A/N: Hello everyone! Thank you sooo much for all of your reviews and comments! I'm really glad you like my story, and stayed with me as it unfolded. This is the final chapter in The Storm's Magick, and I hope you all like it. I know some of you may think that it should have continued, but I think that by continuing the story, I might ruin it. I've been thinking about this ending for a while, and I feel like now is the time. Again, I thank everyone who read and /or reviewed and commented. You all have been wonderful!

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Rylie screamed as hot, electrical currents swept through her. Her skin felt like it was melting from her body, the cold rain a tiny relief on burning. The ground caught her when she fell, gasping for air to release another scream. People yelled her name, the shouts growing closer as darkness slowly engulfed her.

Someone grabbed her arm and she let out a bloodcurdling shriek that mixed with a yelp of surprise from the person holding her. Looking up through watery eyes, she saw Reid's face contorted in pain, his hand still clamped around her arm. He sank to the ground with her, and their bodies shook ferociously. His eyes were as dark as night when he looked at her.

To her surprise, she felt herself growing stronger as Power coursed through her. Her eyes widened as Reid's eyes bled from onyx to their normal cobalt blue and she felt her eyes turn black. Another clap of thunder echoed above them. Reid's eyes fluttered closed and his breathing slowed.

"No!" Rylie yelled as strength washed through her. Clambering to her knees, she rolled the blonde Son onto his back and shook him. "Reid. Reid!" Tears pressed into her eyes. "Reid, no! Don't leave me! You can't leave me! I need you! Please!" No response.

"Rylie, what's going on?" Sarah shrieked.

Tears rolled down her cheeks, mixing with rain.

"Rylie, what happened?" Caleb demanded, dropping to his knees on the other side of Reid.

A sob shook her body. "Reid, please, don't leave me," Rylie begged. "Please. I love you. I love you, don't go."

Lightning lit up the sky and Sarah and Kate screamed in unison. Lifting her eyes as she placed her hands on Reid's chest, she watched another bolt shoot from the sky toward her. Caleb yelped and leapt away, but she just closed her eyes, ready to welcome the electricity. If Reid died, she didn't want to live anymore.

Hot electrical currents rippled through her body when the lightning struck. But it was different. It slid through her in waves and washed into Reid's unmoving form. Opening her eyes, she watched in amazement as white currents caressed her skin, rippling down to caress Reid's skin.

Sucking in air, she whispered, "I love you, Reid."

The white currents swirled violently across their skin, and the burning increased tenfold. Rylie screamed as Reid's eyes snapped open and he gasped for air. Thunder rumbled in the sky before dying away. Rylie collapsed on the ground, gulping in air. Reid's hand seized hers and squeezed it.

"Ry," he gasped, looking at her through onyx eyes.

"Reid," Rylie answered, inching closer to him.

"I love you, too," Reid breathed.

Smiling, Rylie squeezed his hand and let her head fall back to rest on the wet ground. Voices mixed together, asking and repeating the basic questions. Are you okay? What happened? What's going on? Are you guys okay? Someone scooped her up bridal style and began carrying her. As much as she wanted to protest, to say she wanted to stay with Reid, an intense need for sleep forced her eyes closed.

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Sitting up fast, Rylie immediately groaned from a wave of dizziness. Someone's hand pressed against her shoulder, pushing her back down. "Take it easy."

Blinking, she looked around and found herself lying in her bedroom, Caleb sitting on her bed beside her. Tyler was leaning against the wall near the bed and Sarah was standing over Caleb. Pogue and Kate sat together in a chair in the corner. Sweeping the room again with her eyes, she felt her panic rising. "Where's Reid?"

"Right here, baby."

Rylie's eyes snapped to her doorway, where the blonde Son was leaning with his arms folded loosely in front of him. Shrugging off his post, he walked over to the bed and took her brother's seat as Caleb stood. Smiling, she shot up and wrapped her arms around his neck, burying her face in his chest. His arms surrounded her and he rested his cheek on her head. Her bedroom door opened and closed a few seconds later, but the two remained embraced by each other.

A few minutes later, Reid pulled away and looked at her. "Are you okay?"

"Fine. You?" Rylie asked.

