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The top of the Notre Dame bell tower was chilly now, the sun had disappeared beyond the horizon hours ago. Madeline gazed out at the city, enjoying the stillness. Paris was quiet tonight, a rare occurrence in a huge city like this. She sighed, leaning against the cool stone. This night reminded her of the one several months ago when she had seen Gabe for the first time. Little had she known then that she had just met the love of her life. Monique had been right all along.
“What are you thinking about, my love?” Gabe asked stepping out of the shadows to join her. Madeline smiled contentedly, leaning back into his chest as he wrapped his arms around her.
“Just thinking,” she smiled, tilting her head back and stealing a quick kiss. “Master Fu’s lessons are paying off. I almost didn’t hear you coming.”
Gabriel snorted, shaking his head. “Sure you did. I saw you jump Mads, I think I got you that time.”
Madeline made a noncommittal noise in the back of her throat and she felt a rumble of laughter in Gabriel’s chest. Shaking her head, she rolled her eyes turning to face him.
“Fine,” she whispered, wrapping her arms around his neck. “You got me that time. Happy?”
“Extremely,” Gabe replied, kissing the tip of her nose. “I love you, Night Wing.”
Heat filled Madeline’s chest at his words. She pressed a kiss to his lips, pulling him closer by his lapels. Her life had turned out nothing like she had planned, thank goodness Duusu had been right. Everything had turned out so much better.

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