Hey All! I'm terribly sorry, SO SORRY that it's taken me so long to update, some things came up the last few weekends with my friend, then I got sick and then school went CRAZY! I have a huge research paper due soon and it's taking A LOT of my time and I feel so unprepared it's unreal. Life has been really hectic at the moment. So I apologize. I made this update SUPER long to make up for it. Also this will be the last chapter, I wanted to go to 30 but life is just too much right now along with school so I decided to wrap this up, plus I have an idea for a few more stories, look at the last AN for more information. I will be back soon I hope you enjoy!

Bonus points to those who find the Xena and Buffy (Besides the characters obviously) quotes! And also I took artistic liberties and made Tara and Anya alive, because I can.

Also this is literally just written and posted I didn't want it to sit on my computer forever so I could proofread it. So if it doesn't make sense just ask

I don't own skins/buffy but if I did I would take care of it and make sweet passionate love to it every night.

Chapter 26

Naomi's POV

I step off of the plane and make my way down the hallway and towards the door, bypassing the luggage claim with my carry on rolling behind. I was hoping to make this trip under better circumstances and not so spur-of-the-moment but with the recent events of the past few weeks I felt it was necessary to leave for a bit. Though my mother would argue that I'm running away again, the pig headed cow. We had a bit of a row on my way out the door when I told her that I was going to visit Buffy for a bit, needless to say she didn't agree with my choice. I bought the earliest ticket I could and without telling anyone, especially Effy because I knew she would give me endless shit for leaving like this.

So I find myself in humid, smelly, and hot as hell California with my suitcase trailing behind me, following me like the baggage of my real life. The more I walk the heavier it feels, much like my damaged soul and heart. Emily's last words haunting me and literally chasing me out of London. I couldn't stand to be there anymore, couldn't stand the pull that she still has over me. She hurt me and she hurt me bad, I couldn't run back to her after all that… Could I? I shake my head to get thoughts of Emily out of my head; she wasn't the only thing that drove me away from London for a while. Thoughts of the man in the gasmask and his words haunt me in every waking and sleeping form. The idea of Freddie's death coming from my hands is to terrible to think about and yet I find that aside from Emily, it's the only thing that I am thinking about.

I flag down a taxi, still lost in my thoughts and going on auto pilot, I tell the driver the address to Buffy's house and wallow in myself pity for a bit longer. Before I know it we are pulling up to a two story house with a beautiful porch in the front with two large white columns supporting the roof above. I pay the driver without talking to him and quickly make my way to a big wooden door and knock. I wait for a little bit before I ring the doorbell, hoping that someone is actually home. The door opens and I'm greeted by a very energetic teenager with brunette hair.

"Naomi!" Dawn practically screams at me and pulls me into a huge hug. Dawn's Buffy sister and I swear they couldn't be more opposites. Buffy's more of the doom and gloom type while Dawn is cheerful and happy for the most part, not to say that she hasn't faced her own demons or that she hasn't seen or experienced things that most people never will. She simply chooses to see the good in the world while Buffy looks at the bad. I squeeze her back gently until she pulls away from me.

"Hey Dawn." I stand there awkwardly, holding my suitcase to my side. I hear someone coming from the back of the house.

"What are you doing here Naomi?" Dawn asks as I see buffy look around the door, her eyes full of shock about seeing me on her front porch. She must see the sadness and despair in my eyes because she intervenes.

"That is an excellent question Dawn, one that she'll answer after we let her in and get settled. Come on in Naomi." I smile at her and mouth a thank you, she smiles and nods in response.

Buffy shows me to the spare room that I stay in whenever I visit, technically it's my room but when I'm here she uses it as a guest room. There is always need for another bed around this lot, they have a knack for taking in strays. Emily would fit in perfect here. I immediately get sad thinking about her, even with everything that happened I wish that she could be here with me. I strip down and step into the shower, needing a shower after my long flight.

By the time that I make it downstairs and to see everyone, I see that there is a bottle of wine on the table with a few wine glasses next to it. I look around the room and see Buffy, Faith, Willow and Tara (willows girlfriend) sitting around the table all comfortably nursing a glass of wine.

"Is this some sort of intervention?" I ask them.

