A/N: They're back! I'm sorry to all my dedicated readers for the long wait, but it's here! I'm so excited!! I've got the plot laid out and it's going to be just a little crazy! Whaa! Okay, you're going to have to try and excuse any grammar/spelling errors. I tried my hardest to look for them, but sometimes they slip by. Not to mention I was just too excited to care!

Anyhoo, if you're new you might want to read "Deadly Mistakes" 'cause this da sequel to dat. Hope you all enjoy the first chapter, R&R!!

Chapter 1

He felt awful. He felt sick. He was completely disgusted with himself, no matter how many people continued to tell him it wasn't his fault. Oh, but it was. He should have known. In fact, he knew better. It was drilled into his skull, and still he had ignored it. Listen to your gut. Rafe remembered his father's words well, but he had never taken heed to them. He should have, could have, would have. But, he didn't.

He'd ignored the aching feeling that had been in the pit of his stomach since the moment he stepped out of the inn, telling himself that it was only there because he loved her so. He was wrong, and in the back of his head, he knew it. He had known it the entire time and still he did nothing. And now, here she lay, unconscious, unresponsive. They had done all they could, and they all knew that the longer she remained unconscious the worse her chance of survival became. He talked to her, begging her to awake, to speak, to do anything besides sleep.

"I'm so sorry, I should never have left you. Please, give me another chance," Rafe murmured into her hand so many times that he couldn't remember how many it had been. And every time, he got no response. He waited expectantly, and got nothing.

"Antionette, please. I...I can't live without you," Rafe whispered. It had been a week since Nicolas had hurt her, and still she hadn't spoken. "Please."

"You whine so much, do you know that?" His eyes shot up from her hand, of which he had been speaking into, to her face. Her eyes were slightly parted, a laughing smile on her face. "Seriously, you beat yourself up waaay to much." He moved forward and brushed a lock of stray hair away from her face, a tear rolling down his cheek. He caught it before it landed on her, brushing it off on his pants.

"How much did you hear?" he asked quietly, and she rolled her eyes.

"Everything, all the time, for the past week. Eck. Do you know how annoying it is not to be able to say anything, especially when everyone seems to be coming in and crying at my feet? All I could do was listen, it was a total pain," she replied, her voice raspy. He laughed despite himself.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. I-" She put her hand up, silencing him.

"Shut up. You didn't know. And even if you should have known, you didn't. Get over it and stop beating yourself up. I'm alive," she stated, and he smiled.

"Alright." He'd do anything to make her happy, to make her well. He loved her. She was his soul, his heart, his everything.

"Oh Moon, she's awake," Vivian said when she entered, finding Rafe bent over me, making her mouth fall open.

"Sssh! Are you insane? I don't want a big, old, teary semi-reunion, okay. Just relax," I said, and she smiled.

"You don't get a choice," Vivian replied, turning her head. "SHE'S AWAKE! TONI'S AWAKE!" I gasped, furrowing my eyebrows and glaring at her.

"Stupid! What'd you do that for?" I asked angrily, and she laughed.

"You'll learn to get used to it, sister. Believe me." I heard the rampaging footsteps as everyone ran towards us from different parts of the old inn, making me wish I could get up and jump out the window.

"Do you think I have a chance if I jump out the window?" I asked quietly, just as everyone collided in the doorway at once. They shoved one another and Finn cursed as they all tried to fit in the doorway at the same time. "Wow."

"Toni! You are awake!" Finn exclaimed, and I rolled my eyes as they all crashed into the room.

"Toni! How are you feeling?" Ulf asked.

"I'm so glad you're awake! Do you need anything?" Esme asked, and I turned to whisper in Rafe's ear.

"Seriously, do you think I could make it out the window?" I murmured, and he only rolled his eyes. "Right. Yes, I'm awake. I'm feeling fine, thank you. And a glass of water would be fantastic," I finished, looking at each of them in turn. Esme brushed past them and left the room, Gabriel stepping into the doorway.

"How long have you been awake?" he asked, his voice calm and smooth.

"What? Physically or mentally? Because physically, I've been awake for about two point five seconds, while mentally I've been awake this whole time," I answered, making him narrow his eyes.

"The whole time?" Oh, yes, Gabriel. I heard the whole speech about how Rafe is practically your brother, which pretty much makes me your blood. Yes, I know how much you care for me and how I'm "good for Rafe". Believe me, Gabriel. I heard everything.

