He had had it all planned in his head. The words had come to him, so easily that it scared him and he even wondered if Meggie had been behind it.

He had even gotten paper and wrote the words down.

Now the piece of paper in the pocket of his coat seemed to weigh him down. The words disappeared and his lips were dry.

That's the problem with mental preparation. Whatever you are preparing yourself for, imagination is replacement for the real person is never enough.

Roxanne's pain was devastatingly beautiful, but she wasn't Meggie and here they were.

"I'm sorry. I am Roxanne."

"It's her, isn't it." Her tone was more defeated the accusing, and a statement, not a question.

Dustfinger looked at her, perplexed and nervous.

He opened his mouth and then closed it, repeating the same process.

Roxanne's eyes filtered across his face, and she smiled bitterly through her tears.



She waited and Dustfinger sighed.

"Why ask when you already know?"

Roxanne closed her eyes.

"She's seventeen." She whispered.

"I know." Dustfinger matched her tone.

They stood in silence, both looking at each other now.

"I'm sorry." Dustfinger repeated, wishing he didn't love Meggie, wishing with everything he had.

But while Roxanne made his heart sigh, Meggie made his heart sing.

"So you won't change your mind?" Dustfinger's heart sagged under the weight of her hopefulness and desperation.


He hadn't mean it, but that word rung with finality, and Roxanne visibly flinched.

Dustfinger absentmindedly started playing with fire, bouncing it in his hands.

He needed to finish this, and finish it now. He still had Meggie to talk to and this conversation was boarding the dangerous line.

"Who's going to tell Brianna?"

Dustfinger froze.

"Roxanne..." he choked.

She stared at him defiantly.

"For what we had...and have been through, I ask you please let me tell my daughter-our daughter-in my own time."

Roxanne looked at him deeply, and they shared another silence.

"Alright." She said softly, though she crossed her fingers behind her back.

"For what we had."

Make things right.

Meggie stared at the words she had written, brushing a finger over the drying ink.

She ahd been fed up with not seeing Dustfinger and not knowing. Only last night had she even dared whisper the words aloud, not even knowing if it would even matter.


She looked up at her young brother, whose eyes were wide. Meggie closed the book.

"What's up kiddo?" she patted the spot beside her.

"I miss you." Brandon said innocently as he seated himself beside her, and Meggie put an arm around him.

"I'm sorry buddy." She didn't know what else to say.

Damn words.

She felt another presence and looked up as her dad leant against the doorway, smiling softly.

"I meant what I said about a family, Megs."

She nodded. Mo sighed.

"Now for your actions...I'm sorry, I know you went through a lot but...you're grounded for a month."

Meggie nodded, knowing she deserved it, and understanding.

Mo smiled.

"But I'm allowing this visitor." Meggie frowned in confusion and then shock embraced her as Dustfinger stepped into the room.

"Hello Meggie."

They were standing outside, both aware of their distance and hating it.

Meggie was looking out and beyond, while Dustfinger was watching her, wondering how to start.

He didn't have to.

"Why are you here Dustfinger?"

Meggie turned to him, focusing her eyes to lock onto his.

Dustfinger blinked.


"You tell me you love me then you kiss me and THEN you leave." Her frustration spilled over, and Dustfinger sighed as he was reminded of how badly he had messed things up.

"I needed to think."

"And you couldn't have told us?"

"I ended things with Roxanne." He blurted.

Dustfinger watched her closely. Although she was trying to hide it, Dustfinger could tell she was heavily impacted by his words.

"You...Roxanne..." she huffed, breathless from the shock and excitement she felt electrifying every nerve in her body.

Dustfinger smiled.

"Yes." He confirmed.

Meggie looked at him, and Dustfinger took a step towards her.

"You think that I'm just going to go with you?"

Dustfinger smiled at her cover words.

"Yep." He popped simply.

Meggie looked away, deep in thought.

Dustfinger took her hand, bringing it to his lips.

Meggie felt tingles shoot through her, and she scowled at her body's reaction.

"You're my lover."

"I'm guessing we can't do this publicly."

Dustfinger was shocked. He had been debating how to bring that up with her-and now she had said it so simply?

"What did you have in mind?" Dustfinger asked, curious as to what was going around in her dangerous head.

Meggie looked up at the house, eyes alert for her father and brother.

She looked back to Dustfinger, closing off the distance. She could feel him against her now, and she looked up at him. Their hearts were beating fast and together, both entwining.

