AN: the conclusion. Enjoy, faithful readers.
Chapter Thirteen: All Ends Well?
Michael was floating in a deep area, surrounded by white. Michael couldn't remember how he got there or what he did to get in this area. He began to walk around slowly and then he stopped suddenly when he ran into a hooded figure. It removed its hood, and Michael saw the all too familiar face.
"Mom?" Michael asked. The brunette woman looked at the teen, and nodded, smiling the whole time.
"Yes, Michael, it's me." She said, smiling. "I have been watching you so long with your powers, and I have to admit, you are doing pretty good for a boy your age."
"Thanks." Michael said. "Why am I here? Do you know?"
"You are here because you gave up your life force to save a girl that you truly loved." She said with a small smile.
"Miley." Michael said. "I am here because I gave my life to save Miley, to being her back and for me to go in her place."
"There is a problem with that, however." She said, frowning slightly. Michael looked at her with concern.
"Why? What's wrong?" Michael said with deep concern. She looked at him with deep concern.
"You are heading back." She said tearfully.
"What!? I'm dead, aren't I?" Michael asked.
"No. Your soul was saved by Miley somehow. Don't ask me how, I don't know." She said tearfully. "You are needed down there, and as much as I want you here with me, they need you there. Miley Stewart loves you, and I know that you love her. So, you are going back."
"Mom, thanks." Michael said.
"You are welcome, and be good, because I'll be watching." She said.
Michael hugged his mom, and there was a bright flash....
Michael slowly opened his eyes, and looked around at his surroundings. He was in the medical wing at the Xavier Institute. He sat up, ignoring the dizziness that poured over him when he did. AS soon as he kicked back the sheets, he heard a tearful, female voice ring out in the room.
"I thought you left me, again." The voice rang out. Michael looked around, and saw Miley sitting in a chair in the corner of the room. Her cheeks were red and her face was stained with tears.
"Look, I am sorry for putting yo through all of this." Michael said. "I wanted to bring you back so badly, I was willing to go in your place."
"Did you ever think that I wanted to live without you?" Miley said. "I love you, and I wanted us to be together, not apart. When I saw you laying there, it reminded me about how the first time you left."
Michael staggered over to her and pt her into a tight hug. "Look, I am sorry for putting you through all of this."
"Next time, think of me before you do something like that, because I can't bear losing you." Miley said, crying.
"I will." Michael said, smiling lightly. "I will."