Thanks for the reviews, everyone! Don't worry about Loke, he'll be fine, but now we shall hear from Mikayla! Enjoy!


Ugh. I thought. Here again. I looked around the dark room once again, trying to find out who was visiting me this time. "Mikayla? Are you here?" I recognized that voice. "Aries?" I called. She came at me and hugged me tight. "Oh, thank goodness! You're okay!" I pulled back and looked at her in confusion. "Why wouldn't I be okay? What happened?" Aries frowned. Instead of answering my question she told me, "You have to stop Loke from doing something he'll soon regret." I gasped. "What's he going to do?" I asked scared. I hope he wasn't trying to take over the world or something. "He's trying to kill Jellal." Aries said, worried. I shrugged. "What's wrong with that?" I asked. "He's an evil jerk. He deserves anyhting he gets. I say Loke can kill him ten times if he wants to." Aries shook her head. "This is bigger than revenge, Mikayla. I'm telling you as a friend. Don't let Loke kill Jellal."

I looked at her like she was crazy. "Why is he trying to kill him anyway? What's going on?" I asked. She placed a kind hand on my shoulder. "Loke thinks you're dead." I backed away in shock. "What did she mean? Then I remembered. When I tried to help Karen, the knife in my side, Loke holind it and trying to get the knife out. Did I die after all that? Oh, God. Loke was gonna kill Jellal because I died. I looked around the room for a way out of here. "Help me escape from here, Aries. I have to stop him!" Aries nodded.


Loke fell on his shoulder hard after Jellal's blast knocked him down. He immediately got up and shot at Jellal with his ring. He was doing this for Mikayla. She died because of the both of them. This was both Jellal and Loke's fault. He didn't care if they both died. As long as he got even. The fight seemed to go on hours and hours, never ending. He could feel himself getting tired, but he didn't stop, he had to do this. Jellal had to die.

Loke, don't do this!

Great. He missed her so much, he was hearing her voice in his head.

Loke, whatever you do, do not throw another punch at him.

What? Was this his imagination? Was Mikayla talking to him? He looked behind him. She was still laying where he left her. It made no sense. He knew it was pointless, but he answered back.

Um...why? He killed you. I think I have every right.

No. He didn't kill me. I'm still alive.

No, you're not. I see you over there, dead.

Look closer.

Loke slowly turned and gazed at Mikayla's limp form on the other side. He stepped closer and peered down. To his surprise, he saw that the ugly gash that was supposed to be there wasn't. Just smooth tan skin. He tried to contain himself, not looking too happy. He knelt down and lifted her head, to prove she was alive. He leaned in and lightly kissed her lips. He pulled back and stared at her face. After a few moments, Loke sighed in dissapointment. He knew it was too good to be true. He just kissed a dead body. Great. "I knew it. She's still-"

She gasped and her eyes snapped open. She bolted forward and Loke grabbed her in surprise. "M-Mikayla?" She shook her head and looked up at Loke's face. She grinned happily. "It worked!" She cried and hugged him tightly around the neck. "God, I missed you so much." She kissed him like she never had before. Loke fifnally realized this wasn't a joke and kissed her back, never feeling happier.

Jellal cleared his throat behind them and they turned. "I hate to interrupt, but this is going to have to stop. Right now." Loke knew what he had to do. To protect Mikayla. "Get Karen out of here and go. Now."

"What? No. I can't leave you." She protested. Loke sighed heavily. "Look, Sweetie, I know what I'm doing, okay? Please." She looked at him with a defiant glint. He leaned down and kissed her once more. "I'll be fine. Trust me." She smiled. "I always have." She parted from him and grabbed Karen. Loke understood the severity of what he was about to do. He took a deep breath, prepared. "Mikayla." He said. She turned and stopped. "Yeah?"

"I love you. I always will. I just wanted you to know that." She grinned. "I know. I love you too."


I ran out of the house quickly with Karen on one arm. "What are you doing, you idiot?" Karen screamed at me. I groaned. No one likes a backstreet driver. "Loke told me to go, okay? Just deal with that." I still didn't know what he was planing on doing, but that didn't matter. As long as he was alrigh-

BOOM!

Dust and debris spread everywhere, even in directions I never heard of. I was knocked off my feet with blast. I sat up and saw the house, destroyed. The flames told me evrything. I ran towards the wreck, not believing it. "Loke!" I called out in panic. "Loke! Answer me! God please don't be dead!" I fell to my knees searching through the rubble. I sobbed uncotrollably. Was this what Loke felt when I was dead? God...

"Hey. Looking for me?" I looked up. Loke knelt down to my level and grinned. "Now you know how I feel." I giggled and hugged him. Dear God, I prayed. I love this man. Please, if it's possible, make it so I can be with him forever. I love him so much. I can't imagine my life without him.


Yay, Mikayla's not dead anymore! Good, huh? Please review!