AN: Disclaimer: I do not own Underworld or any characters except for Sonia, Maxwell and any others that are not usually there. All I can say is that, I just do what many people have done for thousands of years; create stories, tell tales; allowing others to see a different outline. Hope you'll enjoy.

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"'You'll get over it...' It's the clichés that cause the trouble. To lose someone you love is to alter your life for ever. You don't get over it because 'it' is the person you loved. The pain stops, there are new people, but the gap never closes. How could it? The particularness of someone who mattered enough to grieve over is not erased by anyone but death. This hole in my heart is in the shape of you and no one else can fit. Why would I want them to?"

Give me a reason to believe that you're gone

The rain poured down, drenching, soaking; throwing the world into an eerie silence.

I see your shadow, so I know they're all wrong

She held him, caressing his face as the stillness lingered ever longer beneath her gaze, his skin before, a grey pallor was now blue, and his breath came and went in shallow gasps.

Moonlight on the soft, brown earth
it leads me to where you lay

"Please, don't leave me. Not now." She pleaded feeling the icy tears run down her face, with some effort, he opened his eyes, holding her own. His breathing was becoming more difficult, he shifted beneath her gaze; trying desperately to draw it. To do something.

they took you away from me

Ignoring what was said about looking at the dying, they locked eyes, and she cupped his face in her hands.

but now…

She could see him trying to mouth words he had not strength left to utter

…I'm taking you

and leaned closer until his lips brushed her ear.

…home

"I love…love you" he whispered and in that instant, he stilled, too long finally. The sickness ignoring her pleas, as the poison took hold, constructing his body into a rigid statuesque form.

…I will stay forever here with you, my love

Uncaring she grasped him to her, hoping that I some way it would hold on to any shred of life he had, hoping that she would hold him back.

The softly spoken words you gave me

But not even her cold warmth could revive him.

even in death our love goes on

"Please, don't go, please, I'd give anything" she cried. Still, with one last breath he left her.

… and i can't love you any more than I do

"Michael!" The heart wrenching inhuman cry that burst forth from her lips at that moment, was enough even to startle the heavens. She grasped him to her; her tears mixing with that of the rain; rocking back and forth vainly, desperately trying to save him, and knowing it was too late, knowing that with all her power- she had still failed.

Soon her cry tapered into sobs and she buried her face into his shoulder trying to capture his fading essence into her memory.

It wasn't too short a time, before the sun rose, she hadn't even noticed the rain had stopped. By then her tears had disappeared, but the pain did not along the aching that seemed to radiate somewhere near her midsection were dry sobs, all that she now had the strength to do.

Even in Death - Evanescence