understanding, absent-mindedly) Okay we are just 2 minutes away from your childhood home...

His work phone started buzzing, and the Mehta's current living address flashed on the screen. They both frowned at it in worry.

DD- Bhabhi I think I have to go back... Come on lets go... (he sighed as he started reserving the car, glancing in to the rear mirror)

Avni- (she grabbed his hand by the wrist roughly to stop him with concern for Neil pounding in her heart) Nahi DD... tell you what, just drop me here and I'll walk the last 2 minutes and deal with it. Okay?

DD- (he shook his head frantically with wide eyes) no, no, no, no... thats not happening. Scrap the call, let me come in with you...

Avni- Have you gone mad!? You're on duty!? (She opens the car door and gets out) Now go before i kick you out myself got it?

DD- ayeee Bhabhi (he facepalms himself dramatically) what situation have you put me in!? If anything happens to you bhaiyya will kill me...

Avni- (she shakes her head with a smile) chup kar notanki rani...go check whats happened and then come back here, i have it under control. Dont you trust your Bhabhi?

DD shot her a faithful smile and nod before flying down the road.

///

'Neil!'

A deafening scream sounded from inside the house, and it felt like Neil's heart stopped beating completely. Excruciating fear infested his body. Devastation froze his face in a frown and parted lips. He looks like his breath was beaten out of him, like he had forgotten how to breathe, agony drowning his lungs

Inspector- Sir? Andar sa koi-

Neil- AVNI!

He yells her name like he wanted to yell it for the rest of his life, as it it was the word he wanted to taste on his tongue as he died. Tears flowed down his face manically, but he didn't bother to dry them off his raw red cheeks. He sprinted inside as fast as his body could take him, blinded from everything else around him.

///

{a few moments ago}

Avni latched open the window with the lock she knew was broken- after all it was her childhood home- and slowly sidestepped inside, assessing her surroundings.

She stopped still. Absolutely still. Not an inch of her dared to move. Her eyes widened a centimetre, unable to withstand the utter shock.

Dayawanti's hands were shaking, they never shook. No matter what they were holding nor what intention she had with it. Dayawanti jumped in surprise when Avni entered the room and she now had the gun trained on her.

Avni shut her eyes for a second, trying to compose herself. Today she refused to falter, today she refused to fear, today it concerned her husband.

Avni- Dayawanti Mehta-

Dayawanti let out a shrill screech that shook the foundations of the house, making Avni's heart skip a beat. Dayawanti looked like a mad woman with sprawled hair, blood shot eyes and a kohl mess all over her face.

Dayawanti- Do not dare to take my name! I have no connection with that name now! The fame, the name, the respect... the reputation behind that name its all gone! Sab katam hogaya... Mera sab kuch cheen liya tumhara pati! Mein Dayawanti thi, respected and reputed... and if Dayawanti cannot stay that way then-

The bullet sounded, Avni shut her eyes in fear, gritting her teeth and scrunching her face up in face as if bracing her self...

As her eyes open... Dayawanti laid on the ground, pale as paper and drowning in her own blood, a gun in her grip.

'You won Avni Ayesha Khanna' her last whispered echoed in the room.

And thats when the scream retched out of her lungs.

///

DD and another fellow police officer are dragging Riya and Diksha to the jeep as Hetal watches them with a content smile. 'Everything is going to be fine now...' she thinks 'Finally that poor bacchi's pain will be avenged'

Riya runs towards her mother, her hands folded and black tinted tears running down her face. Hetal bit her lip, it was hard to send her own daughter to jail...however she was... it was difficult for a mother to see her daughter in this state.

Riya- Mumma... please meri poori zindagi karab hogayenga... mujhe jail mat bejo please...

Hetal- You should have thought of that before you did what you did... and it feels nice beta (she pushed down Riya's folded hands) to see you showing some respect once...

Riya- (She screams like a toddler's tantrum) But your my mum! You can't do this to me!?

Hetal- Yes riya... exactly... I'm your mum... thats why I am doing this. I will always only do whats best for you

She turned around to hide the weakness in the tears she shed, as they both were cuffed to the jeep and drove away.

///

Aman- Jiju!

His shocked yell was intensely gleeful, and he ran over to the screen in happiness and surprise. The exclaim was loud enough to make to collect everybody in the living room.

A crying Prakash held a sobbing Shweta to his chest, he stroked her hair as she soiled his kurta, his eyes fixated on to his son on the screen.

Shweta- Humare Beta prakash ji... hamare beta- humare Neil- Mein... mein- (she couldn't choke the words out as painful happiness rushed through her veins)

Prakash-Mein jhanti hu shweta ji... mein jhanti hu... (He patted her back comfortingly, understanding how was unable to process her reaction)

Bebe ran to the screen, running her fingers over his face and kissing it repeatedly, whispering and straining her voice.

Bebe- Tillu... mera tillu...

Everybody was a mess, Neela clutching on to her seat to stop the way she was shaking with emotion as she tried to ring up Avni who's phone kept coming up as unreachable.

///

Neil POV

My heart shattered.

It crushed in to millions of fragments in a second seeing her state. Avni- my avni- had fallen to the floor with her knees to her chest and her hands pressed up against her ears and her eyes squeezed shut, as if trying to block something out. She was rocking back and forth as she tremored in sobs.

