Emerald

It's not long before I reach up and crush my lips against his, not caring that we're in a car full with his family.

Screw them, I've got my soulfinder back.

The guilt gnaws at me, of course. I can never escape it, and I probably won't ever escape it. The guilt that my dad killed my mom, the guilt that I killed my dad, and the guilt that I killed Darren. The guilt that I'm here, now making-out happily with my soulfinder, while Darren is lying dead in a ditch, my mom is six-feet-under and my dad is lying motionless in that warehouse.

I'm going to have nightmares about that warehouse.

But my mind is quickly wiped blank as Will deepens the kiss, sending my pulse racing as he pulls me closer, stretching my seat belt so that I'm straddling him, my arms wrapped around his neck while his are brushing the hem of my shirt before finally skipping over my stomach to the edge of my bra.

"We have a rule in this car, William and Emerald." A voice calls from the front as our panting breaths become louder. "I'm not sure if either you are familiar with it, but, I'll tell you anyways. It's the "do-not-have-sex-in-my-car" rule, a bit of a cock-block, I'm aware, but I really don't want to clean my brother's seme-"

"Xav, I get it, okay?" Will pulls back and barks out, irritated. He then looks at me, grinning from ear-to-ear. His lips are purple and bruised from kissing, and I can't help but run my hands through his dark, floppy hair as he gives me another goofy grin.

"I know you should be the one saying this, Emerald, but your gun is digging into me." He chuckles and I frown, before remembering the heat packed in my dad's leather jacket that I'm still wearing.

I press my hand over it and wince, it must be some new, smaller gun that he designed or something, because it doesn't feel like a normal gun. But I keep my hands away from it, knowing I'll just hand it to Saul once we get back to the house.

"Hey, Sky-baby!" Zed suddenly exclaims from the middle section of the car. I can't tell you how funny I found it when we all piled into this "Soccer Mom" car, while Victor, Diamond, Trace, Karla and Saul got into a normal, black SUV. Xav's car for the night is pretty lame.

"Yeah?" Sky asks, and I turn from my straddling position on Will to see Zed pull her closer to him.

"You said that if Emerald didn't come back, you wouldn't kiss me until she did, remember?" He asks, shooting me a mock glare and Will guffaws loudly, making me bounce up and down.

Sky blushes. "Yes."

"Well... Emerald's back, so...?" He gives her a mischievous smile before she reaches up and kisses him, their lips molding together like they've done this a million times before (which they probably have).

"Guys." Xav groans from the driver's seat as he stops at a red light. "No fornication in the car!"

"Yeah," I agree, dryly. "Because it would totally ruin the Soccer Mom look."

Crystal chuckles before leaning into him and turning Xav's face to hers. "You're just jealous that I'm not kissing you."

Xav taps his chin, as if he's pondering that. "Well..."

But he doesn't finish the sentence, too caught up in Crystal's kiss to speak.

I turn back to Will who grins and pulls my face back to his, the three couples kissing passionately.

"Yves, I seriously think they're about to have sex." I hear Phee laugh out, as she's the third person in our row.

"I know, I think Sky and Zed are about to do the dirty here, too." I hear Yves' voice form in front of us. I pull back from Will – who groans in irritation – and turn around to look at Yves and Phee who just shrug. Yves then turns around in his seat and sits up, leaning over the chair and kisses Phee who replies immediately. Will's hands slip to my hip and as I survey the car with a smile, my heart plummets as I see Uriel in the front, beside Xav and Crystal who are swapping saliva like it's the last day on this planet. He just stares out the window, blowing on it and then drawing stick men in the condensation.

I clear my throat.

"Xav, if you two could break it up for a minute, we need to get back to the house." I tell him, voice a little husky.

Xav and Crystal break apart as a horn blares behind us – Saul's horn, no less – and Xav groans as he starts driving again

Sky/Zed and Yves/Phee are still playing tonsil tennis so I sigh.

"Seriously, you're not cats. Do you want me to start spraying you with water so you stop kissing, or will you just stop by yourselves?" I say irritably, and Sky jerks away from Zed, her cheeks red and her eyes glazed over as he flashes me a smirk before twisting a lock of her hair around his finger.

"Yves, Phee, you too." Will says from beneath me, tapping his brother's head, but Yves waves his hand away, too invested in the kiss.

"Guys!" Xav yells from the front, causing me to jump. "I know you want to consummate your marriage but not in this car!"

Phee and Yves finally pull back, Yves blushing and fixing his hair and glasses while Phee crosses her arms over her chest, glaring at everybody.

"Our sex life is none of your business, you pervert!" She hollers right back, and I see Xav roll his eyes in the rearview mirror.

"Or lack-there-of." He mutters, but we all hear him and can't contain our chuckles.

When we arrive back to the Benedict household, The three couples sprint off into the house, all going to do God knows what. But their obvious love has me smiling to myself as Will and I slowly make our way to the house. Uriel follows us.

We all raise our eyebrows as Victor stalks past us, shoulders hunched over and feet stomping.

"What's up, ma-" Uriel asks, voice and face full of concern, but Victor cuts him off with a snarl.

"Shut up."

