So this is 7 months late, but it's never too late... right? I wasn't even going to this I was perfectly content with the way it had ended. I loved it, but talking to deliciouse, this was brought up, so I decided why the heck not? So I understand if I don't get a lot of reviews... :/ lol but I did it! Haha, I was completely amazed by how much people liked this, truly(: so thank you!Short but sweet!

Alternate Ending:

Those three words kept my heart beating, I didn't care whether they were true or not; he had said them.

"I love you too," I whispered shivering.

I felt and heard movement, "Stay with me Roza."

I closed my eyes, I was tired. Really tired.

"Don't leave me Roza."

His voice was soft, like velvet, yet demanding.

"I can't," I whispered.

"You can."

"Help me please!" I heard him scream. The room was bright and the sterile odor hit me in the face.

I was taken away from his arms, the little of warmness I had felt, was gone.

It was then that I made the decision to close my eyes.

Forever?

Maybe.

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"What happened afterwards?" I looked at her brown eyes, the same brown eyes of her father.

She was a miracle of artificial insemination, while I was in a coma at the hospital. It was the only way I could have ever had her. She was beautiful everything like her father.

"I didn't seem him again, until two days later, when I woke up, and he was there," my voice still held that tone of surprise.

"Hey! Did you really think I was going to leave you?" Both of our head whipped around. There he was. The man of my life. The only one I will ever love. Dimitri; he was leaning against the kitchen doorway, Lissa and Christian not far behind. I smiled up at him.

"Er.." he walked up to us, bent down, and kissed me.

"Ewww, c'mon guys! PG-13 please," Hope groaned. We all laughed together, amused by her outburst.

"That was PG-13," Dimitri and I said together, laughing more. She rolled her eyes and walked up the window. I held Dimitri's hand on mine and we walked to the window, to watch the snow fall.

She was named Hope because that's all I had the three years he was gone. I leaned against his shoulder, as the rest of the family joined us.

Thirteen years ago I had thought I had truly lost him, but now here he was. Mine, forever and ever. Never again would we be apart, and suffer like we had to. I looked up at him, ignoring the rest of the world. It was just us, forever.

"I love you so much," I whispered against his lips. I rested my hand on his beating heart, and it never ceased to amaze me how our hearts could beat in synchronization.

"Roza, Roza," he whispered, sending a shiver through my spine, that reached all the way to my toes. It was that tingling sensation I got around him, especially when were so close.

"No amount of time will ever be enough; I love you so much it hurtsme sometimes," he whispers. I felt a flutter inmy chest.

Being this close to him made me realize he was right. And no matter how close were to each other, chest to chest, skin to skin, it was never enough. I wanted more of him, I needed more him, and nothing would ever be enough.

We kissed, it was sweet, and it was passionate, but overall it was love.