Yaaaay, new chapter of Life's Not A Fairytale! I'm so excited. This chapter is gonna be so amazing! This chapter is for ChocolateMilkLOL and escamval13 for their reviews and alerts and alaxbird and LegoSlyCooper for their alerts. Thanks a bunch. C: So, enough talk, let's read this chapter, k? They finally reunite!

Your POV:

You wake up feeling numb-actually, you can't really feel anything. You move your hand and then feeling comes rushing back, and that's when you register that you're not sleeping in your bed. You touch the side of whatever it is, and you realize you were sleeping on a bench. Were you sleepwalking again? You groan and you sit up, the light from the streetlamp hurting your eyes. After they adjust, you look around. Your heart stops, and then violently rams inside your ribcage.

Everything is animated. And in the distance, you see the familiar lights of the tower. You pinch yourself to make sure it's not just a dream. You feel a sting on the skin. It's not just a dream!

You race off the bench and look at your hands. You're covered in fur. You head down the street, towards the Eiffel tower (remembering the hideout is on the other side of it from where you are). Even if they aren't there, all you'd have to do is wait. You remember the key being on the roof. You feel something wet hide your head, and then it starts to rain. It's light at first, but then it really begins to pour.

In a few minutes, you hear footsteps that start out as walking, and then they stop. At first, you believe they've reached their home until you hear them pick up again. This time, they're running, and they're getting louder-which means, they're running towards you. You panic, feeling a wave of fear come over you, and you outrun them.

Your heart beats even faster and your lungs and legs soon begin to burn, and your breathing gets rougher. He's getting closer. You don't even want to think about what he wants from you-you don't stop. You keep going until you hear a voice from behind you.

"Cerlie!"

You skid to a stop and almost fall on your face. You turn, and you see someone you thought you would never see again.

It's Sly.

"Sly?"

You lock eyes-it's defiantly him. No one else has eyes that brown. Neither of you say a word for a moment, before you find yourself in Sly's arms. You wrap your arms around your neck as he lifts you up and tilts his head. It takes you a second to register what's happening. You're kissing Sly. You don't protest; you just take his face in your hand and kiss him back. You break away for just a second. "I missed you." You murmur.

"Not as much as I missed you."

You stay that way for what seems like only seconds, but is really almost 15 minutes. He puts you down. "We need to get back to the hideout."

You nod, as both of you are completely soaked. You're almost 100% you're going to get sick if you don't get out of the rain soon. You and Sly turn down the sidewalk, his arm around your waist and you gripping his shirt, your feet splashing the puddles and sending water in every direction.

When you come across the hideout, you burst open the door and a startled Bentley stares at you. "Cerlie…?" He starts.

You smile and nod. "Bentley." You're really home. You finally have your friends back, and that hole in your heart is finally filled.

But why's Bentley in that wheelchair?

…

You and Sly changed clothes, since they kept your extra skinny jeans and shirts while you were gone. You take the scissors and cut your hair so it's back to shoulder-length. You look around in all of the rooms, but you can't find Murray. Bentley's already gone to bed. You're in Sly's room, sitting next to him on the bed. "Sly," You ask. "What happened while I was gone? Did you guys get the Clockwerk parts?"

He nods. "Yeah. All of the Klaww gang members are behind bars." He's quiet for a minute. "And Neyla's gone for good." Seeing your face, he begins to explain.

He tells you about how they managed to get the Contessa in jail, and took down Sean Bison and shut down all the spice operations in Canada. It turns Arpeggio was behind it all, tricking you into getting all of the Clockwerk parts to create a new body for him. Only, Neyla stabbed him in the back (she was actually his protégé) and took the Clockwerk frame for herself and became Clock-La. With Carmelita's help, they finally destroyed Clockwerk forever. Sly almost ended up in prison, but thanks to Bentley and Murray, he escaped before they even reached the police station.

"Sly, where is Murray?" You ask. "And why's Bentley in that wheelchair?"

He looks down and sighs. "Bentley was injured after the battle with Clock-La. He can't walk anymore." Your heart hurts. "Murray blamed himself, and he said he wanted to find his spiritual center. He left a few months ago."

You bite your lip and a wave of guilt washes over you. "I'm sorry, Sly. Maybe if I had been there, I could've done something."

He kisses you. "Don't say that. It wasn't your fault-and what happened to you, anyway?"

You shrug. "I dunno. I just…I got attacked on the Contessa's tower, and when I woke up, I was in the hospital…with my parents."

"And?"

You shrug. "And that's it."

He smirks. "You didn't fall in love with anyone else?"

You roll your eyes and toss a pillow at him.

I love this chapter. I'm seriously happy with it; I think it's amazing, even it's only three pages and less than 1,000 words!

See you!

~Mimi