A/N:I know I should be working on my other story, and I promise that I'll start on the next chapter tomorrow. Now that school's out (thank God!), I have enough time to actually sit down and relax.
Well, as I've told you before, this is Marlin's POV. That's pretty much all I have to say.
Disclaimer:See previous chapter.
I saw Nigel fly away, and just before that, he said something to me. I hadn't heard exactly what, though. I couldn't really pay any attention to anything except the stabbing pain that was coursing through me.
I went back into the water, and a few seconds later I noticed Dory beside me. For once, she seemed to know what was going on, horrible as her memory may be. "Hey…" I know she wanted to try to make me feel better, but I didn't want to hear any of it.
"Dory, if it wasn't for you, I – I never would have even made it here," I told her. "So, thank you." I know I wasn't thinking straight, and I was still numb with pain and heartbreak. I just wanted to leave and go home. I swam away from her, but she stopped me.
"Hey, hey wait a minute," she said. "Well, wait. Where are you going?" she asked. I looked away from her, because I really didn't want to look at her while I told her I was going to leave without her.
"It's over, Dory. We were too late. Nemo's gone…" I paused there and the unwelcoming view of Nemo in that bag flashed in my head. I shook it away. "…And I'm going home now."
Again, I swam away from her, hoping she wouldn't follow. She didn't, though I did hear her whisper something to herself. As I got further away from her, I heard her call out, "Stop!"
I stopped, but didn't look at her. I probably wouldn't have stopped at all if it weren't for the fact that it was thanks to her that I'd know what happened to my son. Even if we couldn't get to him in time, I wouldn't have to live my life in mystery. So I figured the least I could do for her was hear her out.
"Please don't go away," she pleaded. Then she added, "Please?"
"No one's ever stuck with me for so long before," she said. I wasn't surprised to hear this. Her memory loss would definitely be her biggest social flaw. I was surprised that I even stayed with her as long as I did. I think it was only because she was valuable with the stuff like reading, and being able to speak whale.
But… maybe she was more than that to me. She had made me feel better about things when I was upset, and even when we had first met and didn't know anything about each other, she had told me everything was going to be alright. Maybe I had kept her with me because I needed some one there to help me up whenever I fell down. She had definitely been a friend to me.
"And if you leave – if you leave…" her voice trailed off, then she said, "I just, I remember things better with you." That got my attention, even though I still didn't turn around. How could I actually help her with her memory? Had she grown so close to me that I could be her only attachment? No… that can't be true. She'd have to prove that.
"I do, look; P. Sherman, 42… 42…" See! She can't remember the address that she had remembered throughout everything else. But not… but not now. Why now? Had she been lying, or what? I heard her groan in frustration. Sounded like she couldn't figure out why she couldn't remember it either.
"I remember it, I do. It's there I, I know it is because when I look at you, I can feel it." I could now hear the desperation in her voice. And even though I wasn't looking at her, I could picture her eyes being filled with sadness.
"And – and I look at you and I…" she stopped and I heard her take a deep breath. "And I'm home."
It was both the sadness in her voice, and what she had said was what hit me. Her words just added to the pain in my heart along with the knowing that I lost Nemo. I could even tell that she wanted to cry.
"Please. I don't want that to go away," she pleaded again, her voice cracked from the sobs that were coming. "I don't want to forget."
It was then that I realized that I wanted no more than to stay with her. Or at least let her come back home with me. With Nemo gone, she would be the only thing to keep me from going off the deep end. With out her, I wouldn't have anyone to reassure me that everything will be fine, no one to talk to, no one to lean on for support.
But if I stayed with her, she would also be the thing that would remind me of everything that happened. And all I wanted to do was forget it all. Even the good things that had happened, I still want to forget it. Every time I felt hopeful, every time I thought it was all going to have a happy ending, it didn't do a thing. Everything had ended in disaster and my worst nightmare. So the last thing I wanted right now was to remember it all. So, no matter how much I didn't want to, I had to leave without Dory.
"I'm sorry, Dory," I said quietly. "But I… do." And with a heavy heart, I swam away from her. Everything was telling me to turn around and go back to her, but I didn't. I just wanted to forget her.
As I swam further and further away from her, I felt all the more horrible. I kept telling myself that I could forget about her and everything else. In time, I would forget all about her and everything would be fine again.
However, in the back of my head, I knew that I could never forget Dory. She was the best friend I could ever ask for, and I left her. And I knew that I would always regret it.
A/N:So what do you think? Please let me know anything that I could have improved, too.
I think this chapter was a lot sadder, since he had the pain of losing Nemo and leaving Dory. But I dunno. What do you think?