Hi again! Thanks to everyone who has reviewed. You make me warm and fuzzy inside! This may be the last chapter of this story, but if it is I will write a sequel. Please R&R.

Disclaimer: I do not own Silver Kiss, but I do own an imagination!

Zoë couldn't comprehend what was happening. Her neighbor, her mother's friend, was threatening to kill her! Zoë was going to die. 'Oh wait, no I'm not. I'm already dead.' Zoë gave an inward chuckle at her own stupidity but her mind immediately went to the next issue. 'When she shoots me, I won't die. What will she tell everybody? Where is Simon?'

"Now Carol, you don't know what your doing! Just put the gun down." Zoë reached for the gun but Carol took a step back.

" I know exactly what I'm doing bitch. I don't know how you survived that fall, but I'll make sure you meet your bastard father and son of a bitch mother in hell." Carol aimed the gun again and cocked it. "Any last words?" (Very clique but what are you going to do).

"Just one. Why?" Zoë looked at her pleadingly. She was just trying to buy time so Carol wouldn't shoot her. 'I really don't want to suck her blood, but I might just have to.' Zoë let her fangs slid out part way getting ready to attack if she needed.

"Shut Up Bitch! That was three words!" Carol pulled the trigger and Zoë braced for impact, but the bullet missed. "DAMNIT. THE NEXT ONE IS IN YOUR HEAD!" Carol cocked the gun again but Zoë jumped and knocked her to the ground. Simon ran in from the kitchen.

"What's going on?" Simon looked at Zoë on the floor and spotted the gun in Carol's hand. Simon bent down and looked straight into Carol's eyes. She shook a little, as if she was having a seizer, than went rigid. Zoë stood up slowly and took the gun with her. They both stared at the immobile figure on the floor.

"Why were you trying to kill me?" Zoë asked looking at Carol. After what Carol said about her parents she wanted to know.

"Your father never loved me. No matter what I did." A single tear ran down Carol's face. "You are the symbol of a love I could never have." Zoë could not under what Carol meant. A symbol of love?

"What do you mean?" Zoë said taking a step closer to Carol, her voice dropping dangerously low.

"When your mother started getting sicker, you father came to me for… sexual urges. I thought it was love but it was only lust." Carol said this in a monotone voice, her eyes clouded over. Zoë swung her arm around and slapped Carol's face. She went flying across the floor and Zoë followed.

"You're lying, YOU'RE LYING. My father LOVED my mother!" It took all of Simon's strength to hold Zoë back. He couldn't let Zoë kill Carol. She would just regret it later. He picked her up like a sack of potatoes and started walking to the kitchen. Zoë was still screaming and clawing at his back but he ignored the pain. She could never really hurt him.

BANG…BANG…BANG

Two shots hit Simon in the butt and the last one went into Zoë's head. Carol stood laughing hysterically and doing a little jig. Both Simon and Zoë were on the ground in momentary shock from the gun. Zoë could feel the bullet lodged in her brain move and make its way to her skull. After her body pushed the bullet out it pulled itself back together. Simon was having a similar experience.

(I am putting this next part in because it is one in the morning and I want to have some fun, please don't yell at me.) The two bullets that hit his ass were also making there way out of his body. This tingling sensation started from his lower back and moved up his spine making him shiver. He clenched his butt cheeks and waited for the bullets to exit his system. 'This is the weirdest sensation I have ever felt, but know I find myself strangely attracted to this and pineapple upside down cake.' (okay pretend that never happened, just don't shoot me)

Zoë stood up slowly and looked at Carol straight in eye. Carol was still smiling that crazy person smile and was now pointing and laughing at Zoë. 'I'm going to kill you bitch' Zoë let her fangs slid out and jumped at Carol's neck.

"No Zoë, don't do it" Simon tried to grabbed her foot but he missed. By the time he had pulled Zoë off of Carol she was dead. Zoë stared at the body of her father's mistress with a satisfied smile. 'I only wish that my father was here, than I could kill him too!' The minute she thought that memories came flooding back to her. She remembered her father coming to her school plays and concerts. She remembered barbeques at Carols house and how Carol had always given her an extra brownie. 'She probably just wanted to impress my father.' But even thinking this didn't make the pain go away. Zoë wanted to disappear, she wanted to not exist, to never have to feel this pain again. She looked down at her blood-covered hands and saw they were slowly becoming transparent.

"Zoë you have to stop now. You don't know what your doing!" He desperately tried to grab her but his fingers went right throw her outline. "Zoë, you can't leave, I love you!" He said the last part in a half-whisper to himself. He had always known he loved her, he had loved her the day he left and he loved will he was gone. When he saw her fall off the hospital he thought he had lost the only good thing in his never-ending life.

Zoë turned around to look at Simon. 'What did he say?' Zoë thought. She felt her molecule changing and it was becoming harder to stay still. 'No, I can't leave yet. I need to find out what he meant!' She hugged herself, willing her body not to move. Simon wrapped his arms around her now visible shoulders and whispered in her ear.

"I love you Zoë, I always have and I always will." Zoë rested her head on his shoulder for support. Her head rested perfectly in-between his head and shoulder. She lifted her head so that their eyes met. Simon leaned in and kissed her. They had kissed before put this time was magical. Zoë pulled away and took Simon's hand. With a knowing smile on her lips she led him up the stairs and into her bedroom.

Yay! It's done! Now I have a poll for all people reading this. Should I continue this story? Should I add a lemon? Would you like a sequel? Please review and tell me or I will stop this story.