A/N Ok, here is the third and final chapter :) And also the smut I promised. So, here we go, if you don't want to read the m rated stuff, stop reading at the I love you's xD

One foot followed the other, as he walked. He saw this road ahead of him, but could make no sense of it. He knew where he was going, though he had never been here before, never even seen this place before and yet he felt oddly relaxed, as if he belonged here. There was just something about it. He walked, still, one foot in front of another, just walking because he just knew where he was going, although where he was to end up, he had no idea.

He saw no one, until in the distance, a figure appeared in the road. With every step he took, the figure became clearer. Features stood out, black hair reflected from a light he couldn't see. and this woman, she was beautiful, and he seemed to recognise her, she was familiar, it was like he'd known this woman for years, though he still could not make out her full appearance. He sped up, desperate, to discover this woman. Each step made her clearer, until finally, he could make her out.

"Mari? Mari is that you?"

"Yes, it's me Eric."

"I, I, uh."

"I thought you were the intelligent one baby brother?"

"You died Mari."

"I know Eric."

"Then what? Why? I, what? am I?..."

"Yes."

"What happened? Where's Calleigh?"

"I wondered when you'd ask that."

"Ask what?"

"About Calleigh baby brother. She's here to, she's waiting for you Eric, go find her."

"I love you Mari."

"I love you too baby bro, now go find her. Go!"

With one last glance at his sister, he took off down the road, now realising where he was headed. He ran, ran in desperation. The woman he loved was here, waiting for him, he knew he had to do what he'd never had the confidence to do. Just as Marisol had, another figure appeared on the road, only this time, he knew who it was. Strands of blonde glistened, and his face lit up. She was the most beautiful person he'd ever laid eyes on. He carried on running, coming closer and closer to the rest of his time.

"Eric?" She called "Is that you?"

"Yes, it's me."

"Where are we?"

"Does it matter? I'm with you."

"No, I guess not." she smiled

"Calleigh, I've never had the confidence to say this before, but..."

"Eric, I love you."

"I love you too Calleigh."

If their smiles could get any brighter, they would project their own light. He took the last step to close the gap between them, finally their lips met, in a moment they'd been waiting for, everything was perfect, nothing mattered but them. Her lips melded with his, tongues fused in a battle of passion. She tasted like nothing he could describe, and she was intoxicating, like a drug. This was better than any of their fantasies, because this was a reality.

"Do you think God minds what we do here?" She teased

"Well what did you have in mind?"

"Now that would be telling." She said, and winked

Just as suddenly, as they'd arrived here, they found themselves no longer on the road, but in a bedroom.

"I guess we have our answer." He smirked

Her response was merely to hum. He met her lips again and pushed back onto the bed. He nibbled gently on her bottom lip, and she pushed her tongue into his mouth. She moaned into him, and from that single sound, he could feel his arousal. He moved his lips from her mouth to her neck, his tongue occasionally flicking over the skin, teeth nipping. As kissed the spot just beneath her ear, she moaned again, and by God be swore that it would be his undoing.

He slipped his hands underneath her shirt, feeling the softness of the creamy skin he so long wished to touch. He felt the muscles in her stomach twitch just slightly under his fingers. He ran his hand up and down her stomach, with each stroke rising slightly higher until his fingertips grazed the underside of bra. Her skin broke out into goosbumps, at the feel of his hands.

He withdrew his hands, much to her dismay, she groaned. He chuckled, but quickly put his hands back to good use, slowly un-buttoning her shirt, revealing more and more of her creamy skin. He popped the last buton through and pulled off the shirt, leaving her clad in only her black, lacy bra. The sight caused blood to rush to his groin once again. Her beauty hit him again, he had to have done something right in his life to deserve this, even if it took him death to achieve it.

"You're beautiful." he told her

She blushed and hid slightly behind her hair, but he was having none of that. He tucked the golden strands behind her ear, and bought her face to his. She hooked her arms around his neck, he moved one hand from her hair to cup her breast, his fingers tracing the swell. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't stop the way her body squirmed from his touch. He used his other hand to reach around and un-hook her bra. He slipped the straps down her shoulders, leaving kisses behind it. His lips trailed all the way down one arm, before going back up, across her neck, and down the other. Her bra fell to the floor, but to her surprise, his eyes never left her face, his lips only returning to her neck. He returned to the spot just below her ear, and he sucked a little harder, likely leaving a mark, not that she cared. His fingers rolled her pebbled nipples gently before trailing to cup her backside. She knew where she wanted him, but she was not going to beg, she never begged ever. He kissed from her neck down, between the valley of her breasts and down to her stomach. As his hand kneaded at her butt, and his lips dangerously avoided where she wanted him, any hope of not begging was lost.

"Eric. Please."