I could feel my eyes filling with tears of feverous agony. It was the first time I saw her after so long and I'm seeing her in a state I don't even recognise. My strong independent fearless avni looked like terrified scarred child... a fear that turned the blood in my veins to ice over took me. I felt like i was drowning in guilt and tears spill out of my eyes as that little voice in my head told me that it was all my fault. It is all my fault.

I rush to her side, I was just about to wrap my arms around her when I see it.

Dayawanti Mehta's corpse lying in a pool of blood, rigid and tinging a cold blue, one of her fingers still touching the trigger.

I chill to the bone, and grimace. It was fleshy and purely vulgar. It was vulgar to see the woman that ruined my Avni's life taking such a cowardly easy way to die.

Neil- Oh avni...

I sigh as agony soars through my chest, as I imagine the pain avni must have felt. I bite my lip in excruciating worry... she must have witnessed it.

I ignore the shooting pain that runs down from my chest and down my arm from the bullet wound as I hug her tightly and desperately, peppering kisses all over her hair. I make sure my back is blocking ugly sight of the corpse.My tears fall in to her silky strands as I can't hold back the chunky sobs that leaves my lips.

Her crying stopped.

Avni POV

I sensed his arms around me, my Neil's arms. But it couldn't be?

My heart plummeted, but I didn't understand what I was feeling. Was it pain, confusion, relief or fear?

Fear. It was this sort of fear- a fear that this feeling of safeness and protection of his arms would slip out of my fingers as the dream disappeared.

Neil's POV

I smiled so widely I could feel my lips cracking as the tears tingled against my top lip.

Just the sight of her was making my fingers shake and my heart skip in joy.

Yes... her hair was an absolute mess, and her make up was everywhere on her face, the red veins in her eyes were crimson and under her eyes dark... but she still looked so so so so beautiful...

I pulled out of the hug, and faced her toward me. I ran my fingers down her face in awe, tucking the loose strands of her hair behind her ear, that was disturbing my full view of her stunning face that I was yearning to properly see for so long, to see somewere other than dreams and memories that buried the pain of seperation deeper.

I grabbed to every inch of her skin desperately, as if this was the last time I would get to do it. I had to relive the sight of her, the feel of her soft skin, the sprinkle of stardust in her eyes that made it sparkle, I was just so desperate to see her. I just admired every little quirk in her because- because all these days away from her, i felt blind, i felt blind because i didnt see her face. I didnt see her face when i woke up, or when i looked to the passenger seat beside me, or across from me when i ate or just before I went to sleep. I wanted to admire her for every minute I missed out on doing so. I laughed painfully as I did it, the anguish of not seeing her for so long crushing my insides but the incomprehensible happiness of seeing her beauty glowing inside me.

Avni- Tum?

It stung. Her voice didn't sound like her own, broken and hoarse with a tone of confusion yet indifference like she didn't even know who I am. She stood up and I followed, she just watched me blankly, like- like... she felt nothing at my touch. I frown as the stinging persists and my lips shiver incontrollably.

Neil- Haan mein... tumhare Neil... mein wapas aagaya hu wifey... tumhare paas... tumhare Neil yahi pe hu Avni...

I shake her gently, getting desperate to see any kind of emotion in her, any reaction to me. It terrified me to see her so empty and broken, as if she had lost herself.

I didn't know what else to do. I cupped her face gently, admiring her eyes that held the entire universe inside them, everything ugly she had gone through and everything beautiful that she was. I leaned in closer, brushing my nose down from the soft skin of her cheek to the sensitive supple skin of her temple. She slowly closes her eyes- that were framed with gorgeously delicate long wet lashes- and that small reaction lightened the heaviness in my heart a little.

I press my lips against hers, frowning fiercely in torturously waiting for her to recognise me, to hug me tightly to her chest or slowly caress my skin like she always does when we kiss.

I kiss her roughly, tirelessly trying to put everything I want to say in the way I move my lips against hers. Trying to put the violent, burning, cutting way I missed her for so long all in to it, trying to find a release as I held her face in my hands.

She doesn't react, she's just staring at me as if I wasn't really there. My hands fall to my side, as i feel the hurt pierce my lungs. I look off to the side as questions infest my mind, worrying whether seeing the death had shocked her in to a trauma... or the extremely irrational thought that maybe I had been away so long, failed her so badly that she didn't want me back?

Suddenly I feel a thump on my chest and look down in puzzlement. Avni cries convulsively, howling, sobbing and whimpering as she hits my chest repeatedly with her fists. I try to pull away her hands and wipe away her tears-each tear feeling like somebody was breaking my bones with their bare hands-but she refused to stop, each scream amplifying my insufferable pain.

Avni- Tum kyu kiya yeh mera saath Neil?! Kyu chood ki gaya tum mujhe?! Do you even know!? Tum ko pata bhi hai ki jab mein socha ki tum mar gaya ho tho mujh par kya beet gaya tha huh?! Mein ek zinda laash thi Neil... when- when I closed my eyes all I could see was you- when I opened them i expected to see you sleeping soundly beside me, when i came out the shower I expected to see you smiling as you wished me good morning and I waited every single night, not letting myself sleep because i hoped, i hoped you would ring the doorbell and be back home from work because tum promise kiya tha na? Ki tum kabhi meri saath nahi choodunga!? Tho tum kaha thi jab mujhe tumhara sabse jyaada zarowath thi? Where where you when I cried myself to sleep clutching to your shirt and called out your name repeatedly? Where were you Neil? Where were you when I gave birth to our child? And the the pain was so bad and all i wanted was for you to hide me in your chest and away from all everything?