"Well, it allows us to do what couples do..." she trailed off, somewhat seductively. Dustfinger leaned down, his face so close that it took her breath away.

And then he smiled.

"I'm listening."

Me: As I was writing this I'm like, I have to get this right, how can I end it, and it has to be ended perfectly. You know in movies where they have to get a scene right or else it destroys the rest of it? Like my sister won't shut up about New Moon. "They have to get the forest scene right. If they get that right the movie will be perfect."

Anyway yeah, this is the end of this story, and as you can see I've kind of left it unfinished...I want to do a sequel where their relationship builds, and I have big plans for it, like Roxanne maybe telling Brianna, Resa coming back...but no more torture or bad guys coming in because I seriously did not have this planned and I was like whoa, hello where did this come from? So if you want a sequel then PLEASE review and let me know if you'll read it. 'Cause this story was heaps of fun and I really enjoyed writing it.

Thank you to all my reviewers, you guys kept this story going and you all made my day.

Special thanks to:

YellowPorscheyGirl1901-I think you're pretty awesome. And you guys, you should really check out her stories :)

That70'sfreak4ever: just because she made me start laughing at one of her reviews really loudly during class...thank you very much for that. :) And because she's loyal!

DustfingerFanGirlXD: Because she gave me awesome ideas :) Oh did I answer your questions? I'm just skimming over my reviews and I realised you had questions...

I changed my username when I became totally obsessed with Supernatural (ahh I love them!) And it's something Dean says to Sam: "As long as I'm around, nothing bad is ever going to happen to you." It's from ...crap...um... "How You Remind Me." I love that song. Haha Jeremiah's a character I made up...he was very good looking in my mind XDThanks =D

Arthursgurrl: I don't want her death on my conscience ... and she reviewed every chapter (am I right?) And she liked my nickname! Lols.

Look guys, every one of you who reviewed are awesome in my book, so you're all mentioned, and I think very highly of all of you. Thank you so much.

Dustfinger: My gosh, you can talk.

Me: Shut up Lusty so can you.

Dustfinger: Nothing can ruin my mood because I'm going to be-

Me: I don't need to hear what you're going to do to Meggie thanks.

Meggie: You're just jealous.

Dustfinger: We're not doing that, you dirty person.

Me: Meggie implied it.

Dustfinger: I really hope you don't do another story because these conversations.....

Meggie: I'm hurt, you don't want us to-

Me: Hey these conversations are the highlights of my day.

Dustfinger: You have a sad, sad life.

Me: I was joking you twit.

Dustfinger: A twit? What is a twit?

Me: You are, Lusty, you are.

Dustfinger: I think I'll just ignore you and talk to your reviewers. Thank you for saving me from this woman (please notice my sarcasm) and I ask if you do want a sequel tell her to go gentle on us? We want some happiness..

Me: Hey you make me sound sadistic or something...you two got together in the end?

Dustfinger: After a lot of pain, yes.

Me: The sequel won't be like this one.

Meggie: Oh yes? What will it be like?

Me: It'll-hey. Don't blink those innocent eyes at me. Nice try but I'm not going to say. You'll just have to wait and see-and then again it's up to everyone who's reading this?

Dustfinger: Nice hint...*rolls eyes*

Me: Shut up.

Dean: Why! Am! I! Here? You didn't even mention anything to do with Supernatural.

Sam: Sorry guys he hasn't had his coffee. Or a dose of women in ages...

Me: Ha, ha loosing your touch there?

Dean: You know I'm not.

Me: Oh. Anyway I just wanted to have one last conversation with us all together because I'm sad this story is over?

Dean: Oh for goodness sake! Dude I don't do chick flicks.

Sam: Dean! *Comes over and hugs me*

Me: Thanks Sam.

Dean: Why are you being nice to her? She's not very nice to you.

Me: Hey!

Dustfinger: Dean I think we could get along very well.

Dean: Sorry dude I'm not gay.

Dustfinger: No I-

Meggie: He's with me!

Dean: ..........I also don't do the whole age difference thing?

Me: Haha! Owned.

Dustfinger:You're writing this story?

Me: Oh...yeah...

Meggie: I say you just got owned?

Me: I say shut up?

Dean: C'mon Sammy...let's go.

Sam: Hey Dean, I've done more with a girl then you have in a week.

Dean: I hate you.

*They disappear*

Me: Bye...

Dustfinger: Oh yay she's all dreamy again.

Me: Did you just say yay?

Dustfinger: ...

Me: I'm going to miss these conversations.