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What Really Happened

Chapter 9: Reunion (Sebastian)

Summary: Sebastian's POV of his reunion with Kathryn.

I had to see her and that's all there is to it. Ever since I had left Kathryn that night after she fell asleep crying all I could do was thing about her. Suddenly I was experiencing this new feeling I had never felt before. At first I couldn't figure out what it was until it finally hit me. It was guilt.

In eighteen years I half to admit I never really felt. On occasion I might have felt bad about something I did. Like when I dumped Peyton Anderson an hour before the prom because I wanted to fuck her hot older sister. I felt a little bad about that but I got over it quickly enough. And of course there was what I did to Annette. That was probably the closest thing to guilt I had ever felt up until this point. Even that though was nothing compared to what I felt after I watched Kathryn collapse in tears. Watching her I realized she did truly care about me and I might just have destroyed that by what I did to her. I wanted to go to her and tell her then but I wussed out. I had to figure out a way to fix this.

For the next few nights after that I would sneak into her room at night and watch her as she fell asleep. Yeah I know in most states that's actually called stalking but I didn't know what to do. I guess in my own twisted view I was waiting for the right time to approach her. However if I was honest I was also trying to relieve some of the guilt I felt. Part of me kept hoping to catch her doing something or saying something that would prove I did the right thing. Of course that never happened.

So there I was sitting in my suite at the Four Seasons hotel, the same room I use to take my various conquests, trying to figure out a plan of attack. I had just finished pouring myself a drink when there was a knock at the door. Cautiously I approached it although I already had a pretty good idea who it was. I sighed opening it "Blain this isn't the time. I have to-"

"I have to show you something" he said breezing past me into the room.

Right away I noticed he was wearing a grim expression which was not really Blain's style. This immediately piqued my curiosity
"what?"

He handed me a navy blue book with the Manchester logo on it. "Wow Blain you want me to sign you year book?" I quipped "didn't you already graduate?"

"Uhh...one of my clients gave this to me. I think you should take a look at it."

Flipping through it disinterestedly I asked "why? What's the big fucking deal?"

"Turn to page 44. Something tells me that might interest you."

I did as instructed not really considering what it could be. The first thing I noticed was that picture of Kathryn in the teddy that I took one night when she was with one of her studly boyfriends. As my eyes wandered over the layout my heart stopped and my breath caught. Oh I was so fucked.

You can take that guilt I was feeling earlier and multiply it by about a hundred now. There was no possible way she would forgive me now. There in black in white was all her secrets and all the nasty things I could think to describe her. Collapsing down onto the couch I looked up at Blain and asked "who else has seen this?"

Raising his eyebrows he said "only the whole student body and half of New York. It will be a small miracle if Tiffani can keep it from the papers."

I closed the book and leaned back wailing "oh fuckkkkkk. She's going to hate me!"

Blain sat down beside me "well you know...probably."

I glared up at him "is this suppose to be comforting?"

"Well for crying out loud Valmont, you called her the fucking antichrist. What did you expect?"

Turning to him exasperated I exclaimed "she was never suppose to see it! Who the fuck did this?"

"Who do you think? Your little virgin friend has quite the mean streak in her."

In a million years I would never guess that Annette was capable of something like this. However it was obvious she was the only one who could of. "Why would she do this?"

Blain shrugged "her and Kathryn hate each other. They both blame each other for your supposed death and-"

A realization dawned on me "she did this because of me? Well that settles it. Kathryn will never forgive me now."

"Sebastian, do you love her?"

The question caught me off guard and suddenly I knew what Kathryn felt that morning when I asked her. "What?"

"Do you love her?" Blain asked slowly pronouncing each word.

"I..." I found myself trying to think of some witty line out of it but suddenly I just said "yes. Yes I love her."

"Then what the fuck are you doing here?"

And with that encouragement I ran out the door, hailed down a taxi and headed to my old home. I have learned through eavesdropping that Tiffani was out of town for the week so the only person I had to worry about dogging was the servants. This proved to be no problem. On my way to the back exit I over heard one of the maids say Tony the chauffeur went to go pick up Kathryn from school. There was also a princess comment thrown in there but I paid little attention.

Two minutes after getting into her closet someone else walked into the room. I recognized him immediately as Adien Kathryn's latest boyfriend. He got comfortable on Kathryn's bed until she walked in ten minutes later. It wasn't too hard to hear there exchange because they were both talking quite loudly.