"Something like that N." Faith says with her typical smirk. Now that I think about it, her and Effy would probably get along really well. And once again thinking about things back home makes me sad, I must pout because I feel Tara grab my hand gently.

"Sit down, have a glass of wine and maybe we'll talk but maybe we won't. Either way you're stuck with is for the night." I sit down and take the wine glass.

"What do you mean? Where is the rest of the dysfunctional lot?"

"We sent them away for the night. Dawn is with Spike, Xander and Anya, probably killing each other by now actually. And the rest of the partners we sent away."

"You guys didn't have to do that." I say looking into my wine glass not wanting to make eye contact with anyone.

"Yes we did." Buffy says, making me look at her. I send them all a small smile, thanking them for being there for me.

"So, how's Effy doing now that she's found the power of the pussy?" I snort.

"She's well loved up but I can't really blame her, those Fitches are pretty…" I stop when I realize that I'm already talking about the Fitches, unable to think about anything but my red hair goddess for one minute. I down the wine in my glass and quickly poor another, planning out the rest of my night.

Not too long after I find myself drinking directly from the bottle, it's not like I have any plans for tomorrow. Pretty soon we're all feeling rather drunk and cozy… or at least I am. Which is why my guard was down, allowing them to penetrate my defenses.

"Naomi, why are you here?" Faith asks me and I'm immediately confused because I could have sworn she was just as drunk as I was but she looked as sober as the day she was born. I look around at everyone and they all look the same way.

"Good job, you all planned this." I slur a bit at the end.

"Maybe. But answer the question. Why are you here?"

"…Emily." Her name sounding so perfect on my lips, I found myself smiling involuntarily at simply hearing myself say her name.

"What about her Naomi?" Tara asks gently, grabbing my hand and giving it a squeeze, encouraging me to go on.

"She broke me. She stomped on my heart and lied to me, lied to me about everything." I say while sweeping my arms around, gesturing wildly.

"So you left London and came her because she lied to you?" Willow asks me, not really understanding why I left.

"Silly willow that was only part of it." I take another giant sip of wine and look down at the table, playing with a piece of the wood that dented and peeling.

"She hurt me. I let her in and she killed me. I would have done anything for her ya know? Anything." I punctuate my last anything by spilling some wine on myself.

"You're not here because she hurt you Naomi." Faith says and I look at her weirdly.

"Enlighten me then oh so smart one." Buffy snickers at that and Faith sends her a glare, those two have a very interesting past. Faith shakes her head at Buffy and looks back at me.

"You're here because you're afraid Naomi. You're afraid because even after everything that she did, no matter how bad she hurt you or could possibly hurt you, you still want her and would do anything to be with her. That's why you ran away because you're afraid and you couldn't take the temptation, you literally ran away to another continent to stop yourself form going back to her. You need to stop be a coward Naomi. Be brave." Faith says in a very Effy-esque way.

"Well fuck me Faith, who knew you had that in you." Buffy says, her mouth almost on the floor.

"Don't look so surprised B." I take a few sips of wine.

"…How did you know all of that?!"

"Because I know how you feel, I used to feel the same way. It changes though when you meet the right person doesn't it?" I nod, agreeing with her.

"Stop fucking about then. So she hurt you, you probably hurt her at some point. Who cares!? This life is too damn short to make the most of it. Just ask Buff, she's died twice!" We all laugh at that

"Alright then, enough of the heart to hearts now. There is a bottle of vodka in the freezer with my name on it."

With that the night blends into shot after shot, dancing, laughing, and numerous attempts by Willow and I to get Faith and Buffy to make out. A girl can dream. We pass the night and early into the morning completely off out tits eventually all passing out in the living room, wrapped around each other. If I had only made it up to my room than maybe I would have heard the constant ringing of my phone from my best friend…

Emily's POV

I spent the next few days/ week wallowing in self-pity, unable to shake the last image of Naomi out of my mind. The tears and absolute heartbreak across her features forever scratched into my mind. Naomi's last words ring in my ears "You are just naked…Completely vulnerable... I hate that I still love you…goodbye Emily." I haven't heard from Naomi since. I feel the tears spring up but unable to fall, having cried myself out for the past week. I look out the window and see that it's night. I get out bed and put some clothes on, quickly walking through the front door before I have to see Katie's sympathetic stare.