"Great," Reid answered, kissing her forehead.

"What happened?"

Sighing, Reid ran a hand through his blonde hair. "We're not completely sure. The lightning did something to both of us."

Rylie's eyes widened as the memory replayed in her mind. Biting her bottom lip and inhaling deeply through her nose, she tried to call her Power. She gasped as the heated sensation washed through her and she felt her eyes turn black. Reid jumped from the bed in surprise and stared at her.

"How? I thought Leila had stripped your Power?"

"She did," Rylie answered, closing her eyes. "This isn't my Power."

"What do you mean?"

Opening her eyes, she looked at him and knew from his expression that they were still black. "It's yours."

"What do you mean it's mine?" Reid asked, taking a tentative step toward her.

"The lightning," Rylie replied. "You touched me right after I was struck by lightning. Remember? And you got electrocuted, too. I… I remember feeling your Power entering me, and then… and then you almost died."

"I remember," Reid said quietly. "I felt my Power seep into you, and then everything was cold."

Rylie nodded. "And another bolt of lightning struck me while I was touching you, but it was different. The electricity… it washed over our skin like burning water, and when I told you I loved you, I don't even know how to explain it. It was like the Power and the lightning connected, and brought you back." She looked at him, their eyes meeting. "And now both of us have Power."

Reid blinked a few times before responding. "This… this is just…."

"Weird," Rylie supplied. "I know. I don't understand it either."

"But how do you have Power?" Reid asked, dropping onto the bed.

Rylie shrugged and looked away. "I don't know." When she looked back, Reid was watching her intently. "What?"

"Are you feeling okay? Do you feel a… need to use?"

Rylie paused and thought for a moment. "No. I'm not addicted."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes. I was addicted to my Power, not yours."

The blonde Son was silent for a few minutes, watching her. "Why did you forgive us?"

Rylie looked at him, confused. "What?"

"Why did you forgive us for stripping your Power? The Power… it's who we are, a part us. And we took that from you."

"It is a part of us, but it's not the only part," Rylie answered. "I never wanted to be addicted. I've seen what happens if you abuse it, if you let it take over, and I never wanted that." She cast her gaze to the floor and swallowed. "I don't want to be like my father. Leila knew that, and she did the only thing she could to prevent that."

"But we helped take away your Power," Reid pressed. "Why don't you hate us?"

"Because you guys helped protect me. At first I was mad that all of you had gone against me, but then I realized that it needed to be done." She looked at him. "I let the Power take over, which is the only reason I was able to kill Devon and Cassandra. And after, I just wanted to keep using. Leila knew something was wrong, which is why she didn't let you near me. She knew I'd… kill you. All of you. Just so that I could use again." Tears pressed into her eyes. "Addiction is horrible. Once I'd used, I couldn't stop. I didn't want to. I felt so powerful, and I loved that. And my Power, it wanted to be loose, to be free. Leila, and you guys, saved me from losing myself."

Reid pulled her into a hug and rocked her gently as her tears silently spilled from her eyes. After what felt like hours, she pulled back and wiped her face and looked out the window and frowned. It was dark outside. "What time is it?"

"Around eleven at night," Reid answered, and after seeing the confused look on her face, he added, "You've been asleep for two days."

"Two days?" Rylie repeated loudly.

"Shh! But yeah."

She sank back against the pillow, blinking. "I don't believe it."

Reid leaned over her, straddling her hips and kissed her lips. "I know. It's been torture not being able to kiss you." He captured her lips with his in a passionate kiss.

She ran her hands through his hair and deepened the kiss as his hand trailed down her side, sending a shiver though her. He pulled back and kissed a path across her jaw and down to her shoulder, where he nipped the skin and slid his hand under her shirt. Sucking in air, Rylie grabbed his hand and stopped him.

Looking into her eyes, he frowned slightly. "You okay?"

Licking her lips, she forced her mind away from the memory of Devon. She swallowed and studied Reid's face, repeating to herself that he wasn't the warlock and he wouldn't hurt her. Reid's frown turned into realization and he pushed himself away.

"I'm sorry, Ry."

Rylie grabbed his arm. "No, it's fine. I just… I couldn't stop the memory from replaying."

He nodded. "It's okay. You don't need to explain."