It turns out some one sent Adien a copy of the yearbook and he was none to please. He all but called her a whore when Kathryn refused to apologize and give him an explanation. While he was breaking up with her my name suddenly came up. Something about how I liked her tramp routine, but it was above him. Yeah right. Too my surprise Kathryn got angry when he mentioned me and almost sounded protective. After that I very much wanted to go out there and hit that guy but I didn't want anyone other that her to see me so I waited until the asshole left.

Once he left Kathryn sighed looking absolutely miserable. She got into bed and began to read through the year book wiping away her tears as she did it. That guilt feeling was at an all time high as I watched her mutter some curses and throw the book across the room. She then laid down in the bed crying and that's when I knew I had to make my move.

Slowly and quietly I approached her. She didn't hear me as I watched her for a minute astounded that I was finally close to her. Then ever so gently I touched her arm and whispered "shh."

She jumped slightly as she turned around and as she looked at me I could tell she was most definitely expecting someone else. Momentarily I worried that maybe she was waiting for what's his face to come back but I quickly swept the thought aside when she whispered "Sebastian?"

I was stunned into silence for a moment before I answered back "yeah baby it's me."

Her face had a mixture of confusion and horror as she sat up and looked at me. Suddenly Kathryn jumped back moving away from me. "Y-your not real...your dead...your not real..." She repeated this over and over shaking her head.

"Kathryn" I replied quietly "I'm real, I'm alive."

"No, no, no" she whispered grabbing her head in frustration "this isn't happening. I am not going insane."

I stood there helplessly trying to make her believe I was truly there. Climbing onto the bed I took her hand and placed it in mine. She didn't back away she just looked up at me with the most vulnerable expression I had ever seen on her. "See I'm real. I'm alive...do you believe me now?"

The tears stopped coming as she looked at me for a long while "yes but...your not Sebastian."

That I didn't expect "of course I-"

"God did she hire you or something? Is this part two of her fucked up plan? My life is ruined just fine she doesn't have to make me crazy on top of it."

"Kathryn it's me, Sebastian. Want proof? When you were fourteen you fell off you horse and got a cut twelve inches long on your leg. Your mother made you get plastic surgery so it wouldn't scar."

She flinches but I can tell she hardly convinced "so what? The accident wasn't a secret any-"

"You lost your virginity when you were thirteen to David Gellar at the fire and ice ball. It was awful and he never called you afterwards. However last year you ran into him and gave him a blow job but stopped before letting him come. You then went and told his fianc�e that he came on to you and they broke up."

This slightly astounded look is on Kathryn's face but she refuses to believe me. However I can tell she desperately wants to. "That was in the yearbook."

I give her a knowing smile "no it wasn't."

"Then it was alluded to. There's no way your him. It's impossible."

"When we made the bet you told me I could put it anywhere."

Her green eyes narrow and a hint of a smile is on her lips "now that was in the yearbook."

I smile "yeah I know I just wanted to remind you. How about this, the first time we kissed was at our parents wedding rehearsal. I told you we should get out all our sexual attraction before we became related and then kissed you. You bit me." She starts to open her mouth and I know what she's going to say. Taking her hand I tell her "however the first time I really kissed you was the night we made love." I'm a little astounded I used those words but I move on. "That was our first real kiss. We went to the bed and fucked three times and then I went down on you. You offered to return the favor but I could tell you were exhausted so I told you in the morning and watched as you fell asleep. I didn't really sleep that much that night I just watched and listened to you. Then when you woke up in the middle of the night I could tell you were a little freaked out and so you tried to leave. I stopped you and you fell asleep in my arms."

She's holding my hand now tightly and I can tell by the look in her eyes that she believes me. Slowly I lean forward until my face is against hers and whisper "and Kathryn that was still the best kiss I ever had." Somehow my lips find hers and I pull her closer as we kiss tenderly at first. Her small hand goes to the back of my head and pulls me closer. Finally we pull away but her hand is still resting firmly on my neck. I love that feeling.

"God your real" she whispered.

Smiling I ask "you finally believe me?"

Nodding she says "yes. I missed you...so much. You have no idea."

"Yes I do. I never should of..."

Kathryn shook her head "what happened? You died...the doctor's said you didn't make it."

Ok I have to be honest here. For a second I very much want to lie and blame it on the doctors. In my head I try to work out an explanation that would work but in the end I realize I have to tell her the truth. "Kathryn I have to tell you some things...your not going to like them."

"It doesn't matter. You here now, your alive. Everything will be different I promise."

