Author Note: Thanks goes to SamanthaLyn for another wonderful review. Thanks also goes to SparkenRose for becoming a follower to this story. Another emotional chapter and the M rating will be in full force here. I hope you enjoy the new chapter and let me know what you think.

"I stand here again

Forsaken in a place that feels like

I can never win

I'm reaching for a saving grace

I can't even trust no one

But I need to rise above

I don't think I'm good enough

To feel your perfect love"

'Falling Apart' by: Papa Roach

Chapter 19:

"What do you mean?" Ayva asked jerking her hand away from him

"She dipping dangerously further into the coma, which means we have to act quickly."

He looked down at her, wondering if what he was saying was truly going to her mind. Her own problems were weighing heavily on her thoughts, not that he blamed her. Finn was never one to give himself completely, except in Aluxia's case. To this day, he couldn't understand what his fascination with her was. Looking at Ayva, there was so much more life in a small part of her body than in Aluxia's entire being.

Pushing her own pain aside, she took his hand and quickly thought of the house. In a matter of seconds they were standing in the living room. Becky looked up from the magazine she had been reading. Seeing Roman standing there confused her, because in her mind he was dead. "Roman...how...how is this possible?" She asked.

"It's a long story and I can't really explain it to you right now. Sera needs me." He stated shying away from her.

Ayva could tell there was history between them and something she was entirely curious about. Dean turned the corner with Finn trailing right behind him. Both men were in complete amazement. Finn eyed her cautiously. She knew that he wanted to ask about Roman; but he remained silent, buying his time to speak with her one on one. "She's upstairs in my room. Follow me." She stated walking straight passed Finn without bothering to look him in the eye.

The only thing he wanted to do was take hold of her and pull her body close, kiss those lips and devour every inch of her skin. The demon inside of him roared to life in her presence. He knew that she had to speak with him sooner or later. "Finn..." Becky called.

"Huh...what?" He answered snapping out of his thoughts.

"Did you know he was alive?"

"No...this is news to me as well."

Thinking about how Becky was feeling in that moment, his pain seemed a little less important. Before Dean, it had only been about Roman. He was her everything. The reason she woke up everyday in a cell just waiting to be tortured again. He was the one that gave her strength to not end her own life when the worst things happened. Learning of his death, caused her own demon side to emerge.

Dean and himself were the only two people that could get through to her. The despair she felt was heartbreaking even for someone as emotionless as he had been back then. Little did she know, that his leaving was probably the best thing that happened to her. Dean became her saving grace. They completed one another in the most perfect ways. He only wished that he could do that same for Ayva.

"Becky..." Dean called taking hold of her hand.

"This changes nothing, so don't look at me like that." She replied.

He leaned down to press his forehead against her own. Walking together, they made their way up the stairs to Ayva's bedroom. Roman sat down on the edge of the bed taking Sera's hand into his own. Ayva hung back watching intently trying to ignore the fact that Finn's eyes were staring right at her back.

"Come on, sweet one...it's time to wake up now." Roman whispered running a finger along the side of Sera's face.

The rise and fall of her chest was steady, giving no sign that a change was coming. Ayva took a step in Roman direction, a subtle white glow emanated from her palms. She fully intended on trying to heal her once again; but Roman's hand extended outward, preventing her from taking another step closer. The red glow circled his iris' reminding her that he was in fact half-demon. "Sera...come back to the world that needs you..." He whispered stroking her hand.

Again, she remained as still as ever. Ayva was having doubts that she would ever wake up. Closing her eyes, the burning sensation behind them ignited. She never wanted to see someone else suffer because of the things she's done. The urge to run away from it was completely overwhelming. Where would she go? Aluxia was on a man hunt to kill her. There was nowhere she could go that wouldn't result in catastrophic consequences.

Finn could see the tears rolling down her cheeks. Quietly taking steps in her direction, he gently took her hand into his. His touch came as a surprise to her; he knew, because she whipped her head around to meet his gaze. The confusion on her own face told him exactly what he needed to know. She didn't understand what he was doing. He had made it clear earlier on that his intention was to sever the bond. Now he was standing there holding her hand ever so tenderly.

No words were exchanged, not even telepathically. They stood beside each other with hands entwined. Roman leaned down to place his lips upon Sera's. The sound of her heartbeat quickening alerted Finn to a sudden change. Ayva could see her fingers twitching and the color return to her features. "Sera..." She whispered.

Finn allowed her to leave his side, joining Roman at the bedside. Sera gingerly opened her eyes to see the two most important people in her life. It brought a smile to her lips almost instantly. "There is my beautiful angel." Roman commented kissing her cheek softly.

"Hello to you to..." Sera replied her voice still very weak.

"Sera..." Ayva called crying tears of joy in the fact her aunt was fully awake.

"Oh Ayva...you have nothing to feel guilty about."