Consuming, harrowing, unendurable, stabbing gruelling pain and guilt sunk in my chest.

I don't think I felt agony this bad even when I was hit by a bullet and was bleeding out to death. I could die and suffer the pain of a bullet millions of times consecutively and it still wouldn't be as agonisingly tormenting as seeing the thorns of pain circling the orbs of her eyes or the tears leave her eyes.

Just sobs of guilt, shame and self-condemnation left my body, I had been robbed of words. I squeezed my eyes shut for a second, begging that i would suffer this pricking and throbbing pain in my heart, if god will make my Avni smiling and happy again.

Now she sounds more tired, like she had exhausted herself from sobbing so loudly, now they were just small whimpers that panged in my chest.

Avni- Kaha thi tum Neil? Kaha-

THIRD PERSON

She couldn't bring out any more words as she weeped despairingly and hysterically, jumping into his arms. He clutched her in his arms securely, resting his cheek on her head and closing his pained crying eyes.

He rubbed her back gently, whispering sweet nothings in that voice that she was longing to hear for so long. His arm was around her waist, where it fit in to her curves perfectly, like nobody elses would fit. He allowed her to continue pounding his chest, just wanting her to let out all the emotions she had caged within her.

He winced and hissed in pain, as she hits him right on the bullet wound.

NEIL POV

She looks up at me with a frown and those beautiful doe eyes that were brimming with worry and concern. Concern for me- the concern that nobody else could show so much of- the concern that I was pining for.

Her nimble fingers slowly unbutton my shirt, she pulls down the collars and shoves it off my shoulders.

She gasps softly.

She runs her fingers over the bandaging on my chest that the blood seeped through and tears dripped from her eyes, her pink lips quivering.

I gently wiped away the tears that streaked her face with my thumb. I will never let her cry, not anymore, not ever. No matter what I have to do.

Avni- Yeh sab?

I couldn't bear that pain in her voice. I shook my head no with a reassuring smile.

Neil- Kuch bhi nahi wifey... it doesn't even hurt...

THIRD PERSON

She sobs gently as she slowly leans toward the wound. She rests her lips against it slowly and kisses his bare chest tenderly.

Avni- Jhoot mat bhol... (she whispered anxiously) bohot daard ho raha hai na?

He shook his head with a grin and planted a sweet kiss on her forehead and pulling her in to his chest.

Neil- You kissed it all better wifey...

She smiled a little but was still stiffled in worry and guilt. She pinched his ear gently and giggled at his adorable reaction.

Avni- ab bolunga? Yeh sab kya hua hai?

He explained it all from the beginning and and her eyes got wider and wider, and she filled in the gaps in her brain like why she never found out, that Hetal must have been watched or something. As soon as he finished...

He jumped in surprise as she threw her arms around his neck and leaped in to his arms, placing a big wet kiss against his cheek.

Avni- thank you Neil... but- I'm so sorry baby... Im so sorry... you had to go through so much because of me right? Yeh sab meri galati hai- yeh sab mere saath hona chaiye tha-

She was immediately silenced by his finger against her soft lips, he frowned furiously grabbing on to her wrist tightly, a scaldingly angry tear falling from his eye.

Neil- Kabhi aisa mat bolo! Samji?!

Neil felt guilty after seeing that she looked a little scared at his outburst, he immediately let go of her wrist with big guilty eyes.

Neil- mein tumko choot paunchaya?

She smiled and shook her head no, relieving him. He smiled to lighten the heavy somber atmosphere.

Neil- Mein bus thoda saame se gaya tha aur tum sab kuch bhool gaya? Thank you and sorry all in one sentence? I'm not stopping you from giving me more kisses but no sorry or thank you between us okay?

She smiled with a sigh at his antics- playing it off- but her heart shrivelling because she was desperate to see his cuteness for so long. She pressed another big kiss on his other cheek making his mischievously grin.

He calls to the police man outside to call up an ambulance to collect the long gone corpse. They arrive and rush inside to collect the body.

Neil spots Avni shudder at the sight of the stiff corpse, he grabbed her by the arms and covered her eyes and she automatically hid her face in the nook of his neck and he could feel a few tears wet his skin. He shushed her softly, stroking her hair and frowning.

Neil- She's gone, she's gone avni... now you never have to see her again... okay?

She nodded in to his neck but didn't want to move out of his arms, soaking up his body heat and finally his beautiful scent tickling her nostrils, her favourite scent in the world.

Avni- I missed you so much...

She wails sorely, clutching to his collar as if afraid that he would slip out of her hands.

Neil- I missed you too Avni, so much... (he placed his forehead against hers, closing his eyes as tears left them) But ab mein yaha hu...aur mein kahi nahi jaunga... mein tumhare saath hu humesha...mera vada raha tumse..

Avni- (she giggled over joyed laughter, her eyes filling up in happiness) Nishaan ko uske papa mil gaya...