I quickly find myself in the only place that I've gone to in weeks… the cemetery. Ever since Naomi's been off the deep end and finding solace in the bottom of a bottle, I've been patrolling. I felt like it was my responsibility, I was the reason she was neglecting her job and it was in my powers to pick up some of her slack. It also gave me hope that maybe one of these times I'll turn and see her there, maybe leaning against one of the family tombs or headstones… that's yet to happen though. In fact I don't know anyone who has seen Naomi in the past week, I've asked them all. I find myself at a familiar door, not even knowing that I walked here. Facing a dilemma I decide to go with my gut and my gut was telling me to knock, so with a beating heart I knock on Naomi's front door.

It only takes a bit but Effy answers, cocking her head to the side and looking at me weirdly.

"Um, hi Ef." I wave lamely.

"Emily." Effy says as a greeting, giving me a small smirk.

"You know you look like shit." She finally asks after a long period of me staring at the floor. I snort and can't help but laugh.

"Yeah well, I've had better days."

"What are you doing here Emily?"

"Well…" I look at the end of my sleeve finding the string hanging there very entertaining. "I was out patrolling and I just found myself here and I thought… I thought maybe I could talk to Naomi."

"Emily-"

"I know it's a lot to ask and I get it if you won't let me but I just really need to see her. It's like someone cut my arm off and I know where my arm is but no one is letting me get to it so I can have surgery. Does that make any sense?!" I look at Effy.

"Emily, you should know something." With those words my heart fell into my stomach.

"Go on Ef." And for the first time since I've known Effy I can see pity in her eyes, pity for me.

"Naomi's gone, she left a few days ago." I feel my world start to spin.

"Wh…where did she go?"

"California." I laugh, more out of pain than amusement.

"She had to leave the country to get away from me." I laugh again, feeling the tears threatening to come.

"Yes and no."

"What does that even mean Effy?" She only smiles at me, looking at me like she knows something.

"When will she be back?" I ask.

"I don't know."

"She will be back… right?" Another first since I've known Effy, she looks uncertain.

"I… don't know."

"Oh…okay." The tears start to fall at the prospect of never seeing Naomi again.

"I thought, it's silly really, I thought maybe, maybe she would have said goodbye. It's stupid, I'm so stupid." Tears falling down my cheeks.

"It's not stupid Emily." Effy looks behind her and says something, in a few seconds Gina is quickly wrapping her arms around me and pulling me into the house. My tears fall freely now in the compassionate arms of Naomi's mum.

"Let it out dear." Gina cooed and patted my head, letting me cry into her shoulder until I was spent.

"I'm sorry, I got your shirt and wet." I say wiping my eyes and nose.

"Fuck the shirt dear, it'll dry. I couldn't just let you cry on the porch now could I?! Love Effy to death but she's shit at emotion." I smirk in spite of my terrible sinking devastation.

"Not all of us can be Fitches." Effy says, while gracefully sitting at the chair across from me at the kitchen table.

"Now dear, have some tea and we'll have a nice chat." Gina says, patting my hand on the way to the kettle. I must have zoned out for a minute because the next thing I see is Gina putting a cup of tea in front of me as she sits down next to me. We all take a sip of our tea and sit in silence for a moment.

"She'll be back." Gina says.

"How do you know that?"

"Because you're not in California Emily, you are here. She'll come back."

"I doubt it. She hates me now." Gina waves her hand in the air like she trying to shoo a fly away.

"The last thing that Naomi feels for you is hatred."

"You must not know then-"

"Oh I know, I know everything. Effy tells me things. She will come back and she will come back for you." I sigh, not wanting to get any false hope.

"She doesn't believe you Gina." Effy says, tilting her head a bit and staring at me.

"She doesn't does she?" Gina takes a sip of her tea.

"I can tell the exact moment that I knew that Naomi forgave you. It wasn't anything big, just a simple gesture. When you two were together and really flourishing, there was a song that Naomi listened to every day since meeting you. It was a silly song really, nothing to crazy."

"What song was it?" Curiosity getting the best of me.

"'Your Song' but not the Elton John version, the one from Moulin Rouge, Naomi loves that movie." I smile at her telling me about the first time she saw it and how hard she cried at the ending.

