Chapter 264-11

"I know." He pulled me closer and I sobbed into his neck. "It's okay. Everything will be okay." He pressed his lips against mine again and again, stopping only to stroke the hair back from my sweat-glistened brow. "You have been the last dream of my soul, Megan Garrick," he whispered. "Dickens? You're "ing Dickens? Benjamin would be very proud of you." He shook his head. "No, he would be proud of you. You made the bloodline strong again, not me. You brought hope for all vampires, you created light when there was nothing but darkness. You were the one, Megan. You were always the one." I laid my palm flat against his cheek. The room around us was distorting, blurring, slipping out of focus but I could still see him. Could still feel his skin warm against the coldness of my hand. "No, you were the one. I love you." "Always?" "Always," I said. "Endlessly." I crushed my mouth against his and closed my eyes. The darkness came quickly, too quickly, but it was beautiful, wondrous, and I let my