I'm counting on it. "The doctor's didn't make a mistake. I did...I faked my death."

Backing away a little she gives me this disbelieving stare and asks "you did what?"

Taking a breath I begin to launch into my story "after my surgery I woke up and Dr. Hayworth was in shock because I wasn't suppose to survive. He told me no one knew I had survived yet. I began remembering what happened right before the accident. I had this vision of how I thought things would turn out after I recovered. I would end up just hurting Annette more and you...you would blow me off. I thought you would never agree to a relationship and I couldn't bare that. I knew I couldn't be around you every day and night knowing what we shared and knowing that you didn't want me. So I figured I needed time away to sort things out. I planned on coming back later..."

As I expected this astounded look was on Kathryn's face. It was the exact same one I imagined. "So what you wanted to see if I grieved enough? If I was in enough pain maybe you would come back? Is that it?"

"No, no" I say quickly then realize that it's actually sort of true "well not exactly. I wanted to know how you felt-"

"You wanted to know how I felt? Then you ask me you asshole! You don't fake your death and make sick with grief for months! So tell me...where did you go?"

I shrug "everywhere...no where. It doesn't matter, what matters is I realized I needed you. I couldn't stand living without you so I came back after I saw your picture in the paper with that Adien guy. When I got back Blain told me-"

"Wait a minute" she interrupted "Blain knew about this?"

I probably shouldn't have divulged that part "uhh yeah...he sort of helped me leave the country."

Kathryn shook her head in disbelief "of course."

"Then I did something sort of shitty."

She glared at me "oh I think faking your death is pretty much up there. What else could you of possibly...oh my god. You left that picture for me didn't you?"

I nod "yeah. I wanted to see if you really missed me and see if you remembered what I asked you that morning."

Her eyes went wide "you wanted to see if I remembered? Sebastian that was all I thought about for nine months! I kept thinking if I could of said something, if you would of stayed with me then maybe you would of survived. I hated myself for not telling you."

My hope begins to rise "tell me what?"

Looking me dead in the eyes she says "that I love you. I did love you but I wasn't ready to say it. I didn't think it was real yet. You just asked me that and I still thought part of you wanted Annette."

I cup her face "baby no."

Quickly she pushes me off and glares at me coldly "so now you know. Are you happy now? Did I cry enough for you? Do you really believe I care for you now?"

"Of course. God Kathryn I love you."

"You love me?" She asks in this astounded tone as she climbs off the bed and grabs the yearbook. "Not according to this! According to this I'm a worthless, evil slut!"

I turn around and watch her shake with fury "Kathryn when I wrote-"

"Shut up! My life is ruined now thanks to you and your dear girlfriend. Do me a favor leave me alone and go find her. I'm sure you two will be very happy together."

Slowly I stand up and approach her "Kathryn I was angry I didn't mean a word of it."

I wasn't quite prepared for what came next though looking back I should of been. In one quick movement Kathryn punched me hard in the face. I must say her boxing skills have improved greatly since our last go around. I stumble slightly as I feel a piercing pain from my check bone. "You fucking liar!" She screams as she hits be again though not as hard but I'm not prepared and fall back onto the bed.

However she's not done and quickly climbs on top of me hitting me wildly. The whole time she screaming "I hate you! I hate you!" My hands come out and I try to grab her arms. As I'm doing this I realize for the first time that she's crying in between screams. Quickly I get a hold of her and flip her over onto her back. Pinning her arms down she starts to struggle while she continues to mutter I hate you's.

"Shhh" I whisper quietly as I struggle to control her.

"I hate you!" She yells out once more before saying "I wish you were dead."

I'm surprised by this but obviously not as surprised as her. All of a sudden she quits struggling and looks up into my face with this look of terror as if she believes by saying it I will suddenly vanish. "Oh god" she whispers through tears "I didn't..."

Letting go of one of her arms I gently wipe the hair from her face "it's ok baby I know. I'm so sorry Kathryn." Looking down at her I see she has stopped crying and now she's just looking up at me with this look of helplessness. It's a little startling but looking at her I realize how much I love her. "I love you so much...you'll never know how much."

Kathryn's quiet for a moment and then in a voice barely a whisper she says "then show me."

I look at her questioningly but she just nods. Gently I lean down and kiss her not sure what this all means. As we kiss she pulls me to her and we begin making out passionately but gently. Opening her legs she presses herself into me. I pull away "are you sure?"

