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Author's note: Well here it is. The final chapter. I apprciate all the reviews and kind words from everyone. I was thinking of doing one final part to this trilogy but I think I might let my characters take a rest for a while. Well as always, enjoy, have fun and let me know what you think.

Let go of your love

Ride his pulse and you forget

Slow down your time will come

If not tonight surely by the dawn

Take it like a man...

The strange face of love

A cat's eye a lizard's tail

The pentagram he bought in hell

He stalks the night with no intent

His brow sweets for innocence

Take it like a man...

The strange face of love

Don't look back, don't look back

He's right on your trail

Don't look back, don't look back

He's just a step away from hell

Don't look back, don't look back

Into the strange face of love

The rain's soul makes kill and cry

He wants desperately to die

But fast and skillfully forgets

He's back on the street with no regrets

Take it like a man...

The strange face of love

Don't look back, don't look back

He's right on your trail

Don't look back, don't look back

He's just a step away from hell

Don't look back, don't look back

Into the strange face of love

Tito & Tarantula (The strange face of love)

Dark. Very dark. Cold. Very cold. It filled the room like a thick, suffocating blanket. Blood. So much blood. Coating cold skin like an uninvited guest. Memories. Very old memories. Flashing past fogged, barely alive eyes.

A sudden feeling of a presence. The presence of an long ago death. Benny. He distictily remembered the shots. The shots that mush have killed him. "I'm dead." The words were low and whispered.

But he wasn't dead. He was close to death but death would not take him now. It never would. He wouldn't let death touch him. He suddenly became aware of the things surrounding him. Voices. He swore he heard voices. But they had long ago disappeared. Who had been in that room with him? Whoever they were, they were gone now.

Slowly he reached up a bloody hand and touched his head. He felt a pain that he had never felt before. It burned all the way up his back. He let in a sudden gasp of air. His first real breath. Then he let a small smile fill his face. They would never get rid of William Spencer Banks.

~*~

"Keep still pretty boy. The girl will get what's coming to her." The gun stayed held at the side of his temple. The man who held him did not loosen his grip. "What the hell did I get myself into?" he thought to himself. He hadn't seen Spencer in years. Guess he picked the wrong time to show up. "Listen you fuckmook. You're in for a world of pain. If I may say so myself."

Jason felt the man loosen his grip and then the gun being jammed down on the back of his head. He felt himself tip forward and landed bent over on the hood of Aiden's car. "Oooo...This isn't good." he mumbled to himself. He lifted his head a little and saw Aiden through the windsheild. "Maybe if I send my mind rays she'll actually help me." he thought.

Jason heard the man behind him start to move. He figured this was as good a time as any to lift his foot, kick him in a place that would leave him in a world of pain. He heard the pain filled grunt and the sound of the man falling on the ground. "Thank you." he muttered. Quickly he stood up and grabbed the gun that lay on the hood. He turned around and pointed it randomly. "Wow! There's alot more of you than I thought." he said out loud. Then he let out a smirk he got from his brother.

He let out a shower of bullets until every last one of them was on the ground. "Stupid fuckmooks." he mumbled. Slowly he turned back towards the car and looked at Aiden. Her beautiful face was filled with fear, anger, and sadness. "Come pretty girl. Let's get the hell out of here." Jason stepped into the car and closed the door behind him. "What if there are more?" She looked towards him.

"Oh there are more. Trust me. But we don't want to be here when they show up. I almost got skullfucked there." He let out another smile and Aiden turned her head back towards her window. She should leave. She knew she should leave. But she just couldn't. "There's one place I have to go first. Then I'll drop you wherever you want to go."

~*~

Aiden pulled the black car into the muddy driveway. Spencer's driveway. "I need to get a few things. You just stay here." Jason looked over at her and smirked. "So this is my brother's place? How many a night's did you spend here?" A sudden flash of anger came over Aiden and her fist punched him in the face. "Jesus Christ!" he shouted. "What the hell did you do that for?"

Aiden turned to him and held up her gun. "Don't fuck around with me sugar. You have no idea who I am or what I have been through. I just lost somebody that I loved tonight. It took me six years to find him and now he's gone. His worse fear came to life today. He was afraid to die. He told me last night as he cried from all the pain he was in. So don't fuck around with me."

Aiden lowered her gun and got out of the car. With the gun close to her side she walked up to the door. As she stood upon the top step she looked down and saw the blood that stained the stone steps. Spencer's blood. Slowly she pushed open the door and walked inside. The house was dark and filled with a cold that haunted her. Warmth would never fill this place again.

