A/N: Okay, NOW this is the final chapter. You guys are so great for reviewing, I am really proud of this story. It was very hard to write, even though I loved it so much.

If making love to Rose before was passionate, Jack couldn't describe making love to her now, as a vampire. She clung to him, as if for dear life as he thrust deeply inside of her. Their moans and growls grew louder with each passing moment. Rose didn't notice that the bark of the tree was tearing at the fabric of her dress.

Jack wasn't wearing a shirt, which would have proved futile. When he moaned Rose's name into her ear, she dug her nails so hard into his shoulders, she broke the skin and drew blood. Jack never noticed.

Rose and Jack collapsed together to the ground, panting even though they didn't have to breathe. For a few moments, they didn't speak. They just gazed into each others' eyes.

"You're trembling," Rose teased, brushing some hair from Jack's eyes.

"Don't worry about me. I'll be alright," he responded tenderly. He leaned over and kissed her, relishing the taste of her lips.

"Are you sure," she teased further.

"Not in the slightest," Jack admitted with a smile. "I just can't believe this is real." Rose stroked his face, smiling in return.

"It's real. And it's forever," she assured him. She kissed Jack again, quickly, and then stood. Rose attempted to sweep her hair from her face, but froze. Jack studied her face intently. If Jack was still mortal, he might not have noticed her head tilt to the side, and her nose twitch ever so slightly.

A very light breeze blew across his face, and he realized what had caught Rose's attention.

Blood.

Everything else in Jack shut down. He no longer cared that he had been a hunter a mere twenty four hours ago. The love making with Rose disappeared to the back of his mind. The fact that he and Rose would always be together, didn't even exist.

"Just go with it Jack," Rose said, noticing his reaction. "Don't think."

Rose no sooner than spoke the words, and Jack was gone. The dryness in her throat was more irritating than before, especially now that prey was so close. She didn't panic though; she knew exactly where Jack was. Rose could hear him, smell him, and feel him close by.

Within seconds Rose was beside him, despite the fact that he had been a half mile away. Together, they stood casually by a road leading into town. Two men, obviously drunk, were stumbling their way out of town.

Before the men could react, both Jack and Rose were beside them.

...

2002 - One Hundred Ten Years Later - Ireland

Jack laughed as Rose threw her clothes at him. He had a brief second to drink in the beauty of her naked body before she threw herself from the edge of the cliff they were standing on. Jack watched as she angled her body just right, landing in the frigid water with barely a splash.

"Are you coming in? Or are you a wimp," she called up to him.

"What did you just call me?"

"I called you a wimp Jack," she freely admitted. "Come on, prove me wrong!"

Jack pulled off his jeans and kicked off his shoes. It was rare for him to wear a shirt since becoming a vampire, and he wasn't wearing one now. With a running start, Jack jumped off the cliff and dove into the ocean.

Before Rose could react, Jack was beside her, splashing her with the water. She screamed jokingly.

"Who were you calling a wimp?" Rose giggled as he wrapped his arms around her.

"I have no idea what you're talking about," she denied. Jack smiled and pulled her into a kiss. Rose returned the kiss, wrapping her legs around him. Despite that the fact that the water just off the coast of Ireland was deathly cold, as vampires, they didn't feel it.

For over a century now, Jack and Rose had been together. The love they shared never weakened. The love they made never became any less passionate.

Shortly after Rose had turned Jack, they left New Orleans. They were constantly on the move, rarely staying more than a few years in one place. They traveled throughout the rapidly growing United States. Four years later, they traveled down through Central and South America. When the first World War broke out, they were on their way to Australia. They didn't go on a ship, but rather swam there within two nights' time. During the day, they found caves deep below the ocean, away from the sun, to sleep in. Feeding on sea mammals kept them strong, even if the blood was bitter tasting. They remained in Australia for a few years, until the war was over. Finally after traveling through Africa, the ended up in Asia and eventually Europe.

Rose hadn't been to Europe since Cal had turned her, which had now been over seven hundred years ago. She remembered the exact spot where it had happened, and even pointed it out to Jack while they were in Madrid.

"I guess he did me a favor," Rose had said. "I might not have you in my life if he hadn't turned me." Jack kissed her forehead. He couldn't help but agree. The chances of their paths crossing when they were hunters were slim to none.

Eventually, Jack and Rose found themselves in Ireland, and they loved it more than any other place they had been. If they had been human, they would have bought a house and settled down there. But they had never owned a house, and never cared too. Rose had always preferred being outside, enjoying nature. It didn't take Jack long to share that same love for nature.

Shortly before sunrise, Jack and Rose were perched back on the edge of the cliff. The sky was getting lighter, but they had another half hour before the sun came above the horizon. Rose, her head on Jack's shoulder, sighed.

"What was that for," Jack asked her.

"Nothing. I'm just happy that we have each other." Rose's words made Jack smile. "I sometimes am still so amazed that we're together like this. It pretty much breaks all the rules of nature."

Jack wrapped his arm around her, squeezing her lovingly. "Everything's made to be broken Rose." He kissed her temple. "I love you."

"I love you too," Rose responded. The sky was getting even lighter, and Rose felt sleepy. "Race you to the cave," she challenged.

Jack laughed as he stood. "You've got yourself-" Rose disappeared into the trees "- a race." He took off after her, but Rose beat him to where they would sleep.

Once in the darkened cave, Rose and Jack snuggled close. Neither the dripping water, nor the hard, rocky ground bothered them.

Drifting off into a deep sleep, they whispered "I love you," to each other.

You're the closet to heaven that I'll ever be

And I don't wanna go home right now

And I can taste is this moment

And I can breathe is your life

And sooner or later it's over

I just don't wanna miss you tonight

And I don't want the world to see me

Cuz I don't think that they'd understand

When everything's made to be broken

I just want you to know who I am