Well….I was able to update before my trip…hope you likey!!!

"Vale?" I asked my whole body feeling like it had just been rung out.

"Oh…I think he's downstairs with the doctor in a conference room," I heard a voice, an all too familiar voice.

"Vincent," I gasped my eyes flying open. There he was in front of me….smiling. I was surprised to see he hadn't brought his tramp…opps I mean Charlotte….with him, "What are you doing here?"

"I was worried about you," his voice was low and he was leaning over the bedrail to look in my eyes, "I need to talk to you Kallie."

"What?" I asked the bitterness crawling through my voice.

"I love you Kallie," he stated smiling like it was the simplest thing to say in the world, "I came for you. I was so worried about you. The doctor said your heart had stopped before. That you were dead."

"What?" I asked the word dead echoing in my head…the fortune teller's voice saying it.

"Well he obviously brought you back," Vincent smiled watching the heart monitor as my heart beat had increased and was returning a tinsy bit back to normal, "You have no idea what I had to do to get here."

"Vincent I can't…you don't," I was stuttering for the words that would tell him that I didn't love him; that he couldn't have possibly have loved me.

"What in the hell are you doing here!?" Vale was standing in the doorway his face red with rage.

"I came for what is rightfully mi..." Vale had Vincent all of a sudden by his throat.

"She is not yours little brother," Vale was saying—more like growling at Vincent, "she's mine. I love her."

"You had once loved me…" I heard a voice say to my left. Her voice like bells and when I moved my head to look at her it was like I was looking in a mirror. She looked just like me almost…not entirely but you could mistake us if you just glanced at us for a second. It suddenly dawned upon me why Vale liked me so much, "Vale please let go of him."

"Danielle," Vale gasped momentarily letting his guard down and Vincent was able to get away and he ran to my bedside, "what are you doing here?"

"Vincent said you had changed….but it doesn't look like it," she said crossing her arms, "Vincent why did you want me here?"

"I want you to give him a chance," Vincent said as Vale just stood there, "you two love each other….you two did."

"But Kallie," Vale asked suddenly turning to me searching for my eyes and once he had met them I saw his face tighten like it was in pain.

"Vale," I said my voice still weak but it rang with truth….truth that hurt even as I said it, "you never loved me. You loved me for the fact that you thought I could be your Danielle. Please Vale, I'll be fine. I could never be her replacement."

"But Vincent," Vale said suddenly turning towards his brother, "what sick game are you playing?"

"You are perfect for Danielle," Vincent said smiling and taking my hand, "and I am perfect for Kallie."

"Wait Vincent," I said knowing that there was no way I wanted to go with him either, "The reason I'm telling your brother to go is because in his eyes I was someone I was not. I'm not going with you either because in your eyes I'm something I'm not and don't want to be, something that you want just because it meant that somehow you had beat your brother."

"It's not true," Vincent said but even as he yelled it recognition was in his eyes, "it can't be."

"At first it wasn't," I explained knowing full well what I was saying, "you liked me at first but Vincent after Charlotte came back you wanted to throw me away because you were jealous of your brother…When he wanted me….you didn't want that. Then you tried to make me jealous with that slut Charlotte, but when you realized I wasn't coming back….Vincent I'm sorry but I'm not right for either of you."

"Kallie," Vale was by my side as he spoke, his voice kind and gentle like he was talking to an infant, "I'm so sorry for what I've put you through. I'm so sorry Kallie; I never meant to hurt you. I did like you Kallie, I do love you but not like that Kallie and you're right. Seeing Danielle next to you I know that I thought you could be her. I'm sorry Kallie."

That was love….no not screw me love but love. I felt the tear fall down my cheek as he went to wipe it away. While he was doing this I hadn't even noticed Vincent had left the room, it was only until Vale walked back over to where Danielle was.

"Kallie," her voice rang out as I saw her lock hands with Vale, "thank you for taking care of him. I know he can be a real handful sometimes."

"I thought you hated Vale." I stated looking at her. They did seem right for each other. Just looking at her you could tell that she could be gentle but also hold her ground…perfect to keep Vale in check.

"I did," she stated and I got the hint that what she was saying wasn't meant for me, "but that was before I had accepted who I was….what I was really. Then I realized that I had made a mistake….just because I had loved Vale before I was bitten didn't mean I had to stop loving him after." Then turning to me she added, "thank you Kallie."

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The Paris Loft Two Weeks Later

Vale and Danielle had gone back to the US. As for Vincent I found a note stuck to the front door when I got home.

Kallie,

I couldn't get you out of my mind but after seeing Vale care for you I knew that even though he hadn't loved you he was still so gentle; that I could never be the same to you. I'm going home, and my marriage to Charlotte is a couple of weeks from now. I believe that Vale has spoken and made arrangements with my father. I wish you the best.

Sincerely,

Vincent

The arrangement was that I would stay in Paris; living next door to the LaTonisa's who were paid a very nice sum to look after me and keep me safe. I had already been over to their loft three times this week alone for dinner. Lily and I were constantly playing board games and just hanging out. She would start working in the shop next week. Vale's father let me keep the loft and made me full owner—after Vale convinced him that I would never tell a soul what they really were. Vale and Danielle are scheduled to come back to Paris in a month to see how the shop and I were doing. Danielle didn't know it yet but Vale has plans to propose to her under the Eiffel tower….it didn't bug him that much when I mentioned it was originally Marco's idea—the one thing I've learned about Vale is he doesn't mind breaking the rules to make the ones he loves happy. I was supposed to be in the hospital for a couple more weeks but Vale broke the rules to check me out of there—he knew I had enough of sitting on my arse all day.

"Kallie," I heard the old lady fortune teller say, interrupting my thoughts, from across the square.

"You were right," I smiled at her as I took seat across from her, "I did die."

"Car accident right?" she smiled grasping my hand into hers.

"Yeah," I answered smiling not at all surprised she was right—being what I had been through I learned to accept the unexplainable, "Vale was driving and…"

"Those damn sheep." She smiled, "it seems like everything worked out though. You're alive now; more alive than you've ever been before—now free to find your own love."

"On my own terms," I felt my mouth twist into a smile as the sun was setting over the gardens of Versailles, "for once in my life."

And she lived happily ever after!

Wow that last line….go ahead re-read it….yes for once in her life Kallie can make her own choices. I hope I didn't disappoint anyone too much! And if happy ending aren't your thing….just believe that she died in the car crash….after all she did before medical technology brought her back! I've enjoyed writing this and reading all of your reviews! Merci (that's "thank you" in French) and look for a new story soon….as soon as I get back from Quebec….I leave 2marrow!!! Thanks again and please review!!! Please please pretty please!!!!!