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Miles POV:

I looked down and saw her entering a building that smelled strongly of… ungracious substances.

After doing a sweep of the establishment I determined there was only one small window at the top left corner of the roof. I would have to get in and out through the door.

I swooped towards the open door, in Kestrel's haste she had forgotten to close it, I wasn't concerned about changing then and there because, one, I had been wearing shifter skin when I changed so I would be clothed and, two, anyone who saw would just think it was an effect of the coke, or weed, or alcohol, or whatever drug they were high on.

I walked in and was instantly greeted with a string of profanities. "Hey honey, you wanna-" Well, I'm not going to think about what she said.

I declined her invitation, trying to hide my disgust. Ewww. She was like 40 or something! I was 18! (A/N: he is 18 right?)

I saw a flash of gold and my head turned to see Kestrel, who had taken my advice from before the big boom and was dancing with what I assumed was her future meal.

Our eyes locked and she took the man's hand and led him into a corner.

I followed. I reached their position to see her stroking his hair, then his neck, then his chest. She grabbed the material of his shirt and pulled him towards her right as I stepped forward.I took the boy's shoulder and pulled him back.

"Hey!" He protested, his hands grouped for Kestrel and I pushed him back.

"Miles," she sighed, "leave us alone."

"Kestrel, at least talk this over with me." I pleaded.

After staring at each other for what seemed like hours, the man she had been about to drink said, "You guys are starting to freak me out." After another period of time that, again, seemed like hours, he rasped, "I'm just gunna go…" He backed away and left Kestrel and I alone.

"Why did you follow me?" Kestrel asked.

"You know why." I replied.

"Soulmates are supposed to know what the other person wants, right?" When I nodded she continued, "Well I want to be left alone. I don't want a soulmate." When I didn't leave she whispered, "Go away."

"You can tell me all you want that you don't like this, but I know deep down, your heart is singing with joy." I stepped towards her, she stepped back.

"I really really don't want this, okay?" I advanced another step, but this time Kestrel didn't back away. "Miles leave me alone."

"No, I know you might not see it the way I do right now," I persisted, "but you will." I grabbed her arm. "Kestrel, just listen to your heart."

"I don't listen to my heart, okay?" She yanked her arm out of my grasp. "I listen to my brain, and right now it's telling me this isn't beautiful or wonderful or anything you say it is." She looked me in the eye as she said the next part. "I don't want a soulmate. I do not love you. This-" She was cut off as I pressed my warm lips on hers.

Ohhhhh, laughed a voice in my head that sounded suspiciously like Maggie, when did you become a bad boy?

Shut up, this isn't bad, it's fate.

Kissing girls against their will? I call that bad.

It's good. It's not against my will.A new voice entered my mind as Kestrel wrapped her arms around my neck.

After several minutes of mind talk and breathless smooching we pulled away.

"Is it real?" Kestrel asked, sounding very much like a princess from one of those Disney movies Maggie used to watch.

"I'm pretty sure," I smiled, looking at the smoke filled air around us, "Then again, it could just be the meth."

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