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Author's Note: Sorry it took so long to update… ^^"

And if you have any time, please be sure to check out organic101's CotL fic, Evil but Loyal. It's really good!

Anyhoo, enjoy this chappie!

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"Good morning, Phil," Buck said gently, brushing her hair away from her eyes. Philippa was still asleep and Dybbuk was nowhere to be found. Buck softly touched her hand, trying not to wake her.

"Dybbuk?" Philippa said groggily. She sat up and rubbed her eyes. "Is that you?"

"Yeah," Buck whispered, swallowing. He handed Philippa her glasses, which were on the nightstand.

Philippa shot up. "Buck?" she said, her eyes swelling. "Is that you?" she asked softly.

"In the flesh," he tried to smile. "I'm so sorry…"

"Why?" Philippa asked. "If anything, I'm sorry. I didn't stop Dybbuk from killing you. I should have," she said, holding back tears. Damn pregnancy hormones…

"Don't cry," Buck hugged her. Philippa rested her head on his shoulder. "Please," he said. "Don't cry."

Philippa wiped her tears. "I thought you were dead," she said, softer than a whisper.

"Me too," Buck mumbled. "But I'm here now."

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Dybbuk was walking the halls aimlessly. A foreign feeling had overcome him. Was it… love?

Everything seemed brighter and easier whenever he was with a certain redheaded djinn. Everything seemed less horrible and less evil, Dybbuk felt less bitter at the world. Had he really fallen for Philippa Gaunt?

Dybbuk took in a deep breath. "I'm gonna tell her," he said to himself. "I gonna tell her how much I love her."

Dybbuk set course for their bedroom. He couldn't wait to see her smiling face, or her piercing eyes, or to hear her beautiful laugh.

As he neared the bedroom, though, something seemed amiss. He couldn't put his finger on it.

That is, until he saw Buck with his girl. Dybbuk's eyes flashed red and he twitched with anger.

"Isn't that touching?" Dybbuk spat, his voice bitter. "Too bad this reunion won't last long."

In a split second, Buck was thrown against a wall.

"What is with you guys and throwing people against walls?" Buck asked as he rubbed his head.

Philippa rushed to Buck, trying to help him up. Dybbuk got to her first. He grabbed her wrists.

"Why?" he barked. "Why? Am I not good enough!" he yelled.

There was genuine fear in Philippa's eyes, as she tried to free herself from his grasp. She knew what he was capable of when he was angry.

"Let her go!" Buck yelled. "ZYGOBRANCHIATE!"

"Wait! Djinn powers don't work here," Philippa said.

"Wait for it…" Buck anticipated. Suddenly, a murder of crows flew in from an open window and attacked Dybbuk.

"But-What-I-Why-" Philippa stuttered.

"He put a binding on you," Buck explained.

"What!" Philippa said, her chest inflating with fury. She turned to Dybbuk, who was being attacked by the birds. She slapped him on the face, leaving a bright red mark on his cheek. "You bastard," she whispered. "Why? Why the hell did you put a binding on me!"

"Iblis," Dybbuk said in between breaths as he fought off the crows. "Iblis made me."

"What happened to Mr. Powerful? Huh?" Philippa spat. "I thought you liked me," she said, lowering her voice.

"I do," Dybbuk put a hand on her cheek. "I love you."

"Then remove the binding," Philippa didn't look into his eyes.

"I can't," Dybbuk sighed, looking down.

"Why not?" Philippa was on the verge of tears. Damn pregnancy hormones! she thought.

"The binding lasts until you give birth to my kid," Dybbuk ran a hand through his hair.

Buck, who had been standing in the sidelines until now, stepped in.

"She's mine!" Buck yelled. He muttered his focus word, as did Dybbuk. A flash of lightning hit Dybbuk the same time a black aura surrounded Buck and began to pull him apart. Dybbuk recovered from the lightning and was about to make the final blow.

"I don't think so," Dybbuk laughed evilly.

"She's… Mine…" Buck choked out. Dybbuk lifted him up into the air, holding him by his neck, slowly suffocating him.

"Hmm? Really?" Dybbuk asked him.

"STOP!" Philippa cried. Dybbuk loosened his hold on Buck. She sighed, "This is way too much for me to take in and you two aren't making it any easier! And why the hell are you fighting over me? You're the same person!"

"No, Phil," Buck rubbed his neck. "Not anymore."

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"Even though he is my brother, I doubt I can do much about him," Faustina said to John and Nimrod.

"But you know where he is, right?" John asked.

