Epilogue

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Author's Note-We'll never know, will we?

After her rough workout with Logan, Shalimar knew that sleep was just moments away as she climbed into her bed. She settled under the sheets, closed her eyes and let herself go dreamless. Or so she thought.

She found herself in a candlelit warehouse, much like a distant memory she had chosen to forget. The candles were the same, the smells were the same, and the voice she knew was long dead returned.

"Hello Shalimar," Gabriel Ashlocke said, walking toward her, "I'm just saying hello, just wanted to tell you that I am still here."

"But you're dead," Shalimar said, "You have been killed twice."

"I'll never die, Shalimar," Gabriel said, his smile turning feral, "You of all people should know that."

Shalimar woke up and stayed awake for a while, staring into the darkness. She knew she could put him back in the cage of her mind, where he couldn't be heard from again, but was he really dead.