Okay, here we go again. A new chapter just for all of you guys. This chapter is going to be excellent. I am positive that you all are absolutely going to love it. Anyway, read 'NeoFlock' by Talon666 and 'Dark Blue' and 'Maximum Ride: Wings vs. Wands' by Madeline Cullen. If you like my story, you will love theirs'. So, now I better get on with this amazing chapter. Here we go.

I woke up the next morning, knowing what I had to do. Angel had visited me in my dream and had a little chat with me. It took a while, but she finally came up with a plan that would make everyone happy. Or, at least, that was what Angel said. I, however, wasn't too sure it would work, but I promised to go ahead with it anyway.

I decided it was time to begin Angel's plan, so I figured I'd better get up. I rolled over and stretched a little before sitting up. I saw Jewel was in the same exact place I had left her last night.

"Morning, Jewel." I yawned sleepily. I quickly glanced up at the sky. The sun wasn't too high up, so it couldn't be any earlier than nine or later than eleven in the morning.

"Morning Mel." she smiled slightly. "You okay? You seemed a little sad last night when we talked."

I nodded untruthfully. "Yeah, I'm okay." I looked around to see Skye and Cory sleeping. Cory had his mouth open and Skye was cuddling his extra jacket, which he had been using as a pillow. I almost wanted to laugh. But only almost.

"Mel?" Jewel asked, breaking me out of my thoughts. Man, I really needed to stop zoning out all of the time.

I blinked several times and nodded. "Uh, I'm gonna wake the guys up. We've got some important stuff to do."

I walked over to Cory and tried to prod the Sleeping Prince awake. "Cor. Cor, wake up." I whispered quietly. He simply rolled over on his other side. "HEY CORY!" I shouted into his ear as loudly as I possibly could.

He jerked awake and bolted upright, looking around. "Whoa. What the heck? Where's the fire?" He saw me laughing at him and asked, "What in the world was that for, Mel, huh?"

"Get up." I told him simply, making my way over toward Skye. "We're doing some stuff today. Some very important stuff that you need to be conscious for."

I then knelt down next to Skye and shook him, hard. "Skye, get up." I ordered him, trying to sound as mean as possible. All part of the plan. Sometimes I wondered how Angel came up with some of that stuff. No normal person would think that this plan could actually work.

He opened his eyes and scowled at me. "What do you want, Princess?" he asked me angrily, sitting up.

"Yeah, Mel." Jewel interjected. "You said we had something to do today that was really important."

I looked around at everyone. Angel had told me to say as little as possible until I fixed everything. I slowly stood up and then nodded at Jewel. "You and Cory stay here." I then turned to Skye. "You, come with me. We're going on a supply run."

Skye dusted himself off and glared at me. "What? You actually want me to come with you, Princess? Are you sure I won't try to kill you or something?"

I let out a deep breath. "It's not like I have much of a choice. I can't leave Jewel here with you and Cory and I can't take Jewel with me and leave the two of you alone." I explained.

"Well, why can't I go with you instead?" Cory asked. I knew he was just trying to be a good friend and help me out. He knew how things were with Skye and me.

"Because Skye's more dangerous." I lied. "He's an Eraser. An unstable Eraser. I'm not leaving Jewel with him."

Skye glared at me even harder. "Whatever. Let's just go and get this over with." He got up and grabbed the backpack.

"Give me that." I told him sternly.

He rolled his eyes and threw it at me. "There, Princess. You happy now?"

"I would be if you stopped calling me that." I growled at him, throwing the backpack over my shoulder. I shook my head. "Let's just get going."

We took off, leaving Jewel and Cory behind. I knew she'd be okay. Cory wasn't the best fighter in the world. I would never in a million years tell him that though. It'd just make him feel bad.

Obviously, the flight was long and quiet. We were both too stubborn to say a single word, let alone look at each other. I knew I would eventually break down though. Angel had told me that it was important that I did. She said that, as a leader, I needed to learn to admit that I was wrong and to fix my mistakes. She told me that it wasn't a sign of weakness, but a sign of great strength, courage, and wisdom.

So, when we finally landed on a lonely stretch of road about half a mile away from a town, I did what I had to do. I smacked Skye upside the head.

"What the hell was that for?" he asked angrily. His eyes were glowing with his anger. "I don't care if you're fricken mad at me! That's no excuse to just hit me whenever you damn well please."

"Oh, stop whining." I told him, a little rudely. "I was trying to get your attention. I have something important to say."