Neil- Nishaan...

He gasped as he remembered the fact that he had a little baby, one he had waited for so long to hold in his arms- the baby boy he thought he thought he would never get the chance to see.

Neil- Humara baccha?

She nodded with a watery eyed smile seeing his gleeful tears, she wiped them away. She kissed him intensely on the lips, caressing his face. She mumbled against his lips.

Avni- Haan Neil... Humara Nishaan...

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its not even going to fit in to two parts, please scroll down to read the next section... sorry... so sorry!

Neil- Okay Wifey, gaadi ki andar bet ja... lets go home...

He opens the driver's seat door and is about to sit inside when he feels something drag him back. Avni is right up in his face, her hands on his chest, their noses rubbing.

Neil- He bhagwaan! Kya hogaya? Kya karne ne ke iraada hai Mrs Khanna?

He raised his eyebrow at her naughtily for which he received a hit on the arm. She looked at him angrily.

Avni- tum drive karne wali ho!? Pagal! Wo bhi choot ki saath... come. Sit in the passenger seat...

He tried to refuse but she drags him by the wrist to the passenger side, opens the door and makes him sit, arranging his clothes to make him comfortable. He admires her as she fusses over him, he had dearly missed her adorable anger. She pulls the seat belt over him to strap him in.

Their eyes locked as he pulled her and she fell on to chest. Her mouth was a little o of shock, he twists a strand of her hair round his finger with a cute cheesy smile.

Neil- Oh wifey... I think you fell for me...

She sighed in exasperation bursting out in laughter at his nonsense.

Avni- Kuch bhi...

She muttered with a wistful smile.

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Avni smiled with glassy eyes with Nishaan held to her chest, rocking him gently. She watched the family members hugging and reconciling with Neil . Bebe was kissing him everywhere and making him cringe cutely.

Then Neil spotted her out of the corner of the eye, and gasped in amazement. He ran to them in seconds and the whole family had happiness flooding their eyes.

NEIL POV

I stared at Nishaan for ages, I couldn't take my eyes off him, i was absolutely speechless, tears dripped over my parted lips. The smile was etched in to my face, the feeling bubbling in my chest was the the happiest thing i had ever felt, and seeing my Avni hold our baby was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen.

THIRD PERSON

Neil- (the nervous eagerness in his voice was adorable) Can I- can I hold him?

She nodded crying in joy, waiting for him to take Nishaan in to his open arms. She frowns as he just keeps staring it him wonderously, but didnt try and take him.

Avni- Neil I said you can hold him...

Neil- (the worry and care that pervaded eyes were priceless) But I don't know how to... what if I hurt him?

She awwed at him, reassuringly stroking his cheek, running over the light stubble on his chin.

Avni- tum iske papa ho Neil, you cant hurt him...

She passed Nishaan in to his open arms. Their hands brushed as she arranged Nishaan in his hands properly -with his hand under his head and the other securely around his body- and it felt like the first time they touched, with that spark. He was lost in her again, spellbound by her concentration face and the way she bit her lip and narrowed her eyes - eyes that gleamed with love for Nishaan as she looked down at him. It was like every time his eyes laid upon her, he fell in love with her all over again.

She admired Neil rock the baby gently, with wide watery eyes of awe. Nishaan gurgled sweetly, as if he knew exactly whose arms he was in. Neil laughed merrily, ecstaticly, a little like a madman. He lifted Nishaan to his face to rub noses with him adorably.

Neil- Awww mera baccha... mera pyaara sa baccha... papa ki chota sa baby...

He sung the words intensely cheerfully, his simple voice and nonsensical tune was compelling powerful and exhilaratingly beautiful to those who understood the yearning, the sloundering love and heartfelt emotion behind each tear that left his eyes. And he was so crazy in his joy that he spun him around carelessly, rocking him giddily, in a little dance to match his song.

Avni- Neil! Neil stop!

He immediately stopped and looked up as he felt her hands steady him. He looked up and weakened like an obedient husband seeing her intimidating glare.

Avni- careful...

She whispered this gently and his eyes softened with tears, she took the baby in to her hands. He hugged her from behind tightly, resting his chin on her shoulder and peering at Nishaan from over her. He used one of his hands to support her hands that held Nishaan. He nuzzled his nose in the sensitive spot behind her ear and she shuddered and shut her eyes making him grin.

Neil- He's so beautiful Avni... He looks just like you...

He whispers tenderly in to her ear making her giggle like she was a teenager all over again. She shook her head at him and sighing contentedly.

Avni- Mein ek ladki hai na? Aur Nishaan ek ladka? How can he look just like me?

She whispered back, and a cheeky grin appeared on his face.

Neil- Hmm maybe he doesn't look exactly like you... he's too handsome for that, just like me.

She pouted but it dissapeared as he placed a butterfly kiss on her ear, his hot breath tingling against it.

Neil- Aww are you jealous baby... its okay... we can get working on making a baby girl that looks like you right this second...

She shoved him away single-handedly with a gasp and exclaimed

Avni- Besharam!

Bebe- Oh hello! We are all here! And so is your barely born baby son! Please... can we keep it family friendly? Keep your hands off each other bachhe...

The family laughed at their bright tomato red faces.