"Yes." We studied each other for a moment, carrying on a silent conversation with our eyes while everyone looked between us.

"Good to see you awake," he finally said, turning and walking down the hall. Esme appeared just seconds later, her face curious.

"What happened while I was gone?" she asked, and I shrugged.

"Nothing," Finn stated, his voice seeming astonished.

"What do you mean?"

"You had to be there," Ulf replied. She studied us for a moment, then walked towards me and held out a cup.

"Here." I sat up, effortlessly in fact, and drank. Oh. My. God. It was excellent. I never knew I'd be so glad to have a cup of water in my entire life. "So nothing happened?" Finn laughed, shaking his head at the floor.

"No, something happened. I just don't know what." Ulf nodded in agreement, perching himself on the window sill and sticking his head out the window, staring down at the ground.

"Will's back," he said, jumping out the window. I heard him bounce off the opposite building and hit the ground quietly as he followed him. Esme gave me a comforting smile before she left, shooing Finn out before he could say anything else. Rafe and I were suddenly alone, letting me think for a moment.

"What's up with Will?" I asked, assuming something was. He cracked a small smile, jumping up and crouching on the window.

"Well, it seems he's retracted his previous statement and is fully committed to getting rid of Nicolas," he answered, his voice slightly joking as he smiled at me. That little half smile that always looked so freaking hawt. Yeah, that's right. HAWT.

"Oh. So, he's not mad at you?" He shook his head, leaning back and resting against the frame as he glanced down for a brief instant.

"No." I furrowed my eyebrows and frowned a little, cocking my head to the side as I thought this over. I moved a little, and realized I didn't hurt at all. I flexed my shoulder, my elbow, my knees and legs.

"Huh." This had happened before, after I had been in a bad accident a few years back. Head on into another car, and I was in the front seat. I, thankfully, had my seatbelt on, but I was still pretty messed up. But, thanks to my heritage, I healed quickly and I felt brand spanking new in just a few days. Because I actually was. My body just didn't heal damaged parts like any other species, it completely repaired them. This would probably explain my painful hunger that pressed on my stomach like a vise. "Will you take me hunting?" I asked him after I was done looking myself over, turning my gaze to him. His eyebrows were pressed together in confusion, but a beautiful smile laid on his face.

"Of course," he replied, standing up and holding out his hand. I took it and hoisted myself up, staring up into his eyes like a love struck teenager. Wait, I was a love struck teenager. "Are you sure you're alright?" he asked quietly. I nodded, speaking on to his lips.

"I am perfect," I replied, saying it slowly and purposefully, listening to him laugh.

"That's...great. To the car, then?" I nodded, noticing some voices outside. I walked over to the window and looked out, seeing everyone gathered, grilling out. Interesting indeed. I stepped on to the window sill and jumped before Rafe could protest, landing in a tumble and spring to my feet. Oh, man, I love a new set of muscles, I thought, rolling my shoulders and cupping my hands behind my head. My body normally replaced my muscles about every five years, unless I get hurt, then it may be a little sooner. I can promise you that only people from my clan can say that.

"Com'mon, slow poke! Les' go!" I called, turning on my heel and walking backwards as I looked up at him. He was smiling ear to ear, just like he'd won the lottery. "Like that did ya? There's more! Better hurry up if you wanna see it, though!" I yelled, turning back and walking between the others as I made my way to the end of the alley. Of course, they were gawking like a bunch of pelicans. I raised my eyebrows as I worked my way between them, staring right back.

"Geez," Will murmured, and I rolled my eyes.

"What? Never seen a bad ass bitch jump from a couple stories up?" I asked, and he smiled.

"Only once."

"Flirtatious jerk," I joked back, brushing past Vivian as I listened to Rafe spring off the opposite building and land a ways behind me.

"Hurry up," I whined, lying my hands at my sides and tossing my head back like I was throwing a tantrum.

"Fine, fine. You just have to remember that some of us can't jump at far as others," he stated, coming of behind me and pushing me along.

"I don't pity you, old man. Get over it," I retorted, hearing him smirk.

"Now who's going slow?" he asked, and I heard the others laugh quietly.

"Not smart," Gabriel mumbled.

"Good idea, Rafe," Will joked.

"Yeah, go get your ass handed to you," Ulf smirked.

"You're a dumb ass," Vivian said, making me laugh.