"Yeah, I have a good idea…" Faustina replied. "There's a castle off the coast of this island…"

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"There it is!" the Blue Djinn, Faustina pointed to a blurry beachside castle on the horizon. The three of them, Faustina, John and Nimrod were in whirlwind, heading towards Dybbuk's hideout.

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"You just made a grave mistake, Buck," Iblis said once he slammed the door open.

"Iblis!" Dybbuk, Buck and Philippa exclaimed.

"Yes, it is me, isn't it?" Iblis chuckled. Behind him was an army of grotesque-looking djinn. "Either way, you're all going to pay. And let's start with grandchild of mine!"

The door on the other side of the room was kicked down as Nimrod, John and Faustina entered.

"Phil!" John exclaimed. Philippa ran to give him a hug.

"John! Uncle Nimrod! Faustina!" Philippa cried happily.

"Buck…?" Faustina looked at her little brother. She placed her hands on his cheek. "I thought you were dead," she embraced him.

"Looks like we're going to have to cut this reunion short," Iblis laughed.

"Iblis!" Nimrod, John and Faustina cried.

"Why does everyone have to do that?" Iblis asked. He shook his head. "Anyway. Where was I? Oh yes. Lovely that everyone's here now, so I can rid of you pesky Gaunts and Sachertortes once and for all. You see, it was my original plan to trick Dybbuk into bringing Philippa Gaunt here. Obviously having her here would have lured you two idiots," he said to John and Nimrod. "Having little miss Blue Djinn and Dybbuk's other half show up was just good luck."

"You have a lot of nerve messing with the Blue Djinn," Fautina growled.

"Yes, I do have a lot of nerve," Iblis grinned. "Not just that. I also have this rare alloy of jade and copper."

"Jade and copper?" Nimrod said to himself. His face scrunched up, then a flash of worry crossed him. "That has unpredictable effects on djinn! You wouldn't dare!"

"Haven't we already discussed my nerve?" Iblis said, bored. "Yes, I thought so."

"You aren't going to hurt anyone, anymore, Iblis," Dybbuk said. He was about to utter his focus word when he was hit with a jade-copper bullet in the shoulder. He fell back in pain.

"Dybbuk!" Philippa rushed to his side. She looked up at Iblis and growled.

"I will not be the damsel in distress any longer," Philippa seethed. She stood up.

"You can't do anything, Philippa Gaunt. Not without your djinn power," Iblis mocked.

"She might not be able to," Faustina stepped in. "But I've been waiting to do this for a very long time!" Faustina yelled her focus word and sent a powerful blue burst of light to Iblis.

The goons standing behind Iblis suddenly jumped into action. Nimrod, John, Buck and Philippa did too.

Focus words were yelled so much that they began to blur together. Djinn magic was everywhere. Once it all died down, everyone looked at the last people standing. Phil, John, Faustina and Nimrod were relatively unscathed, but Dybbuk and Buck didn't look too good.

"Please be okay," Philippa ran her hand down Buck's face.

John was surprised by Philippa's display of emotion. I didn't know she liked him like that… he thought awkwardly.

Iblis inwardly grinned. "Looks like I can finally get rid of you two halves," his thin, cruel lips forming a thin, cruel smile.

"Don't even," Faustina warned.

"You Marid are pathetic," Iblis spat. He shot Buck and Dybbuk with a jade-copper bullet. Philippa's eyes went wide.

"You bastard!" she screamed. Philippa broke down into tears. Everything that had happened, ever feeling she had felt in the last few weeks were resurfacing. It was overwhelming for Phil, she couldn't handle it. Philippa wiped her tears and approached Iblis.

"I will not be a damsel in distress any longer!" she seethed. Philippa was about to make her move when she heard a noise behind her. "Buck? Dybbuk?" she whispered as she turned around.

Dybbuk and Buck weakly rose, the color drained from both their faces. Suddenly, a flash of greenish-gold light surrounded the two. The burst of light knocked everyone in the room to their feet.

Philippa put her hands over her eyes, like a visor, to see what was going on.

Dybbuk and Buck were merging together. Just as they had separated years ago, they joined back together. Their faces swirled together, as did their bodies and before long, the real deal stood before them all.

It was really Dybbuk. It was John and Phil's friend, Buck. Faustina's brother, Buck. He was finally back.

Philippa's eyes swelled up in happiness as she saw Dybbuk for who he really was. Everyone was in awe of what had just occurred, even Dybbuk.

"Phil…" Dybbuk croaked before falling back, unconscious.

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