Disclaimer: I don't own a thing. I'm just playing in Lauren Kate's sandbox.

A/N: Sorry for the late update… Some stuff happened here at home that I was too stressed out to think of anything… I'll try to update this as much as I can. :D Anyway, this chapter is dedicated to my friends and fellow Fallenatics, Sydney and Tapasya, for always being there when I'm being a total dork… And for plugging this story on Twitter. Yey babies!

I was supposed to write something original for Lilith's song… But I have a really BAD case of writer's block so I just used Tom Felton's We Belong. :D

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CHAPTER TWO: THERE WILL BE LIGHT

LILITH

Her first day at Sword and Cross wasn't that bad.

Okay, maybe it was.

The air was warm, the sun was low over the horizon, and the sky was dyed an intense color as she made her way out of the Augustine building, a weary look written all over her face. She used to be so certain that classes at Trumbull sucked… But now that she was at Sword and Cross? She just wasn't sure anymore.

Arriane have warned her earlier that day about how classes were a complete drag, but she didn't believe her. She had survived hellish Trumbull after all, and she even laughed at the sour look on the other girl's face. She thought she was joking, a very typical Arriane "thing" that she has gotten used to these past two days. If there was one thing she was certain they have in common, that was their negative reaction towards studying.

Classes being a complete drag were pretty much an understatement. Ms. Tross had that evil stepmother vibe, what with her loose black muumuu and that permanent scowl on her face. That stern, mustached teacher, Mr. Cole, wasn't half as bad but that doesn't mean she wouldn't take Mrs. Richards or Coach Burroughs any day.

She hated to admit it, but she was missing Crossroads.

She was missing everything – her petty arguments with Janet, her early morning talks with Bruce, cuddling with Alastor…

She was missing those band rehearsals with Jean and Luis, sitting at Rattlesnake Creek, just her and her music…

Even locking horns with Chloe King doesn't sound that bad anymore.

She still felt like she was dreaming, and that any moment now, she will wake up.

Alone.

In her bedroom. The red blaze in the hills visible through her window.

She was too wrapped up in her own thoughts that she almost jumped when someone pulled her away from view and placed an arm on her shoulder. She looked up and saw Cam's face beaming at her. "Already plotting ways of escape?" he asked in a teasing tone, his green eyes looking at her fondly.

A frown formed on his perfect features when he noticed the look on her face. She was certain she looked like a disaster. Her blue eyes pinched with exhaustion, her red hair in a loose knot on top of her head, secured with a pencil, since she doesn't have a tie, her lips pressed in a thin line…

He turned to face her as he placed both hands on her shoulders. He leaned in so that their noses were almost touching, and for a moment she got lost in a field of green.

"Are you okay?" he asked.

Was she okay? She just wasn't sure of that. He must have known it too, because the next thing she knew he was cradling her in his arms, keeping her from shattering completely. Lilith closed her eyes, and breathed him in.

She was with Cam. Right here, right now.

And after a really long and exhausting day, that was really what mattered.

The silence was deafening.

Lilith was in her new dorm room which was a bit smaller than her room in Crossroads. She was sitting cross-legged on her bed, her black journal opened on her lap. She bit the cap of her pen as she thought of what to write.

She was surprised when she unpacked a few minutes ago. Arriane was able to get some of her things from her room, and placed it neatly inside the black travel bag she handed her in the morning. Most of her black clothes, her black journal, and even a The Four Horsemen poster were there, that she couldn't help but smile.

She looked past the window where she can see a view of the moonlit commons and pondered on what happened these past two weeks. Who would have thought that the hellish world she lived in was actually a literal hell? It sounded like one of those fantasy books Kimi Grace used to talk about during class.

But it was real. And here she is, in a completely unfamiliar world with nothing from her past save from a few of her things and the songs she had written during her time in Crossroads.

She wasn't even able to bring her guitar.

Lilith sighed and continued writing, a hint of a smile on her lips.

'Cause we belong in the center of the sky

Where the only guests allowed are you and I

'Cause I found what I need to get through

It's all in the shape of you

In the words of my song

That's where we belong

She paused for a bit and read what she had come up with. It was very different from what she usually wrote. She used to be so mad about anything and everything, and that sort of translated to her songs, but now… It's different, and she knew why.

Cam.

Her life used to be like a dark endless tunnel made even darker by her own anger and misery, but right now with him, she knew all will be fine. They have faced the Devil himself after all, and they won. She was free. Together, they were limitless.

There was light at the end of the tunnel after all.