She doesn't answer she just pulls me back in for a kiss. Kathryn is still wearing her school uniform and I know normally I would just lift her skirt and rip her panties off but I wanted to do this right. I start by breaking our kiss momentarily to remove her shirt. I kiss down her neck and around her navy blue lace bra before I remove it. Staring down at her perfect breasts I plant light kisses around them carefully avoiding the nipple. Soon I feel her guide by mouth to her hard tit and I begin sucking one and massaging the other.

Kathryn moans slightly and shifts her body under me in anticipation. Her small hands wander down my back and try to remove my shirt. I ignore it until she whispers "I want to feel you." Looking up at her with a smile I pull away and quickly toss it off. She smirks at me "all of it." Her hand reaches out and undoes my belt buckle then my fly.

When I'm left in only my boxers I climb back onto her and move my hand behind her skirt to take it off. "Fairs, fair" I tell her in a sing song voice as I lower her skirt. Next I let my hand slid down her lace panties and I can feel she's already wet with need. In my head I debate whether to tease her or not.

Slowly I remove her underwear too and look over her beautiful body. In my mind every square inch is perfect and I want to remember this. She glances up at me with this concerned look "is something wrong?"

I smile "no it's just...I forgot how beautiful you are that's all." When she smiles back I feel this delighted stupid feeling in my stomach as I lay down on top of her. As I'm looking into her eyes she pulls my boxers off and soon my cock is out standing at full attention waiting to enter her.

One of her slender legs wraps around me as she I finally push into her. I have to admit nothing compares to having sex with someone you truly love as corny as that sounds. As I glide in and out of her tight entrance I stare into her eyes between kisses and I know I truly love this women and I probably always will. It wasn't just that she was beautiful or a great fuck it was that I knew her. I knew every thing about her the good stuff and the awful stuff and I loved the whole package.

As Kathryn moans increase so do my thrusts and soon I can feel the inevitable orgasm race through me. My hand plays with her clit as I kiss her one final time before coming inside of her. I can feel her contract around me and her juices run out of her as I pull out. Both of us are breathing heavily as I collapse next to her letting one arm hold on to her protectively. After a while I realize she isn't saying anything. In between breaths I ask "are you ok? I mean you came right?"

She laughs that lavish laugh that I missed so much and says "yeah I came. I'm just...it's been a long fucking day."

I laugh slightly "I guess it has."

Kathryn sits up "I mean with you coming back and Adien and the year book. Jesus what am I going to do?"

I kiss the top of her head "don't worry about it. These things have a way of working out."

She looks down at me with this stupefied gaze "don't worry about it? My reputation was shot to shit and people finding out I'm in love with my step brother is not going to help matters. I'm fucked."

"Not necessarily. Kathryn what's keeping you here? I mean besides your mother and school. What else?"

"I...nothing I guess."

I smile "then we can leave."

"Leave?" She sits up with a smile "just like that? And go where?"

Shrugging I say "who cares? Somewhere were we can be together, no parents, no society hounds. We can have a fresh start. What do you say."

I watch in amusement as she thinks it over. Finally she lays down besides me and sighs "what the fuck, why not? However what about Annette? I'm not about to let her get away with what she did to me."

I figured as much and in fact I already have just the plan to take care of Annette. "Don't worry she won't. Annette's about to get a few surprises of her own."

What Really Happened

Chapter 10: Karmic Reward (Annette)

Summary: Annette's POV as Kathryn gets her final revenge.

Author's Notes: Sorry this took so long but my internet connection got knocked out and I couldn't send this. The next chapter of my fic Everything Comes Full Circle should be up soon. Also I'm in the process of updating my web site.

My life was going perfectly. I mean every thing was just were I wanted it to be and nothing could stand in my way. I was on my way to attending Princeton, I was engaged to a wonderful man, and Kathryn Merteuil was out of my life for good.

Two months after graduation I sat in one of New York's finest restaurants with my father and my soon to be in-laws. Neither my father or I could really afford the place but Brad's parents had insisted. They invited us to meet them and Brad here as a sort of a private engagement party. As I sat beside my father and listen to them all discuss wedding plans my mind wandered back to the events of the past few months.

I have to say one of the highlights was ruining Kathryn. Yes shortly after the year book was published Kathryn's reputation was shot to hell along with all her power. She never returned to Manchester after that even though the yearbook was pulled. I told my father that someone must have tampered with it before it went to press. My friends, who had gotten screwed over by Kathryn at some point in there life happily agreed that they had nothing to do with it. I really wasn't sure if daddy bought that excuse or not but he wasn't about to get his own daughter in trouble right before graduation. Tiffani Mertueil on the other hand made a big fuss and took back a large donation she had made to the school. She used it instead to launch an investigation into who was responsible for smearing her daughter. Let her investigate she would never learn the truth.