"She does. Except she always turns it off at chapter 32 so it has a happy ending." We all smile at the sap that Naomi Campbell really is.

"Anyways. She would play that song every day, starting the day she met you, until one day she stopped playing it. I knew it was because of you, I knew something had happened. This went on for a while. Naomi being a moody cow, drinking her life away. Until one day she started the playing the song again, everyday like before. I don't think even she knew she was doing it, but I knew then that she forgave you, even if she didn't want to admit it." She takes a sip of tea for a break.

"My point Emily is that Naomi didn't leave you, she would never leave you. And she didn't leave because she hasn't forgiven you, she's done that long ago. I know my daughter and how stubborn and fearful she is… there is something else. But whatever it is I have a feeling that it will be worked out soon." She finishes with a smile.

"How do you know that?" She smirks.

"I have my ways dear, don't worry about it." She pats my hand while saying it.

"Gina Campbell you sneaky bastard. You called Buffy didn't you?"

"I may have contacted a party with an interest in the matter."

"I'm impressed." Effy says with a genuine smile.

"Don't look so surprised dear, I have many skills." Gina winks and we all giggle together. Before we can really enjoy our time together we hear a bang from the front door and footsteps rushing into the kitchen. Before I can even process it Gina is hit in the back of the head and goes down. I whip around to see two guys, faces covered in masks and in all black, reach for me. I duck out of their grasp and hit one in the stomach.

"Duck Emily!" I hear Effy scream. I do as I'm told and I feel heat and see a bright light hit one of the guys, the one I punched, square in the chest. The other guy takes this distraction as an opportunity and sends a spell flying at Effy, catching her off guard and hitting her square in the face. She falls like a sack of potatoes to the ground.

"Effy!" I scream, rushing towards her and forgetting that the guy is still standing. I realize to late that he's behind me and turn as quick as possible, just enough time to see a baton come flying into my head, sending me into a sweet and dark abyss.

Effy's POV

I wake up to the feeling of the cold tile against the side of my face. I open my eyes a few times and try to adjust to the light. Light? I must have been out for most of the night. The spell caught me completely off guard or else I would have been able to deflect it easily. I push myself up on my elbows and sit for a bit, waiting for the world to stop spinning. I slowly make my way onto my feet with the help of the kitchen counter and some breaks here and there. When I'm finally able to stand without swaying I make my way over to Gina and see the bump on her head. I gently move her to, trying to wake her up.

"Gina, Gina, wake up." She begins to stir, her eyes opening, blinking and adjusting to the light. I carefully pull her to the seat and get her some water.

"What happened?"

"Some guys came in here ready to fight the world. They had power, they were after something or else they wouldn't have left us alive." I look around the room when I finally realize that something is missing.

"Where's Emily?" Gina asks before I am able to voice it. We both look at each other fearfully. I look down at a note that sitting on the table, nothing written on it but an address.

"Now we know what they wanted." I feel my phone buzz in my pocket and look pick it up.

"Jesus fucking Christ Effy! Answer me next time yeah? I've been freaking out over here! Emily isn't answering her phone and I know she went out last night and it took you for fucking ever to answer me. What the fuck is going on?!" An angry and worried Katie yells down the phone at me. I take a deep breath, not wanting to be the one to tell her that Emily was missing.

"Katie… something bad happened."

I wake up with the light pushing at my eyelids, begging me to wake up. I open my eyes and groan out loud, feeling like an orchestra was playing in my head.

"Take these." I see Willow hovering above me with pills in her hand and a glass of water. "They're special herb pills I made for hangovers, you'll feel better shortly." I take the pills gratefully and almost sit back onto the couch when I stand up, I grab onto Willow for support.

"Let's get you some food." I groan, the idea of food not sounding to appealing right now. Willow laughs at me. We make our way into the kitchen where everyone is in various states of hungover. I sit down in a stool and put my head onto the table.

"Is no one else this hung over?!" I ask, angry that I seem to be the worst off from last night. Buffy laughs at me.

"No, but no one else drank a bottle of wine by themselves along with a half bottle of tequila."

"Ughh. Why did you let me do that?" They all laugh at me.

"Naomi, you practically threatened to fight Willow if she wouldn't hand it over to you." I look over at Willow who shrugs her response.