Slowly Aiden moved to Spencer's bedroom and walked in. Scattered clothes lined the floor and the smell of him filled the room. Slowly she lowered herself down on the bed and curled into a ball. He was gone. She was never going to see him again. She had been too late. As always she had been too late. How much she wanted him to walk through that door and tell her it was all a dream. But he wasn't going to walk through that door. He never was.

"I have to go back." she mumbled to herself. "I can't leave him there." Aiden forced herself up off the bed and towards the door. The night air slowly swirled around her like an invisible fog. "I have to go back!" she shouted. Jason looked up at her. He had been leaning on the side of the car smoking a ciagarette. A cigarette in brown paper. "Go back where?" he asked. "We have to go back to the factory. We can't just leave him there."

Jason dropped his cigarette and stamped it out with the heel of his foot. "You can go back. I'm leaving this place." Aiden jerked her head back in his direction. "What do you mean? He's you're brother for Christ sake!" she shouted. Jason let out a slight smirk. "Yeah and such a brother he was. He killed our father when he was eighteen years old! He left me by myself. He never protected me against my father. He became a contract killer! What do you expect me to do?"

Aiden clasped onto the gun at her side tightly. "What did you expect him to do? His father beat and molested him! You can't blame him for anything! He was just a little boy!" Jason rushed at her and slammed her against the wall of the house. "Yeah well I was a little boy too. I don't know why I even came back here. You can go on your own. I"m getting the fuck out of her before anymore of Benny's goonies come back to kill us."

Jason let go of Aiden and stepped a few steps back. Just not enough to escape her fist to his face again. "I hope you burn in hell." she whispered as she headed for the car. "Spencer already beat me there!" he shouted back. Aiden stopped dead in her tracks and turned around slowly. "You bastard." she whispered. Quickly she pointed her gun and shot him in the foot. As he screamed out in pain she smiled. "Next time I won't miss." she shouted as she got in her car and raced away.

~*~

The grounds seemed deserted as Aiden found her way back to the factory. The bodies of the dead men that Jason killed were the only things that she saw as she entered the door. Slowly she crept the halls until she came to the room where Benny had held her captive. Images and voices flooded her head as she reached for the doorknob. "Shut up." she whispered to them as she pushed open the door.

Nothing. As Aiden entered the room there was nothing. There was just the remains of a chair, a table and blood stained floors. "Where?" she said breathlessly. She paced the room in hysterics and muttered to herself. Where was he? Where had he gone? Someone had come back and took the bodies. And if they took the bodies then they were still in the building. "Christ." she muttered.

Aiden took ahold of her gun and slowly made her way through the hallways. Suddenly heard the sound of someone a few feet in front of her. Maybe they were in one of the rooms. "Where the hell are you?" she shouted. Her voice echoed off the empty walls. "Come out you son of a bitch!" she screamed. She heard the figure start to move out into the hallway.

The figure had their backed faced towards her. Slowly he held up his arms. A gun dangled in one of his hands. "Put down the gun you fuckmook." The gun dropped and she heard him laugh. She knew that laugh. "I taught you well." he said. Aiden felt her stomach drop. Her heart wanted to burst out of her chest. "Spencer?" she whispered. Slowly he turned around and she was met with the eyes that made her fall in love.

Aiden dropped her gun and ran to him. She wrapped her arms around him and kissed his neck. "I thought I lost you." she whispered. She felt him fall almost limp in her grasp. "Spencer?" she whispered. She pulled away from him and he slid slowly down the wall. "Benny's got a bad shot." he whispered. Spencer pulled up his shirt a little. She saw the blood and his open skin. He had dug the bullet out of his side. "Did he honestly think he was going to get rid of me?" he whispered.

Aiden pulled his shirt back down and looked at him. "We have to get you to a hospital." she whispered. "I know someone who you can take me to. If you take me to a hospital they will lock me up."

Aiden helped him to her car and then pulled herself in. She turned and looked at him. His deep caramel eyes were as intense as ever. His raven hair still wanted to cloud him. His rough and smooth hands ran down her cheek. "I want to see my baby." he whispered. Aiden smiled as she thought of her daughter. "I love you." he whispered as he kissed her. "I love you too." she whispered back.

Author's note: Well there you have it. The end of Part 2. I really hope that you did enjoy it. Maybe sometime in the future there will be the final part 3 but let's let a good story rest. I hope you have enjoyed it. Oh by the way meet my cast:

Aiden-Angelina Jolie

Spencer-Johnny Depp

Jerry-Stephen Dorff

Benny-Antonio Banderas

Jason-Mark Wahlberg