Author's Note= Um, can you say "LATE" a little louder? . My lord, shit, how lon has it been? Way too long? Yeah. But here it is, finally, and I can promise you, that the epilogue, will now, I repeat will not, take this long to get out. Why? You ask, because it's been typed up and ready to go for some time now.

Time to talk sequels, hiatus and crap like that.

The sequel, Manipulate My Mind (title is up for change) will be started after the completion of my other fics, Nervous Breakdown, Magnificent Masquerade (Co-authored with ThatJeevasFanChick), the typing up of the remainder of Smile In Your Sleep, and maybe The Burn Of Autumn Reds as well as the sequel to SIYS, It's The Way.

Now let's talk hiatus. I've been on official hiatus for about a week, and I'm already sick of it. I think with enough drive to finish that giant list up there, one fic at a time, I can do it. Once I have proper time to sit down and write, that is. So, give or take a week, about a month more of this 'hiatus' of mine. During this time, you'll be getting Magnificent Masquerade updates, and the other two chapters of Nervous Breakdown which is posted on MB.

For updates, and daily drabbles, I've made myself a handy little blog=

www(dot)nicotineuke(dot)blogspot(dot)com

I think you've got the idea. And with that, this... big-ass AN is over. And here you are, the last chapter before the epilogue, depending on feeback, expect the epilogue anywhere from tomorrow to next Thursday.

Song For This Chapter= Get Out Alive by Three Days Grace

~Mello's POV~

Everything was in place. Now it was time.

"Good night, Matt." I whispered to him.

"Night, Mello." He yawned before falling to sleep.

I just hoped that he'd stay asleep.

~Matt's POV~

I jolted up, looking around; I didn't see Mello. I panicked, jumping off the bed I ran out of the room; I threw open the door to the main room.

My eyes widened.

Blood. There was so much of it. It was everywhere.

Death. It was there too. Bullet, Jermane, Paul. They were all dead; shot.

I did the only thing I knew. I screamed. It was a sound that even disturbed me.

I dropped to my knees in front of Jermane. Blood. It was on my hands again, running through my fingers. I screamed again. I could hear them! I covered my ears with my hands. No! The voices screamed things I didn't want to hear.

Faintly, I heard a man calling out 'Matt!'. No! I didn't kill him! He was already dead when I found him! No, I'm not a devil! I'm sorry… ah! The blood, it was there, everywhere.

Was my hair naturally red? Or was that the blood? No! I frantically searched for something that wasn't red. I screamed again. Red; everything was covered in blood. No, there should be orange, and a needle!

I shrieked again. No, where is mommy? Daddy? Where am I?

The voice again. I heard it, it called 'Matt' but it blended in with a woman's devastated cry. No! I didn't kill him!

I began to claw ay my body, the blood, it was everywhere! I wailed again, clawing at my neck. I shrieked even louder as hands tried to restrict my own. I began to thrash, striking out. The hands disappeared.

No! Not the voice again. It wasn't saying Matt this time, no it was talking to someone.

I began to calm down, but then I saw it. I screamed again. There were people! They were all around me, trying to suffocate me! I struck out, hitting something, the thing shrunk back. My throat was raw from screaming, so I curled in on myself. I rocked back and forth, crying.

I wailed as hands rubbed my pulse points, I felt myself calm down.

"Shh… Mail." I shuddered at the sound of my name.

"Mommy?" I asked, disoriented.

A chuckled sounded abve me as I was pulled into an embrace.

"No, it's Mellow." Mellow? … Mello…

"Mello?" I snuggled my nose into his neck.

"Hush, it's all going to be okay." I let a sob rack through my body.

~Mello's POV~

"What happened?" I rocked Matt's shaking form back and forth in my lap.

"D-daddy he," he was crying, his voice hysterically breaking. "he gave me away."

"A-and mommy didn't do anything!" Another sob racked through his body. "Then I ran away, h-he was chasing me! B-but t-then…" he seemed to calm down. "I-I found a shore, a-and there," his shaking began again, only worse than before. No tears fell though.

"Then blood! It's everywhere!" I noticed that he went into present tense. The result of my plan must have triggered his memory.

"No!" He began to scream and wail, "T-too much blood! Gah," he held his head. "Is my hair naturally red? Or is it the blood?" He began to shriek more. "N-no! I didn't kill him! I didn't kill, Matt! I-I didn't kill him…?" he began to doubt, so I tried to reassure him.

"Shh, Mail." I whispered, "You didn't kill him. Tell me what happened next?" I was fully aware that I was taking advantage of him but I didn't care right then. I was learning everything I wanted.

"Orange. I took orange." He whispered hoarsely. "Then they took me away. I-I felt numb. Then… I can't remember what happened." His body went slack, relaxing in my grip.

"Hush, Matt." I resumed the rocking that had stopped midway through his story.

"Mello?" he whispered, his voice quiet, but beginning to even out.

"Hmm?" I hummed in response.

"What's your real name?" An odd question; but I guessed that he wanted to know that I trusted him too, to make us even.

"Mihael Keehl."

"Mail Jeevas."