"Shit. Sorry Willow."

"It's okay we've all been there." I hear someone come down from upstairs and come into the kitchen. I see Dawn stroll in with my phone in her hand.

"This has been ringing off the hook Naomi. Effy or something like that?"

I look at my phone and see that I have 20 missed calls from Effy and 10 from Katie. What the hell is going on?! I look at my texts and see a variation of the same texts from both Katie and Effy, all of them saying to call them, a few of them very colorfully saying that. I immediately feel myself come out of my hangover a bit, thinking that something must be very bad for both of them to be calling me like this. I immediately think that something has happened to Emily and I quickly dial Effy's number. It doesn't take long for her to answer.

"Where the fuck have you been!?" I hear Effy say nervously, very uncharacteristically of her.

"I'm at Buffy's. My phone was upstairs all night. What the hell is going on Effy?! Why do I have a million missed calls from you and Katie?!"

"Naoms… something happened." I feel the blood rush out of my face.

"E-Emily?" I manage to gasp out.

"She was taken, these guys came into the house, knocked Gina and I out and took her. I don't know where… but she's missing." I feel my hands and face go numb and see the phone drop from my hand and hit the floor hard. I feel Willow and Tara rush to my side but I don't feel anything. I see Buffy pick up the phone and talk to Effy but I can't hear her. It's like I'm operating outside of my body. Emily, my Emily was taken from my own house. My mother and best friend attacked and I was in fucking California getting drunk. I need to go home. I look up at Buffy and see that she was calling my name for a bit.

"Naomi!" I focus on her and listen. "Listen, Angel has a private plane that he's going to let you use. It'll get you back to London quicker that commercial." I nod, feeling detached.

The next few hours flew by without me really noticing. It was easy packing because I didn't fully unpack yet and we were quickly making our way to the airport. I was standing near the door of the plane with Buffy and Willow next to me.

"Do you want us to go? We could help." Buffy asked. I shook my head.

"No, thank you but this is my fight." They both nod, understanding. We quickly say our goodbyes and before I know it the plane is in the air, on my way to back home. By the time the plane lands on the tarmac my feeling of utter despair and helplessness has transformed into anger and a rage I've never known. I will kill whoever has taken you Emily, I promise you that.

I called Effy letting her know that I landed and instructed her to gather everyone at the school. By the time I get into the library everyone is already gathered. They all look at me with pity in their eyes and I have to look away.

"What do we know?" I ask right away, not wanting to waste time.

"They were trained, not a lot of training but good enough to knock me out with a spell." Effy says, I nod thinking about who it could be.

"Any faces?"

"No, they were all wearing masks." My head snaps up at this.

"What kind go masks?!"

"… Gasmasks."

"Fuck! That fucker! I will find him and I will kill him."

"We also have an address." Giles says. "But Naomi, the only reason they would give us an address is because it's a trap. They this planned all along."

"I don't care, I'm going."

"Naomi, just think about this for a minute yeah? We all love red but maybe we should wait for some backup. Have Buffy and the gang come over, maybe even the watchers council could send some help." I shake my head, not wanting to wait that long.

"No, now that'll take too long, it has to be us."

"You're going to walk us right into a trap Naomi! Don't you see?!" I turn on Cook quickly and push him up against the railing.

"No! Don't you see! I have to get her, I have to save her! It's my fault that she's gone! She was in my fucking house Cook and because I was to fucking afraid of my feelings for her I left and she's fucking gone now! Because of me! So no, I don't fucking see anything but me going there and saving Emily." I let go of him and take a few steps back.

"We get it Naoms, you love the fuck outta her, but it's a trap. You could die, we could all die." Cook says one last time trying to plead with me.

"You're right, you're absolutely right. Which is why I'm not asking you guys to come with me. Stay here, in fact it'd be better if you did."

"And what? Ya think we're just gonna let you go in alone? You will die Naomi!" Cook begs with me.

"Don't you see? Don't any of you fucking see?!" I grab the railing and pull it down, braking a portion of it.

"What don't we see Naomi?" Pandora asks gently. I turn to them all, tears in my eyes.

"I don't want to live in a world without Emily, I'd rather die. I'm going, this will be the end one way or another." I grab the address from Giles and start to pack some weapons.

