Hey guys, I'm sorry if I kept you waiting with this chapter , I just have a serious case of writers block and have benn busy with other stuff lately.

So anyway, please enjoy:)

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight if not Bree and Diego would be living happily ever after by now


Chapter 7: Juntos para siempre

Bree's POV~

It was just a dream. It had to be.

But vampires can't dream.

So, it was real then? Or was it just a mistake, someone who looked like him? I stood rooted to the ground with a million thoughts rushing through my mind. It was like I had been awakened after a long, traumatic nightmare. All this time, I had struggled to contain myself, my feelings and my sorrow. I tried to convinced myself to move on and that he would want me to be happy. But no matter how I smiled on the outside or how happy I looked, I knew it would always be just a facade. I knew I would never be able to fully accept that he was gone...but now, here he was - standing right in front of me, with those familiar, wide eyes and that gentle face. His beautiful features were mingled with shock and relief and his mouth was half-open as he stared at me.

No words could be used to describe my feelings. Ectasy, bliss, euphoria... they were nowhere near what I was feeling. However, I couldn't let my emotions overwhelm me just yet. What if this wasn't true? What if it was some kind of illusion? I would never be able to pick myself up again if it were. Taking it one step at a time was the best way to go.

Still stuck in my trance, I took baby steps towards him. As I got closer, the desire in me surged. I was near my breaking point. I wanted to run to him and hug him, to tell him how much I missed him, but I reminded myself of the precautions. I had faced too many blighted hopes. Slowly, I got nearer and nearer to him. It was clearer now. As sunlight peered through the leaf canopy, I was sure it was him. No illusion could glow so beautifully. It was just like the time when I first saw him under the sunlight. Like a fallen angel, smiling at me.

I was now only a metre away from him, uncertain whether or not to move any closer. He had not moved an inch since he saw me. Doubt gripped me. There was only one reason I could think of for him not moving. He didn't feel as happy as I was to see him. I quickly shook off that dreadful thought. No, this is Diego! I chided myself. He would want to-

I never had the chance to complete that thought. Diego had suddenly hugged me and lifted me from the ground. I gasped, too shocked to think. "Bree! Oh, I thought I lost you!" He breathed into my hair, his voice pained. I tried to speak but no words came out, so I just nodded fiercely.

When he had finally released me, I took a good look at him for the first time after what seemed like an eternity. He hadn't changed. Except for his torn clothes, he was still the same Diego I admired and adored. And the thing which made me happier than anything else was that his feelings had not changed either. For one horrifying moment I thought he had forgotten me, but almost everything was the same as it was before. Finally, after a few minutes of silence, he turned to look at Edward and Rosalie. Edward was standing a distance away from us, his expression calm and understanding and I knew he had put two and two together and figured out our complicated story. However, Rosalie was fixing us with an icy glare, pouting. I looked apprehensively at Diego, but to my surprise, he too was staring at her with contempt. I saw his jaw twitch for a split second.

"Wait, what is it? What's going on?" I asked, confused.

"You!" Diego pointed at Rosalie. She looked away indifferently. "You told me that Bree was dead!"

My jaw dropped and my eyes darted to Rosalie, who was absent mindedly flipping her gold locks. "And so what?" She challenged. "As if I need any more trouble in my life" Her eyes brushed past me when she said 'trouble', Without another word, she strided back towards the wood.

I turned to Diego. "What...? What did she say?" I croaked. Anger was now etched on his face.

"...That heartless woman..." He shook his head. " I asked her if she had seen you, since she was one of our kind. I told her you meant everything to me and it was important that I find you. And... she told me that you were dead and that she personally witnessed it." He swallowed. "You don't know how heart wrenching that was for me. All along, I was convinced that you were alive because I managed to pick up your scent. I began tracking you but I often got thrown off course due to some revolting dog smell. Then...when I asked her why I could still pick up your scent if you were really dead, she said it was because you were killed by the werewolves and your scent remained on them..." He trailed off and glared at the forest floor. I could see his clenched fist shaking uncontrollably.

I was speechless. I knew Rosalie did not like me. Correction: she hated me. But to tell Diego that I was dead...she had totally crossed the line. Did she hate me so much she wanted me dead? Or perhaps she already treated me like I was dead?

I clutched Diego's shaking fist and smiled at him. He looked at me, calmer but still agitated. I decided that it didn't matter what Rosalie nor what anyone else said anymore. What really mattered was that he was here with me, and I with him. At long last, we were reunited. "Nevermind. We're together now, aren't we? That's the only thing that matters." Diego grinned back and held my other hand. We must have been staring at each other like idiots for a long time until Edward cleared his throat.

Diego's eyes darted quizically from me to him, then to me again. "Who is he?" He wrapped his arm tightly around my shoulder.

"I'm Edward Cullen. Nice to meet you." Edward was beside us in a flash. Diego looked at me doubtfully and I nodded.

"I-I'm Diego."

"Come on, lets go home and introduce him." Edward had already started walking away.

"But, wait! We haven't even told the others yet. Is it okay like this?" I blurted, confused.

Edward turned to face Diego and I. "You've already decided, haven't you? To be with him forever."

I felt my stomach lurch. Crap, I had forgotten all about his mind reading. Diego laughed and I felt my insides do a backflip. "So...we were thinking the same thing, huh?"


I hope my writing was up to scratch in this chapter -.-

I know this one is short so I promise I'll write a longer one for the next chapter

R&R and til then, this is Luna signing off~~

PS. In case you're wondering, the title's in Spanish:)