Chapter 13
The last chapter dum dum dum!. Don't worry, I'm already working on an idea. Sorry, it's not coming for a little while, so keep your mind on this one.
"I'm guessing you slept alright last night?" Shin asked as Samantha came into the kitchen, her hair tossed all around, her eyeliner smeared under her eyes. Her bandages were already blood soaked. She supposed she would go see a doctor.
"Want some coffee?" he asked.
"Anything but decaf" she replied, sitting down. Shin smiled.
"Decaf never did anything for me either" he poured her a cup.
"What are you going to do now?" she asked
"I dunno, maybe try to find a better job. What about you?" he asked. Samantha had dreaded this. She had thought about it before. She didn't know what she was going to do.
"I don't know" she admitted. "Maybe find a relative somewhere in town. I don't think I could go back to my grandma's. There's too many memories in that house.
"You could stay here" he said slowly.
"I don't wanna be a bother…" she started, but Shin shook his head.
"You won't be, it'd be my honor" he faked a bow, and Samantha laughed.
"I might take you up on that offer" she replied. "But I'll have to get some stuff from home"
"I'll take you there. But we have to see Miaka, she called this morning and yelled at me, she thought we were dead". They finished breakfast, and went to the car. Miaka yelled at them for a moment about lack of consideration and how worried she was when they didn't show up last night, but then returned to her happy self.
"Now you can live without fear!" she exclaimed.
"Unless Vicious has another relative out there" Samantha pointed out.
"Where will you go now?" Miaka asked her. Shin cut in.
"She's going to stay with me. Now before you say anything…" Miaka cut him off.
"I wasn't" she said, somewhat offended. They talked a moment longer, and they bid Miaka good-bye.
"Be sure to stop in from time to time. And if you get in anymore trouble don't make me worry myself sick" she warned as they went to the car. When they got to Samantha's house, her grandma was sitting on the front porch, almost waiting for them.
"Good lord Samantha! I was worried sick about you. But, after all, you are your father's child, just a strong headed and never wanting to die" she said proudly.
"Now, I suppose you're going to keep looking for ways to get yourselfs into trouble?" she asked Samantha and Shin. Shin laughed meekly.
"Well, you never know what's gonna happen" he said.
"Samantha, I assume you're not going to be staying here?" her grandmother asked.
"How'd you know?" Samantha asked.
"You're a Spiegel! You can't stay in a boring place like this when there's excitement out there. Your father was that way, never could make him stay in one place" her grandmother said fondly.
"I came to get some stuff and say goodbye" she kissed her grandmother's cheek and went upstairs. She drug a suitcase downstairs.
"There's one more thing I want to get". She went to the basement, and pulled up the tattered old box of pictures and other old emblems of the past. They loaded it into the car, and drove off.
"I found this box in the basement a long time ago, it's just something I have to take care of" Samantha said as she brought it into the house. She lit the fireplace, and Shin put the box at her feet. She threw the contents one by one into the fire, and Shin put his arm around her sholder.
"What's going to happen now?" she asked, as they watched the fire burn away the past.
"I don't know, but whatever comes, we can take on, together." He took her hand.
"Samantha, will you marry me?" he proposed.
Dun dun dun dun dun! Now, should I make a sequel, or leave it at that. Send a reply, simply stating if I should or shouldn't, to