"Well, when you put it so eloquently, how could we possibly not go with you." Giles says and starts to pick up his own weapons, closely followed by the rest of the group.

"Are you all sure?" I ask them, they nod one by one until I look at Cook and he nods slowly.

"It's simple ain't it blondie? You don't wanna live in a world without Red, I don't wanna live in a world without you." I smile at them all, love radiating off of all of us.

"Let's go get Emily back."

We reach a cave and the instant I step foot into it I know this is the cave form my dreams, the cave were everything started. We make our way down the corridor, jumping at every shadow that we see. By the time we make it to the center of the cave, the place I which the cave opens up fully and the candles light the room, we are all on edge. I step into the cavern first, making the guys wait a bit. I signal for them to follow when I don't see anyone right away. I hear a zap! And look behind me and see that everyone is stuck behind some sort of electrical wall. I push on it and immediately pull my hand back, the electric current too strong.

"This was the plan Naomi! Find a way to get the fuck out of there!" Giles yells, hitting the wall with a weapon. He turns to Efyy and asks her to try magic.

"Don't bother with magic, it won't work." I look up and see the man in the gasmask. I lunge forward and am pushed down to the ground by an invisible force.

"Tsk tsk tsk, Naomi. You learn nothing do you? We've done this song and dance before, remember how that turned out? Oh wait… you don't, do you?" He laughs at his own joke as I feel my rage build. I push against the force holding me down and use my rage to power me but I only get so far before I'm pushed down again.

"Rage won't work on my magic; you see I'm powered by rage. You can't beat rage with rage silly girl." He lets his spell up and allows me to stand.

"Now you're probably wondering why I've brought you all here?" He laughs again. "This is a long plan in the making Naomi, a very long time, years in fact."

"Out with it then you bastard." I sneer at him.

"So keen for your own demise. Very well then. Over there is a special seal to, let's say hypothetically, Hell. But you see I need the blood of a slayer to open it, but not just one slayer, you need two slayers. Two slayer you may ask, how does that happen?! A slayer must die for another to be born. But what if a slayer only died for, say a few moments, just enough time to pass into the afterlife and come back. Maybe through drowning? That might just work."

"I died." I say, waking up in the water now making sense.

"Oh yes, but just for bit. You see now how long I've been planning this?! God its almost to perfect the way it worked out. Not only is the second slayer just so happened to be in London she's also your girlfriend?! You couldn't pray for a better outcome."

"Who are you, you sick bastard?! At least show me your face you fucking coward." I yell at him.

"I guess it won't hurt, you will all be dead soon after all." He grabs the bottom of his mask and lifts it over his head.

"Foster." I growl at him. He smiles at me.

"Oh yes, it is I. Are you really that surprised? How many conversations were had in your little library about me? Endless I'm assuming. But what a perfect role to play. The headmaster of your school, its genius. You see this way I could keep an eye on you and your dearest Emily. It was perfect."

"Fuck you."

"That's no way to talk to the guy who has your girlfriend captive."

"Where is she?"

"Why Naomi, didn't your watcher ever teach you to look at all of our surroundings." I quickly look around the room and find Emily in a throne chair, unconscious. I try to rush to her but am stopped by the invisible force controlling my body once more.

"You remember this chair don't you Naomi? This is the place where you slit dear Freddie's neck."

"No. I didn't do that, that was you."

"Oh but it was you. It was with your very hands. And you will do the same to your dearest love." I blanch and feel the blood rush out of my limbs, the idea of me hurting Emily in any way too much to contemplate, but the invisible force is pushing my body closer to her ever so slowly. As I get closer I see Emily open her eyes and look at me. For a moment I am lost in her eyes, not putting up a fight and I feel myself move even closer before I snap out of it.

"…Naomi?" I smile at her, trying to reassure her that it's really me.

"It's me Em. It's me." She smiles and a tear falls from her eyes as does mine.

"Emily, I'm so sorry, for everything."

"No, I'm the one who's sorry. I love you."

"I know. I… I love you to." I sob out the last bit. "I can't, Emily I can't stop him. It's too strong." More tears fall.

