Taylor's Pov Rolling out from under Justin I smiled up at him, my breathing returning to normal. He grinned wrapping an arm around me, pulling me to his chest. "I forgot how amazing that was," I admitted, my face actually turning a shade of pink. Justin chuckled, giving me a rueful smile. "I'm sorry you had to wait so long to feel this again, I didn't plan dying that night," I winced at the memory, resting my head on his neck, twisting my legs around his leg. "Let's not think about that night, besides, I blame Elijah and his no good friends," I muttered with a dark glare out the window. Justin's soft lips caressed my cheek, pulling my attention back to his gorgeous face. I admired his forest green eyes, that swept over my body as he watched me. "I told you Tay, it wasn't their fault.. Salrion wasn't thinking clearly that night. He wanted to kill all of them, to keep them from Emma. And you know Jareth, he had this extreme thought that they would hurt Lily, he just wanted to protect Lily. I tried to stop them.. But we needed up fighting." I listened, but my brain wouldn't let me accept this, all I heard was that those beasts killed Justin, and Emma was supporting them. To not cause any fights I just kept my mouth shut, and nodded. Justin leaned forward brushing his lips on mine, lingering there to speak. "Trust me," I melted into him, letting him get to me. Who could deny Justin Wolfe anything when he did things like that? I found myself, kissing him back, with a gently movement of our lips a thought came to me and I pulled away. Justin pouted as soon as I moved my lips from his. I laughed, tracing his lip. "Hey now, no pouting, you know you promised to come shopping for baby clothes with me," He gave me a pained look, with millions of excuses dancing in his eyes. "But Tay- "Nope, no buts, your coming, let's go," I sat up, but Justin's hand caught mine, pulling me swiftly back into bed and on top of him. "Even though we could be doing something a bit more.. Interesting?" He said with a smirk hinting on his lips. I tried making a serious face at him, but I ended up laughing. "Who are you and what have you done with my boyfriend, you weren't this willing before you died," I pointed out amused. His lips touched my forehead, hugging me to his chest. "Let's just say after dying, your outlook on life changes, you find out there is something's that you would be dying to do, but you can't, and you know you could have if you were alive. I guess I had taken for granted what we had.. And now I want to appreciate everything I've been given," Tears filled my eyes at his words, and slowly I sat up, watching him sit up with me. "Justin," I hugged him closely, kissing him with passion. He wrapped his arms around me, pulling me into his lap, stroking my cheeks as he deepened the kiss. But again I pulled away with a breathless laugh. "We still need to go shopping," He chuckled, his fingers wandering down my spine, making me shiver. "And we will, after seconds," He promised, and pressed his lips hungrily back to mine. I let him take control, not being able to deny him. 2 hours later I smoothed my hair back, after pulling my black leather jacket back on. "Now let's try this again," I said throwing Justin an amused look. He gave me an innocent smile. "I was just enjoying some time with my girlfriend," "Mhmm, that's what you were doing, very well might I add," I said, coating black eye liner around my eyes in a thick amount. I grinned at his smug proudness. "Glad to be of service," I rolled my eyes, and tossed him a shirt that had been thrown from the bed in our first haste for each other. "Get dressed, we need to get going," I smiled, and turned, walking down the stairs. Thank god no one was home, this might have been a bit embarrassing. I waited calmly outside, looking around a the beautiful sunny day. "Admiring the beauty my beauty?" Justin's voice sounded a few feet behind me. I gave him a "Yeah right" look, and took his hand, walking down the steps of the porch. "You know, you seemed in much higher spirits a few minutes ago," Justin teased. I narrowed my eyes at him, hiding a smirk of my own. "Your talking to a pregnant girl, my moods will probably be crap most of the time, so be prepared for hell the next couple of months," He just laughed, his thumb rubbing in circles around my hand. My heart raced a bit as I glanced down at our hands. He had done the same thing the day he died. I bit my lip, holding back the agony at the thought. It's ok.. He wasn't going to leave me again, he promised. I was about to say something when Justin froze in his place, suddenly pushing me behind him. I stumbled, clutching on his light jacket to keep myself from falling. "What is it?" I asked peeking from behind him to see Kristine standing in front of us. Fear crawled around in my stomach at her deadly blue eyes. Her platinum blonde hair bone straight going down past her shoulders. "Hello Justin, it's ever so nice to see you, and Taylor." Her sickly sweet tone not hiding her harsh, evil coldness. Justin said nothing, he just kept himself tense in front of me, as if ready to fight right here. "Relax dog, we are in public, if I kill you, it will be somewhere away from everyone, so no one can hear your screaming," Now I glared, moving to stand in front of Justin. "You better watch who you threaten you witch," I spit glaring. "Taylor," Justin urged, pulling at me to get back behind him, but I wouldn't move. Kristine's smile widened into an evil smirk. "Oh young Taylor, how naive you are, I'll threaten who I want, do you think you could stop me?" "Oh I know I could," I bluffed. Kristine gave me a thoughtful smirk, and tilted her head back to laugh. "Your precious mutt died once, I can and will do it again, don't tempt me," I clenched my fists at her words, now knowing she was right. I was powerless. "What do you want Kristine," Justin barked seeing my broken expression. She snickered, and looked in both of our eyes as she spoke. "I just want to give you a little.. Warning, stay out of my way, or I'll be killing more people then I have planed. Have a good day." She then turned and left, disappearing through the trees. Bump? What do you think?