Four weeks after the incident, Rance was released from hospital. His healing had come along very well so there was no reason to be kept in. As it turned out Rance did have insurance which covered the whole amount needed, even refunding Ria for the amount she'd paid on her card.
Rance was able to walk but due to the injury to his abdomen he found it difficult to stand properly, his core muscles still being tender and bruised. Ria walked on his weaker right hand side propping him up.
The day was wet, dark and cold. They walked from the hospital at Rance's request. He'd been cooped up inside too long for an outdoorsman and wanted to get plenty of fresh air.
"Oh shit." Rance murmured as they walked slowly. "That's Rebecca's brother ahead,"
Ria looked up. He was walking straight towards them, pausing a few metres ahead. "Hey Rance, how are you feeling?"
"I've felt better if I'm being honest." Rance quipped.
"I'm Rebecca's brother, Ian." He said as he held his hand out for Ria. She shook his hand quietly.
"I know who you are." Ian told her. Ria looked nervous at his claim. "Don't worry, I didn't come over to cause any drama. I wanted to tell you, Terrance, that I'm sorry about Rebecca's actions. She hadn't been well for some time. Her doctors diagnosed her with severe bi-polar disorder amongst other mental health issues. She'd been talking about you for some time and when you left she took it very badly. It doesn't excuse her actions but I hope it goes some way to explain why she did what she did."
Rance stood stunned. "I had no idea. I mean, I knew she had issues but I wouldn't have known how serious it was. I'm sorry things went so badly wrong that night."
Ian thanked Rance and looked over to Ria who was breaking her heart. "Maria, I know you're hurting and conflicted over the situation, but I want to tell you that we hold no hard feelings towards you. Our family have been dealing with Rebecca's illnesses for a very long time and we understand that you were only acting in the defence of yourself and your man. Rebecca is at rest and we feel relieved that she is finally at peace. You should take solace in that. Don't feel guilty for doing what you had to do."
Ria was crying but managed to thank Ian. He left the couple and as he walked away they left in the opposite direction. "I didn't realise how much pain she was in. I'm sorry I couldn't have opened my eyes and helped her." Rance said.
"I'm sorry I killed her. I wish we could have known and done things differently. I'll live with the knowledge of what I did for the rest of my life. I hope she rests in peace." Ria Added.
They walked slowly into the town and then up the hill. Rance had to stop three times on his way up the hill because his fitness had declined quickly while he was stuck in his hospital bed. Ria unlocked the door to the house and as they went in Rance noticed the large stain on his hardwood floor. "That will need to be rectified."
Ria closed the door behind them and walked to the kitchen. "Sit down and chill out. I have a surprise for you." He could already smell it.
She brought over a large mug of Henry recipe coffee. Rance took a little sip and was awash with memories of the woods. The coffee was even better than he remembered Henry's to be. "Did you use egg shells?"
"It's been on the heater plate since early this morning and yes I put broken shells in there."
She drank some and was instantly back in her grandmother's kitchen again. She sat next to him on the sofa quietly overlooking the view. "I've missed you. I've been looking at this view alone for the past three weeks and although the view was pleasant, the loneliness wasn't. I'm so glad you came through it."
"I'm sorry I've been away, but I'm back now and we can carry on where we left off."
Ria sat forward and turned to him. "Where did we leave off?"
His eyes met hers and he paused before answering. "We came here to test the waters. I understand if you aren't happy to stay here. It was a huge shock to the system to be thrust into that kind of situation. If you want to go to Burlington I'll be right next to you."
Ria spent the last two weeks living alone in the house and had pretty much come to terms with everything. "No. We'll stay here. I'm going to sell my house in Burlington. Do you still want to get a cabin somewhere?"
Rance smiled as he thought about it. "No, I needed inspiration. You give me as much inspiration as I need. You're my muse."
The words were simple but they had a profound effect on Ria. The fact that she was a muse for his art made her feel more intimately woven into his life than even marriage would. She leant over and kissed him, staring into his heavenly nebulas. "We should get ready for tonight."
Rance agreed and after finishing his divine coffee, followed Ria up to the master bedroom. The bed was as Rance had left it when he last slept in it. "Where have you been sleeping?"
"I slept in the left guest room because this is your room."
He looked at her with some disbelief. "This is your house now, your home. This is your room, because you're the queen of this castle."
Ria could feel her face flush at his words. "Maybe we can make that official tonight. But before today this was all still yours."
"This has all been yours since the day I met you. Now, I need a shower. It's been weeks since I got myself properly clean."
"Want some company?"
"Always, if the company is my beautiful queen."
They entered the bathroom. The space was immense, completely tiled in White with a large mirror wall to one side, the shower and bath on the opposite side. Rance turned on the shower and began to undress. Ria helped him to take off his shirt as his left arm was still weak. The muscle in his chest was healing well but it still wasn't strong or painless.
As he took off his pants Ria undressed. After three weeks of no sexual contact and high emotional stress they were both very happy to be together again. Ria helped him to wash and as Rance always did, she kissed his scars. "Medals of our battles." She said.
"That's a great quote. Can I use that in my book?"
"Your current book or another?"
"Current. It's a continuation of my memoirs. I've never written an autobiography. I'm used to writing fiction but I think this book might be a really great read. I just need to get it all together, and I'd like your involvement."