This is a bit different from what I typically write, but when an idea comes - I must let it out. Please do tell me what you think in the reviews, thank you for your love and support.

Love Never Dies,

Bella

Prologue

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It Never Happened

It was about midnight when the two walked into the crowded bar, a tension filling in the air between them as they went to get drinks.

"Oh stop being so shy, Dani-O. Get a drink, or two – Whatever you want, on my dime." Cam says, leaning back into the leather bar-stool he was sitting on. Daniel glances over at Cam, pursing his lips as he debated. Daniel wasn't a big drinker, it wasn't his thing. But, you couldn't just go to a bar and be offered a drink and say no, in a way - It was almost impolite.

"Fine, um. . ." Daniel paused for a moment as he thought about what he wanted. "A rum on the rocks, then." Daniel shrugs and leans on the bar, crossing his arms on the marble counter and watching Cam as he ordered the drinks. Daniel knew why Cam was doing this – Out of pity, probably. They wouldn't have even been near each other if it hadn't been for the fact that Luce had died, again. It had been at least a week since Luce's last death, and Daniel was still going through 'the rounds'. But, he felt an odd. . .Wholeness now that he was with Cam. Daniel came to conclusion that it was probably because they had once been close like this before, they had spent a lot of time together before he had crossed over.

Daniel and Cam had both secretly missed it.

Their drinks came, then another one, then another, and it kept multiplying through the night. Cam couldn't keep his eyes off the joyful drunken Daniel at his side, who was smiling and laughing more than he had in the past millennium.

It was when Daniel started to lean into the direction of another female when Cam felt the urge to stop him. Cam hadn't known why the urge came, or why it mattered. He bought Daniel here to get his mind off Lucinda and Daniel was doing just that by flirting and drinking.

He'll regret it in the morning, Cam's thoughts blurts back to him – As some sort of reassurance to stop Daniel from starting his advancements to the female beside him. It's best just to get him to leave now.

"Yo, Dani -" Cam leaned forward and nudges him in the rib. "We better get going, it's late and you've had your fair share of drinks." Cam raises both eyebrows in questioning as Daniel looks back at him, glances at his drink, then the girl, before finally looking back at Cam – Nodding slowly.

"Ya, you're right." Daniel grunted softly as he sat up in his chair and placed the glass on the counter. "Where are we heading?"

"Lets just get a hotel or something, you buddy-" Cam pats Daniel's shoulder as they stand up and start to head out the bar after Cam pays their tab. "-are in no condition to be flying tonight." Cam teases lightly as they walk out, Daniel rolling his eyes and running his hand through his tousled hair.

They had easily gotten a room at the Holiday Inn, two blocks away from the bar they were at. Cam's arm slung over Daniel's shoulders, supporting the drunk at his side.

"Remind me that you can't hold your alcohol next time we get drinks together." Cam mutters, rolling his eyes as he helps Daniel into the elevator. "You'd think you'd be a bit more classy with drinking."

"You'd think you'd be a bit more classy with relationship decisions, but you aren't, are you Cam?" Daniel slurred back, leaning back against the elevator wall, his gray eyes boring onto Cam. Cam smirks and shakes his head.

"You should be a drunken sass more often, it suits you."

"And. . And you should. . ." But Daniel trailed off, with his partially drunken state of mind, he couldn't exactly think of a clever comeback and decided not to speak at all. Cam snickers and looks up at the doors as the elevator halts to a stop on the third floor, "Alright, come on princess." Cam teases, wrapping his arm back around Daniel as he slightly stumbles forward and holds him by his side as he had before. By the time they had gotten to the room, Daniel seemed to be able to walk – Somewhat – on his own, tearing away from Cam's embrace once they were inside the room.

"Hey, I'mma hit the shower – You think you can handle yourself?" Cam says, raising his eyebrows at Daniel, who sat on the edge of the bed and started to pull off his shoes.

