Disclaimer: I would say that I own Darkest Powers, but I think I could get in trouble for that

Summary: Chloe hasn't seen her friends in years. She left that behind to live a human life; but when she sees someone important from her past, will she be unfaithful to this new life she leads?

I turned over in my bed; my husband was lying there snoring lightly, one hand over my stomach. I sighed before picking up his arm and moving it. I hated that I wasn't really content with my life. I had everything I'd wanted as a normal teenager. I was a screen writer with a wonderful husband who loved me like nothing else. I had a beautiful home right on a private beach and never had to leave the house to go to the office. I should have felt like the luckiest person alive, but I found myself yearning for the other life I could be leading; the life my husband didn't think existed. I wanted the life of a supernatural.

I knew I wouldn't fall asleep again. Not after the dream that had awakened me in the first place. Just thinking back to it brought chills up my spine and made me feel weak in the stomach. It wasn't a terrible dream filled with monsters and zombies like I used to have. It wasn't even scary really, but it was my worst memory played back to me almost every night.

We had done it, we had destroyed the Edison group and to do it, I along with the two other necromancers, had released the demi-demon. A storm was raging above us and I had an uneasy feeling in the pit of my stomach.

"It's time to go." Derek said giving my shoulder a quick squeeze before letting go.

"Okay" I said with nothing better coming to mind.

We all walked toward the van, our little group of misfit supernaturals. Tori climbed in first, the look of shock still remaining on her face and tears still streaking her dirt plastered cheeks. Her mother was dead, and worst of all, Tori was the one that killed her. Simon followed her; his hair was wet and plastered to his scalp. I followed, sitting on the wide seat of the van. I expected Derek to go around to the front, but instead he squeezed in beside me, his face was solemn.

I felt something dragging across the skin on the back of my hand, Simon was writing something there with a ball point pen, an email address.

He gave my hand a squeeze before letting go. We were in front of a restaurant.

"Chloe, I think you should go home to your father, he will be missing you. I've already called you a cab." Andrew said this forcing a small grin that came out as more of a grimace. I nodded helplessly; there was nowhere else for me to go. We hadn't found Aunt Lauren; she was probably dead.

Derek swung the door open and jumped out allowing me to get out of the van. I turned around for a quick goodbye but was soon wrapped up in Simon's arms. He was shaking and I pulled him into an embrace of my own. When we separated I saw tears streaking his face and I knew I was crying too.

"Don't lose that." He said pointing to my hand. "We'll keep in touch."

I nodded and looked over to Tori. "Thanks" She muttered giving me a slight smile. I returned the smile and waved.

"Goodbye, Andrew." I called.

"Bye, Chloe." He said smiling at me. "Go home to your dad. You shouldn't worry about the Edison group anymore." I nodded and turned away sliding out of the car.

"Derek," I muttered looking up at the werewolf. He gave me a slight smile and a pat on the back. That smile was more than any words and I was prepared to turn around and never look back, but I couldn't. I spun around and wrapped my arms around his waist, burying my face in his wet shirt. I felt his muscular arms tentatively wrap around me and sighed, reluctantly pulling away. "I'll miss you." I told him not even faking a smile anymore.

"I'll miss you too." He told me before climbing into the car. The door closed and I could barely see their outlines through the dark tinted windows. I walked over to the bench outside the restaurant and waited for the cab. I felt a part of me rip from my chest as that van drove away, and I knew that my heart was with them.

I'd subconsciously remembered that day through my dreams so many times; it was a permanent memory, etched in my brain. I hadn't heard from any of them in months, Simon was on important business for at least a year with no way of contacting me, and I hadn't spoken to Derek since that last day. Tori was a successful lawyer, and seemed less that interested in remembering her past life as a runaway, so I didn't bother her by bringing back memories.

I walked over to my computer and flipped open the lid. I had thirty-five new emails. I scanned over them picking out the important ones and deleting the spam.

I eagerly opened an email from the vice president of the company I was working with at the moment.

It read: We are having a meeting in Syracuse this Friday. I would like for you to attend. We will pay for your transportation and have a room for you already reserved. I'll expect to see you there. You should expect your plane ticket in the mail by Wednesday.

At the bottom of the email was the address of the hotel where they would have the conference.

Syracuse I shuddered. What I'll do for my job.

My thanks to my beta/favorite cousin, YOU ROCK LINDZ!!! And thanks to everyone who read this first chapter. Please review! Criticism is welcome.