Will looks to me while I just shrug, and as Saul and Diamond pass us out holding a hobbling Trace (note-to-self: ask Trace how he's still breathing after a bullet to the heart, might come in handy some day) and Karla follows, holding the front door open for us, we turn and look to Uriel, who closes the door as he's the last one in.

He sees our looks and sighs, shrugging off his jacket and hanging it on the rack by the door, Will follows suit.

"He's just angry. He wants his soulfinder and all that." Uriel sighs again, rubbing his face tiredly. "You've been there, you know."

I do know, and I know that it sucks.

We all walk into the house, following the bunch of people. I feel a slight vibration in the jacket I'm wearing, and I freeze.

Why is the gun vibrating? I think, but then I roll my eyes at myself as I sit down with the family. It's probably my dad's phone.

I just sit there and ignore it, fiddling with the hem of the jacket. Uriel sees this and chuckles softly.

"You forgot to hang up your jacket." He rolls his eyes with a kind smile, smiling past his obvious ache for his soulfinder. He stands up and walks towards me. "Here, give it to me, I'll hang it up."

He ignores my protests and takes it, walking out of the living room and to the other end of the house where the front door is.

Will grins from beside me. Obviously not close enough, he plucks me off my seat and sits me on his lap. I brush a kiss against his cheek and he grins at me.

"What now?" I ask and he shrugs.

"I don't know. Summer will end, I'm supposed to go back to college in Denver, but I guess I'll go wherever you want." He gives me a dopey grin while I shake my head, smiling.

"Don't give up college. I'll go there with you."

"What? College?" He frowns. "But you didn't finish school. Is there a course you want to take there?"

I shrug, heart racing at the endless possibilities set out in front of us. "I don't know, maybe. I was just thinking about getting a part-time job or something."

Will grins, pulling me closer. "Whatever you want, I'll help you with it."

My heart melts as I stare at him. "Thanks." I breathe out.

His face mirrors mine. "Your welcome, and..." He sucks in a breath and his Adam's apple bobs as he swallows. "And, I love you."

I grin as he turns a little red. "You know, j-just in case you had any reservations or d-doubt-"

I brush my lips against his, pulling back and grinning. "I love you to-

BOOM!

The sound has the frame of the house shaking, pictures falling from the walls and cups crashing out of cabinets, mirrors breaking and crashing to the ground along with all the glass from every window shattering.

"What the hell?!" Zed shouts, clutching Sky to him, his eyes find Saul's who shrugs before we all freeze, the air leaving our lungs.

A horrible, piercing, agony-filled scream sounds from the front of the house, and before I can even think, I'm running towards it.

It carries on and on and on, making my ears hurt as my shoes slap against the floor, the thumps of feet sounding behind me clue me into the fact that the family are following me.

As we get closer I realise there's a fire, the black, noxious smoke forcing me to pull my top up and over my nose, my eyes watering as I plow forward and into it, bits of plaster on the ground, but with my super strong telepathy it goes flying out of my path as dread settles in the pit of my stomach.

The screaming is so loud now that it's all I hear, all I focus on as I come to the source of the flames, the fire and the screaming.

The sickly sweet scent that smells of cooking meat, I realise, is flesh burning, and as Saul comes from behind me with one fire extinguisher and Victor with another, they both stop dead in their tracks.

Victor falls to his knees and crawls towards Uriel as Uriel's shouts of pain quiets and he slowly passes out, eyes rolling into the back of his head. Uriel is laying on his front, and I realise the burning smell of flesh is coming from him, from his back. It's so messed up...

I look away instantly, my eyes trying to find the source of the fire as the rest of the family file in behind me, Saul shouting out orders to call an ambulance and fire brigade as people start trying to put out the fire with fire extinguishers.

I just stand there, in the front of the house with the fire slowly dying as Uriel lies with the worst burns I've ever seen on his back and maybe other places too. And finally, my eyes find what caused all this, and it all clicks into place.

Scraps of the burnt leather jacket lay near the staircase and my heart sinks, the bile rising up my throat.

There wasn't a gun or a phone in the pocket of my dad's jacket.

There was a bloody bomb.

Author's Note:

... Yes... that is actually how I'm ending it.

Now, you may ask that question because you want to know what the hell is going to happen to Uriel, or because you think it was a crap ending. Either way, this fanfiction is over, and I am relieved.

Very relieved.

There were many times when I was just like "Hm... how about I just don't finish it? Yes, that's a very good idea, let's not finish it. There are too many things to do. Shows to watch, books to read, things to reblog and sunlight to hide from."

But, considering I started it, I thought, "let's just finish it for the craic." Which is basically the attitude of every Irish person ever (usually involving alcohol "Seamus, there's seven litres of Budweiser here, what do we do with it?" "I say we just finish it for the craic, Connor.")

Abandoning Rain's first chapter has been uploaded! YAYAYAYAYAYAY! So check that out if you want, also, the summary sucks because I literally had no idea what to write and when I did it was too long so just check it out, because I promise it's better than what the summary says.

Please review, whether it's your first or last time, it means a lot. And even if you're reading this and it's been three years since I uploaded this, still review, because it's still going to make me happy.

I hope you actually did enjoy this, and I hope you continue to enjoy any fanfics I do in the future if you read them.

Adios amigo, I've had fun (kinda, not really, okay a little bit, yeah it was good).

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