What happened to Kathryn you might wonder? Well since school was so close to getting out she was able to graduate even though she missed two weeks of classes. She however never showed up at graduation even though she was to be valedictorian. When she opted out Helen Davis took her place.

Although her reputation was now in ruins Kathryn did still have some loyal friends including Blain Tuttle. I knew Blain was also good friends with Sebastian which confused me. How could he still care about Kathryn after all the awful things she did to Sebastian? Still when I ran into him a couple weeks after graduation he was still devoted to Kathryn. "Well if it isn't everyone's favorite star reporter" he said with a calm smile.

At the time I had been at my summer job, waiting tables at a trendy coffee house in the village. I turned around and was greeted my Blain sitting alone at a table "Hello Blain."

He continued smiling "tell me Annette, do you believe in karmic rewards?"

That was the second time in recent memory that I heard that phrase. The first being when Kathryn when on her tangent about how I was as responsible as her for Sebastian's death. "What do you mean?"

"Well what you did to Kathryn, don't you think there will be repercussions?"

I could hear the threat in his voice but I ignored it "I don't know what your talking about. Kathryn's the one who's responsible for getting Sebastian killed and now she's paying for it. I did nothing wrong."

"Ok" he said as he got up from his seat "however a word of warning. What goes around comes around and Kathryn is not the person you want making sure that happens."

"Whatever" I sighed as I tried to shrug it off. I knew this was just another way for Kathryn to threaten me and I wasn't about to be bullied by her or her friends.

So I forgot all about the warning and went on with my life. Later that summer I got excepted to Princeton and Brad purposed to me. Then I got the best news of all when I heard that Kathryn had left New York for parts unknown. Good riddens I thought happily. If I never see that girl again it will be too soon.

My thoughts were suddenly interrupted when I saw Brad storming into the restaurant. He wasn't wearing that usual happy expression that was always on his face. Instead he had a deep scowl and was practically shaking with anger. "Hi honey, what's wrong?"

He looked at me with an expression of absolute disgust "we need to talk in private."

I really didn't like keeping things for my dad and the lie about the yearbook was the only time I had been dishonest with him. I didn't want to make it a pattern so I said "whatever you have to say, you can say it to everyone."

Brad shook his head "fine. The engagement is over."

Everyone at the table looked up startled. "What?" His parents asked concerned.

"Brad what's going on?" I asked wishing he would stop glaring at me like that.

For the first time I noticed he was holding something in his hand. On closer examination I noticed that it looked very much like Sebastian's journal. "On my way out Edward Valmont dropped this off to me. He told me he found it in a security box of Sebastian's and he thought you should see it. He also thought the papers might find it interesting."

I was confused by all of this to say the least "wait a minute? Sebastian's journal? I already have it, he gave it to me before he died."

"Then what is this?" He all but threw the brown leather bound journal at me. "Because according to this Kathryn wasn't the one in the wrong, you were."

I give him a puzzling glance as I begin to flip through the journal. Certain pages were exactly like the other journal including many pages I didn't copy. That should of been my first clue because I knew they were pages Kathryn never saw. However there were parts that were very different from the journal I read. All negative sentiments about Kathryn were taken out. Instead there was a five pages dedicated to Kathryn and Sebastian's love for her.

Then I came to what was likely making Brad so angry. Following the pages on Kathryn were three pages on me. Oh the bet was included as was the fact that Sebastian won. There were paragraphs after paragraphs detailing Sebastian's and my night together along with the note that he didn't really believe I was a virgin in the first place.

As I read this my hands began to shake as I looked up at Brad who was glaring at me. I had yet to sleep with Brad telling him I was a virgin and wanted to wait until I married. I think part of what drew him to me was the fact that I was so pure which is why I never told him about Sebastian. Looking up at him now I knew that was a mistake. "Well go ahead explain."

"I...Brad this isn't Sebastian's journal. There's no possible way, I have it. Someone obviously set this up."

"Who Annette? Sebastian? Because that's the only possible way. I mean look at the handwriting it's perfect."

Before I could respond my father stood up quickly "now look here. I don't know where you got this from but it's a bunch of lies. My daughter never had anything to do with Sebastian Valmont. Tell him sweetheart."

