(I Don't Own Twilight or the Idea or Story I just simply like extending the stories I read)

We were out on the lawn when I remembered Ginny.

What had I been thinking about if not Ginny?

"VEGA! STOP!" I said on his back. He stopped and dropped then scooped me back in his arms with alarm

"Why? What's wrong?" he said looking into my eyes.

"I… Where's Ginny?" I asked sternly.

"She's inside 'resting' like you were. Do you want to go inside and see her?" he put me down softly and kissed my cheek.

"Yes, I would…. What happened after I fainted? Or rather 'died'" I made quotation marks with my middle and index finger and bobbed them.

Vega laughed at my motion, and fell on the grass in a heap keeping up his slightly high-pitched hyperventilating laugh. I bent down to him and he grabbed my waist pulling me onto his chest. We lay on ground for a couple of minutes until I heard a familiar motherly voice calling me and Vega's names.

"Eagle! Vega! Where are you…." Ginny was walking closer and closer to us. We just laid still. I secretly wished she would go away and I could just lay on Vega's soft chest and sleep, but a part of me wanted to run to her and make sure she was alright, after the car accident. The memory of the gory scene, her crushed legs, and bleeding neck pushed its way into my blank mind.

She was appon us, staring down at Vega and I twined in each other's arms.

"And what the heck are you be doing?" she said crossing her arms and raising one black plucked eye brow.

I looked up at her, slightly embaresed but pleased she was happy and well.

I was speechless, her legs were fine and her neck didn't even have a scar from when Vega bit her.

I got up slowly and hugged her.

She embrassed me as well and her pitch black hair fell on my shoulder and my white blond hair twined with hers. We were The Ying and Yang.

"You too are like Ying and Yang! right?" Vega said getting up from the ground and brushing him self off.

"Duh," Ginny said lifting her head off my boney shoulder and I lifted mine as well.

"well of course you new mirrors are more popular today… sorry I haven't cot up with the times." He scratched his head, then took my out of Ginny's arms and set my back on his chest so I was leaning on him like he was a wall but this wall was holding me tight to it, never wanting to let go.