Whoo!!! Here it is… the last chapter (not counting epilogue of course) but first I have to say a few things…

1st…GOMEN NASI!!! I haven't updated in sooooo long! I've had this chapter written up for a month now, but my aunt's keyboard was really annoying to type with and the compy crashes if you accidentally kick the power (it's a laptop) so I got really fed up with typing after chappie 31. Gomen, gomen!

2nd… I went back one day and read all the previous chapters… *cringe* as this was my first fic ever, I guess I can't think it's too too bad, but still… I got annoyed with it… way too mary-sue in parts… and OOC-ness is astonishing. Soo…. I really really really really really really really wanna thank and congratulate all for actually reading this far ^_^ (more individual thankies after epilogue ^_^)

ok now… on with the story!

Dis….aw what the heck, you know it

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Chapter 32: Time to Die

Caleia felt so tired. She opened her eyes and pushed herself up. Dimly, she recollected what had just happened. 'So this is death,' she thought. 'The one realm I could never go to.' She could see and hear the water of the river Styx before her, and the little river guide there, waiting for her.

"Come, child," the soothing voice of the guide urged. "Let me take you to the Afterlife, where you can finally rest and be at peace for the rest of eternity." Caleia's legs wobbled a bit and she took a step back to regain her balance, and found that step unusually labored. After regaining her balance she stood up straight. Turning her head, she look back to the border of life. She smiled.

"Everyone has a time to die, and this is mine," she resolved, taking a deep breath. She walked to the edge of the river and took a step into the raft.

More than ten pairs of had grabbed her from behind and pulled her back.

"What is the meaning of this?" the river guide demanded. Caleia looked from the guide to those who had pulled her back. She saw that those who had pulled her back were black silhouettes of women, all with the Sunstar Keeper's emblem shining brightly on their chests. They all seemed to be wearing robes very similar to what Caleia was wearing, only they were made of the same black shadow that the rest of their bodies were made of. These were the spirits of the Keeper of the Cards of the past.

"It is not her time," one said, echoed by a hundred others. The river guide was silent, almost taken aback, but made no objections. The spirits turned to Caleia. "Go back," they chorused,. "Go back."

"I can't!" Caleia sobbed. "I've died summoning the Blue Eyes! I'm dead! I don't have the strength…"

"You are the Keeper of the Cards, you cannot pass into the Afterlife till there is another!" they insisted. A red glow illuminated Caleia's face and she looked down to find it's source, and saw that it was coming from her stomach. She suddenly remembered the pregnancy test she had done before she had gone on this mission… the pregnancy test that was positive. If she died, then the baby…

"Go back! You have the strength in you. Live, Keeper, live…" And as they urged her, Caleia found strength, strength enough to crawl, walk, and fall back to the boarder between life and death as the past Keeper of the Cards urged her on around her before dropping off at the very last.

One of the spirits hugged Caleia around the shoulder's right before she reached the border. A familiar voice whispered words into her ear. "Raise my granddaughter well." Caleia nodded and smiled as her mother's spirit let her go.

"I will," she whispered back in the instant before she left the realm of death behind.

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Pain shot through Caleia's body, confirming that she was alive. She opened her eyes and a face swam into view; she looked at Seto, who was still holding her and had his eyes clenched shut. She could feel her blood flowing again, and vaguely realized that if she didn't do something soon, she would die…again—but for some reason, that was only in the back of her mind.

She let her senses roam. Morsei's magic was gone, as was any trace of him, as far as she could tell. A whisper of the Blue Eyes was still I the air, humming electrically, though the beasts were long gone. Her father was there, as was Bakura. Her two Shadow Guardian cousins were hurrying there, she could feel their auras, as they weren't bothering to conceal them.

"Caleia!"

Caleia looked up again, seeing that Seto had finally noticed her condition. Yami could be heard stumbling over.

"You're alive!" everyone in the room exclaimed at the same time. Caleia felt a warmth on her chest as the two yamis cast a healing spell on her wound. She whispered a thank you.

"You're alive," Seto whispered again. Caleia smiled.

In a surprised tone, Caleia replied, "Yes, I guess I am." Thinking again, she added. "By the way, Seto, I have something to tell you.

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PLEASIE REIVEW!!!

~Kirsta~