"It's okay, it's okay, I know. We'll be together soon." I shake my head trying to stop this. I find myself standing behind Emily with a dagger in my hand, realizing now that it was me who had killed Freddie. I don't deserve live… but Emily does. I feel the dagger getting closer and closer.

"That's it Naomi, good girl." I hear the gang screaming from behind the wall, Giles hitting the wall. I look up at them, desperation evident in my eyes. I think back to the times I've share with them, all of the laughs, tears, fights, nights out and a small smile splays out on my lips as the dagger gets closer to Emily's neck, finally drawing some blood.

"Just a bit more now Naomi, almost there."

I think back to the first time I met Emily, with me pinning her up against the wall. I think about our first kiss, outside of her house after a night out. The first time we made love underneath the stars. Our first real date. The first time I made Emily watch Moulin Rouge all the way through and the way she stroked my hair and wiped away my tears. The first time she told me she loved me, not through words but in her actions. I thought of all of these things and I realized something, I could fight back, I push back on him.

"You can't fight my magic with rage."No, not with rage, but maybe with love.

I think about al of ym happiest memories. My love for my mother, even for Keiran. For Katie, Effy, Cook, Panda, Thomas, Giles, JJ, but most importantly my love for Emily. I can feel my power coming back, my arm pushing back even more.

"I love you Naomi Campbell." I hear Emily say and I throw the knife to the ground, having enough strength to fight him back, his spell on me totally broken.

"You can't control me anymore. No more dreams, no more mind controls, that's it, it's over." He laughs at me.

"That's what you think? You see I always say the best plan is one with backups." He claps his hand and I hear snarl come from one of the tunnels. Fear grips me right in the heart. I know that growl. I grab the only weapon, a stake knowing that it won't be enough. Out of the tunnel comes my worst nightmare… and uber vamp.

He quickly charges at me and I dodge him, just barely getting out of the way. I turn around and roundhouse kick into the air, hitting him straight in the head, but he moves on as if nothing happened. The vamp sends a fist flying at me and I put my arm up to block it, his fist connecting with my fore arm, no doubt shattering a few bones. I scream out in pain. I quickly roll underneath him and kick in the back, laying a few punches on him, trying to ignore the pain in my lower arm. He staggers a foot and turns around quickly, grabbing my hand on the hurt arm and squeezing tight. I hear something pop and scream in pain. He grabs me around the throat and throws me into the cave wall, hard. I hit my head and feel dizzy for a few moments. I get up, slower than normal and get into my stance.

He charges at me again but this time I use his weight as an advantage and throw him into the cave wall. He hits his head and I lay it on him. Kick, punch, dodge, kick, kick. I throw him into the wall one more time and high kick him in the head. I try to stake him through the back but the stake goes maybe an inch into his skin at most, not strong enough to penetrate. He turns around, angry and wails on me. A fist to the chest, to the head, a kick to the knee cap, a round house kick to my back. A constant assault against me, I can feel my body giving up, I can feel myself growing tired. I can hear the screams of my friends vaguely in the background. I feel close to unconsciousness.

The vamp kicks me hard again, throwing me near the electric wall. I can hear Cook yelling for me to get up, to keep fighting, but it's so hard. My body is giving up. The vamp comes over to me and picks me up by the neck. He lifts me in the air and pushes me into the wall. Excruciating pain washes over my entire body and I hear a piercing scream come from my body. He pulls me away giving me some reprieve after what felt like endless time against the wall. He pushes me back again keeping me there even longer and I can feel the darkness edging its way into my focus. He pulls me away again. The funny thing about pain is that you don't realize how bad it really is until it's not there. I know that the next time will be it, the next time will kill me, there is no way that my body can withstand anymore. I look at Emily, tears running down her face as she screams my name.

"I'm…sorry…I love… you all." The vamp pushes me back into the wall I feel myself sink slowly into oblivion, welcoming the darkness.

I wake up to white light, the most blinding and beautiful white light I've ever seen. I'm on the floor and I quickly push myself onto my feet and stand up. I look around and see that I'm in the planetarium, the one that I brought Emily to, except this one is made out of all white and there is light everywhere.

"I wish I could say that it's good to see you Naoms." I turn around quickly and see Freddie standing there. I'm shocked still for a moment before I run to him and give him a giant hug.

"How… but… where… what?!" He laughs easily.

