Disclaimer: I do not own Devil May Cry or anything that pertains to them. I wish I owned Dante though. He is so cool! I only own the character Gabriel and Amara, but she will not show up much in this fic. So do not sue me because I got nothing of value, except for my PS2 and my Devil May Cry game. Oh and my brand new Devil May Cry 2! ^_^

Lady Deadly Nightshade: Here is chapter 13! *cries* That means there is only 1 chapter left before the story ends! Yes I finally updated! I hope you guys have enjoyed reading the story. It was a pleasure to write the story and I hope to write more in the future. Well enough of my blabbing. On to the story! Oh yea, read and review, please! ^_^ 

Chapter 13- Bittersweet Visit

            Dante slowly turned his attention toward the door. There was another gentle rap at the door. He knew he had to open the door but he couldn't get his limbs to respond, to move an inch. Then slowly, almost robotic movements he was able to walk to the door. Just as the person behind it knocked again. He opened the door and there stood, Trish. (LDN: I fooled you guys. I bet you all thought it was Gabriel *buzzer* nope, wrong! J/K peeps, you know I love you guys! ^_^)

            "Sorry, I forgot my keys." She said meekly. Dante just gazed at her, utter disappointment on his face. She wasn't who he was expecting to be behind the door. For some strange reason he was expecting, well we all know whom he was expecting, but that was impossible. (LDN: sure is! It's very impossible!)

            "What's wrong?" Trish asked worried, eyeing Dante. She didn't expect this reaction from him, just because she had forgotten her keys, especially since she had done it before.

            Dante closed his hand into a fist and clutched the locket tightly. "Nothing." He said thickly, using his voice for the first time in weeks.

            "Do you still want some food?" Trish asked him.

            "No, thanks, I'm going back to bed." He replied and he headed back upstairs. He entered his room, closing the door behind him and paced around. He looked down questionably at the locket in his hand. How could it possibly have gotten here? Dante wondered as he stared at it, still in utter disbelief.

            I brought it to you, Dante. Dante heard a soft, velvety voice in his head. "Wha-Amara?" Dante said aloud, shocked and confused.

            A white light illuminated a darken corner of Dante's room and amongst the ethereal white light stood the figure of a woman. The light faded away, only the transparent figure of a woman with long jet-black hair and green eyes remained. She stood still and smiled warmly at Dante.

            "Amara!" Dante voiced in disbelief.

            "Yes, my love, it's me." She replied in her soft, velvety voice.

            Dante stifled a sound that was between a laugh and a sob, as he heard her voice. How he missed hearing her voice and oh, how he missed her. He wanted to run to her, hold her tightly in his arms to the point where he would never let her go again, but he knew she was not solid.

            "I've missed you so much." He said sorrowfully.

            "And I you, my love." She replied.

            Minutes passed as they stared at each other, silently regarding each other. Finally, Dante broke the silence. "Amara, I'm so sorry!" He said deeply grieved. He tried to hold back the tears.

            "For what?" she asked him confused. "What pains you so much?"

            "I'm sorry for not being there to protect you and our son, Gabriel. I failed you both, miserably!" He said with self-directed anger. The tears he had welled in his eyes had finally reached their peak and the crystalline tears cascaded down Dante's cheeks.

            "Dante, please don't cry! You need no forgiveness; you did the best that you could." She told him, her own voice full of emotion. She didn't like seeing him like this, so hurt, torn and full of guilt. She walked closer to him and reached out, placing her hand on his cheek.

            Dante could just feel a tinge of warm air where her hand touched him, but he couldn't feel any pressure of it.

            "It was our fate to die. There was nothing you could do for us then, but now you can." Dante looked up imploringly into her eyes. He needed to hear this.

            "You must go on and live for us." She inched in closer toward his face and placed a soft kiss on his cheek. "I have to go soon Dante, but before I do, I have to give you a message from Gabriel." She told him softly.

            "Gabriel?" Dante asked wide-eyed. She simply nodded a yes.

            Dante squeezed the locket in his hand. "The reason why he sent me the locket?" Dante offered. He wanted to know why he had it instead of Gabriel.

            "Yes, he thought it would be best if you kept it. He said that where he was, he wouldn't need it. He asked if you could wear it in his memory." Amara told him.

            "Of course, I will wear it. I would do anything to honor him." Dante told her.

            Amara smiled at him, cheerfully. "I'm glad. Now unfortunately I have to go." She said sadly.

            "Amara, please don't go!" he said, a tear cascading down his cheek. "It's not fair, Amara! To have gotten him back and lose him all in the same day. It simply isn't fair!" Dante said pained and he closed his eyes.

            Amara gazed at him compassionately and leaned into him. She wrapped her arms around him and he did the same. He opened his eyes in shock. She was solid to his touch.

            "I'm sorry for the way things turned out." She apologized.

            He held her tightly to himself. "I am too."

            Their faces leaned closer, causing their lips to gently brush against each other. Their lips melded together into a long, soft kiss. It was a gentle kiss but it was still aflame with their love and passion for each other. During the kiss, Amara began to turn transparent again and still kissing Dante, she vanished.

            Dante slowly opened his eyes, to see her gone, but the gentle pressure of Amara's lips still lingered on his. Seeing Amara had eased some of the pain out of him and for the first time since Gabriel's death Dante felt at peace.

Lady Deadly Nightshade: *sighs* No evil cliffhanger to end this chapter, but there is one chapter left. So come back for that chapter, alrighty. I hope you liked the chapter now please review. Thanks again to those of you that review! Those reviews really make my day! ^_^ Now I'll be quiet so you can review. ^_^ Bye! *waves*