Wassup? LOL. I have the new chapter here. This one will have some answers. Everything from how Chloe is alive to the answer to the proposal. I'm watching DWTS and hoping that Erin and Maks goes on along with Evan and Anna. So, Bu-Bye!

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Previously: I place the box on the table in front of her, opening it to reveal the gleaming ring inside. "I can't imagine a life with anyone else. You're my mate. Will you… Will you marry me…?"

She was silent at first. Just staring at the ring before her with a blank look on her face. "I— I knew this would happen," I mumbled, my heart breaking. I snapped the box closed and left the room. That always how it went. Any attempt or flicker of happiness I got, it always got crushed.

I needed to get away. Not to far that I couldn't hear Chloe. A large oak tree on the edge of my yard is where I decided to take refuge. I was able to climb it easily with my werewolf reflexes and reached an area where I was well hidden by the leaves. The door opened and closed, then Chloe called out my name. I didn't answer, just sat in my hiding place, opening and closing the little velvet box. "Derek? Der, where are you?" her voice was full of tears and I could smell the salt that lied in them. I couldn't bear to have her sad. So I went to jump from my Pedestal, but instead fell backwards out of the tree. I landed on my back with a thud. Chloe shrieked my name, running over and kneeling beside me. "Are you okay?" she asked, checking me for injuries.

"I'm fine," I responded, sitting up. I was fine. A little sore from the fall, but nothing except my heart was broken. "Something wrong?" I asked, eyeing her tear streaked face.

"No," she whispered.

It was silent for a few moments, then Chloe spoke again. "I guess the off is revoked now, isn't it?" she asked, picking up the ring from where it had fallen out of its box in the fall.

"That depends…" I mumbled.

"Derek, you never gave me a chance to answer you. I was at loss of word I was so happy. If it's still open… Derek, what I'm trying to say is I love you and I can't imagine a life with anyone else, either…"

She was almost crying again. I didn't care, I just pressed my lips to hers in a deep, loving kiss. I didn't need the exact word. I knew what she was saying. Without breaking it, I pulled the ring from her hand and slipped it on her slim finger. We had a lifetime together from this point on.

After a while, we went back inside. Chloe had to help me get inside because my legs were giving out on me from the fall. We walked to the main room where Chloe helped me onto the couch, then snuggled into my side.

My thoughts wandered as I played with a strand of her hair. I just enjoyed the moment mostly, but soon, my reality had to end and I had to go back to the real world. "You never told me what happened while I was gone," I said.

She sighed. "You know how that one tear fell from you eyes that night?" she asked, getting straight to the point. I nodded. Of course I did. "Well, somehow, after my heart stopped, it jump started it back up. That one tear brought me back to life. Your dad thinks that it was the whole mate thing. He isn't really sure, though.

"I met with my dad. He brought me here along with Tori and Aunt Lauren. I went back to school with Simon and Tori, but they are the only ones who I talk to there. Everyone thinks I'm some crazy person.

"So much has changed since that day three years ago. We graduated last month so we came here.

"Oh, Derek…"

She burst into tears. I hate it when she cries, so I pulled her tight against my chest and rubbed small circles on her lower back. It took her a while to calm down, but soon she stopped crying all together, falling asleep on my chest. Slowly, I sat up and rocked her back and forth as she peacefully slept.

Her beauty was a little over bearing while she slept, that I didn't notice she started screaming. It broke through my little day dream about Chloe. I didn't know what was wrong with her, but I was going to find out. "Chlo? Chloe? Wake up, love," I shouted, shaking her shoulder vigorously. The screaming continued, but her eyes snapped open.

Finally, after minutes, the screaming started to fade, then completely died out. "Chloe, sweetie, what's wrong? Why were you screaming?" I asked, my voice seeping with worry.

"N-n-nightmare," she stuttered. I pulled her into my arms and held her as close as I could without hurting her. Tears poured out of her sapphire blues.

"You wanna talk 'bout it?" I whispered when she calmed down enough.

"Uh-huh…" she mumbled. "It was t-that night I-I died. I've been having t-that nightmare ever s-since then. It u-used to be every night; now it's j-just every other week."

Her voice was so sad. I wanted nothing more than to make that go away. But I didn't know how except be there for her. And that's what I did. I held her and was there for her.

She had stopped crying, but her body was still wracked with silent sobs. She was shaking, her whole body trembling.

I wonder if she's in shock…

It took about an hour for her to calm down completely. She just stopped crying, the tremors ending. "Can we go back to Buffalo? Even with Tori there to tell them I'm fine, Aunt Lauren and Dad have been worried about me and were reluctant to let me stay here last night. If I'm here any longer, they will call non-stop," Chloe said.

"Sure. Do you want to eat something first?"

"No. I'm not hungry. I ate a lot for breakfast." She gave me a dazzling smile when she said that I returned the smile, picking her up bridal style and carrying her to the door. Then I set her down, taking her hand to lead her to my truck. She was still clad in my shirt and I remembered her other clothes. Putting her inside, I then ran back to pick up what she left.

The car ride to Buffalo was pretty quick. The roads where clear and I was driving pretty fast. About… 120 mph I'd say… I made small talk with Chloe almost the whole ride there. She told me mostly what had changed since I left.

Dad turned out to be Tori's biological father. Simon knew and was freaked out by it in the first couple of days but slowly grew used to it. Tori was a different story. She was outraged but eventually settled down.

Great… I have a sister…

Simon went through a ton of girls. A dozen to be exact. They didn't last any longer than three months. Except for the last one. Vikki Huntt. She has been with him since the beginning of the second semester of their senior year.

We were finally pulling into the condo that Chloe had told me to go to. She was sleeping now and her soft snores filled the silence of the car.

The condo was in the process of being remodeled. I wouldn't be surprised if Chloe was seeing ghosts left and right. As I turned the truck off, the front door slammed open to reveal a half-asleep middle-aged man. He was clad in pajama pants and a Hanes t-shirt. The light shining into the dark from the door illuminated form.

He stood there a moment, then walked toward the truck. I was already out, walking around to pull the sleeping Chloe from inside. The man grew closer and I could see his face was etched with worry, eyebrows furrowed like Chloe did when she was frustrated or worried. He must be her dad.

By now, Chloe was already cuddled to my chest, sound asleep. Mr. Saunders, at least that's who I'm assuming he is, was closer than before, almost in front of me. "Is she okay?" he asked, taking the last couple of steps and placing a hand on her forehead to check for fever.

"Yeah. She's fine. Just sleeping. Long drive over here," I told him. He nodded.

"You're Derek, right?" he asked, heading back to the house. I followed responding with, "Yes, sir."

"And what makes you think you're right for my little girl?" he asked. Yep, definitely Chloe's dad.

"I love her, sir. I will only love her." The last sentence I didn't speak as loud, but with the quietness of the night, he could hear. He stopped abruptly when I said it, pondering for a moment. He went back to walking, closing the area between the door and where he stood.

Once I was inside, I took Chloe to her room where Mr. Saunders directed me. Chloe said everyone was staying here; they wanted to keep a low profile. Some of the experiments had gone off on their own, though.

Placing Chloe in her bed and tucking her in, I left a kiss on her forehead. By now Mr. Saunders had probably told everyone we were here and they would probably want to see me. But then I remembered the time and figured he went back to bed.

With my thoughts figured out, I crawled into bed next to Chloe and wrapped her in my arms. Unconsciously, she snuggled deeper into my chest.

"Good night, love," I whispered before falling asleep.