Well, you guys, the popularity of this far exceeded my expectations :) It's been fun, but here we go. A little fluffy epilogue to tide you guys over. I'm always open for any ideas for Fallen oneshots, so if you want me to write anything, request it! I'll do any character, any pairing, though I'm not sure how well I can write Duce, seeing as I hate it.

Oh, and I also posted another Cam!shot on my page if you want to take a look.

A million thanks to all that reviewed, and my wonderful beta Blackwater Crazziii. Team Cam FTW!

Living for centuries means that you get a lot of chances to do things, and Cam had taken a lot of drugs, though not in proportion with his life-span. He'd tried just about everything, and drunk alcohol, but there was nothing quite so addicting as this.

A black-haired girl pressed against his cold lips.

Luce angled her head and breathed in, and Cam trailed his bare arms up her back. He couldn't think, he couldn't breathe, he couldn't do anything but sit and live and feel the wind whip Luce's hair against Cam's cheek.

It was...heaven?

Cam smiled into the kiss at the irony, and Luce pulled back, her arms still around his neck and her eyes still closed. A small smile graced her curving lips.

"I love you," Cam told her matter-of-factly. "I always have."

"I know," she said, nestling her head into his collarbone.

"So has Daniel."

"Screw him," she said. "This time it's different."

And then Cam laughed, a rich, deep laugh that echoed down the rock face. He threw back his head and laughed at the night sky. Luce smiled at the sound.

"I'm right," she said. "Everything is different. If I die this time, then I'm gone for good."

"Hence why I'm not going to let you do that."

"Good," she smiled. "Because this time absolutely everything is different."

Cam bit a lip. "You remember that I'm the...bad angel."

"Of course I remember," Luce said.

"But aren't you good?"

Luce put her chin on her palms and stared out at the trees below the cliff. "I have been every other time," she said. "But like I said. This time is completely different. Maybe I was meant to be bad."

Cam laughed at the thought.

"I wasn't kidding, though," Luce said, abruptly changing the subject and running her fingers through Cam's. "You're going to die. Your fingers are blue." Cam looked down in surprise to see that she was right. She rubbed them briskly in her own, and they stung as feeling slowly returned to them.

"We should go inside somewhere," he said, and Luce nodded. "I don't want to hike down in the dark, you?"

"No...it was hard enough hiking up."

Cam gave a devilish grin and stood up. "I know what to do. Hold on!" And he swept her off her feet, carried her, and spread his wings in one fluid motion, whooping in joy as he tossed himself off the cliff.

Luce gave a tiny scream when she felt gravity take leave of her, but then when Cam started flapping she laughed out loud and looked up at the millions of stars.

Ten minutes later, the two were warm inside a small restaurant in the nearest town that was open late, sitting together in a booth. A waitress smiled at them warmly as she brought them their food.

"Don't you two look happy?" she said, still beaming.

"We are," said Cam, giving Luce's hand a squeeze. "Thank you."

"Yes, thank you," repeated Luce.

"No problem, honey," the woman said, setting their plates down and leaving.

Cam smiled as he bit into the perfectly cooked French fry.

~END~

D'aww. Cam got his French fries.

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