Was that her voice? It had become low, and needy, she didn't recognise it. But to him, it was the sexiest sound imaginable, and he felt himself growing harder. He gave into her pleas, he just couldn't resist. Lips travelled from her stomach, upwards, until he latched onto one perfect breast. His fingers toyed with the other, as to not leave it out. As he swirled his tongue around one peaked tip, she let out a loud moan she didn't bother to told back. The sound caused him to suck a little harder, and she unknowingly arched her back, pushing her chest into him. After a few more swirls of his tongue, he kissed his was to the neglected nipple. His fingers replaced where his mouth had just been. He skilfully elicited another chorus of moans, before he left those perfect breasts. She moved his head up to her mouth, their lips meshing as she undid his shirt, while he made quick work of her fly. She scraped her nails down his washboard chest, taught muscles rippling underneath her. Her hands slipped into his trousers, gripping his hardened length. He gasped, and she smirked. After a few strokes, he extracted her hand, it would be over way too early is her skilful hands carried on like that. She playfully pouted, but gave up on her plan to protest when he slipped off her pants. She yanked off his pants too, not wanting to be the only one naked. His hands gripped her but, before quickly hooking, and removing her panties.

Laying gloriously naked in front of him, she should have felt exposed, but yet she felt oddly comfortable. And to him, the sight was something he'd never get used to, he had to take a moment to take it in. She blushed, feeling his eyes intently on her. Much to his dismay, he drew his eyes away, not wanting to cause her discomfort. He kissed down her stomach again, and she felt how bad she wanted him, her entire pelvic region was throbbing. He continued to kiss south, and she gasped in apprehension. His head was soon between her legs, and he pressed one kiss to either thigh before pressing one to her heat. She squirmed, finding herself close to the edge already, feeling his breath right where she wanted him. Instead of using his mouth straight away, like she expected, he controlled himself, slipping in a finger. He slowly pumped it in and out, making her wriggle, he refused to up the pace until she asked.

"Eric please? God damn it." she finally cracked

"Please what?"

"I want it harder."

He smirked, pleased with himself, and she could find no place in herself to be annoyed. He happily obliged to her request, slipping in another finger and pumping a little harder. She could no longer control the noises she was making, ever moan, gasp, groan, came freely, and even if she tried, stopping them would be impossible. He rubbed his thumb lightly over her clit, and she grabbed the bed sheets. He grew impossibly harder at the sight, and he could no longer deny himself. He added his tongue to his pumping fingers, running it over her clit. She half screamed, her mind had been so distracted she didn't see it coming, and the sensation overwhelmed her. After a few more flicks of his tongue, she felt herself loosing it. She grabbed the sheets so hard her knuckles went white, and her head tipped back. He rubbed his thumb in time, and that was all it took to have her falling over the edge.

"Eric!" she called

He tasted her, and by God he was addicted. The sight in front of him nearly had him over the edge too. Her face was flushed, her golden hair slightly stuck to her face, her head rolled back, pushing those perfect breasts upward. He groaned himself. Why had he never done this before? Those same thoughts were echoes in her mind. Never before had she remembered feeling this good, why hadn't she gone up to him? But now, they were here, and she wouldn't stop what she was doing for the world. Finally being able to think again, she used any strength left to flip him over. She kissed his chest, and quickly removed his all too constricting boxer shorts. She straddled him and the sight above him was quite something. She leant down, capturing his lips with hers as she lowered herself onto him.

She gasped at the sensation, holding still to get used to his size. He grasped her hips, holding her in place, just enjoying the feeling of finally being together as one. When he let go she started up a rhythm. She started slowly, gently, and then as he began to thrust too, she picked up the pace. She thrust harder, and he matched it, they created the perfect pair. He reached his arms up to grasp her breasts, squeezing them, she moaned, and he took his opportunity to roll her over, taking the upper hand. This new position allowed him to thrust deeper, harder.

"Eric, harder, please?"

She couldn't help but call out to him, he was so close to hitting that spot, that she didn't care how desperate or needy she sounded. He couldn't deny her, or himself, so thrust harder, pushing himself in deeper. With one thrust he hit that spot, and she rolled her head back. He continued to thrust, hitting her spot over and over. She was balancing on the edge, ready to be pushed over.

"Come for me baby, c'mon."

As he brushed his thumb over her clit, the waves of her orgasm washed over her, but he didn't stop. He rode it out with her, repeatedly hitting that spot. As the waves started to calm down again, he rubbed her clit with his thumb again, only this time it joined in the rhythm they'd created. A few thrust, followed by a few strokes, and she was balancing on the edge once again. With his other hand he toyed with a peaked nipple, and she fell over the edge. The aftershocks of her previous orgasm still with her, she came, hard.

"Oh, God, ERIC!"

She practically screamed his name, never had she given up control like that before. Her walls clamped down on him, and he came too, only moments after. Together they rode it out. He stilled but didn't remove himself, wanting to keep them together. When she smiled up at him, he finally pulled out and laid down next to her, pulling her into his arms.

"Wow." she hummed

"Yeah, wow."

"Remind me, why did we never do this before?"

"I have no idea."

"It literally took us a lifetime." she laughed

"I would say we went to hell and back, but I'm pretty damned sure this is heaven."

"Well, we are doing some pretty un-heavenly things."

"True, but nothing could feel that good in hell."

"Hmm, and we haven't gone back yet."

With that they fell asleep, happy in the knowledge they had each other forever. It wasn't heaven on earth, it was just heaven, but they were happy. They'd go through death all over again, if it mean they would be together somehow.

A/N Alright, and... finish. I hope you liked it, and anyone who reviews, I love you :D