Authors notes: I hope you have enjoyed this story, as short and confusing as it has been. There are only two chapters left, as much as I want there to be more. I'm afraid there is nothing left to write about, the only thing left is the end. Sorry about the length of this chapter but I'm exhausted and feeling a little down because of my other story. 70 people have read it and only 5 reviews, three of which are by my friends. Kind of a downer, I have to say! Plus, balancing two stories is a hard task. Anywho, enjoy and review! Help brighten my mood. : )

"She knew.. I think she knew."

Kit's POV

"How long do you think this will last?"

It had been months of quiet, not a single threat towards us from Garden. But.. they'll come after us.. I know they will. It's just a matter of when and how. I'll be waiting, and trust me.. I'll be ready.

"What do you mean?" Vincent took a seat next to me at the table, a look of sudden worry crossing his face.

"They'll come after us. They'll find us. Squall will send them." He'll have them kill us, without a moments remorse. He wouldn't look at it as killing his daughter and her only love. But as a job, an everyday thing. We'll just be another paycheck to him, nothing more.

"Let them come and fight us. Those bastards won't stand a chance against me. Don't worry, sweetie." He tried his best to reassure me, and usually it would work. The frown would be lost from my mouth for quite some time until I found something new to fret about, but not this time. Vince.. Can't you see? We're goners.

I stood up from the table, glancing out one of our only windows. "It's alright though.. I don't fear death. Not with you here, not while I'm in this place. You're right, let them come. We'll beat them.. together."

Together..

"Kit, I've been meaning to ask you something.." Vince came from behind me, and took my dainty hand in his. He slowly lowered himself to the floor, sitting with one knee bent, looking up at me. "We've been together through everything.. stuff most couples will never have to go through. And through it all, we've become closer and closer. It would an honor to have you as my wife, Kit Aislyn Leonheart. Will you marry me?"

I've never been the type to cry, it never came easily to me. And everytime I'd feel them come, I would do my best to hold them back. But this time.. I couldn't hold them back. All my life, I believed I was going to be alone. That no man could ever love someone like me.. A self-destructive, unexperienced, dark, quiet, lonely girl. But then he came.. Vincent changed everything. He made me want to wake up every morning.. He let my scars heal.

"..Of course." I fell to the floor, wanting to meet him at his level and nuzzled into his protective arms. "You have no idea how much this means to me, how much you mean to me.. Vince.." The tears seemed to never end, they flowed so freely out of me.

"Stop it, Kit Kat or you might just make me cry, too. And you don't want to see a manly guy like me cry now do you? It's not a pretty sight, trust me." I felt him pull me closer and brush his perfect lips against mine. The kiss deepened and we were as close as our bodies would allow us to be, neither of us wanting to spoil the moment.

"How in the hell did you get so perfect, Kit?" Vince was the first to break our breathless kiss, signalling that he finally needed some air.

"Oh.. I'm not perfect. But maybe once we're married, your perfection will rub off on me a little." I winked and stood back up, the stiff wooden floor can only be comfortable for so long.

"Hmm.. Wait.." Vince grabbed at my arm, slowly standing up in the process. He began to remove the wooden bracelets I so commonly wore, trying to be as gentle as possible. But I don't think he found what he expected or what he wanted the most.

"Vince.." Don't judge me.

"I don't get it.." He traced the marks with ease, trailing down each and every line. The fresh ones hurt the most, but there weren't that many. I'd gotten better at controlling myself, but somehow I don't think my progress would please him. "I thought you had stopped. You did, didn't you? Kit.. I make you happy, don't I?"

"Yes.. More than anything." Stop taking it the wrong way, Vince.

"Then why?"

"I.. do it to punish myself. You know, I shouldn't be as happy as I am. I'm supposed to be miserable, that's who I'm supposed to be. Day in, day out, crying my eyes out whenever I'm alone. But when I'm around you, I'm never sad. Just guilty.." And it's a feeling I can't force away.