"Ya, I'm just gonna lay down." Daniel shrugs and nods his head in the direction of the bathroom. "Go ahead and jump in, I don't care." Daniel didn't know why Cam was assuring anything with him all the sudden, it wasn't like he had ever before – In fact, Cam didn't generally give a damn what anyone thought about his plans or doings.

But, there was an odd comfort with the fact Cam had told him. Why? He had no idea, and at the point, he was to exhausted too care. Daniel watched Cam disappear into the bathroom as he unfinished taking off his shoes. He sighed, his eyes never leaving the door – Some sort of. . . of. . .

Longing, was it?

You shouldn't be longing anything but Lucinda right now, you bastard. Daniel's thought's barked at him, making him cringe slightly and pull his eyes away from the white door and look towards the window. The shades were open, making it possible to see the overlooking view of the Atlantic Ocean, the moonlight glistening on the water. Daniel rose to his feet, walking toward the window and standing in front of it, staring out into the distance with a clear yet silently buzzing mind.

Daniel heard the faucet to the shower turn on from the bathroom, causing him to shudder as if the cold water had just fallen on him. It was an odd sensation, one that ran through his body and ignited him like fire.

What the hell?

Daniel blinked in confusion after the shudder had escaped his body, at least somewhat. He could feel it pulsing through him, still burning his veins and causing his heart to ache. His hand flew up to his chest where his heart was, his fingers feeling the thrumming pace under his t-shirt. Daniel felt hot. To hot. His hands reached behind him and he yanked his shirt over his head and began to pace.

Still too hot.

Daniel rubbed his face and sat on the bed. He wasn't even sweating, he was just. . . Uncomfortably warm? Daniel sighed, coming to conclusion that it was more than likely to be 'the aftermath' of Lucinda's death. His body was still wasn't used to it. Being away from her this long, not feeling her presence anymore. He didn't dare to believe there was any other reason.

"Daniel?" Cam spoke as he came from the bathroom, approaching Daniel, who had his head in his hands. "What's wrong, is it Luce?" Cam sat beside Daniel, watching him with concerned eyes, his warm hand coming up and rubbing Daniel's bare shoulder.

"Ya." Daniel pauses, lifting his head and turning to face Cam. "Or, at least I think it is. I think I had to much too drink." Daniel mumbled, his pale eyes pulling away from Cam's emerald green ones, but before his head could turn away – He felt Cam's hand release from his shoulder and suddenly fly to his cheek, swiveling Daniel's face back towards him. Daniel gasped, his eyes widening in shock. Even Cam was stunned by his own movements, but he couldn't help himself.

"Let me numb the pain, Daniel," Cam whispers, his head tilting slowly as he leans closer to Daniel. He could feel Daniel's warm breath against him as he cautiously moved forward, parting his lips and closing his eyes, before finally – Their lips met.

It felt as if the world shattered around, and the only feeling they had was central at their lips, at their fingertips as they connected with each others bare skin. Their lips molded together perfectly, movements perfectly synchronized, it was almost as if it was meant to be this way. Daniel's fingers crawled into Cam's damp black hair, tangling them into the black tangled mess. Cam groaned softly into Daniel's mouth, his hands slowly pushing Daniel's eager lips away.

Daniel looked wildly into Cam's eyes, his eyes being an intense shade of violet. Cam's thumb traced over Daniel's plump bottom lip, his eyes boring into his.

Approval, Daniel immediately thought, he's asking for approval. Daniel quickly nodded in response to Cam's silent questioning eyes, never moving away from him, but only inching closer to him again. Cam breathes in Daniel's intoxicating scent, his nose brushing along Daniel's jawline as one hand strayed down his backside, tracing over his shoulder blade and down his spine. Daniel's violet eyes never left Cam's green ones, a unbreakable stare raising the tension between them.

Cam began to kiss up Daniel's jaw, back to his lips. When they met for the second time – It still felt as if they were to combust. And neither of them wanted it to end.