Biting her bottom lip from the harsh sobs that wanted to erupt within her, Ayva reached out and wrapped her arms around her aunt's neck. Roman could do nothing but smile turning his head back to look at Becky, who was huddled close to Dean. He knew that he owed her an explanation for how things ended up. He didn't think it was so much about a broken heart but more about the betrayal for just leaving. "We will talk. I promise..." He said mentally.

"It doesn't matter now. That was almost forty years ago...it's obviously to see the reason why you never came back." She replied trying so hard to keep her composure.

"Becky..." He called; but never got the rest of what he wanted to say out. She immediately put up a mental block to prevent him from even speaking telepathically to her.

Dean noticed right away something was amiss with her. She turned heel and proceeded out of the room without looking at anyone, which was extremely unusual for her. He narrowed his eyes in Roman's direction, figuring out that he was the reason for the behavior change. "I'm glad to see that you are okay, Sera; but if you will excuse me..."

"Dean..." Roman said firmly.

Shifting from Sera to Roman, Dean was in no mood to hear what he had to say. Becky was upset enough with his appearance after everyone thought he was dead for over forty years. "Don't don't make excuses. None of us want to hear them. You have no idea what you did to her when you left." He snapped before shimmering out of the room.

Becky refused to let the tears flow. It had been over forty years since he left and she didn't understand it. Was it because he left for Sera? Or was it just the fact that he couldn't tell her to her face? Both scenarios hurt. She sat down on the couch picking up the discarded magazine she had been reading earlier.

"I know it's bothering you." Dean interrupted.

"Of course it bothers me! He fucking left me!"

Her eyes were now intense red, reflecting her internal anger. He had no idea what to say that would make her feel better about the whole thing. Roman coming back was not something anyone thought would happen, because he was supposed to be dead. Here he was, alive and Sera's soul mate. All he could do was comfort her in any way she would let him. "If he hadn't left, then we wouldn't be together now..." He said sitting down next to her.

"I know and I'm not bitching about that. I love you and nothing will change that. I'm just hurt by the way he had done it."

"I know"

Dean wrapped an arm around her, pulling her close. He hated how quickly things took a tumble for the worst, not just for them but for Finn and Ayva as well. The only hope they had now was that Ayva would finally eliminate Aluxia once and for all so that maybe things could go back to normal. Most importantly, so Roman would leave and stop tormenting the woman he loved more than life itself.

Sera reached over to place her hand on top of her mate's, doing her best to comfort him. She knew that they had every reason to be angry at him. He left and made sure no one would find him except for her. It was the way he wanted it. It was the safest way at the time; but it didn't stop her from feeling sorry for Becky.

Ayva stood up from the bedside and wiped her eyes clean from the stray tears. She was thankful that she hadn't cost Sera her life. "There is no need to cry any longer. I am fine. You need to keep your chin up. Aluxia will not stop until you are dead. It's personal for her now." Sera explained.

"I know. Don't worry, she won't get the better of me."

"You really are his daughter..."

Her words trailed off as her eyes rolled back into her head. Roman eased her gently back down onto the pillow. He expressed that it was nothing to worry about, that she was just sleeping off the effects of the self-induced coma. Ayva figured that it was best to leave them alone. It looked like Roman could use a rest himself.

Finn allowed her to walk out of the room first and pulled it shut behind him. She continued on not bothering to say a word to him. "Where are you going?" He asked hoping to get some insight as to what she was thinking about.

"I'm going to find Becky and ask her if I can stay in her room tonight. Sera is in no condition to be going anywhere." She replied.

"Ayva...would you stop and talk to me?"

"Why? You've made it pretty obvious what you want to do. If I let you tell me, it becomes a reality and I'm..." Ayva turned around to look at him with sorrowful eyes. "I'm not ready to let go yet..."

Finn wasn't about to let her leave this time. He needed her to know that he wasn't going to give up anything. He wanted her to know just how much she meant to him. Auburn hair shifted passed his peripheral vision. Reaching out, he took hold of her wrist and shimmered them both into his own bedroom.

Jerking her arm away from him, she took several steps back to keep the distance. Her body screamed distrust and it was too much. He had pushed her away for the last time. "You need to listen." He stated running a nervous hand over the top of his head.

"Fine."

"I was wrong. Severing out bond will not save you and I...I'm sorry for thinking that it would."

"Finn..."

"You have have every right to be angry with me for even thinking of leaving you. You are the first person I've let in since the she-devil herself. I don't know how to be relationship material; but what I do know is that I need you and I don't plan on ever leaving your side again for any reason."

His words went directly to her heart, coaxing it to race. She never expected him to open up to her that way he currently was. She wanted to believe that he was telling her the truth; but there was that nagging little voice in the back of her mind warning her to be cautious. Ignoring it, she allowed herself to feel his emotions. What she felt made her heart skip a beat and her breath catch in her lungs.

Finn could see that she was struggling to believe him and she remained frozen in place. He took the opening to get close to her. Standing only a couple inches away, his fingers traced a line down her bare arm and over the inside of her wrist where her tattoo lay. "I'm not going anywhere, Ayva Cerise Bradly."

