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I'm posting early for VannaMa'Kayla and Emilyjaden101 Hope you guys like it.

It all had to be a bad dream, a really bad dream. Okay it wasn't a total nightmare but it was pretty close. I'd met the most annoying boy in the world, fallen in love with him, and then sacrificed my life for him- sure it would make a great box office romantic movie, my life not so much. Things like that just didn't happen. Paul would interject that people didn't become 'superhero's' everyday either, but that was old news. News that after about a year, he was just starting to accept as normal. Everything I remembered was just a dream, it had to be. I'd wake up and my life would be normal. My mom would yell at me for how disrespectful and rash I was, I'd head off to school, Amy would meet me with coffee, and school, school would be the same it had been since last year. Jake would still be following me around and everything would be back to normal. It was all a dream.

I could feel my pillows under my head, and the soft sheepskin blanket tucked under my chin. It was all as it should be. Wait- something was wrong. There was someone in my bed. That was not normal. I couldn't remember Amy sleeping over. I opened my eyes and looked around. There was a guy in my bed, a very hot guy. Something was familiar about him though, very familiar. I pushed myself up and realized that there was a bandage wrapped around my chest, I can't remember what might have happened. When I moved the guy woke up and looked at me putting a hand on my cheek, and pressed his lips against mine. I raised my eyebrow at first but as soon as his lips touched mine, I knew this was my mate, the one I'd love for the rest of my life. Alek.

"Chloe" He whispered when he pulled away. He didn't stay away for very long though; again he pressed his lips to mine this time his hand wrapped around the back of my neck pulling me towards him. He pressed down and I laid down again this time he was on top of me.

"Just be here when I wake up, alright. Tell me you love me, when I wake up. Let me know this was worth it. Let me know I'm not stupid." Those words flashed into my mind and I could remember certain things that happened. I pushed Alek back and sat up. He searched my eyes.

"I just came back to life, Alek, I don't want to suffocate and die again." He smiled and sat back.

"Chloe, I can't believe that you died to save me. Why would you-"

"Stop." I told him, covering his hand with mine. "I love you. You're my life mate." His eyes grew wide and I panicked for a moment, had we never said that before? He shook his head swallowing and blinking. I frowned; I did tell him to tell me he loved me when I woke up. "I'm sorry did I-?" I trailed off.

"No, not at all. I just never expected to hear those words come out of your mouth. I have wished and prayed that they would but, I never imagined you would actually say that." I looked down. Something was bothering me. I'd died before- twice actually, and come back almost immediately with no side effects other than I was down one life.

"How long was I-" again I trailed off.

"You were dead" He faltered when he said that. "For almost a day." I could hear his voice shake. That shocked me, almost a day? I'd never been dead that long. What was really bothering me however was that I was having trouble remembering the last couple weeks.

"Where's my mom?" I asked turning to get off the bed, grabbing my phone as I did. I heard Alek scramble to follow me. I was already dialing my mom's cell phone.

"She's out of town." I held the phone up to me ear, it was ringing.

"What about Jasmine?"

"She's spent the past two nights at a friend's house." He said looking at me funny.

"Chloe? Why are you calling-"

"Mom!" I darted into the bathroom and closed the door behind me leaving Alek outside.

"Chloe, I'm in a meeting, is this really important."
"I died last night mom, yeah it's kind of important." Her jaw snapping closed was audible over the phone.

"Why haven't you called me before now?" She asked her voice tense.

"Because I just came back." I told her. There was silence over the line for a minute.

"How were you killed?" She asked.

"A knife, in the back." I was reluctant to tell her the last part, she would just tell me how I wasn't being careful and watching.

"How soon was it removed?" I thought for a moment before I realized I didn't know. I placed my hand over the phone and opened the door just enough for my head to poke through. Alek was sitting on the corner of my bed staring at the door.

"How long was the knife in me?"

"I took it out, after I killed the assassin, before you died." I nodded and closed the door. I told my mom.

"Why were you stabbed in the back?" She asked. I could tell she was upset, and I was just waiting for her to reprimand me.

"Because I was saving Alek. We were hugging and I saw the assassin heading for Alek and I turned so that the knife went in my back." I knew she was holding back now, I could hear the anger and frustration in her voice.

"Well dear, when you are killed by an assassin, you are brought back almost immediately. When you give up a life, like you did-" She paused. "You have to find your way back, and it often takes longer."

"I can't remember the last few weeks either, mom?"

"Another, side effect. It will come back."

"Mom, don't be mad. I wasn't being rash, for once, mom. I thought it all through."

"I'm not mad at you." She growled.

"Mom, I'm not deaf."

"My daughter was just killed, Chloe. I love you; I'm upset that I lost you again."

"I love Alek, mom. He's my life mate." She was quiet again.

"I have to go Chloe. I'll see you when I get home on Monday." She hung up.

"The love you was implied." I said to an empty phone. I leaned against the wall for a moment and closed my eyes. I wanted to remember, I wanted to remember why I loved Alek, and I wanted to remember what we had done. I vaguely remembered something about a carnival and Nate. He was dead. I could remember dancing at a club with Alek, I could remember running. My head hurt, I opened my eyes and walked outside. Alek was still sitting there. I smiled at him and walked over. He stood up and wrapped his arms around me. I buried my face into his chest and squeezed him tightly.
"Are you hungry?" he asked quietly. I thought for a minute.
"I have been dead for a day, I think I could eat." One of his arms fell from around me but he didn't let go completely as we walked out of my room. Something caught my eye on the counter. I shrunk back but Alek caught me in his arms.

"I'm sorry-" I shook my head and walked over picking the three pronged knife up in my hands. I held it up staring at it for a long time. "I'll get it rid of it." He said reaching his hand out to take it.
"No, I want to keep it. It's special, to us." I said and put it down on the counter again. Alek looked in the fridge and pulled some things out. He started cooking while I stood behind him, my arms wrapped around his waist. I inhaled deeply, taking in his smell. It was comforting, and I knew that I wouldn't mind having that smell around for the rest of my life- or Alek.

Okay guys, so seriously, if you like it, tell me. I'm thinking i'm going to end the story soon because interest seems to be dying down. If you want it to keep going, you gotta let me know!