Angel knocked on Peyton’s bedroom door. “Peyton? You in here?” he asked.

“Yeah just a minute.” Peyton said. She finished tying her shoe and stood up. “You like?” Peyton asked him. She twirled around showing off her costume.

“Umm…sure. What exactly are you supposed to be again?” He asked.

“The angel of death of course.” Peyton answered. “I thought it seemed fitting.” Peyton added.

“Uh huh.” Angel said. “You ready to go?” He asked.

“Yeah.” Peyton said. Peyton grabbed her purse, which was black to match her costume and followed him out the door. Tonight was gonna be fun. Peyton was sure of it.

Dean lay awake staring at a sleeping Faith. She looked so peaceful when she slept. It was like she was a different person. Not that he didn’t like her when she was awake because he did. He really did. She just seemed so at peace. Like all the crap that had happened in her life never happened at all.

Sometimes he wished he could take all her pain away. But he knew he couldn’t. He also knew that no matter how bad her life had been it was who she was.

Faith rolled over, yawning. “Morning.” She said with a slight smile.

Dean didn’t see that often but when he did he liked it. Not that he’d ever tell her that. “Morning yourself.”

“How long have you been watching me?” Faith asked with a devious look in her eye.

“Long enough. Why?” Dean asked. He was almost afraid to know the answer.

“Oh no reason.” Faith said. Though Dean didn’t believe her. “Do we have to leave soon?” Faith asked.

“No.” Dean replied.

“Good.” Faith said. That look still in her eye. She kissed him and climbed on top of him. The world could wait a little longer. But for now they were gonna enjoy the time they had alone.

Claire lay on her bed. She picked up her cell phone and just stared at it for a minute. She was debating whether or not to call Zach. She knew her father would kill her if he found out but she just really needed to talk to someone. And West wasn’t speaking to her. She dialed Zach’s number.

“Hello?” Zach answered.

“Zach?” Claire said.

“Claire?” Zach asked.

“Yeah it’s me.” Claire said.

“Where are you? Are you ok?” Zach asked, concerned.

“I’m fine I suppose. It’s just everything’s all screwed up now. I really screwed up this time Zach.” Claire confided.

“Well tell me what happened.” Zach said.

“Well I met this boy.” Claire said.

Zach interrupted. “A boy?”

“Yes a boy.” Claire said. “I don’t know why I trusted him. I don’t even like him all that much.” Claire said. That made Zach feel better. Though he knew he shouldn’t be jealous. He might not remember everything but he knew he liked Claire and she liked him. “He came up with this idea, that I knew was stupid but I did it anyway.” Claire continued.

“Well what was the idea exactly?” Zach asked.

“The idea was to scare this cheerleader. She was a lot like Jackie. Anyway he wanted to pretend like he kidnapped me and then make it look like I died.” Claire explained. “It worked only it made it into the newspaper. My dad found out and now he wants us to move again. And I don’t want to.” Claire continued.

“Why does it really matter if you move? You said you don’t like this boy that much and it’s kind of his fault anyway. Besides you still have me.” Zach told her.

“Yeah I guess you’re right.” Claire said. “Thanks Zach. I really need someone to talk to about all this.” Claire told him.

“Not a problem. I’m always here for you. You know that.” Zach said.

“Yeah I know it’s just hard without you actually here with me.” Claire said.

“It is for me too but we’ll get though it. We always do.” Zach said.

Claire heard her father coming down the hall. “I gotta go. My dad’ll kill me if he knows I’m talking to you.” Claire said. “I’ll call you when I figure out what’s all going on.” Claire added.

“Bye.” Zach said hanging up.

Claire hung up. Zach was right. Everything would be ok as long as she still had him in her life. Even if he wasn’t right here with her.

Lana stood over the crib watching their beautiful little girl sleep. Maia really was a beautiful baby. She had beautiful dark olive skin and dark brown hair that curled at the ends. Sometimes Lana couldn’t believe it was all real. But then she’d look at her and she knew it was real. They really did get what they’d always wanted, what Lana had always wanted. They had their happily ever after.

Clark walked into the nursery to find his beautiful wife standing over the crib watching their daughter. He wrapped his arms around her, kissing her temple. He could always find her in here. Lana could spend hours just watching their daughter sleep. “You coming to bed?” Clark asked.

“Yeah in a minute.” Lana replied. Clark kissed her once more, turned, and left the room. They really did find their fairy tale ending. And Lana knew nothing could tear them apart again.

Sydney walked into work and was pleasantly surprised to find a bouquet of red roses sitting on her desk. She bent down to smell them. They smelled nice as usual.

“Who are the flowers from?” Vaughn asked.

“I don’t know.” Sydney lied. She had a good idea who they were from but she couldn’t really tell anyway who she was dating. It would cause way too many problems if they knew.

After Vaughn walked away, Sydney took the card out and read it.

To the most beautiful girl I know.

Sark

“Aww.” Sydney said to herself. I’ll just have to think of a way to thank him later. She thought.

Will stood watching in horror as his father shot Julie. It was like it was all happening in slow motion and there wasn’t anything he could do to stop it.He held Julie’s lifeless body in his arms. “Julie, please wake up? I can’t lose you.” Will pleaded though he knew it was no use she was gone.

Will’s eyes shot open. He looked over frantically at the other side of the bed to find a sleeping Julie next to him. He let out a sigh of relief. It was only a dream. His father was still dead. And Julie was safe. Knowing Julie was still safe, he let himself fall back to sleep. Knowing that his father could never hurt them again.