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I could feel myself jerk right back into consciousness. My breathing was deep and even. I was lying on the grass in my backyard, aware of the familiar smell of the forest behind me and my own house. The ground was wet, as was I, and I knew it had rained. The smells of vampires increased as the water played on their skin. I was beyond confused. My head spun fiercely and I continued to take deep breaths. I felt…worn down. Tired? Is this what it feels like? I don't like this. I don't like this at all.

My memory was of course still in tact. Everything that had happened before I...fell asleep...I remember. Except for the last few minutes. I searched in my brain for something to trigger the memory which only caused my head to hurt more.

This couldn't be an ordinary human headache. It felt as though my brain were ramming itself into my skull, throbbing painfully after every tantalizing blow. No human could endure this kind of uncomfortable feeling. I still remembered Lily, my power, Collin, Chad…

Chad!

As the last minutes before I fell became evident once again to me, the pain increased horribly. I moaned.

"Don't touch her," A vampire who was not Collin- it was a female- spoke urgently.

"I know what to do in these kinds of situations, Isobel." I heard Collin now.

Someone- I assumed it was Isobel- sighed unnecessarily. "Just be patient. I know that's a lot to ask from you, but she's going through something very rare right now."

I tried to become aware of my surroundings. I could place the smells of all the vampires around me, hear the flow of breathing of those who were. There were about thirteen of them in the area. Three kneeled beside my body, four stood a few feet away, watching the scene. The rest were scattered, but if I needed to go into details, there were two about twenty feet away from me, another three in the woods, and…the last thing was not a vampire.

What was in my yard that was not a vampire?

I tried to keep the growl growing in my throat quiet. I succeeded.

I racked my brain again for exactly what happened. I now understood.

"What just happened to me?" I whispered calmly.

Collin answered. "This kind of thing happens when you use your power too much on the first stage of being a full vampire."

"What the hell." I muttered, my hand went to my head.

"It's strange." Isobel said. I could hear her head nodding.

"Well," I began again, impatient. "Did I just…fall asleep?"

"Something like that." Collin said quietly. "You sort of passed out after he threw you at me. Either you were scared- which I highly doubt- or you had just seen too much in your vampire state."

As I took quiet breaths, I realized everything.

I jerked upright in a blinding movement.

"Is he alive?" I asked, my mouth barely forming the words. My eyes had shot open and I looked directly into Collin's. By accident, I caught his power.

Stupid wolves.

How is she not crying out in agony? When I had this happen to me all those years ago, I was miserable.

Who, Chad?

This Sonny girl is stronger than we thought.

I tried to tune into Collin's thoughts.

"Yes, Chad." I urged, beginning to panic despite myself.

My faith in him is very large. Was I, perhaps, too confident?

I swear to you, those thoughts made my heart actually move inside my chest.

Well, you know what I mean.

My confidence level began to falter as I watched Collin's expression waver to worry and hurt.

"Collin." I speak sternly.

The rain, which I now hate, has washed away the smells of all the wolves. I was always one to be patient, always not minding the fact of nothing. But ever since Chad showed up in my life, there just couldn't be nothing. My impatient side began to emerge, and my lips pursed as I stared down Collin. He did not speak soon enough.

"Dammit, Collin! Where is he?"

"Gone."

"What do you mean, gone?"

My voice began to quiver. No, I told myself. He is not hurt. He is not gone. Gone in this case could mean so many different things.

"He's in a better place now."

That's the first time a swear word ever escaped my lips.

"Oh, geez." He said again, noticing all the vampires staring at him incredulously. "I could not have said anything worse than that. What I meant was…" His finger tapped his chin.

I was getting furious with him. We're freaking vampires! This conversation should have been done a long time ago!

Isobel spoke quick and fluidly. "Chad is not here right now, for he has gone into the forest. We believe he is discussing the matters with the rest of the wolves, but it's not completely likely. He is not dead. But he might be hurt."

"Which direction?" I breathe a sigh of relief.

It wasn't relief- it was like elation times one billion. My love was still alive. Not severely harmed. Chad would be okay. I could still be with him. I wanted a huge grin to start on my face, but my determination to see his face was far greater then my relief. I just needed him.

I need him now.

"North. Past the lake and maybe a mile more west after that."

"Thank you," Those words once again barely happened on my lips before I was traveling like a bullet toward the way Isobel directed me.

I unsuccessfully tried to detect Chad's smell in the Earth. Guess I'll hae to wing it.

After reaching the lake. I took a different approach.

Where would I be if I'd have left?

Only one place came to mind.

