Here's the LAST installment. Yeah. I just couldn't think of anything more and I was ready to wrap it up anyway. But I really might come up with a sequel. It's been dancing around in my mind.

Shoutouts to all who gave this fic a chance. I love ya!

Anyway, on with the fic...

Kimberly awoke some time later, groaning softly. She frowned. Where was she? It was a cold and musky-smelling, abandoned-looking building. Warehouse? She then noticed she was lying on a mattress- which smelled of things she didn't even want to think about. Ice-cold panic gripped her.

Who was it that'd brought her here? Had it been a guy? Was she about to be raped? What the hell was going on here?

"Comfy?"

Kim froze. She recognized that voice. Oh, no. No. She rose slowly to see none other than Dawn Russell sitting in a folding chair, smirking at her. When the hell had she returned? How long had she been back?

"Dawn," she whispered.

"I remember now. It came to me when we were in the car heading here. You're Kim. Kimberly Hart. And you stole away the only man I'll ever love. Jason Lee Scott," Dawn said calmly.

"Dawn, you really need-" Kim began.

"I bet you had it planned all along, didn't you? Bitch!" Dawn yelled angrily.

"Okay, you know what? You're a psychotic freak and no one could ever-" Kim was saying.

"Shut up!" Dawn shrieked, whipping out the gun she'd stolen from Mr. McCoy's collection.

Kim sat perfectly still and kept her eyes on the gun.

"Marc won't be laughing anymore," Dawn said, shaking her head.

"Marc?" Kim said.

"My ex. He made a fool of me. But I made him pay. The ultimate price," Dawn said with a giggle.

A chill rolled down Kim's spine. So, Dawn wasn't just insane. She was criminally insane. But, then, that was no shock. After all, she'd tried to kill Kim before.

"I don't like to be mocked, Kimberly. And I don't like people stealing what's precious to me. You did that, Kim. You did that," Dawn said. "But you know what I'm gonna do?"

"I've got a pretty good idea," Kim said tightly.

"I'll let you see him once more before you die," Dawn said.

"Jason won't let you kill me. You remember what happened last time," Kim said, her heart now pounding.

"Oh, I may have failed last time. But it's gonna be different this time. I'll get what I want. Nobody stops me from getting what I want. Not you, not Jason... not anybody," Dawn said coldly.

"Oh, my God. You really need to seek professional help, Dawn. You can't hold on to something you don't have. Something you'll never have again. Why are you doing this to yourself?" Kim said, shaking her head slowly. "Why are you wrecking yourself?"

"I'm not," Dawn snapped.

"Yeah, you are. Let's say you do succeed in killing me. You still won't get Jason. You'll go to prison and he'll make sure of it. And he'll never forgive you. He'll hate you forever. Is that really what you want? You want him to hate you?" Kim said, looking into the crazed blonde's eyes.

"Jason could never hate me," Dawn said.

"He will if you kill me," Kim said.

"He'll be a little upset at first, but, in time, he'll get past it," Dawn said, waving her hand dismissively. Then, she grabbed Kim's purse off the floor, unzipped it, retrieved her cell phone and tossed it at Kim. "Call him."

"What?" Kim said.

"Call him and tell him to come here. He's gonna want to know why this place, of course. Make something up. Tell him you have a surprise for him. Just. get. him. over. here," Dawn said.

Jason frowned as he stepped into the abandoned warehouse. What the hell could Kim possibly want to show him here? Something was just off. Way off. He intended to find out what.

"Jase! I'm over here."

He frowned when he saw his girlfriend sitting on a mattress, cross-legged. What? He headed over to her, his confusion and dread growing. "Couldn't you think of a better makeout spot?" he joked when he reached her.

She looked up at him, no trace of humor in her eyes. Actually, tears were streaming down her pretty face. Needless to say, concern filled him instantly and he quickly sat down next to her and placed his hand on her back. "Kim, what's wrong? What are you doing here?"

"Jason, I... oh, God, I just love you so much," she said tearfully.

"I love you, too, baby. But why are you-" he was saying.

"Very touching scene. I wanna cry," a female voice sneered.

Jason looked up to see Dawn. His eyes widened. "Dawn! What the hell are-"

"No talking!" she screeched. Then, she smiled. "We're here so no one can hear," she said in a singsong voice.

"Oh, crap. Not this again," Jason muttered.

"Oh, yes. You've both said your little "I love yous". And now it's time for lights out," Dawn said gleefully.

