Thank you for all the lovely reviews! I'm glad that you people like this enough that you don't want it to end, but there are tons more fics out there. If you want suggestions, I've got lots of fics for both HP and GoT, and I also have lots on my favs list. Or, you can just find a different fic…in any case, I'm sorry to say that I'm not planning on making a sequel for this. I mean, I suppose I could, but I just don't feel like it. But anyway, here's the next chapter.

Chapter 18

Kyle

I'm not technically trapped in here, and I could get out and help fight, but I wouldn't be playing the part of a hostage very well, would I? No. So all I can do is sit in this room and wait. At some point, I can smell smoke. Probably just Jacob, I think to myself. But then I notice the flames licking at the side of the house, and some of them find their way into the room I'm in. I hear Clara shrieking at Jacob, something along the lines of, "Can't you stop them?"

He answers with, "No. Once they've started, they won't stop until they've burned everything in their path. Water won't work," he adds, and I'm guessing that someone tried to put water on the flames.

I try to get up and move, but I'm stuck to the chair. I realize that Leanie knew I was only pretending, so she probably put invisible bonds on me, making it impossible to escape. Smoke comes snaking its way into my room, and I feel myself lose consciousness as it comes towards my head. I have a brief view of somebody running in to get me before blackness takes over my vision.

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Isabel

Despite all our warnings, Clara still goes in to find Kyle. Minutes later she comes out, holding his limp body in her arms. She runs over to me, and I heal him. Thankfully she found him when she did, or he'd be dead by now. When he's completely healed, he gets up and looks around, as if just noticing that we're here.

Clara touches his shoulder lightly. "Kyle?" she asks, her voice very soft.

He spins around and sees her. His face falls. "Yes?" he replies, voice much harsher than hers. When he sees her hurt expression, his face softens. I can sense that he wants nothing more than to take her hand in his.

"I…I'm sorry," she says. "I'm sorry that I didn't accept your apology before, and I'm sorry that I was such a bitch. Can you forgive me?"

He smiles, a smile that brings tears to almost everyone's eyes. "Of course I will. You thought I would be upset with you, but you still saved me. How could I not forgive you?"

She smiles too, and jumps into his arms, which he then wraps around her.

"Kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss," we start chanting, and they grin at each other before doing just that. We all cheer, and Arkarian takes me inside of his arms. I lean my head against his chest, holding Kiara close to me. Despite all the bad that's happened, it's nice to know that things like this still can happen too.

I'll be nice and give you guys one more chapter, just to tie up loose ends, you know? I could shove it in this chapter, but I'll be nice…for now…