THE LAST CHAPTER (OMG)! I can't believe I've actually finished this. I just hope you guys all like it… If you don't, tell me what's wrong. And if it feels rushed, that's okay, I have an excuse. Read all the thank you's at the end of this chapter and there's an EXCLUSIVE (double OMG) sneak preview of… THE SEQUEL! (faints from excitement)

Well, happy reading!

Elena was in a deep pit of despair. After all her begging and pleading, all she had tried, all she had said, Reno was still unconscious, and, if Rufus and the doctors carried through with their plans, he would be dead in less than an hour.

She laid her head on his chest, feeling the rhythmic rise and fall of his breath, shallow as it was. She was terrified that at any moment, it would stop, and he would be gone.


"Please." She whispered. "Please come back, Reno." She closed her eyes and let the hot tears flow, leaking out of the corners of her closed lids and falling onto his bare skin.

And then, his breathing changed. It seemed…faster, stronger; less like it needed the machine. She looked up, but her beloved was still unmoving.

She sighed. It must have just been her, wishing, hoping so hard it made her imagine things.

She rested her head on his chest again, and sobbed gently.

Suddenly, she heard a voice. It was weak, faint, and slightly raspy.

"Hey, 'Laney. Why ya cryin'?"

She lifted her head slowly. There, a smile on his lips, his eyes glittering, was Reno.



"R-Reno?" she whispered, reverently, her eyes huge. Then she screamed in happiness. "RENO!" she shrieked, throwing herself onto the newly reborn Turk.

"Hey, hey, careful! You'll knock out my IV tube, yo!" he protested.

Elena sat back on the plastic chair, her eyes brimming with tears.

"Reno, I understand that you probably hate me, and I know that it would make perfect sense for you to loathe me with all your heart, but you have to let me just say one thing before I leave-"

Reno held up a hand to stop the stream of words. "Elena?"

She looked up at him, gazing into his bright blue eyes. "Yes, Reno?"

He smiled mischievously. "I didn't tell you to get off."

And then, with strength that he shouldn't have had since he had been virtually dead only moments ago, he grabbed her around the waist and pulled her to him, pressing is warm lips against hers. Passionately, she kissed him back, and neither of them let go until the others came in to see what was going on.

The End.

Okay, now it's time for the thank you list:

Thank you to my mum, the author, without whose' guidance I could never have written this;

My dad, who humored me when I forgot to take my meds;

My brother, without whom I would never have been able to finish this.

Thanks also to my friends Wulfeh, without whose' help I wouldn't even know what an Advent Child was, Korutah, who taught me to fly (thanks again for that), Platypus, who let me maul him whenever I was bored, and Zincent, whose endless fangirlirific-ness always makes me smile.

Many multitudes of thanks to the Gods of Music-Avril Lavigne, Linkin Park, Simple Plan, Counting Crows, O-Zone, and Allison Kraus- who inspired me with your angsty tunes and yearning pop ballads. Rock on, my friends.

And, of course, thanks to ALLLLLL my fans, who goaded me relentlessly to finish. I love you all, and you have given me my first taste of what it feels like to be popular.


He was always the weaker one, the one who followed orders. No wonder she had always loved Reno more.

But he knew her secret. And he would do anything to make her his.

Blackmail. Kidnap. Murder.

He would do it all for her.

Coming soon: "OBBSESSION"