"Vivian just summed you up in one sentence. Nice work," I called behind me, and I heard her laugh.

"Anytime!" she exclaimed.

"How did we end up here?" Rafe asked, staring up at my apartment.

"Habit I suppose. I guess I better go check my mail and see if I've been evicted," I answered, walking through the front door and heading up the stairs. He grasped my hand and followed, putting his other hand in his jacket pocket as he waited for me to unlock the door.

"Forgot my keys," I whispered, extending a claw and picking the lock. Sure enough, I about slipped and fell on all the mail piled on the floor behind the door. I scooped it all up and dumped it on the table as I listened to the quiet click of the door closing.

"How are you suddenly alright?" he asked after a moment of quiet, and I looked up at him. He stood by the balcony doors, studying in the city as he spoke. The sun had almost set, basking him in golden light.

"Well, being what clan I'm from makes it easy for me to heal. Not to mention that about every five years my muscles get replaced, which is the main reason I fell into the coma," I replied, turning back to the envelope I had been eyeing. "It's entirely normal for my people."

"That's interesting. How long does this 'renewal' thing last?" he questioned, and I shrugged.

"Until I'm about sixty," I answered, my voice monotone as I tossed the junk mail on to the floor.

"Sixty? Huh." I pushed my eyebrows together and looked up at him, wishing I knew what he was thinking. I dropped the mail I had in my hand and laid down on the bed, figuring I'd come back for it later. He narrowed his eyes and sauntered over to me, the light catching his hair. "What?"

"I just decided I didn't feel like going through credit card offers," I stated matter-of-factly, taking his hand and tugging on it. He wouldn't budge, and now I was more than curious. "What's wrong?"

"I...," he started, turning his gaze back outside to try and find the words. "I just don't want it to be here." I looked at the floor and considered what he said, realizing I felt the same way.

"I agree. Whisk me away to your kingdom, then," I responded, watching a smile break out on his face. He must have been nervous to say that. Maybe he thought he would have been taking it too far assuming we'd..., I thought, letting it trail off. He scooped me up and opened the doors. "You know, you can always tell me anything."

"Well, now I do," he said with a laugh, making me smile into his neck.

"Don't drop me."

"Never." His lips pressed against mine, thick with passion as the sun finished its final act and fell behind the city itself.

We ran all the way to the woods, not even stopping to rest. I really don't think either one of us had to, the Moon and the forest kept us going. We hunted together, in perfect precision, not even having to communicate. We let our voices echo around us, baying up to the Moon as we made love by the river. And there we lay, pressed against the other as we stared at the stars.

My mind was only on one thing. Him. Beautiful, magnificent, gorgeous him. He ran his fingers over my body as we laid there, feeling every crevasse and turn of me as I basked in his scent. I had never know this feeling before. I felt whole for the first time in my life, I was complete.

"You know, in my family we have litters. Not just one pup, but three or four," I murmured, his fingers pausing.

"What?"

"Just kidding. I couldn't help myself," I laughed, kissing his neck.

"I don't think that would have been so bad." I smiled, his fingers moving against my skin as the Moon coated us in light.

"My either." We sat in quiet comfort, watching the Moon pass over us slowly but surely. He finally let out a sigh, kissing my forehead as he stretched.

"We better go. We'll never get to the city by sunrise if we don't leave now," he whispered, and I frowned just a little.

"I suppose." I rolled off of him on to the damp bank, the warm breeze licking at my exposure as I smiled up at my goddess. She had made sure everything worked out right, almost as if she knew it would. I silently thanked her, sitting up and rolling my shoulders. Ah. I felt fantastic.

"I love you, Antionette. I love you more than the air I breathe and the sun that shines down on me," Rafe whispered delicately into my ear, his fingers tangling into my hair.

"And I love you, Rafe. Just as much, if not more," I replied, nuzzling him with my nose. Our lips met in bliss, everything around me disappearing (again).

"Let's not start this again. We'll never get back," he mumbled on to my mouth as he continued to kiss me.

"I can stop any time I want to," I stated, though we both knew it was a lie.

A/N Sooooo...wasn't that just the sweetest thing so far?! Aaaaww...sometimes, I surprise myself. There's an author out there by the screen name of "broadwaylover07", and I just wanted to give her some credit. I'm kinda stealing her whole "put an author's note at the beginning and end of each chapter thing", so there you go! R&R hmmm?