///

Her eyes shot open as she rolled over in to something stiff and toned. She looked down to see Neil had pulled her into the his chest but his eyes weren't open, his hair was ruffled over his innocently frowning sleeping face.

He clutched to her waist desperately and snuggled his face in to her chest, she could feel the wet of his tears soaking just above her bust. She frowned in extreme worry, immediately bringing her hand to fondle with his hair comfortingly. She could hear him faintly mumble something in a panicked tone.

Avni- Neil?

She cowered lower and heard his mumbles a little more distinctly.

Neil- Avni... avni...chood dho... meri Avni ko chood dho! Don't hurt her! I wont let you hurt her... I wont let you lay a finger on her! (he gulped back a sob that got stuck in his throat) im so sorry avni... I'm so sorry...

Tears fell from her eyes seeing his appalling state, she looked over instictively just to double check Nishaan was sleeping well. She shook Neil worriedly, trying to wake him up as he kicks and flails wildly in the horror of his dream.

He jolts up in bed in a cold sweat that drips down his neck, he sees her looking at him in concern. He immediately grabs her face in his hands and scans her up an down and patting her down as if checking if she was really there, as if he wasn't sure whether it was a dream of not. He hugged her frantically, hiding his face in her neck and crying hysterically.

She rubbed his upper back until he hicupped his last whimper, silently letting him cry after so long, kissing his tossled hair. When they had met earlier today this vulnerability was breaking Neil from the inside- she knew it, she also knew- that he did not let himself falter even for a second, even with all this agony and fear looming in his chest, all he focused on was making sure he was there for her, he was strong for her. So now... she thought sniffing back her tears, she would be strong for him.

Avni- Tum ko batana hai? Sapne mein kya hua tha?

She lifted his face so his eyes met hers, the broken state of them made her heart ache, she wiped away his tears gingerly as he settled his hyperventilating.

Neil- Wo log tumhe- tumhe- tumhe... aur mujhe kuch nahi kar paya... mein- mein mein bohot dher ho chukke thi... Avni... Im so sorry...

Avni held his shaking hands, stroking them reassuring and whispering consolingly.

Avni- wo sapna tha Neil... nothing happened...look mein yaha hi hu? Tumhare saath? Completely safe?

Neil- (he screamed frenziedly) but how could i leave you and go?! (He bit his trembling lips so hard they bleed, mixing with his guilty tears) tum bola ki tum ek zinda laash ki tarah thi? Me-m-meri wajah se na!? I wasn't even there when Nishaan was born avni! I'm such a cr*ap father! And I'm an even worse husband! Mein sab vaade thoot diya Avni... sab mera galati hai...

She grabbed his collar and shook him relentlessly, staring in to his eyes passionately to try and break him out of his trance. He still just stares at her hopelessly with wounded eyes, she couldn't bear it anymore.

She kissed him fiercely, putting every bit of her faith in him in the way reckless way she kissed him, she looked up when he didn't reciprocate. She caressed his face gently, looking in to his eyes with every single bit of love she felt for him, brushing away the droplets of watery blood.

Avni- How could you say that!? How dare you speak bad about my husband!? My pati Mr Neil Khanna who never let me cry? Who would hide away how broken he was just to console me? Who put his life on the line just to save mine? The one I will never deserve? My husband who is the best father in the whole universe and the best husband in the whole universe and any other extra terrestrial or parralell universes that may exist... and I wouldn't find a better man if I searched for the rest of time...

After a split second a huge grin broke out of his face and he scooped all of her in to a huge bear-hug, crushing her.

He crashed his lips against hers and kissed her till she was senseless, grazing his hands possesively along her body. He immediately drove her crazy, her knees weak and heart wobbly and her eyes shut.

He pulled her on to his lap impulsively, holding her as close to him as physically possible, desperate to feel every inch of her against him after being devoid of her love and warmth for so long.

He clearly felt her chest heaving against his, and she could feel him against her butterfly filled stomach. She arched her back with a moan as he placed wet kisses down from her neck downward and he let out a deep gutteral groan as her feeble fingers slipped under his shirt travelled down his bare chisseled chest. There fingers explored each other like it was the first time they ever had.

They stopped before it went any further, their foreheads resting against each other as they grin watching watch each other pant breathlessly.

She turned and sat down so she was nestled cosily between his legs on his lap, fully huddling her side against his chest. He hugged her and squeezed her lovingly as she rested her head on his shoulder. He kissed her softly on the forehead with a gentle smile.

They hearts thrummed against their ribcage, blaring with a love so passionate and soulful that it didn't require any physical action to prove. They were content just being in each other's arms and listening to each other's heartbeats in the comforting silence of the night.

Neil- Mein ab papa hogaya hu na? Buddha hogaya hu mein... itini jaldi thak gati hai...

She pinches his cheek affectionately making him beam his gorgeous million dollar smile.

Avni- Mein kya bola tha? Mein mera pati ki baare mein kuch bura nahi sunenga samji? My husband is super hot and charming and handsome...

Neil- (he raises his eyebrows with a smirk) Oh is that so?

Avni- Yup

Neil- So then...

He leaned in with his lips pouted to swoop in for a quick kiss when Avni blocks it with a pillow with her razor sharp reflexes.

