"It's something unpredictable,
But in the end is right.
I hope you had the time of your life."

The woman pointed her gun towards me. But Michael stopped her, "No, stop. She's good. Don't hurt her." Then to me, "Olivia, this is Selene."

She nodded in my direction, and then looked to him in confusion, to which he responed, "She stays with us." She nodded again.

"We must go," She said, I followed them out of the room.

There were people shooting all over the place. We had to run in the opposite direction. Selene was gaurding us, while Michael opened a door. Mistake.

I felt like I was watching Lucian's death all over again. Except this time it was Michael being shot by Kraven, and Selene watching the love of her life fall to the ground in agony. It was almost too much to take.

Selene crouched down next to Michael, and I sat next to her, trying to see if there was somethign I could do to save him. Though I knew there was nothing. The silver nitrate was burning him, jsut like it did Lucian. I watched as Michael gasped for air.

Kraven and Selene began to argue. I couldn't take this anymore. It was all too much. I slid back and leaned against the wall, just next to Selene, not wanting to watch this happen. I hung my head in my knees, thinking I was going to die as well. And not really being afraid of it; I had already lost the love of my life, what else did I have to live for?

Just then, I heard the smallest noise. The tiniest rock move just ahead of me. I looked up, and my mind began to race. He was alive, but just barely. Altough, it did seem as if he had a chance to make it.

Lucian brought his finger to his lips, warning me not to speak, as he crawled closer to Kraven. I didn't know what he thought he was doing. He grabbed Kravens ankle, and then raised his arm, as if to punch, but instead, when his arm came closer to the back of Kraven's thigh, a blade shot out and peirced Kraven.

He yelled in pain. Not a moment later, he back-handed Lucian, who went flying a few feet back. I stood up and ran to him. He focused on Selene and Michael, "Bite him," he commanded to Selene. And when he saw that Selene was listening to him, he turned to me, breathing heavily.

"Olivia, my love," he said, through his pain.

I began to cry again, "You're going to be okay, I can fix you." I said, my voice not even convincing myself.

"Shh shh," he hushed, "Olivia, I love you, I want you to know that, and believe it with everything in your soul. Don't be sad, my darling. Everything is going to be okay." We kissed for a moment then. When he broke away, he looked towards Selene, "Protect her," he said, and she nodded.

Those words meant so much more than a simple command, it was him giving up. He knew he was going to die. I cried harder, I knew it too.

Kraven had finished pulling the blade from his thigh and Lucian sat up, prepared for what was going to happen next, though I wasn't.

"You may have killed me...cousin," He began, "but my will...is done, regardless."

Kraven lifted his gun again. My yells seemed to drown of the noise of the shot, but it was only my imagination. I continued to yell all throughout the six shots that were fired into Lucian's body, finally killing him.

I threw my body over his lifeless one when Kraven ran out of bullets and sobbed harder than ever. But Kraven's startled run, and the sound of footsteps caught a portion of my attention.

I knew that if it was enough to scare Kraven away, I should be scared as well. My inution had me backed into a small crevice in between two walls, not even two feet away from Lucian.

In walked another man, and a few other men. I watched in horror as this man threw Selene off of Michael, and then threw Michael into a wall, breaking it and falling to the other side. I knew it was right of me to hide.

I soon found out that this was Viktor. A feeling of hatred stirred in me. I watched as he took the necklace from Lucian's neck, and I wanted nothing more than to kill him myself.

I stared at Lucian, unable to take my eyes off of him. But when I heard heavy grunting, I turned my head. Michael, the hybrid, was standing in front of Viktor. He pushed him so hard that Viktor went flying from the ledge and into the water below. Michael was gone as well, gone to fight him.

It didn't take long for Selene to follow them into battle. When the room was cleared, I tore myself from my hiding place and hovered over Lucian. I craddled his head in my arms and wept over his dead body. I didn't want to let go.

As they fought below, and I rocked my body with Lucians. Unable to concentrate on anything but the man lying in my arms.

All too soon, they were back. And alive. Which must've meant Viktor was dead. Michael held out his hand, waiting for me to take it.

"I can't leave him," I whispered.

Selene crouched down, "He told me to protect you, and I'm going to do just that. You know that he loves you Olivia. Theres nothing you can do now.."

I let it sink in for a moment. I knew she was right. I nodded, then leaned down for a soft peck on his cold lips. "Goodbye," I whispered, "I love you."

Selene helped me up, and set something in the palm of my hand, I looked down and saw Lucian's pendant resting in my unbandaged hand. "It belongs to you now," she said and then turned to walk. I followed them out of the building.

It was all over, I thought. But I was far from correct.

-ONE MONTH LATER-

I was getting better. Not quite normal, but I could socialize alright with people.

I was at work on Wednesday when it happened. While getting my things from my office before leaving, a wave of naseua hit. I dropped my papers and threw up in the little waste basket next to my desk.

"Ugh," I groaned, using my desk as support to help me up. The little table calendar caught my eye. Well, not so much the calendar itself so much as the little date outlined in red. I lifted it closer to my face and stared in disbelief. I was late. Four days late.

I backed away slowly, not even caring to grab my papers. I tore out of the building as fast as I could. I ran all the way to the little shed in the woods where I knew Selene and Michael were hiding out. Although, they were planning on leaving in only four days.

I banged on the door as hard as I could. "Selene!"

She answered in a hurry, and I flew in, "What is it?" she asked, concerned.

"I think...I think I'm, well I don't know for sure but it's very well possible that...i'm...pregnant." it sounded so strange to say that.

If it was possible, the color would've drained from her face. Michael entered then. She looked at him frantically.

I felt dizzy. I had to sit down. Selene explained to Michael what I was so distraught about.

"What does this mean?" Michael asked to no one in particular.

"It means..." Selene started. "It means that Olivia must leave." I looked up and she continued, "You have to leave Olivia. It wasn't safe for you here anyway, but now that you are carrying the child of the descesed Lycan leader, it makes it all that much more unsafe. Vampires will want to kill you and the child, and Lycans will want to keep the child. You don't have much of a choice."

I let my hand drop to my unchanged stomach. For the first time since Lucian's death, I felt a sense of responsibility. This was my child. Lucian's child. I had to do everything in my power to protect it. I nodded in agreement to Selene.

She took a deep breath, "America is your safest bet. It is far enough away and you will be able to start all over again." I nodded again. She came and knealt in front of me. "Now, there is a problem," I looked up, frightened. "Err, more of a caution....if the child is a boy, there will come a time in his childhool or teen years where he will change. And it wont be a plesant sight. You may even loose your life to his immature Lycan tendancies." I winced, "However, if the child is a girl, she will not change, only carry the bloodline for the next generation."

This was all happening so fast. But I knew what I had to do. I stood up, "When should I leave?" I asked quietly.

"As soon as possible. You can start off with us, we'll get you to the airport. Take as little as you can with you." She said.

"What about money?" I asked, unsure of what to do.

"I'll take care of that, you just need to get home and begin packing. Keep a low profile, don't go out at night, and be ready by Sunday night to leave." I followed her towards the door.

Michael came up behind us, "We'll drive you home." he said and exited the shed. We both followed.

On the ride home I stared out the window, thinking. I let my hand rest on my stomach. I thought about the person growing inside of me. It was not only a part of me, but a part of Lucian as well. With that realization came comfort, comfort in the fact that it meant Lucian was not lost forever. But he would be lived on through his child. The child that I was carrying. Our child was proof that he was real, that our love was real, and that his soul, just like our love, would continue on for all of eternity.