Really, this is just a continuation of chapter 13 but I didn't want to put up a new chapter 13 so I put it up as a new chapter.

I estimate about...8-ish chapters and DEFINATLY an Epilogue.

Enjoy!

He stayed with me for a little while longer, but Two-Bit can't stay still that long. We decided to visit Soda and Steve at the DX. I was reluctant at first, but in the end I went with him (and by "went with him" I mean, he literally picked me up, kicking and screaming, and carried me out the door until we were far enough away from the house that I couldn't make it back to the house before him).

After he set me down, we walked side-by-side, but when we got closer he started jumping around and acting the fool, which, of course, made me laugh. We opened the door and saw the usual sight of Soda surrounded by a hoard of girls. He was totally at home in the crowd, getting all the attention.

"Hey, Soda!" I yelled jokingly. He turned to us and his smile got impossibly wider. He managed to extract himself from the girls and loped over to where Two-Bit and I stood. We sat at the nearest table to us and talked. We talked about school mostly, along with football, fights, and anything but the 500 lb purple gorilla in the room. Ponyboy and Johnny, or should I say the lack thereof. Soda told a particularly funny story about something one of the girls did and we burst into laughter, but the door opening interrupted it. We looked up at the door and my heart simultaneously stopped and jumped up into my throat. It was Dally.

Steve was just coming out of the shop part of the DX to work the front. He stopped wiping his hands on a rag the moment he saw Dally, but quickly gained his composure. Dally walked up the front, leaned against the counter, and started talking to Steve in a low voice we couldn't overhear. After a few moments he turned and made his way to the front when Soda grabbed his attention.

"Hey, Dal, come over here!"

Dallas turned and walked the few steps to where we were sitting. I scooted closer to Two-Bit who started to put his arm around my waist but then thought better of it. Dallas stood beside the table, one hand in his pocket, and one hand holding the cigarette he was smoking.

"I have something I need to give you," Soda said as he reached into his pocket. He pulled out a folded piece of paper that he handed to Dally. I had caught Soda sitting quietly in Pony's room writing. This must have been the fruit of his labor, a letter to Pony. "If you go down to see him, can you give this to him please?"

Dally silently nodded and put the letter in his pocket. He then turned to me.

"Lana, can I talk to you?" This startled me. I wasn't expecting it. I turned to look at Soda, who told me with his eyes that I shouldn't go with Dally. That immediately made up my mind.

I got up and quickly walked out of the DX and didn't turn around until we were in the alley beside it. I turned suddenly to face him and I realized just how close he was to me when I ran in to his chest.

He clutched me to him, "Do you really think I would let you go so easily?" he murmured into my hair.

I pushed against his restraints "I wish you would." As much as I loved him and wanted it back, I didn't want it to be like this. I could smell the alcohol on his breath. I didn't want this to me be crawling back to him and forgetting everything. What he did was unacceptable and he needed to prove himself.

He tensed. My answer was apparently unexpected, but didn't he understand?

"What?" he asked through his teeth.

"You heard me," I said quickly. Why was I suddenly being so…so strange?

His reaction was swift. His hand clamped down on my arm and I found myself against the wall.

"What did you say to me?" he was angry. I had seen him worse but never directed at me. It scared me.

"Dally, Dallas stop. You're scaring me."

"What are you saying Lana? You want me gone? Is that what you want?" the sense of de je vu was overwhelming.

"Dally, Dally just stop. Listen to me!" he got closer, our faces were almost touching.

"Why should I?" his grip on my arm tightened becoming almost too tight.

Tears began to form and I squeezed my eyes shut to try and hold them back.

"Dally, please. Just-" he stopped me with his lips. It was quick; he was trying to trip me up and persuade me.

"Listen to me now," he peppered me with kisses everywhere. On my face, my neck, under my ears, everywhere he could get. It made me crazy. After only a few moments of it, I couldn't contain myself. With my free hand I cupped his face and brought it to mine.

I kissed him passionately, with all the emotions that I hadn't been able to let out with him gone. He let go of my arm and put it behind my head to bring me closer. Since my arm was now free, I wrapped both my arms around his neck. He pressed against me and put me on his feet so he could kiss me better. He ran his hand slowly up my sides until he reached my arms. He unwrapped them from around his neck and held them over my head and against the wall. He moved his lips away from mine and to the side of my neck. I gasped in pleasure and he smirked.

I had missed this. I had missed him. I had missed feeling him pressed totally against me, how perfectly we fit together, like two puzzle pieces that were always meant to be together. We were supposed to be together. We were so perfect, so the same.

He took my wrists in one hand and the other traced down my arm, my face, and my neck until he reached my shirt. It was a button up and he started teasing with the first button.

"Dally," I gasped, "Stop, Dally. Not here." He stopped and sighed.

"You're right. You're place or mine?" he asked.

"Yours. I don't think anyone would be too happy if they caught us."

He smirked and then picked me up bridal style and carried me to Buck's, kissing different parts of me as he went.

So...what did y'all think? Do you like them being back together...kind of (they're kind of back together...I'll explain more in the next chapter).

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