After having lunch with Jazzy, who quickly showed me her engagement ring, we both headed towards down town, bubbling in excitement.

     "Which one of your dresses are you going to wear?" I asked, pulling Jazzy into a tea store. Quickly, we both went for our favorite teas, smiling like maniacs. "You can't use anyone else's; your dresses are just, well, you!"

     Jazzy smiled, beating me to the cashier. "I might make a new one just for me. I mean, Spencer and I haven't even set a date yet." She quickly handed the old women some money, saying she could keep the change. I followed behind her, doing the same thing.

     "When do you want the wedding?" I asked, both of us pulling each other along. "Summer! Winter! Fall! Spring!" I laughed, waiting for her answer.

     "I really want it to be a fall wedding." She smile, having a certain smirk on her face. "Something about the leaves changing color always fascinates me." I nodded my head, staying quiet as she remembers a memory.

     "Whenever it is, Jazzy, it'll be amazing." She nodded her head at my words, tears about to come down her face.

     "I can't believe this," she sniffled, smiling and hugging me. "A happy ending!" She squealed, her face into the crook of my neck.

     I stopped myself from frowning at the idea of happy endings. For the first time, I wonder what it would be like if Xavier and his friends and family were different.

     The thought didn't stay for long, Jazzy pushed back, whipping her tears away. "I just got tears all over your jacket!"

     "It's alright, Jazzy," I laughed, turning my head to find something to shop for. Although, I hated shopping just to shop, Jazzy loved it and she made it quiet enjoyable for anyone with her. "Hey, look, there's that new saloon. What to try it?"

     Jazzy nodded her head, fixing her top before walking to the cross walk. "Destiny," she asked, grabbing my arm and pulling me across the road. "When was the last time you were on a date?"

     I laughed, shaking my head. "Oh no, Jazzy. I'm a single women, and that's how I like it!" She only rolled her eyes, quickly mocking me before entering the store.

     "I'm going to set you up on a blind date!" She clapped her hands, pulling me to the counter. "What type of guy do you like? What's you style?" She giggled, smiling at me.

     "Jazzy!"

    She rolled her eyes, ignoring me and turning to the worker. She quickly looked at the board, picking what we would both get.

     The worker quickly took us to our seats; Jazzy attempting to persuade me to go on a date.

     "Wait till I get Coco to help me." She smirked, relaxing into her chair. "Then you have to go on the date."

     I scoffed, "This may come as a surprise, but Coco doesn't control me."

     Jazzy decided not to comment on it, only smiling.

     "Jazzy, no.

     "I'm being serious, Jazzy.

     "I'll kill him. I'll do it.

     "I'm not even going to show up.

     "You can't make me."

     I ended up becoming silent from the other costumers glaring at me. Sighing, I stopped for now. I relaxed into my chair, finally getting hit with the relaxation the saloon can give someone.

     When we were both done, Jazzy paid for both of us, and I knew she was going to use that against me. Although, I could have payed for myself, Jazzy grabbed my purse before I could.

     That's how she got me to agree.

     "Only one date. One, Jazzy. That's all I promise."

     "No! You have to promise to behave!"

    I rolled my eyes. "Fine." I threw my hands into the air, slightly happy with the outcome.

     We walked back to our respective cars at the dinner, giving each other a good bye, we both drove away.

     The trip to my house, which I shared with Coco, was about twenty minutes away from town. We both agreed to have a house away from regular living beings- human or supernatural.

     Parking the car into my spot, I hopped out and locked it. Having my purse on my shoulder, I walked inside, smelling the old scent of Coco alone with my own.

     I sighed, walking towards my laptop and opening it up. I set my purse by my feet, forgetting to put it up in a hook till Coco would remind me.

     Once the light turned on, I entered my password and grimaced at the sight. Last time, after seeing Jazzy and Spencer, I couldn't help myself. I looked up Xavier on WWolf- a secretive site just for wolves and their mates. After that, I searched to everyone else. I even searched up myself.

     "I though we both agreed that wouldn't be a good idea." I smiled at the voice, happy that Coco was back. "Remember to hang your purse."

     I turned around in my seat, catching her eyes. Her black skin seemed much more vibrate along with her eyes. Everything in general looks better and stronger.

     "Do you ever wonder what would happened if you never died?"

     Coco laughed, shaking her head. "No, Destiny. I was kidnapped at the age of five, never having any freedom. Here, I have everything." She stared at me for a second before nodding. "This isn't about your ex-mate, is it?" She walked toward me, flicking her hand and my purse quickly landed on the counter.

     I shook my head. "Of course not! It's just weird to think about." I rubbed my shoulder, taking another glance at the picture of myself.

     "It's ok to have those thoughts, Danny." Coco whispered, sitting down next to me. She logged into her account, pulling up WWitch.

     She pulled up a picture of herself. "I had nothing to live for in that time. I know you had a mate or maybe the idea of searching for your parents, but I had nothing."

    I nodded my head. "I never thought about my parents. Do you think they know?"

     She shrugged. "What difference would it make? If you want to go back, I have no problem in supporting you. I just think it's a bad idea. There's still to much raw emotion."