A/N: Once again i have to be so sorry for being late! Stuff is mad busy! This is the final chapter guys! All that's left after this will be a short epilogue. I'm so grateful to everyone who has reviewed and been reading, i have gotten more than 200 reviews! *does happy dance* I love you ALL and i hope you like this chapter. I know it's a little weird but ah well.

Chapter 26: Michael

I sat up, totally confused. I was sitting on a white floor, in a white space, what would have been a room if I could actually see any walls. Up ahead of me I could see a man standing, his neck craned back so he was looking upwards. I got up and walked to him. He didn't even turn to look at me.

"Who are you?"

"Does it matter?" he snapped his fingers and everything changed. I felt the air ruffle around me and heard the sound of children playing. We were standing on a small stone bridge, the one I remember from all the long days I spent here when I was a kid.

"Yeah." I watched as my six year old self ran off after my brothers. "That's just beyond weird."

"It's your head not mine." He said, leaning over the bridge and running his fingers through the water.

"So this," I indicated with my hands. "All this is in my head?"

"Yes."

"So the vampire was in my head too?"

"No. He was very real."

"Was?"

"Was." He confirmed, turning to look at me for the first time. He stared silently at me for a couple of seconds, than looked away again.

"That's it! Who are you?"

He sighed. "My name is Michael."

"Michael? Just Michael?"

"Not that your in any position to be questioning me but yes just Michael."

"And what are you doing inside my head?"

"Human's are just so kind these days." he muttered, starting to walk away. I had to run to keep up. "I wish they'd go back to the whole fall onto my knees in worship thing."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"It means that in your head is the safest way I can come to you. And besides. Technically, I'm not allowed to leave my own….. country."

"I am so confused." I said aloud folding my arms across my chest. "Okay Mike. So you saved me from the vamp right?"

"Yes."

"But how did you even know I needed saving? Nobody knew where I was."

"I did."

"How? You been stalking me or something?"

"You have a bad memory. You called for help, remember?"

"I did not!"

"Yes you did. Somebody help me please!"

Oh. So maybe I did actually call for help. "But how the hell did you know that?! I said it inside my head!"

"I hear things."

"How?!"

His eyes slid to my chest. I lifted my arms to cover it. The pervert!"I am not some kind of perverted male." he said, his eyes seeming to flash with anger. "That thought is absolutely revolting.""Dude. You did not just read my mind.""No you're right. I read your emotions. When you get very emotional, through anger, fear, happiness, I have a glimpse at what is creating those feelings."

"And you can do this how?"

He stepped forward. "The star on your neck, where did you get it?"

I raised it in my fingers, looking down at it. "My boyfriend gave it to me."

"And who gave it to him?"

"He found it, why?"

"I was the one who made it." he sighed, pulling himself up onto the bridge.

"You did not!" I scoffed. How could some dude inside my head make the necklace I knew I was wearing?

"I had a young friend who was leaving to go and live on her own. I was worried about her but, she being the stubborn woman she is blew off most of my warnings. So I made her that necklace and gave it to her as a parting gift. What I didn't mention was that it possesses some special qualities."

"What kind of special qualities?" I asked suspiciously, eyes narrowing at him.

"While you wear it, no one can manipulate you into doing something you don't want to. Also, there is a one way connection between the wearer of it and myself."

"When you say connection….?"

"I get glimpses of things that you do."

"That has got to be ultimate stalkerish."

"I didn't tell you to put it on. I didn't make you wear it."

"No but the girl you made it for she didn't know you were spying on her did she?"

"It wasn't spying! She was in danger!" he exclaimed, frustrated. "I saved her ass and I've saved yours twice too now!"

"Your math is bad. I only count once."

"So that night when you foolishly ran around in the dark, you think the dog got out of his car because he thought all on his own that you might need help?"

Okay. My head seriously hurts. "Your friend. She found out right?"

"Of course. She isn't one that you can keep things from for long."

"I take it she went nuts."

"How would you know that?"

"It's a female thing."

"She refused to talk to me. And I still lost her in a way. We barely speak anymore."

"I'm sorry."

"There's nothing you could do. You should go. There's someone waiting for you."

"Thank you."

*****

I opened my eyes to a blank white room and found myself staring at a ceiling. I did wake up.

"Hey sleepy head."

I turned to my left to see Seth sitting there, relief flooding through me. "Well this seems familiar."

"Don't make a habit of it Bron."

"I'll try not too. Where am I?"

"Hospital. That's usually were we take people when they are unconscious."

"I was out?"

"Yep."

"The whole time? So I imagined the rouge?" And the dude from my dream?

"No that you didn't imagine."

"What happened to it?"

"He's gone."

"You're sure this time?"

"Yeah, we have a body."

"You killed him?" I asked, feeling sick rise in my stomach. If Seth got close enough to kill him….

"No. That's where the mystery is."

"What mystery?"

"We found him on the beach, dead."

"Dead?"

"Yep. He was just lying there, we weren't even sure how. But the Cullens took him away with them. Carlisle's a Doc and he did an autopsy. He rang about ten minutes ago."

"And?"

"All his organs were fried?"

"Fried as in?"

"As in his heart had been roasted, perfect for Sunday lunch."

Geez Michael. What did you do? "Weird."

"Very."

"You don't eat vampire heart, do you?" I asked nervously, looking at my fingers.

"What?"

"Don't laugh at me!"

"Sorry. You actually think we eat vampire?"

"Well for all I know it could be a La Push delicacy."

He continued laughing. "We don't eat vampire. Ugh. The smell's bad enough."

"I thought he smelt nice."

"You would. Bet you thought he was hot too."

"Well he was. But he wasn't exactly my type."

"And your type is?"

"Furry, runs on four paws. How long have I been asleep?"

"About three hours. Why?"

"It seemed much shorter than that." I muttered.

"What's that mean?" Seth replied, still stroking my hair.

"I forgot you have good hearing."

He smiled. "What did you mean?"

I almost told him. Almost. But I couldn't forget the promise I'd made. I gave Michael my word and to be honest, I really didn't wanna be the next person he came after.

"Nothing. It was just a dream."

"Was it a good dream?"

"I guess."

"Was I there?"

"Nope."

He grinned, leaning in and kissing my forehead softly. "Good. God only knows what you dream of."

"You have no idea."

"Wanna tell me about it?"

"Not really."

"That's cool. I'll find out anyway."

"And how is that?"

"Tickles!" he said, diving forward and starting to tickle me.

I spluttered all over the place, squirming away from him. "Stop!" I squealed at him, trying to hit him. "Seth!"

"Seth for damn sake keep it down! You're in a hospital!" Leah whispered, coming up to my bed and whacking Seth across the head with a rolled up magazine. She flounced back out of the room, leaving us alone. I lay quietly against Seth chest, fiddling with the strings on his hoodie.

"Having fun there?"

"Yep."

A/N: If anyone cannot guess what kind of "being" Michael is, take a look at my penname and it might give you a hint about what kind of creatures i mostly write about. His "friend" is the main character in one of my own stories.

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