"Sweetie.. We'll really have to work on that, huh? Don't do stupid things like that. There is no need to feel guilty, you deserve to be happy, you deserve it more than anyone else I know. And that's why you're going to be my wife." He smiled at me, I love it when he smiles.. "So stop being sad! We're going to be married soon! I love my Kit, and I hope you love your Vince."

I laughed for a moment and quickly reassured him, "Yes, yes, I love my Vincey-poo!"

"Now that's more like it!" His friendly smile soon turned into a mischievious smirk. "Now.. Let's head to bed!"

"Viiince!" He grabbed me and carried me over to the darkened bedroom.

Somehow, all of our arguements turned into this. But hell, I'm not complaining.

Rae's POV

I walked away from the scene, with Dan close behind me.

"I just couldn't take it anymore, Dan. She's always such a bitch to everyone! I guess I just sorta snapped.." I know I really didn't need to defend myself, it was plain and clear as to why I did it. Still.. I felt horrible. Being a bad ass is hard work.

"Well, hey.. it was only a matter of time before someone else did it. At least now you can say that you're the first. And anyway, that was pretty awesome.. I've gotta say, Rae, I'm impressed." He came from behind me and put a reassuring arm around my shoulders. "Don't beat yourself up over it. Whats done is done. Now all we have to worry about is Kit and Vince, where in the hell could they be?"

"No idea.. well.. maybe I know. But I can't just tell you out in the open like this, you know Squall is looking for them. And.. he isn't happy. Once he finds them.." I paused for a moment, sighing out of fear. "I don't want to be the one to give him the final clue."

"Alright, we'll talk later then. See ya round. Oh, and after seeing that punch of yours, I wouldn't mess with you for a million gil." He took off down the hallway, almost being stopped by the disciplinary committee. Like father, like son..

Now.. I'd better lay low for a while, I don't need Squall suspending me. Oh god, what if he does?

I'm in big trouble.

Kate's POV

That stupid whore, she'll pay for what she did to me. I hardly think my pictures will turn out as beautiful as always next week if these marks don't heal soon. My agency doesn't need an ugly girl, after all.

Brad.. What can he do about this? Probably nothing, they're related. I don't think he'll sink that low.

Well, maybe after a night with me I'll give it a shot. He wouldn't refuse me after that, I mean.. I'm Kate Trepe, the most gorgeous girl in the school. Long blonde hair, blue eyes, not to mention barbie's body. I might not be the smartest girl in the world but I know how to ruin lives. You're next, muffin! And I'll be screwing over that bitch Kit, too. Brad knows where she's hiding, I'm sure of it.. I wonder what Squall will say.

Vincent's POV

"We need to be married soon.. you need to be my wife!" I pulled her closer into my arms, snuggling into her messy hair.

"You think? But.. I guess it will have to be a quiet wedding, right? Us getting married without any witnesses.. Sweet but not exactly what I imagined." I heard a low sigh escape her lips. "But that's fine. As long as you're there and willing to love me for the rest of your life, nothing else matters."

"I'm glad you think so. You're all I need." We could do it sometime this week.. I'm sure she wouldn't mind. It's not as if we have anything else to do, other than sit around waiting for our fate to take a turn for the worse. "What about this week?"

"What about tomorrow?" Kit turned to face me, smiling with her entire face. "I mean, why wait? We've been waiting for so long.. and who knows how much longer we have?"

I wish she wouldn't talk like that. Like tomorrow was going to be our final day..

What if tomorrow is the last time I'll wake up, turn to face her and just stare for hours.. just watch and think about how much I love her and how much I can't imagine being without her? What if this fairy tale was to end?

Is the ending going to be a happy one? In the end.. should someone die?

"I love you, Kit." I tried my best to chase the thoughts away, wanting to leave them in the back of my mind for however long I could.

"I love you more, Vincey." From the corner of my eye I could see tears falling from Kit's eyes..

She knew.. I think she knew.