A/N: For those of you who wanted more, here is an alternate ending. (Instead of a wedding recap) This will take place after the voice stating that she was in Heaven. Thanks for your reviews!

The voice cackled harshly after it proclaimed her entrance into Heaven. The coolness that ran over her skin, caused it to pucker up, a tell tale sign that the voice was lying.

She knew where she was even before the clouds in front of her swirled into a human like form.

This was Hell.

The form morphed into something unexpected. It was not red, and Halloweenish, it wasn't commercial looking or even close to the Christian and Pagan descriptions. It was, earthly and human. She could have easily passed him on the street and would never have given him a passing glance, or would have know who he was.

He, of course, was the Devil.

He welcomed her, to where, she didn't know. It had no shape, no descriptive features, and asked her if he liked the note he had sent her. She shuddered at the thought, and the figure laughed again, reminding her that hope was a futile feeling.

The air surrounded her, cold and unfeeling, and suddenly she was thrust back into her final scene. They sat in the back seat, watching as her hopeless form sank slowly into the frigid November water, and the truck inched its way forward against the waves.

She turned her head to ask why she was here. He sensed her question and haughtily reminded her how she was willing to sell her soul for more time with him.

As he said him, he pointed behind them and watched and a dark, low car roared up on the beach and a man flinging himself into the water.

She nodded her head quickly as answer, but time stopped and the voice laughed again. It wasn't her soul he had wanted, she was just a willing mean to an end. It was him he wanted. The world's best mercenary was to become the world's best soul taker.

Her mind back-pedalled. Trying to insert herself into the situation, she insisted now on her soul to save his.

The voice laughed again. He did not need her soul, he wanted Ranger.

She blanched at the thought. Doomed to Hell for Eternity. Hadn't he already faced those daemons here on earth? Hadn't he himself been placed in a Hell itself? Was that not enough? She believed that it was enough to turn a man's soul to dust.

Ranger would have nothing left to give to the Devil. Her heart began to break.