The fact that he knew her middle name surprised her. She loved how he wanted to know every detail of her life. His feather light touches stirred her innermost desires. She wanted to be close to him in every way possible. He leaned in even closer, moving his hand up to cup the side of her face. The second their lips touched, it ignited an entirely new flame inside them both. It was different than before when they kissed. It was more intimate, more loving.

Wrapping her arms around his neck, she pushed herself up against him in attempts to deepen the kiss. Groaning deeply, the demon inside him was fighting for dominance. He wanted to claim her, make her his forever. The human part of him continued to fight him down. He wanted to be himself for their moment of reconciliation.

Ayva shifted her arms from around his neck and moved them down his chest, memorizing every contour of his muscles. Resting her hands on abdomen, she pushed a little energy out. Just enough to pushed him back against his own bed. The lust coated her eyes, giving them a silvery shine. He sat down, debating on whether or not he should continue what obviously was about to.

Before he could even protest the thought, she straddled his lap. How could he deny her now when she wanted it as much as he did? She pressed her lips onto his once again, using her hands to lift up on the hem of his t-shirt. The urge to feel bare skin on her own was taking over every rational thought she held.

Finn slid his hand up her thigh, tucking under the material that was her mini skirt. He moved his lips away and nipped at the shallow of her sensitive neck. The sound of her moan excited him even further. His fingers found silk of her panties, brushing the tip of his finger along her covered womanhood.

Breaking away from her neck, he allowed her to remove his shirt completely. Her chest was heaving up and down as she tried to catch her breath. Every touch he placed on her skin left her breathless and burning with a want that was foreign. Using the opening to switch positions, he wrapped an arm around her waist and swiftly rolled her onto her back so he was hovering above. "You are my everything, Ayva and I'll be damned if I let myself ruin it. I love you."

A smile finally upturned her lips. She finally heard the words that her heart craved to hear. Hooking a leg around his waist, he fell forward with an arm on either side of her head. He let out a chuckle in response to her actions. She definitely was his better half, no doubt about that. "I love you too." She replied running her warm hands down his entire chest, resting right at his belt.

Finn captured her lips, preventing her from speaking another word. There would be plenty of time to talk later. Right now, he wanted her in the worst way. Sliding his hands up her smooth legs, he lifted her skirt up to her waist allowing her panties to be in full view. Black lace was the perfect image on her semi-tanned skin. Pulling the zipper down at the front of her pink top, he exposed her lace covered breasts.

Dipping his head between them, he placed several tender kisses across the swelled flesh then dragged his tongue down to her navel. The scent of her arousal enticed the demon inside of him even further. He could feel him clawing at him for control; but again, fought it off with the need to be himself.

Clothing scattered around them, leaving them with nothing. He took the sight of her beneath him and burned the image into his mind, not wanting to forget it. The moment he entered her, the pleasure of it unconnected inside with a burning heat and an urge to give her exactly what she needed or wanted.

The sound of her cries of pleasure excited him even further. Her nails dug into his shoulders, giving him the edge of pain that sent him borderline over the edge. Reaching out to take a hold of the metal headboard frame, he moved against her body. Ayva arched her back, lifting her own arms to hold onto his. "Finn..." She cried knowing that she wasn't going to be able to hold herself back any longer.

"God...Ayva..." He groaned.

Pushing himself into her again, her walls were tightening around him and that was all it took to send him over the edge. Her panting was the most wonderful thing he had heard in a long time and the fact that it was for him made it that much more special. Letting go of the frame, he leaned down to kiss her lips.

Leaving her warmth, he rolled to the side taking her into his arms. Loving her was the only thing that kept him going in life and the knowledge that he almost let that go sickened him. He was going to spend however long it took to make that up to her. She snuggled her head against his chest, pulling the blankets over them. "Are you okay?" He asked softly stroking her back.

"I'm perfect."

"Good."

"So are we out of the woods now? Can we finally be together?"

He watched her bite her bottom lip waiting for his answer to the question. She was so damn adorable that it made him want to laugh; but he was also thrilled to know that she wanted him because she wanted him, not because they were supposed to be. She fought to keep that, because in reality, she didn't have to. "Yes, we are in the clear. I am not going anywhere." He answered finally.

"Oh thank god..." She whispered before pressing her lips against his.

He laughed, holding onto her tightly. Thinking back on how they got to this point, it gave him such joy to know that they fell for each other like normal people. She was the one he could see himself spending the rest of his life in the arms of. She was the one he could see maybe having a child with, if that was what she wanted.

Ayva forgot all about her anger towards him and relished in the fact that he was willing to make it up to her. He was willing to make things right and that was more than anyone could do for her in the past. Damien had lied to her, though she didn't fault him completely. Her relationship with Finn meant more to her than anyone knew and no one was going to ruin that for her, not even Aluxia.