Three minutes later my nose made out a new smell other than nature. But it wasn't Chad.

Something was interrupting the trees.

This area was familiar to me. I was about twenty miles from Condor studios, as the forest stretches out all the way there. For I had ran here in an attempt to escape Chad all those days ago when I had drawn that perfect picture if him.

…The pictures.

In a second I was under the interruption, a huge black tarp in the forest covering seven to eight trees. With Chad.

He stood there, staring interested at the same picture I had thought of moments ago. When he registered my presence, I saw him stiffen and heard his intake of breath.

Chad turned slowly and faced me.

The picture he was looking at was the one where I'd colored him as a wolf, and overlapped the drawing in pencil of him as a human. It was by far my favorite. They were all still in tact, not at all touched by the downpour of any day. This must have been here since that particular day.

I had already noticed his torn clothes, his bleeding arms.

"Chad." I whispered, for some reason feeling completely defeated despite the fact that we won.

"I thought you were dead." He said, staring at me in a confused manner.

"No," Now I was angry. I'm getting a lot of mood swings lately. "It's just that, you know, I'm a vampire. and my werewolf love of my life told me he was going to kill me a few hours ago and I was like, Oh my gosh!" He began to smirk. I got angrier when he began to walk toward me. "Then suddenly he's like, Let's throw you over here so you can have no idea if I'm going to die or not and totally freak you out and then-"

Suddenly his lips had crushed on mine.

All of my anger, my sadness, my confusion, left me. Let me tell you guys, it never felt more amazing kissing him then it did now. His lips were hot on mine, and I immediately began to want more. I wrapped my arms around his neck in a secure grip. He was never, ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever going to DO THAT AGAIN!

"Sorry," He muttered. "You're cute when you're angry."

I pulled back an inch only for a second so I could say, "I swear to you, Chad Dylan Cooper, when someone makes me think you're dead again, I'll be so enraged I'd come and kill you myself."

He chuckled and kissed me again, before mumbling on my lips, "Same."

One of his arms wrapped protectively around my waist. And the other hand came up to my chin. His fingers slid down my neck and onto my collarbone, tracing random patterns on my skin. I pulled away again so I could giggle, only to put his lips back on mine.

"Okay," I gasp. "I think I've got enough of you to realize now that you are- in fact- still living."

He whines.

I smirk.

"What brings you here?" I murmur, serious now.

Chad gets more serious, too.

"I just needed something to give me a little inspiration." He utters.

I looked at him as he looked at all my pictures.

The notebook, colored pencil, and artist pencil had been put back onto the rock.

"Did you put that there?" I ask.

He smiles, embarrassed. "Yes."

"Why?" I smile, too.

He takes a deep breath. "I wanted everything where it was because that day was one of the best days of my life."

I stare at him. He stares at me. And then I almost fell over. But I didn't, of course.

"Well, then." I'm the one embarrassed now. "Just so you know, Chad…it was one of mine, too."

"Good."

"Good."

"And since it's here…" I trailed off suggestively, making my way over to the artist materials. He smirked, realizing what I was doing.

I began to laugh when he put a hand on his hip and the other fluffing out his hair.

"You should totally be a model." I said sarcastically.

In a second he was in front of me. I was already seated on the rock, so he leaned over and placed his hand on the rock by my hips. He became dangerously close.

"The only person I would veer model for is you. And that is an honor."

I giggled once again, pushing my hair behind my hair and ignoring that last part. I looked back up at him. With pencil in my fingers, my hand flew across the page and my eyes never left his.

"I think that's the most flirtatious thing you've ever said to me, Cooper." I emphasize all the words.

Chad stares into my eyes. The picture of this scene is finished and I rip the page from the binding, placing it on the now dry forest floor. Our contact never broke.

Once again his hand came up and brushed across my cheek. I leaned closer unconsciously, completely on instinct. He began to kneel down, and I was pretty much sitting in his lap. His forehead pressed on mine, and our noses skimmed. I began to breathe, deeply. My body tingled with an eagerness I hadn't known until the day I had seen his face. I drop the notebook and the pencil and press my body against his.

Our eyes said it all.

"I love you." We whisper simultaneously.

We had both known we were in love with each other.

And I was about to express that with Chad Dylan Cooper.

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I hope you understand what I mean when I say, "expressing their love". I'm only twelve people! Anyway, I thought they were at that stage. Also thank you all SOOOO much for the incredible reviews! And don't worry, the rating of this story is not going to change. I'll try to update sooner too! School is almost out, so it may or may not be a good thing in relation to my writing.

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