She pulls the pillow away from inbetween them to witness Neil's hilariously adorable shocked face. She burst out in to laughter and Neil had to catch her before she fell out of bed rolling with laughter. He sighed at her with an admiring smile- so insanely happy that things were returning to how they used to be.

...

5 YEARS LATER

-Instance no. 1: Avneil having to keep it PG-

Avni walked out of the shower with soaking wet hair that left a trail of water droplets behind her. She was wrapped up in just a towel since it was a time usually nobody was around and now this was truly home where she was comfortable.

Avni- Aaah!-

She screamed extremely dramatically and frantically, until she was muffled by a calloused palm. When she looked up, her wide eyes saw a smirking Neil in front of her, she takes a staggering breath of relief, her breathing shallow.

He leaned to her ear, deeply inhaling her freshly floral scent, and brushing his lips on the top of her ear.

Neil- Wait up wifey... I haven't even tried to make you scream yet...

He winked at her, making her go bright pink like she hadn't had him feasting his eyes on her like this a millions times before.

She looked absolutely ravishing. Her eyes shone with love for him like they always did, and he would never get tired of it. Her black inky waves of hair fell perfectly down her body as if purposely tickling her curves. Droplets of water traced down her nape and downward, as if beckoning him to kiss them dry. The towel barely hid away what his fingers were itching to touch.

He pinned her to the wall effortlessly, trapping her with his hand over her head. Looking down with eyes that darkened with desire he wasn't in control of, a look so intense she gripped on to her towel as if she was suddenly utterly bare. He kissed her temple softly, and tugged at her towel like a needy child. She laughed at his cute antics.

Avni- Won't you even let me ask me how your day was at work?

He shook his head adorably, nudging his face against her collarbone. He grabbed to her waist with one hand and started pressing kisses just above where her towel began, his other hand resting on her thigh. She gripped to his hair to controll her reaction, squeeing her eyes closed.

'Mumma? Papa?'

Devastating embarrassment laced their faces as they looked to the doorway to see their darling, adorable son look wide eyed at them in question.

Avni- uh- yes beta?

Avni swatted his hand away from her thigh, shooting him a glare, rushing to Nishaan and kissing his forehead nurturingly.

Avni- kuch chaiya tha? Dinner sab kaya na bacchu?

He nodded, Neil rushed to them and pushed Avni away excitedly, making her pout.

Neil- Tumhe bulane nahi aaya tha mera Nishu... Papa ki saath football kelne aaya tha na beta?

He hugs a giggling Nishaan tightly, rubbing his cheek against his son's cutely. Avni couldn't help but smile when Neil stuck his tongue out at her. And seeing that smile Neil couldn't help but drag her to join the hug.

Bebe appeared at the doorway with a knowing smirk seeing the barely dressed Avni who immediately tried to hide behind Neil, clutching to his shoulders and hiding her face in his back.

Bebe- Mein Nishaan ki confused tone neeche se sun liya tha... papa aur mumma phir se shuru kardiya na chotu!?

Nishaan nodded causing Bebe to burst in to laughter and Neil to face palm himself repeatedly, both of their faces crimson.

Neil- Areey yaar! (He exclaimed comically) mera beta hi mera pyaar ka dushman ban gaya... (he looked at Nishaan funnily making him giggle again) tum ko bhai ya behen nahi chaata kya nishu!?

For which he received a giant slap from Avni.

...

-Instance no.2: Good cop, bad cop-

Neil sighed in silent laughter, running a tired hand through his hair. He was watching Avni walking though the house gates bringing Nishaan from daycare as he waited for them outside the house like he did every time he came home early.

He found it amusing how Avni was clearly flustered and reprimanding Nishaan with her adorable angry face and Nishaan couldn't hold in his grin. He shook his head, Nishaan was a troublemaker mainly because of Neil's over pampering and Avni didn't seem to understand that Nishaan often didn't take her seriously anymore. He wondered what Nishaan had managed to do this time.

Neil- Good afternoon mera baccha! (Nishaan sung in joyous laughter as Neil lifted him on to his shoulders and spun him around madly) Day care kaisa tha Nishu?!

Nishaan frowned making Neil stop spinning, suddenly his fatherly heart worrying. He raised his eyebrows asking 'kya hua?'

Nishaan- (He scrunched his nose in disgust) Nishu ek ladki ka naam hai papa

Neil- (Neil smiled knowingly and then comically reacted to him, acting surprised) Oh really? Sacch me? Papa ko nahi jhaantha yeh... khonsi friend ne yeh kaha tumse?

Nishaan- Adi...

Neil- (he stiffled his laughter and held his ears in an apology and pretended to cry) oh sorry bacchu papa ko nahi pata tha... i didnt mean to embarrass you... awh papa bohot bura hai na?

Nishaan frowned suddenly and pulled his hands from his ears adorably, shaking his head rapidly. He hugged his papa tightly, and Neil rubbed his back with a grin.

Nishaan- Nahi papa... papa duniya se best papa ho and you can call me Nishu, I like it when you call me Nishu... but nobody else can call me Nishu. Not even you okay mumma?

He pulled out of the hug and pointed a commanding finger at Avni just to be faced with a scarily angry face that he and his papa were extremely frightened of.

Avni- Bus hogaya papa aur beta ka bada natak... andar aa mujhe tumhare saath kuch baat karna hai Nishaan...

