When I woke up I was in the back of a hay truck, soaked to the bone. "Cathy, please wake up." I heard Caleb say.

The smell fire, and smoke burned my senses. I tried to make sense of it all. The last thing I had remembered was arguing with Chase. "Chase." I gasped out.

"He's gone." Caleb said. "He's dead."

No, he couldn't be dead. He wanted Caleb's power too bad. He wanted me too bad. There was no way he lost that easily. "No." I said softly as tears started to fall. I shouldn't be crying. I should be relieved, but I wasn't. Heartache was all I felt for the man who used and abused me for power. No, I shouldn't be sad. I was though.

"Come on." Caleb said helping me up. We walked to his Mustang, and he put me in the front seat. Throwing his jacket around me, Caleb tried to warm me up, but I was numb.

"I'm sorry Cathy." He said before walking away from the car to call 911.

I closed my eyes and let the world slip away from me for a second.

Cat

I heard someone say my name, but no one was around except Caleb who was still on the phone.

Babe it's me.

"Chase." I gasped quietly. I looked at Caleb to make sure he didn't hear me.

I'll come back for you when I'm strong enough.

"Don't go." I whispered. He couldn't leave me. No matter how fucked up we were.

I'm sorry Cat... I love you.

"I love you too." I said. Then like that, he was gone. I was sure of it, because I felt it this time. The emptiness ate me alive so quickly.

"You okay?" Caleb asked. I frowned up at him.

"No," I said honestly, "you aren't either though."

"That's true." Caleb sighed. "I'm sorry."

"Me too... Me too.."

9 Months Later

I watched as Randy picked up my last box. "Thank you Randal." I smirked at him as he rolled his eyes at me and walked out of my dorm.

"I didn't think you were going to finish this school year here." John said almost disappointed.

"Well, I'm stubborn, so I had to." I smiled and put my hand on my now flat stomach. "I'm sorry I let you down so much."

"Cathrin Cena, you are the most infuriating woman I've ever had to deal with, but you're also the strongest." He pulled me into a hug. "I'm sorry about the baby."

I pulled away. "I wasn't meant to be a mother. You know I never wanted it anyways." I sat down on my now bare bed.

"You still were going to go through with it." John sat next to me. "Why do it?"

I sighed as I ran my hand through my hair. "Her father passed at the beginning of the school year." I had never told John or Randy about Chase. I told them that the father never wanted to be part of the babies life. That I didn't want him there either, and we never discussed it again. I didn't have the heart to talk about Chase, and his death. "I felt guilty, and part of me felt like she'd fill that void that him dying left in me."

"Cat, you could have told us the truth." John was going into his speech mode, I could hear it in his tone. "I was disappointed in you, we all were. That baby was going to change your life forever, but I knew you could handle it. You've always handled everything thrown at you."

"You guys ready to go?" Randy was standing at the doorway watching us. He had been different towards me when I was pregnant. Like I carried some type of disease. He was back to his old self now though. Being the smug arrogant bastard he originally was. Just as loving though, maybe even more.

"Can you guys go ahead? I want to say goodbye to someone." I said. They nodded and left me.

I looked around my empty room, and sighed as I went to my drawer to pull out the key to Chase's room. I had stolen it from the office one night when I was in a black hole of misery that I couldn't get out of. I went to Chase's room and slept in his bed. It was the only place I felt his presence, and now I had to let it go.

I walked to his room for my final time, and when I opened the door it was the same as my first day here. It smelt like Chase still too. Almost like he never left.

Shutting the door, I went and sat on his bed. I looked around the room, trying to soak it all in.

"I'm sorry that I couldn't save you." I said out loud. "I'm sorry that I lost your- our baby. I'm sorry that you're gone. I'm just sorry Chase." I felt tears threaten to spill. "I love you." I whispered into the air. "Goodbye."

As I got up to stand I noticed I stepped on something. It was a photo, and when I picked it up I was surprised to find the photo Chase and I took on our first and only real date. It was the only photo we ever took, and I had completely forgot it existed.

A tear escaped from my eye. As I went to wipe it away, my hand landed on top of another hand for a split second, and then it was gone. I looked up and nothing was there.

My head snapped as I heard something hit the ground by his dresser was his ring he always wore. Without hesitation I took it. I knew it was the only gesture he could give me right now to let me know he was still alive.

He did promise he'd come back for me after all.

A/N: Well I never thought I'd see the day I'd finish a damn story. Don't worry. There's an epilogue and sequel. I know the ending seems kind of rushed, but I figured it'd be posted about the same time Chase's "10 year death mark" landed. Thank you to those who have stuck with this. I adore you completely