"Well it's very simple actually. You're dead, so am I. Here we are."

"Why here though?"

"I didn't pick this place. This is your place. The place you were most happy. I'm bit upset it's not the shed if I'm honest, but then we didn't have a Fitch in the sheds now did we?"

"Emily." He nods. "Where's Emily?!" He smiles.

"You see here's the thing. You weren't supposed to die yet. Your track derailed. But you have a choice, you can either move on or go to wherever it is we all end up or go back and you save her and everyone. I can't promise that you won't die in the process but then it would be your destiny, it would be the rightful path."

"Are you happy Freds?" He smiles at me.

"The happiest I've ever been." I nod.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry that I killed you." A tear escapes.

"Don't be silly, that was Foster not you. Don't ever think otherwise." I nod.

"Now Naomi, what will it be? Stay or go?"

"The happiest I've ever been is with Emily. Sure I might be happy here, not fighting, no slaying, but I wouldn't be alive, Emily wouldn't be alive. I promised I would do anything to keep her and everyone alive if I could. I have to go back, I'm sorry but I have to leave you."

"Naomi, I know. It's okay, we will all be together one day. I promise. But you have to go and save your bird yeah? I love you Naomi."

"I love you to Freds." I feel the light start to fade and the darkness start to engulf me again, pain starting to come back into my body, but not a pain like every bone in my body is broken, more like I had a sever work out and am now sore. I take in my surroundings a bit and felt myself adjust. I can hear the gang yelling and crying but the sound that really hit me was Emily's wails, her heartbreaking, soul crushing screams. I'm coming back to you Ems, just hold on. I take stock of my entire body and realize that nothing is broken and that I still had the stake in my hand. I open my eyes and see that the electric wall is now down, the group too caught up in their sadness to move. I see that I'm near the throne, closest to Emily and the knife. I see the uber vamp standing a few feet ahead of me and I just know that I have the power to kill him now. I quickly step up, seeing the shock in Effy's eyes across the cavern.

I see the vamp turn around and all eyes fall on us, I let out a yell as I shove the stake forward as hard as I can and into the chest of the vamp. Turning him into dust. I continue to yell and look at Foster in the eyes, finally seeing fear. I roll quickly and pick up the knife by Emily's foot and use my momentum to throw the knife as hard and fast as I can through the air. I see Effy say a few words and a fireball makes contact with the knife, making it glow red with heat. The knife hits Foster straight through the heart, going through him and sinking into the rock wall. He reaches up to the gaping hole in his chest and falls to the ground, death before he hit the floor.

"That's for Freddie you fucker." I look at the group, smile at them and nod. The relief and love flooding into me, but right now someone more important needed my attention. I look at Emily who seems to be in shock. I undo her restrains and pull her up.

"But… you died. I saw." She looks into my eyes and I look back into hers.

"I did. I saw Freddie and he sent me back." I hear Effy laugh in the background. "I guess Buffy isn't the only one to die twice now." She shakes her head and pulls me into a huge hug, one where I could feel the love and relief radiating off of her in waves. She quickly pull away though and attacks my lips with her own, sending me on a life altering journey with simple kiss. A kiss conveying nothing but love, not laced with desire, but waves and waves of love. We pull away but I rest my forehead against hers.

"I'm sorry for everything. I was afraid. Afraid of what your love does to me, how helpless it makes me feel. Do you understand? I would do anything for you and that scared the shit out of me. It doesn't anymore though the only thing I ever want in this world is to be I your arms for the rest of my life. You're my lobster Emily Fitch. I love you."

She smiles, a tear running down her face. "I want nothing but to hold you for the rest of my life. I love you Naomi Campbell." We leaned into each other for another kiss, both of us proclaiming our undying, in my class literally, love for each other, both of us looking forward to the future and what it might bring. And for once I can look towards the future and say "bring it on" because Emily will be there by my side, always and forever.

I hope you all enjoyed this story! I felt like it was running it's course and I was running out of time so I hope it doesn't feel to to rushed. Let me know what you think! Reviews? Comments? Question?

Also my next story will be called "Imagine Us" look for it after December 8 because that's when my winter break starts. I'm really excited to start it, it's an idea I've had for a while now. I think you'll all like it. Alright everyone, see you soon!