AN: Thank you to those who reviewed. Really makes me excited to know I'm not the only one who still believes Maya is alive. I don't own the characters yadda, yadda, yadda.

Destiny: Chapter 3

Emily POV
We get a few days off before our next show here in Cali, and then we move to our next tour stop in Nevada, so we all decide to go shopping. Samara is determined to help me enjoy myself for the first time in the last year & a half and though her dedication is appreciated, it is also sort of irritating.

Ever since I agreed to give us a chance, she has been nothing but clingy and considering that was less than 24 hours ago, that's saying a lot.

"So, where do you wanna go first, clothes shopping, shoes shopping or accessories?" she asks me with pure excitement in her voice. "I don't really care" I answer "I was always the 'hold bags for my friends and tell them they look good in whatever they put on in an attempt to get out of the store' kind of shopper. And I can tell that you're the kind of girl who spends at least 30 minutes in each store just trying stuff on" I say, knowing Im right. "Shoes it is" she says, dragging me into a store that's strong perfume scent could cause someone to pass out from lack of clean air.

The next 3 hours were spent watching Samara try on clothes and me trying desperately to stay conscience under the heavy scents of all the stores. "Ok, I think I got everything I wanted" Samara said, looking through all the bags I have been lugging around for the last couple hours. "Are there any stores you wanna go to or should we just meet up with the guys and leave?" She asks. I look around the mall and spot a store that sparks my interests. It's a graphic tee shop with graffiti drawn all over the walls. "That one" I say, pointing in the direction of the dimly lit store. She looks at me as if to say 'are you serious'. I just nod, grab the bags and take off towards the store.

The place is called 'Zombie lair', the walls were painted with fake dripping blood and had racks of cool graphic t-shirts that ranged from a shirts with superhero logos on them to Sesame Street character shirts to a comic book style 'ZAP!' shirt. One shirt caught my eye though. It was an 'I walked with a zombie' t-shirt. The exact same one that Nate gave to me from Maya.

I run my fingers over the soft fabric as I recall my first date with Maya. "Emily!?, is that you?" a deep voice pulls me out of my trance and I turn around to see Noel Kahn staring at me with a confused and slightly frightened expression. "Umm, hey Noel, what are you doing here" I ask, confused as to why Noel would be in California. "Uhh... my family owns the store and needed another employee" he answers, seeming nervous about something. "What are you doing here, I thought you were some huge rock star now" he says with that famous Kahn smirk. "Yea, we actually played a show here last night & now we have a couple days off to roam free so me and the girl who looks terrified of that clown mask decided to go shopping" I say, referring to Samara who has fear written all over her face as she looks over the stores mask collection. Noel giggles as he watches her squirt herself in the face with a Spiderman web shooter but soon turns back to me with a serious expression. "Look, Emily, I think you need to leave" he says. Before I could respond, one of Noel's co-workers walks out of what assume is the storage room, carrying a huge box that covers her face. "Noel, would it kill you to help a girl out here" she says in a raspy voice. A very familiar raspy voice. The voice of the only person I've ever loved. I look back at Noel, utterly confused. His eyes are wide, flickering between me and the girl carrying the box.

Before I even have time to react to the situation I hear Noel scream "LOOK EVERYONE, IT'S EMILY AND SAMARA FROM GLOBAL REBELLION!" And within seconds, Samara and I are swarmed by fans. I try to look back at the girl that I believe to be my very much alive soul mate but only look in time to see her hair whip through the doorway, as she is being hauled into the storage room by Noel.

After an hour of signing autographs and taking pictures we finally got out of the mall and retreated to the tour bus. When we got back on the bus I went straight to my bunker and closed the curtain. My brain was pounding with questions. Was it really her? Is that why Noel was acting so nervous? Is that even a possibility? I mean I saw her body bag but I never saw the body. No, it can't be. Maya is dead. But I'm so sure it was her in the store, and now that I think about it, it looked like her at the concert last night. But how. As far as I know, only one person can answer these questions for me.

Noel Kahn.