He looked at me for a moment and his eyes softened a bit, though his expression was still hard as a rock. "Start talking then."

I tried my best to ignore his harsh tone though it was practically slicing me like a knife. I sighed heavily and said, "I just wish things could be the way they used to, but they can't."

"Yeah, you made that pretty clear last night." he grumbled. He stayed silent for a moment and then asked, "That all, Princess?"

I didn't know what to say, so I looked down at the ground as we continued to walk on. It was so difficult talking to him now. He was acting the way he did before we realized we liked- no, loved- each other. I used to be able to act like that towards him, but it was nearly impossible now.

Sighing, I began again. "Well, so what if things can't go back to exactly the way they used to. You obviously still love me." I held my breath. This was the true test. How he answered affected what I needed to do.

He folded his arms and said nothing. However, as I was about to give up, he took in a deep breath. "Of course I love you. Even if you don't love me anymore. I just can't stop."

That was all I needed to hear. Of course, I'd still have to keep my eye on him and I couldn't fully trust him, but that was okay. He still loved me and I still loved him. Things really could be semi-normal again. Angel was right. It was like a test to see if we could be together no matter what.

"Skye, you are the biggest idiot I have ever met in my entire life." I told him, smirking a bit. "I love you too. I was just hurt and confused. I've been doing some thinking. I realized that I need you."

He scowled. "Don't give me that crap. I know how you really feel, Mel."

At least he stopped calling me 'Princess'. "What the heck are you talking about, Skye?" I asked, lost.

He looked at his shoes and mumbled, "Look, I heard everything last night. I saw you kiss him." He growled the 'him' part.

I screwed up my face. "You saw that?" I asked, not really caring that he called Cory 'him'. No wonder he had been extra mean to me today. I had hurt him far worse than he had ever hurt me. I mean, he hadn't kissed anyone else.

When Skye didn't reply, I sighed heavily. "Look, Skye." I began softly. "I… I didn't mean for that to happen. It just did. He… I… We… There's…"

"Save it." he interjected. "You don't need to explain anything to me. I get it, Mel. I'm not that stupid."

No. No. No. No. No. This was wrong. All wrong. He wasn't supposed to have seen that. We were supposed to be mushily making up. No. No. No. No. No. This couldn't be happening.

And that's when I just finally snapped.

"There's nothing going on between me and Cory!" I shouted entirely too loudly.

Skye blinked a couple of times, obviously taken aback. I supposed a little explaining was in order.

"That kiss was nothing. That was Cory trying to talk me into forgetting you because he thought he had feelings for me. I admit that it could've worked. But I love you, not him. And Cory doesn't love me like he thought he did." I took in a shaky breath. "It was nothing. I swear." I noticed a pleading tone in my voice.

Skye stopped in the middle of the road and stared at me, dumbfounded. You know that look people get in horror movies when they've been turned into zombies? Well, that's exactly what Skye's face looked like.

"Skye?" I asked tentatively. There was no telling what this meant.

"Say it." he finally croaked.

"What?" I whispered. My breathing had deepened.

"Say it." he repeated. He grabbed me roughly by the shoulders. "Look me in the eyes and say it!" he yelled, scaring me. "Say that you love me. Tell me, Melody."

His eyes searched mine and I was at a loss for words. "I… I… I love you. More than anything in this world. I love you."

Skye then gently pressed my body to his and sat his chin on the top of my head. "Oh God." he whispered, holding me. We were still standing on the road, but it didn't seem to matter to either of us.

It was like that for a long time. Skye kept saying, "Oh God. I can't believe it." over and over again. It was almost like a dream. A very good dream, but a dream nonetheless. Suddenly, I wondered if I really was dreaming.

"Are we okay then?" I asked warily. It was way too good to be true. But it was all so real. I'd never had a dream so vivid. I could smell the dirt on him from where he slept on the ground. I could feel the muscles in his arms. This couldn't be a dream.

He pulled his chin off my head and raised my chin up. "Does this answer your question?" he asked, bringing his face towards mine.

We kissed and I instantly felt that fire I'd been missing. I knew we would be okay. I knew we could survive anything. And, somehow, I knew I didn't have to worry about trusting Skye or Cory. One less weight on my shoulders.

Yay! They are back together! Did I do an excellent job or what? I hope that I can update really soon. To those of you who read my other stories, I am trying really hard to get those updated. See you soon.