Jason looked at Kim and pulled her into a loving embrace. She held him tightly. "Kim, I am so sorry. I'm sorry, baby. I really am."

"Don't you dare. This isn't your fault. You had no idea she was a total head case," Kim said, pulling away slightly and running her fingers through his hair. She looked into his eyes and smiled. He smiled in return. "Rex, I just want you to know that I'm so glad we got to fall in love. You're my entire world and, no matter what happens, I am always gonna love you."

"I can't lose you, Kimberly. We've only just started. There's so much we've got to do, Pinky. I have never and will never love anybody the way I love you," he said, his voice now thick with emotion. Then, he pressed his lips to hers. Kim deepened the kiss and Dawn watched... an odd expression on her face now.

When the couple'd ended the powerful kiss, they looked at Dawn. Jason stood up. "All right, Dawn. If you kill her, you damn well better kill me, too. Because Kim's the only woman I'm ever really gonna want. You and I are a fantasy and that's all we're ever gonna be."

The look in his eyes and his tone of voice actually managed to shake Dawn's confidence. She saw them kissing all over again. Telling each other how they felt. The way they looked at each other. As if she hadn't even been in the room... . Rage filled her and the laughter sounded in her head once again.

"Stop it! Stop laughing!" she yelled hysterically.

Jason's eyebrows shot up and he looked over at Kim- who shrugged.

"You're gone! You're gone! I took care of you years ago!" Dawn yelled, stumbling backward.

Kim stood slowly and watched with Jason. She slid her arm around his waist and he draped his arm around her shoulders. They watched as Dawn continued to battle some imaginary ghost.

"No mocking! I'm gonna stop this!" Dawn yelled. Then, she glared murderously at Kim and Jason. "I'm gonna stop it. I'll stop it right now. I can't stand it anymore! I'll end it right now! Jason, I hate you now. I hate you and I'm never gonna forgive you. Live the rest of your life knowing you're responsible for what happened right here in this warehouse." She was shaking violently with fury and her eyes were blazing. She quickly put the gun to her temple and pulled the trigger before the other two could say a word.

Kim screamed and clutched Jason's shirt. Jason stiffened. They both stared in absolute horror and shock.

Dawn Russell was now dead.

Six Months Later

It was now December and things had began returning to normal a few months earlier. Kat and Billy'd tied the knot two months earlier, Adam and Tanya had a three-month-old baby boy named AJ and Tommy and Vanessa had gotten engaged a month earlier.

Anyway, it was Christmas Eve and there was a party going on at Tommy's house. Kim and Jason were outside, bundled up in their coats, standing on the steps. They'd decided to step out for a few. Kim looked over at her boyfriend of fourteen months.

"You know, Jase... it's okay if you're thinking about her. I mean, it's Christmas and you did care about her for a long time," she said.

He sighed and nodded. "Yeah. I'm okay now and all. Better than okay. But, sometimes, I see her pulling that trigger all over again."

"I still have nightmares about it from time to time. I'm still really angry with her, but, I do feel really, really bad," Kim said. "It's horrible when anybody takes their own life."

"And it happened right in front of us," he said quietly. He shook his head. "I'm always gonna wonder just what was it that-"

"Made her crack," she finished softly.

"I'm just glad you're okay," he said, looking at her.

"I'm glad we're both okay. I love you and I'm gonna try my best not to take you for granted- ever," she said seriously.

"I love you so much, Pinky. Come here," he said, pulling her into his arms. She lay her head on his chest and closed her eyes. Jason closed his eyes as well. This was all he needed. From here on out. They'd made it through. Love really had conquered all. They were together, in each others' arms. How could it get any better?

Kim looked up into his eyes. "Marry me." His expression made her laugh. "I know you're the guy and all, but, forget tradition. Jason Lee Scott, would you like to spend the rest of our lives together as husband and wife?"

"You're not even gonna get down on one knee? Geez, Kim, I'm worth at least that much," he said jokingly. She rolled her eyes and he laughed. "Kim, I'd love to marry you, baby."

She grinned. "Merry Christmas, Red Dragon."

"Merry Christmas, Firebird," he said, kissing her forehead tenderly.

Endnote: I know I made some mistakes in this fic. My only defense is that I was kind of, well, addicted to reviews during this time. Kinda went to my head. LOL. THANKFULLY, my writing has improved. Oh, and this fic really was NOT meant to offend anybody.