Nishaan risked it and shook his head no, which fueled avni further, Neil cowered in helplessness. He weakened when she looked over at him and indicated to him to bring Nishaan inside. Being the obedient husband he always is...

Neil- Nishu! Bebe ne tumhare favourite soup banaya hai bas tumhare liye!

Nishaan- Favourite soup!? (He rushed with excitement and gripped on to Avni's hand cutely, even avni struggled to not smile) come mumma, we'll go inside now...

Avni- Acha ab tum ko andar jaana hai?

She raised her eyebrow sarcastically and then proceeded to take him inside, Neil kneeled down to his height while walking inside, whispering amusedly to him.

Neil- Areey mera Nishu... tum ab kya kar diya hai? Mujhe tum aur tumhare mumma ki beech phasa diya...

Nishaan was perched on to Neil's lap slurping the bowl of soup as Neil ruffled his hair lovingly, Bebe had repeatedly asked him to sit at the table but obviously Neil used his charming smile and convinced bebe to let him sit with him, the smile Nishaan had received through genes. Avni sat beside Neil, resting her exhausted head on his shoulder, her eyes closing in fatigue. Neil hugged her side with his spare hand, he kissed her forehead.

Neil- Bataunga wifey? Ab kya kiya mister badmash ne? (He poked Nishaan's nose affectionately)

Avni- Dekh Neil sab kuch itna lightly mat lelo okay? Today the teacher called me in to the office to tell me that Nishaan made a girl cry

Neil- Nishu... why did she cry? (He was a little sterner now- yes he pampered him to bits but he still always instilled the best values in him. Nishaan bit his lip and looked to the floor guiltily)

Avni- Wo kabhi nahi bolunga Neil... do you know? Without our knowledge he had made this girl his girlfriend all this time and today he broke up with her- he's five Neil... what is he thinking? Where did he learn all this from anyway?

Neil looked down at Nishaan in absolute shock for a second and Nishaan frowned thinking he would be yelled at. Then he broke out in to mad laughter, holding his hand out for a high five which Nishaan readily returned.

Neil- Wah mera baccha... mera beta mera hi tarah bada heartbreaker bana gaya hai! Congrats Nishu keep it going after all you have to take my good looks to your advantage...

Avni huffed in frustration and elbowed Neil in the chest which he immediately exclaimed 'Ow!' at, making Nishaan laugh badly.

Avni- hey tu bhi chup kar! (Nishaan immediately silenced) aagaya besharam! Aisa cheezon bacchon ko sikatha hai kya Neil? Ayesha ka saath yeh hogaya tho?

Neil frowned fiercely angrily, suddenly turning serious. He placed a possessive hand over Avni's growing stomach, with gritted teeth.

Neil- Mera princess ke saath mein kuch nahi hone dooga... ek ladka uske aas paas bhi aya na... mein usse maar doonga...

Avni smiled at his protectiveness placing an adoring hand on his cheek.

Avni- Mein jhanti hu mera jaan... mein jhanti hu... uske papa unhe kuch nahi hone dooga...par ab tumhe samaj aagaya na?

Neil nodded stoically and understandingly, he put the bowl of soup on the table and turning Nishaan on his lap to face him. He smiles at him softly, gentle in his approach.

Neil- Nishu... agar koi tumhare behen Ayesha ko rula diya tum ko acha lagenga?

Nishaan- (he made an adorable furious face) Nahi papa mein kisi ko Ayesha ko rula ne nahi deega... wo acha nahi hai, mera ayesha sad nahi hona chaiya na? Mein uske bada bhai hu tho mujhe use raksha karna hai na?

Neil and Avni's eyes watered proudly looking down at their son, Avni scooted closer to Neil, her hand around his shoulders and kissed Nishaan's cheek.

Avni- haan beta... aur aisa hi aaj tum ek ladki ko rula diya na? Uska papa, mumma ya bhai behen ko acha lagta kya? Aur wo sad hota na?

Nishaan nodded and tears came to his own eyes, crying in guilt. Neither of them could stand tears in his eyes and Avni immediately scooped him in to her hands and rubbed his back as he rested his head on her shoulder.

Avni- Nahi bacchu roh mat... as long as you understand it was wrong and will never do it again its fine, hum sab mistakes bana tha hai...

Nishaan- (he came away from her shoulder to look at her with a cheeky smile) jaise aap ne papa ki saath shaadi kar li?

Neil gasped comically and Avni roared in laughter hitting Neil's shoulder.

Avni- Haan beta, just like that...

Neil- Hey! Don't be ungrateful to me bacchu... mere hi wajah se tum ko aise girls ko charm karna aata hai...

Avni looked at him now, with teasing eyes.

Avni- oh really... Tum khon ko charm kiya hai?

Neil-(he smirked at her, leaning closer) Tumhe...

Avni- Par yaha tak mujhe yaad hai, you confessed when you were jealous of me being too close to another man... so I charmed you right?

Neil grinned at her, yanking her fully toward him- Nishaan still in her lap- and she could see in his eyes still how ardently in love he was with her, and it made her insides go fuzzy and melt away.

Neil- Haan woh tho hai... you are irresistible meri jaan... (he pecked her lips sweetly and quickly)

Nishaan- Papa mujhe bhi kissy chaiye...

