A/N: Oh, come on! I love this story and I just can't end it! But I'm out of ideas guys. I'm sorry. I'm REALLY proud of this story. It's my longest yet and will be my longest for a while. So, THIS IS IT! I'm super sorry! (I don't even know if anyone reads this anymore...) but still only one review. *tear* swhatever. Story time!

Simon P.O.V:

"Y-y-you're one of them." Chloe whispered, tears forming in her eyes. She took a few hesitant steps away from Jakob.

Jakob chuckled, an evil grin creeping on his face. "Oh, you silly girl. Of course. Would you have expected any different?" He was staring directly at Chloe; Talking only to her.

"But, you were scared when I told you I was genetically altered. You ran off," Chloe was squeaking.

"All an act, dear," He turned to Tori and me. "Diane taught it to me," He laughed evilly. Just as I would have expected him to.

Tori was afraid now. If she weren't before, she was now. Her own mother had snuck a teenager in to a Safe House! It was never even safe to begin with. Jakob had always been here.

"No," Tori defended. "No! You are not working for my mother! My mother is evil and bitter and mean. She never cared about me. She's a bitch." By the end, it seemed like Tori was just talking to herself, not Jakob.

"Well, I think that Diane is lovely. So kind and helpful to her cause," Jakob was toying with her now. He wanted to push Tori over the edge.

Tori's scream could've been heard from anywhere within a five mile radius. It was the single most terrifying thing I'd ever encountered, only because of the pain and suffering wrapped inside the sound. Tori had fallen. Completely over the edge. She was tough, and could take a lot, but I knew that there was only so much she really could take. And she had long surpassed that of which was healthy.

Tori lost her breath and fell to the ground, crying. Chloe ran over and comforted her. I stood in front of Jakob, not moving at all.

"Oh, Simon," Jakob's tone was condescending. He wanted me to break, too. I wouldn't. I was determined. I was unbreakable.

"Jakob, stop. You can't break me. I won't let you. You already made the toughest girl I know cry. That's far past your limit." I stood there, my eyes blazing.

"What limit, Simon? I have no limit. My one and only goal is to obliterate all of your kind."

I took a step forward. "Jakob, do you not understand that by obliterating all of our kind, you mean yourself, too? Jakob, you're just as much a supernatural as me or Chloe or Tori. We're no different. We just happened to have been experimented on. Why should we be killed for that?" Jakob's grin had dropped from his face. He was considering my words.

"You're right. I'm no different than you. But my mission was to kill all. So that I will," His eyes were glistening. He was crying.

Jakob still pulled a gun from his pocket and cocked it. I looked at him in fright. He didn't shoot at us, though. He shot backwards, behind him to where some others were sitting on the grass. I don't know who it was, but they fell over, obviously hit by Jakob's bullet. He was about to shoot another when three adults stepped out from the forest. I only recalled two. Dr. Davidoff and Mrs. Enright.

"You putrid boy!" Mrs. Enright screamed. "These creatures should be dead by now!"

Tori shuddered violently and the sound of her mother. And Jakob shuddered, too. "I'm sorry, Mrs. Enright. I can't do this. Simon's right. In order to kill every supernatural like you said, I'd have to kill myself, as well," Jakob's eyes were sad and full of remorse. He was trying so hard to not let the tears stream down his face.

"We can arrange your death if you like," Mrs. Enright tantalized Jakob. She knew just as well as anyone that Jakob didn't want to die.

Jakob hesitantly cocked the gun at his side. Slowly raising it, an evil, malicious grin rose on his face. The gun straight out in front of him, pointing toward Mrs. Enright; and he fired. One shot at the woman who had made his life Hell, and she was dead. Just like The Wicked Witch.

Dr. Davidoff stood there, his mouth agape, trying to make sense of what just happened. Jakob was going to shoot him, but Tori jumped up from the ground and ran at him, tackling Dr. Davidoff to the ground. He hit with a thud, Tori's knees pressing into his chest with great force. It was like Dr. Davidoff was being pressed to death. Tori was so angry that she killed a man. Granted, he was evil and had tried to kill us, but I never expected her to kill.

When Dr. Davidoff finally stopped breathing, Tori jumped off him and gasped. She had never meant to kill him, but she wanted him dead. More tears streamed down her face and she fell to the ground. This time Chloe picked her up the best she could and nearly dragged her inside. That just left me, Jakob, and two dead bodies.

"I'm sorry," Jakob let tears flow now, not needing to seem tough for anyone.

I nodded my head and put my hand on his shoulder. "Come on," I told him as I walked toward the house.

We stepped into the kitchen, where Tori and Chloe were sitting at the table. They heard us come in and both turned around. Chloe smiled and Tori sighed. "Thank you, Simon," She admitted. "And Jakob, too, for not killing us," Tori was smiling now, seemingly recovered from everything.

Jakob's eyes were still red, but he was no longer crying. "You're welcome. I'm glad it's over. And I'm really sorry guys," He hung his head in shame. Tori got up from her seat and gave Jakob a hug, something very out of character for her to do.

I suppose that Chloe felt left out, and came to give me a hug as well. "I love you, Simon," She smiled.

I hugged her back. "And you know I love you, too,"

It was the strangest and the most wonderful day of my life.

A/N: Well, this is done. *single tear* I was laughing at myself as I wrote this because I realized that the summary for the story has absolutely nothing to do with the actual story. So I'm going to change it. Just in case you wanted to know, the original summary was: This is the sequel to The Truth. Simon is now determined to tell Chloe that he likes her and to keep her away from Derek so to all of you guys who told me that I should continue The Truth, here it is!IF YOU DON'T LIKE SIMON/CHLOE DON'T READ! So yes, I'm sorry, but this is over. I love you all and you were (for the most part) great readers! Buh-bye!

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