Ok, its me again, almost two years since I wrote this fan fiction. I have had awesome feedback, and its really amazing that I am still getting reviews from this story. That point being I have two messages for readers out there. One, this is the same chapter you probably read, unless you are seeing this for the first time. In that case Enjoy!

Second, I realize that in my early works, I have had a lot of spelling mistakes and inaccurate information, especially this one.

That being stated. I am revising the two chapters I have on here, and fixing spelling, punctuation, Becky to Beth, sorry for that one. And other things. I really apologize for taking this long to fix, but I have 21 other stories currently that I am going back through and revising, plus I have two top ones that I am still writing for.

Being said, this story will finish, I promise that. Its just that I ask for a little more time because I have to catch up on this story again and finish some others, but I will keep my promise to finish all my stories including this one.

So sorry again for all the previous mistakes. I hope that this now reflects my new and improved writing.

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It was all up to her now. Her fate to seal the rip in time itself and save thousands of lives.

But could she really do it, not knowing what could happen to her as a result. Or worse. what if Rex was wrong and what she was about to do didn't fix the rip. What if it didn't work? What would they do then?

She shook the thoughts from her mind. She knew she couldn't think like that. She had to try and do what she could to protect all those people. To protect her friends, her mom, and dad, but perhaps most importantly her little sister.

She felt bad lying to her sister, but knew that it was only to protect her, Not even in her wildest dreams would she wish the Beth had to see this world. The 25th hour of the day, wasn't meant for human eyes to really see.

It was only meant for those special few who fell into a category of being born at the stroke of midnight, if not exactly only minutes from it.

But could she really do what she was about to? Even with Jonathon at her side? They were getting closer to the tower now. As they began to draw near she could hear the sound of her heart beating rapidly in her chest.

It would only be another jump or two and then they would be there. Her mind wondered momentarily on to how the others were doing.

Was her sis and Cassie alright? and what about Rex. Last time she saw him, being in the mess that he was. Was he able to protect himself let alone the two girls? And what about Dess and Melissa? How would they fare after all this had happened?

Suddenly she felt a squeeze at her hand as she gazed quickly at Jonathon. Apart from fighting the approaching darklings, it didn't seem different from any other flying experience. Well if you counted touching a lightening bolt in the middle of a city in the 25th hour, with the whole end of the world thing, a normal experience. But she wondered would this be the last time they would be together?

What if she didn't come back? What if What if? That's all that kept running through her mind; the endless questions about what might and might not happen.

Before she knew it they had landed on the platform above the tower. There they were, the two of them, standing right under the rip, which was coming at them faster than anyone could imagine. It was now or never, Let her fears get the best of her and risk the lives of hundreds, thousands, billions of innocent people or to push them aside and take her chances.

She through one final glance at Jonathon who seemed just as concerned as she was. But there was no other choice.

She turned to him forcing the best smile that she could. This could be the last time she ever would see him again. The last time she saw anyone again.

"Ok, step back." she commanded but he stood there transfixed on her face. Had he heard what she just said? "Jonathon step back." she ordered, letting her voice become harsher than she wanted it to sound. Out of nowhere, she felt his hand grab onto hers and pull her to him, their lips locking instantly.

She basked in the moment for a few seconds before pulling away. She nodded and this time he took a step back not saying a word. Had he been thinking what she had?

Was this the last time he was going to see her?

She looked away from his face, unable to see what emotions lied in it. She turned up to the bolt of lightening as the rip drew only feet away. It was no or never. She took a deep breath and then touched her hand to the bolt of lightening.

The moment her hand made contact she felt a surge of heat ripple through her body, as the rip drew to a halt and began to seal itself from where it stopped. She felt as the heat moved in power causing her to close her eyes tightly. The rip still slowly sealing itself. It was impossible to believe that the supposed 25 hour day would only last 58 minutes. Down to the minute. She was sure not even Dess could have calculated that one.

She felt as her mind started to slowly shut down, she realized that she did it. The seal she could sense was now sealed and that it was over. She tried to open her eyes but felt nothing unable to open them. Was she dead? No she couldn't be.

Death was suppose to be more welcoming with a light at the end of a tunnel, right? But there was no light, there was no tunnel, just hollow emptiness.

Through the darkness though, she heard a familiar voice. It was distant and faded, but she heard it. She knew the voice from anywhere. Jonathon. He was yelling, but it faded. The last thing she remembered felling was two familiar hands around her waist before she let the darkness take over.

Hey! There it is! I hope that it sounded and looks better. And a little hint, if any of you read it again. Can you find the parts where I added some of my new writing style? It was fun. Hope this was better.

Thanks again

Later days,

Bree