I looked back and forth between Brad and my father completely speechless. "It's-it's complicated. But Brad this is not Sebastian's journal."

"Oh yes it is" said a loud curt voice behind me. Turning around me I saw Tiffani Merteiul headed my way followed by Edward Valmont and a serious man in a suit.

"Mrs. Valmont what are you doing here?" My father asked with a worried expression.

"I'm here to make sure this little witch pays for destroying my daughters good name. My husband found Sebastian's real journal and it tells what really happened."

"No it doesn't, it's a fake. Sebastian gave me the real journal." Before thinking I said "what was printed was the truth."

Tiffani's dark eyes went wide "so you admit to printing those lies about my daughter."

Everyone was staring at me and I knew I was stuck. "Yes I wanted everyone to know the true Kathryn."

"No you were jealous that Sebastian was in love with Kathryn so you made this up to hurt her. You mine as well admit it."

I glared at this women with contempt. It was obvious were Kathryn got her charming personality from. "Sebastian did not love her he loved me."

"So you admit you slept with that guy?" Brad asked giving me the same look Tiffani was.

"Brad I can-"

"No I don't want to here it. I'm out of here." He then stormed out the way he came and I watched helpless.

"Well that's unfortunate but hardly the end of your problems" the man besides Tiffani then handed me a folded piece of paper.

I opened it and realized it was a legal document. "What this?"

"I'm suing you and the school for slander. When I'm done I'll own Manchester Prep."

"This is preposterous" my father said as he took the document out of my hand. "You can't just come in here and threaten us."

"Of course we can" said Mr. Valmont confidently. "Your daughter picked the wrong family to mess with."

As the three of them began to argue my head began to spin. How did I get here? Only a few minutes ago my life was perfect now it was like some bad dream. There was no possible way that could be Sebastian's journal, Kathryn must of done something. As I was trying to figure a way out of all of this a young waiter came up to me "are you Annette Hardgrove?"

"Yes"

"There's a phone call for you at the bar." I took one more glance at the bickering threesome who didn't seem to notice when I followed the waiter to the bar.

It didn't even occur to me who it could be as I picked up the receiver "hello."

"Annette. Read anything good lately?" That voice, immediately I knew who it was.

"Kathryn, what did you do?"

She laughed "it's called revenge moron. You should of seen your face when your doctor friend gave you the journal. Absolutely fucking priceless."

I began looking around the crowded restaurant looking for her. She said she had seen me so she had to be within the vicinity. "Where are you?"

"So what did my mother threaten you this exactly?"

"Only destroying me and my father's reputation and career. How did you do it huh? Did you hire someone to copy Sebastian's hand writing."

Kathryn laughed again "not exactly."

"God you really are sick you know that? Sebastian would hate you for this."

"Oh I doubt it. Actually I can't take all the credit for this. It wasn't even my idea."

"Then who's was it?"

There was a long pause and I considered just hanging up on her when an eerily familiar voice came on "hello Annette."

No way I thought, it couldn't possibly be. "Wh-who is this?"

"Turn around Annette" the voice instructed me.

Very slowly I turned around and across the room by one of the back doors he walked in. At the sight of him I nearly fainted. It was him or someone who looked and sounded damn close to him. It was Sebastian dressed in a black suit and those dark sunglasses he always wore. As my mouth dropped open he smiled and gave me a little wave. "It can't be" I whispered into the phone unable to move.

"Yeah it's me. You look a little surprised Annette."

"Y-your dead. It's not possible."

He laughed "but it is. I'm sorry about the display by my parents and all but really you should never have published the journal."

I just gawked at him unable to say anything. Suddenly Kathryn came in behind him in a dark dress and glasses. She leaned in and whispered something in his ear. Sebastian nodded and Kathryn looked right at me and smiled before leaving. "Well I have a flight to catch Annette. It was nice talking to you again. Oh and if I were you I won't mention this to anyone."

He then hung up and walked out. It was then I finally got some strength in my legs and I ran out after them. As I go to the back door Kathryn was sliding into a long black limo and Sebastian was helping her. "Sebastian!" I called out.

Before getting in he turned around gave me one last smile and wave and then got in. I stood in shock as the limo drove off. It couldn't be, could it? I suddenly remembered Blain's threat to me that day at the coffee house. I guess this was my karmic reward. Kathryn got hers and now I got mine. I could feel a tear slide down my face as I slowly turned around and headed back in to my fate.

The End