So, finally they've gotten together! I hope it wasn't too fast but I wanted the story to progress to the next level. Okay, so Vergil makes his grand reappearance, what's going to happen? You'll just have to read it to find out, won't you?

As always, enjoy! I can't believe it's almost at the end already! There's only two more chapters to go after this one folks!

The following morning, Carla woke to find that she was wrapped up in Dante's arms, her head lying on his bare chest, using him as a pillow. She smiled warmly, for the first time in years feeling genuinely happy with her life, and snuggled into him, breathing a contented sigh. She felt Dante stir and his arms tightened slightly round her body and he buried his head in her hair.

"Morning sweetheart." He murmured into her hair.

Carla smiled and kissed his chest.

"Morning." She replied happily.

They lay wrapped up in each other's embrace for a while before Dante's stomach growled loudly, informing them that he was hungry. They both laughed as Carla's stomach joined in and Carla sat up, almost forgetting to wrap the covers round herself as she did. Dante, who had no shame, simply stood up and walked to his clothes, playfully wiggling his butt as he went, causing Carla to laugh.

"you're such a dolt." She commented.

Dante pulled his jeans and smirked at her.

"Yeah, but you know you love it."

He leaned over and kissed her. She sighed into the kiss and smiled as they parted.

"Unfortunately, yes" she agreed.

Dante laughed and left the room. Carla, not wanting to go back to her room just yet, simply went into Dante's drawers and pulled on a pair of his boxers and a clean t-shirt before heading downstairs to cook breakfast.

Dante came out of the bathroom and when he smelt the aroma of bacon in the air, his stomach growled. Deciding to wait until later to put a shirt on, he sleepily made his way down to meet Carla only to be stopped when he saw what she was wearing.

"Umm, are those my clothes?" he asked.

"yep" Carla answered, making the p pop.

Dante groaned and decided he would probably be needing a very cold shower before they trained. He then thought about dragging Carla with him but in the end he decided he would still like to live another day, so settled for suggesting she not wear his clothes unless she wanted him to ravage her. Carla shrugged.

"What makes you think I don't want you to ravage me?" she asked innocently.

The food that was in Dante's mouth ended up across the table as he spluttered in shock at her statement. That was something he most certainly had not been expecting. Carla smirked and proceeded to clear it up, telling him to go and get dressed so they could start training.

"Don't you need to dress too?" he asked her.

Carla nodded.

"yeah, but you take longer than me"

Dante sighed, knowing she was right. He gave her one last kiss before leaving to get ready for their training session.

Carla continued to clean up the mess he left behind but after just a few seconds she heard a loud thud and her movements stilled.

"Dante? You okay?" she called.

There was no response. Immediately, her whole body went on alert and she slowly made her way to the kitchen door before peering out. For a moment, she could only stand in shock at the sight of Dante unconscious on the floor, Vergil standing over him, smirking at her, but she quickly recovered and glared.

"Dante!" she yelled.

Dante didn't even move and if it wasn't for the fact she could see he was still breathing, she would have thought he was dead. She noticed Vergil looking at her in anger and she frowned.

"Why don't you take a photo? It might last longer."

"You are wearing his clothes" he said, indicating to Dante by nudging him in the ribs.

Dante groaned and Carla's anger rose a few notches.

"so what if I am?" she challenged.

Vergil growled and his glare intensified.

"I don't like your attitude. You've changed over the past few weeks and I fear it isn't for the best for you."

"Maybe I'm just not afraid of you anymore."

Instead of glaring, Vergil simply smirked. Carla began to regret her brashness as the familiar chill overtook her. Vergil unsheathed his sword and stepped towards her, but without pausing, she channelled into her energy and sent a small ball of energy towards him. As it reached him, it exploded into a light too bright to look at and he yelled in pain, covering his eyes and giving Carla the opportunity to run.

She decided that upstairs was her best hope as her shoes were up there as well as the weapons. As long as she could get to those things she knew she could hold him off until Dante woke up. She just hoped she'd managed to stop Vergil enough now to see her plan through.