AUTHORS NOTE:WOOO! Even I was surprised with the last chapters ending, and I wrote it! Sorry for adding such a cliffhanger but I needed to set up the foundations for one of the fluffiest maltara moments ever. You reviewers are literally who keep me writing is. And I still haven't decided to write a sequel or another maltara story! Can you reviewers help me? YOU ARE NOW MAL FALLON You watch Natara slide he gun back over to Shawn and you see him aim it at her. You know what you have to do in that moment, and you don't regret it for a second. You see Shawn pull the trigger and you jump in the path of the bullet, and you know that by doing this you have saved Nataras life. You feel the blood flowing from your chest and the sharp pain. But everything feels kind of numb. You know this is a bad thing, and that you will probably die. But you keep going, you look up at Natara and see the tears starting to pour from her eyes. She bends over and grabs your hand and you squeeze it "Nat, just hold on. Just stay with me" you whisper, and she puts her hand on your cheek and you smile. You remember one thing you have to say before you pass out "Natara, I love you, just, remember me okay?" She looks at you and you swear that she looks happier than you've ever seen her "Mal, I love you too"She says, and you swear your hearts about to pop with happiness. You know that if you die now, you'll die the happiest man alive. YOU ARE NOW NATARA WILLIAMS You watch Mal, and try to apply pressure to his wound. You radio Blaise and say "Blaise, Mals down on the roof, get a ambulance" You hear her reply "Roger that" and then you have to drop the walkie talkie to apply more pressure to Mals wound. After Mals revelation that he loved you, you finally figured out that you love him to. And not just a crush, you are full one hundred percent in love with him. You hear Oscars footsteps behind you and he crouches next to you. "Nat, I'll wait downstairs and lead the ambulance up " He says, and you know he heard you declare your love for Mal. But at the moment, you don't care. You hear Mal coughing and you look into his eyes. His eyes say what his mouth can't. That he loves you, and thats he is trying to hold onto life, just for you. After what feels like hours, the paramedics come up and put Mal on a strecher. You follow them into a ambulance and you just hold Mals hand, dreading for the moment you have to let they put the breathing mask on Mal, you put your lips to his and you kiss. Even though Mal is half unconscious and you are crying and tired, its still the best kiss either of you have ever had. It's the one you've always dreamed of. 3 HOURS LATER YOU ARE NOW NATARA WILLIAMS You sit next to Mal, well he's laying on his hospital bed and you're sitting next to him. He's just got out of surgery and they say there's a 50/50 chance of him surviving. You just hope Mals lucky this time, he always said it's better to be lucky than smart. Oscar left as soon as Mal got out of surgery, and he said that he'd talk with you later. You know you will break up, because you now know that you belong with Mal, and that you always have. You hold his Magnum in your left hand, the one that he was shot with. You hold it up to the light and you see a small inscription underneath. It says 'To Mal, for when you need something to have your back, and I'm not around, from Natara' you remember you getting this inscribed when you bought it, and Mal saying he had it taken off because it made him look silly. It now makes your heart leap bounds to know that he kept it, and that hes loved you all this time. You put your hand on your stomach and feel your growing bump, but what Mal does not know is your having twins, two little boys, and that he has to be there for them, whether he likes it or not. "Mal, please stay with me, please, I need you to be there for me, like you always have been" you whisper, and hold his hand, just so you know he's still there, even when your asleep you can feel his hand. That's all that's keeping you calm at the moment, and you know that without Mal, you wouldn't be able to live your life at all.