Avni and Neil looked at each other with a little fear in their eyes, Neil looked back at Nishaan with awkward laughter.

Neil- okay par... uh... mein kahi aur dega...

Nishaan frowned a bit in confusion at the weird request, but all of the thoughts were gone as his parents planted kisses on his cheeks, mumma on left and papa on his right while they held hands.

...

-Instance no.3: Jalan-

Avni- Tillu! (she called out, folding away the washed clothes.) tumhara kal ka kapada nikal ki rakha hai kya?

Neil who was unbuttoning his sweaty shirt looked around with a smile to answer her question.

Nishaan- Haan mumma... (he came in holding his small backpack and folded clothes) mein day care ke liye meri shower ki baad pack kiya...

Avni smiled and pulled his cheeks lovingly, straightening his messy hair by running her fingers through it. Neil straightened his own hair sloppily, pouting watching Avni and Nishaan and paying her back for not doing it for him.

Avni- Good boy... Mera Nishaan ab big boy hogaya na? (She burrowed her brows in sadness) after some time you will be all grown up and you will forget about your mumma right?

Nishaan threw his hands around her neck and kissed her cheek adorably making her smile as it touched her heart.

Nishaan- no mumma dont worry, I'll never forget you...

Neil glared at them both with cutely burning eyes, he muttered under his breath incessantly. Once Nishaan had left the room, Avni walked over to Neil and hugged him from the back, snuggling in to his neck.

Avni- Aur tum? Tum tumhare kapade kal ke liye ready rakha hai jaanu?

Neil shook his head with a pout, trying to shrug her off him. She frowned a little at his weird behaviour, after work he always was just waiting for their time together.

Avni- No need to be moody mister... I was only joking... mein already kar chuka hu mera tillu ji...

Neil turned around with a heart melting pout, pushing her away and crossing his arms over his chest.

Neil- Tumhara tillu has already left the room...

Avni's face warped cluelessly, stroking his arm.

Avni- Par tum yaha ho?

Neil- But now I'm not your tillu anymore right? (His brows were knitted and he sulked like a child Nishaan's age) ab Nishaan hai... aur tum tumare Neil ko bul chuka hu na? Ab all your time is for Nishaan...

Avni grinned and chuckled at his innocence, she curled her hands around his waist and poked his nose with her own, which he had to let out a small smile at.

Avni- Aww mera jaan, jealous hogaya? Tumhara own beta par? Chi... are you a child?

Neil nuzzled in to her like a cute animal, she laughed a little as it tickled her.

Neil- Par mein tumhara tillu hu... Nishaan nahi...

Avni dragged him to the bed and made him lie down, he was exhausted after a day full of tedious work. She massaged his back gently, peppering kisses where she touched too, making him smile proudly and relax in her arms, Avni admired his reaction.

Avni- Ab mujhe maaf kar diya?

Neil- Nope... mein maaf nahi karna wala...

Nishaan- Papa... abhi abhi mumma ko maaf kardo...mera mumma sad hogaya tho mein aap ke saath gusaa hoga...

Nishaan had come in to the room and was cuddling against his mother protectively, Neil furrowed his brows and Avni smiled down at him. Nishaan might not listen to his mumma very often but he is very protective over her, which was another trait he had gotten from his papa.

Neil- I see ab sab log mera kilaaf hogaya... fine then... good night...

He grabbed his pillow hastily, laid down and turned away from them indignantly which they sniggered at.

Avni-Okay tum batao bacchu, kyu agaya idhere?

Nishaan- Mumma aaj aap mujhe sola deenge?

She tucked his hear out of his face with a delicate loving smile as she nodded, he nestled in to her lap with his feet over Neil- which Neil obviously silently allowed him to even though he was acting angry- and closed his eyes.

Avni- Aur tum... Mr jalan... mein gaane wala hai... tum nahi sunenga?

Neil grumbled under his breath, pretending to be half asleep but desperately wanting to hear her. He gave up and sat up in bed with a lazy grin which Avni returned with a shake of the head at his hopelessness. He took Nishaan's legs in to his lap, leaning down to endearingly stoke his cheek, which Avni watched him do with doting teardrops in her eyes. Neil looked up to see her cry and immediately wiped them away with a concerned, panicked frown.

Neil- Mere wajah se roh rahi hu?

He let out a relieved sigh when she shook her head no with a longing smile. He curled up against her lovingly and rested his head on her shoulder. She sung gently in that voice of hers that stole his heart, the one he was purely devoted to, that he listened to enrapturedly. Avni stroked Nishaan's slowly sleeping head and Neil patted his stomach both of them admiring the son they had brought up with every bit of love they had.

Avni smiled seeing Neil eyes slowly close too, she leaned down to his ear softly brushing her nose against his skin. She whisper-sang the song only to him, making his heart race as he could feel all those words, all those feelings that were always buried in their heart but felt new every time they were brought to the surface. He cuddled to her side sweetly, praying their happy family would stay this way forever.

Avni- and you don't need to be jealous mera pyaara pati... (she whispered in to his ear tenderly) you'll always and forever be my number 1 favourite...

Neil grinned earnestly as he fell asleep on her chest, right next to her thumping heart.

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please kill me for these sins, only a very tiny little scene left, scroll down for final section, sorry