Cam leaned Daniel down on the bed, slipping in-between Daniel's legs as his fingers twisted in Daniel's tousled blond hair. Their lips continue their earth shattering kiss, their tongues bounding into a slow and sultry tango. Both of them had forgotten their problems, everything for that matter – It was them, in their own personal bubble of blissfulness.

Their hands were all over each other, tracing over their beautifully sculpted bodies, feeling their skin, learning their do's and don't's. It was an exploration that both of them very much enjoyed. Their lips found new places on their bodies, leaving hickies and trails of wet kisses amongst many areas. It had also been the first time either of them had been able to feel like this, to feel such a lusting, such a passion – the feeling of falling, but instead, you were flying. It was exhilarating, fierce, and uncommon.

Neither of them had been experienced in this sort of thing – But neither of them cared, they went with what felt right, what they knew. Cam was a tad more experienced than Daniel, who was a virgin before this night. He knew the right places to kiss, he knew how to find the sensitive spots on Daniel, he knew easily was turned Daniel on. And Daniel was thankful for Cam at this point. He didn't think about Lucinda through the night, he didn't think about the depression he was suffering from – It was just Daniel and Cam.

At least for that night, it was.

Daniel had woken tangled in the sheets, faced away from Cam – Who he hadn't noticed sleeping just on the other side of the bed. He had a throbbing ache in his head from the over-drinking from last night, his body felt sore, and he had no recollection of last night's events. Daniel slowly sat up, swinging his feet off the side, putting his head into his hands as he tries to collect himself, trying to understand where he was, why he was naked, and what exactly happened last night.

"You're not taking off now are you?" The deep voice from behind startled Daniel, making him jerk his head in the direction of which it came and his eyes met with the intense emerald green ones that belonged to Cam.

And it all came flooding back to Daniel, the bar, the kiss, the touches, the feelings. It made Daniel's heart flutter and his breath catch in his throat. Cam smirked and scooted over to Daniel, grabbing bicep and beginning to lean up for a kiss – But Daniel jerked away and stood up, leaving Cam on the bed alone.

"Are you insane?!" Daniel barked at Cam, not bothering to look at him as he quickly gathered his clothes from the floor and pulled them on. Cam blinked, stunned by Daniel's sudden aggressive tone.

"What did I do?" Cam didn't sound like Cam right now, he sounds. . .Weak – Vulnerable. Daniel scoffed and turned to face Cam. "You know exactly what you did, Cam."

"I did what you wanted last night, Daniel." cam continued calmly, his green eyes soft with fear.

"I was drunk! You don't listen to a drunk person, you tell them no!" Daniel tore his eyes away from Cam and pulled on his shirt.

"So, now what, then?" Cam asked, his eyes still locked on Daniel as he rushed around the room, getting his things.

"It never happened, that's what." Daniel shook his head and tore his hand through his hair, turning towards Cam. "We don't talk about it, we don't think about it, we don't tell anyone – It never happened." Daniel made a slicing motion with his hand and fixed his belt.

Cam stared at Daniel, a frown forming on his lips. Cam hesitated, sighing before speaking, "You can't tell me you didn't feel anything, Daniel." Cam croaks, his voice broken but trying hard to suck it up. You don't break down, you're Cam Briel.

Daniel laughed it off, turning away once more from Cam. He couldn't bear to lie about that part, not to Cam, not to his face. "You're nothing more than a rebound, Cam – last night? It was nothing, and it never will be."

And it never will be.

Never.

The word echoed inside Cam's head as his eyes stare off, a blank expression on his face as he felt the pain he never thought he'd feel again.

The pain of a heart break.

Cam heard the hotel door click open and slam shut, causing him to cringe and his heart to leap in his chest again.

It never happened.

They never happened.

That was easier to imagine than having to deal with the ache that grew within Cam and Daniel.