"Reid, please," Rylie began, sitting up.

Reid resumed his seat on the bed and cupped her cheek in his hand. "Rylie, it's okay. What Devon did… it's something no one should have to go through. Memories of that kind of shit haunt people for a long time. I don't want to push you. I want you to be completely ready and willing." He smiled. "I can wait for you."

Rylie closed her eyes and leaned into his hand. He was so amazing and caring. How could she be afraid? He was nothing like Devon. Opening her eyes, she looked at him. He could banish the memory, she knew it. One night with him and the memory would fade into a simple nightmare. Turning her head, she kissed his palm and slowly pulled him to her, kissing a trail up his arm to his neck and from his neck to his mouth.

"Rylie," he mumbled, pulling away.

"Make me forget," she whispered, watching him. "Make me forget everything and only remember you. I want you, now."

The blonde Son captured her lips as thunder rumbled outside. The young Danvers pulled him onto her, kissing him passionately as the memory faded from her mind.

Four Years Later

Rylie Danvers stood in front of the full length mirror, her hand on her stomach. She could hear people downstairs, and knew that the other Sons and their girlfriends had arrived for breakfast. But she couldn't pull herself away from her reflection. The sensation was still there from this morning. That feeling of knowing. Tilting her head, she studied herself. The door opened. Glancing up, Rylie saw her blonde friend walk in, her hair cut to her shoulders and her green eyes shining.

"Girl, what are you doing? I'm hungry and you're supposed to make breakfast," Leila laughed.

Rylie smiled. "I know. But come here."

"Why?" Leila asked suspiciously, taking a cautious step forward.

Rolling her eyes, Rylie said, "Just come here." When her friend was beside her, she grabbed her hand and pressed it against her stomach. Her lips twitched as she watched the girl's gaze become distant. A moment later, Leila blinked and her jaw dropped. Rylie smiled. "So I was right."

"How did you know?" Leila asked, awed.

"I just knew this morning. I woke up and… I felt it." Rylie looked back at her reflection. "I didn't want to say anything to Reid before I actually knew."

Leila's face lit up and she grabbed Rylie's hand. "Well what are we waiting for?"

The two girls walked quickly down the hall and down the stairs of the Garwin manor. As they entered the kitchen, they were greeted by the group. Caleb and Sarah were sitting at the table with Pogue and Kate. Tyler was leaning against the fridge and Reid was leaning against the counter.

"Finally, I'm starving," Tyler said, smiling.

Rylie returned the smile and looked around the group, her hand still on her stomach, before letting her gaze settle on her boyfriend. Biting her lip, she walked over and leaned up to whisper in his ear. When she pulled away, she had to fight down a laugh. Reid stood frozen, staring at her, his mouth slightly open.

"Dude, you okay?" Pogue asked.

Reid opened his mouth and closed it a few times before he finally found his voice. "You're… what?" When she smiled, he blinked a few times.

"Reid, what's up?" Tyler asked as Leila slipped her arms around his waist.

"You serious?" Reid asked.

"Leila confirmed it," Rylie answered, still smiling.

"Reid," Caleb said. "What are you two babbling about?"

"I'm going to be a father," Reid said, staring at his girlfriend.

The kitchen was completely silent for what felt like an hour before it was broken by Kate's and Sarah's squeals of excitement. They jumped from their seats and tackled into Rylie, hugging her tightly. "Congratulations!"

Laughing, Rylie hugged them back. "Thanks."

Tyler walked over and pounded Reid's fist. "Dude, that's awesome. Congrads."

"Damn, having a little Reid running around is going to be hell," Pogue joked, standing to embrace the blonde in a brotherly hug. "Congrads, man."

Caleb stood and hugged Reid before turning to his sister. With a loud sigh, he pulled her to him. "Looks like I'm an uncle."

Pulling away, Rylie watched her boyfriend as he ran to her, picked her up and spun her around, smiling widely. "I'm a father!"

Pure happiness engulfed her as she stared into the eyes of the man she loved as he set her down. Guiding his hand to her stomach, her smile grew even more. "I love you, Reid Garwin."

"And I love you, Rylie Danvers." He captured her lips in a quick, passionate kiss.