Paranormalcy: Endlessly Part 29

"I know, neither do I. But we can't let that gate destroy this world!"

"No, we can't. Okay. We'll still be together." I sniffled, letting out a choking laugh. "And at least I won't have to decorate that stupid dance, right? And it won't matter which college I get into." This time my laugh was definitely more a sob.

Lend leaned forward and smashed his lips against my forehead, and I closed my eyes, letting myself rest against him. We'd fought so hard to stay here together, and now we'd have to give it up.

It sucked. It gave new meaning to the word suck, really. They'd have to change the definition after this ultimate suck to beat all suck.

"Evie, do you have any left?" Vivian asked.

"What?" I pulled my face away from Lend and looked at her.

"Any souls. Do you have any left?" She was staring intently at my chest.

"I...no." My heart sank even further. The only soul I had left was my own. I would be making an even bigger sacrifice than I thought. "Maybe we could leave it open?"

A small sapling, ripped from the ground by its roots, flew past us toward the gate.

"I think we can safely a.s.sume it's only going to get worse," Vivian said, her tone flat.

I nodded and nodded and nodded again, like the motion could buoy me up for what had to be done. "Okay. We'll be okay. I'll go through and use...use my own soul to close the gate."

"You can't!" Lend said.

I shrugged, putting on a brave smile. "It'll be okay. They can probably fix me. I mean, Reth was able to put soul into me on this side. He should be able to do it on the other side, right?"

I looked from Vivian to Lend for rea.s.surance, but neither of them had any to give. I needed them to be brave for me, to tell me it was going to work out. I'd come so far to get this bright, happy soul of my own, to figure out who I was and how to love and let myself be loved. I didn't want to give it up, and I needed to know it would be okay.

"Lie to me!" I shouted. "Tell me it's going to be okay!"

Lend shook his head. "There's no way I'm letting you use your own soul to close the gate." He stood straighter. "Use mine."

"What?"

"Take mine! I have more than you do anyway, right? It only makes sense."

"But who knows what that would do to you on the other side! You would be mortal! We'd have no idea how long you'd live, how it would change you."

He smiled bravely, shrugging. "I never asked to last forever. I'm not interested in immortality; you are the life I chose."

"Oh, will you two shut up?" Vivian stomped over to us, her white-blond hair whipped up into a bizarre halo around her head and her cotton gown barely staying on. "Let me sacrifice myself!' No, let me sacrifice myself!' I love you more than the eternities!' No, I love you more than the eternities!'" She was pale, her huge, manic eyes wide. Maybe having and then losing the Dark Queen's soul really had tipped her over the edge. "This one's all me."

She pushed Lend away from me and slammed her palm against his chest. I screamed, clawing at them, but he looked her in the eyes, then nodded, a small smile on his lips. "Okay," he said.

"What are you doing?" I tried to pull her arm away from him, but she shoved me to the ground with her free arm and pushed her foot against my chest so I couldn't get up.

I watched in horror as the light I could see from Lend got dimmer and dimmer, his glamour fading in and out. He grimaced in pain but didn't move. Vivian closed her eyes, throwing her head back from the rush.

"Vivian!" I shouted.

Her eyes opened, and she came back to herself, snapping her hand away from Lend's chest. He collapsed against a tree, hand over his heart as he panted. He quickly s.h.i.+fted through a variety of glamours before dropping them all and looking down at his water skin, then putting his head back in relief that everything seemed normal. Well, as normal as he ever was. I jumped up, touching his face, his chest, trying to see how much she'd taken, see whether or not he'd be okay.

"It's fine, Evie. I'll be fine." Lend gave me a pained smile, putting his normal glamour back on. I could still see his soul, but it was a faint hint now, like mine.

"How could you do that?" I screamed as I spun around to Vivian who now glowed with Lend's own soul's light. "How could you take that from him? Do you hate me that much?"

"No! It's the best gift I can ever give you. You gave me everything, Evie. You gave me the soul I never deserved to have. So I'm giving you and Lend the life you deserve together."

"I-" My jaw dropped as I realized she hadn't been attacking Lend at all. "You're going through."

She bared her teeth at me in her crazy, off-kilter smile. "In case you hadn't noticed, the only thing I have on this planet is you. If you left, where would I be?"

"But you don't want to live with the faeries forever!"

She laughed. "I dunno, an eternity of p.i.s.sing them off and being a thorn in their sides? I can live with that. Plus I can keep your vampire friend company, right?"

I shook my head. "You don't have to. I can still do this."

"No, you can't. But will you walk me there?" She held out her hand and I took it in mine.

Lend struggled to stand upright but I waved him away. "I'll be back," I said, my voice breaking because, thanks to Vivian, it was true. He nodded in understanding as Vivian and I braced ourselves and stepped out of the shelter of the trees, tripping forward with the wind shoving us toward the gate.

We barely managed to stop directly in front of it. "Are you sure?" I shouted.

Vivian nodded. We hugged, clinging to each other, and she put her lips to my ear to shout, "I'll see you in your dreams, okay, stupid?"

I nodded, even my tears being whipped away and through the gate. Vivian stepped back and let herself be pulled through to the other side.

The light was so bright it hurt my eyes, but I didn't look away, wouldn't look away. She jolted like an electric current had run through her body, then opened her pale gray eyes. But they weren't the empty pale gray they'd always been. They were s.h.i.+ning and bright and bold. It was like she'd been when she was full of souls, but this time there wasn't the emptiness she couldn't get rid of no matter how hard she tried. This time it was all her, as she should be, happy and full and complete. She smiled at me, and I mouthed the only words I could say, as pathetic and inadequate as they were.

"Thank you. I love you."

She smiled, then held up her hand, her face going still with concentration. But it wasn't working, nothing was happening, and Lend's sacrifice would be for nothing. I put my hands to my mouth in horror. Then the edges of the gate went fuzzy, the remains of Virginia night curling in around them, eating at the light until it started collapsing in on itself.

Vivian met my eyes for the last time, and she winked. And then, with an ear-rupturing silent pop like all the air pressure in the world had changed, the gate connecting us closed forever.

I didn't realize I was sitting on the frozen ground until Lend collapsed next to me and put his arm around my shoulders.

"She did it," I whispered, the silence nearly as deafening as the wind had been but so empty it made me ache. If I didn't have Lend here, I didn't know what I'd do. It was almost like I had sent my soul through the gate. So much of who I had been-the people who had defined me, even the work that I'd lived for-was gone now. I felt small, and cold, and a little bit lost.

"We did it." Lend smoothed my wind-tossed hair away from my face.

"It's really over, isn't it?"

He laughed and pulled me into his lap. "That's the beauty of it all. Nothing's over. It's just a new start."

"Re-forming after the chaos," I said, remembering Raquel's words. "Choosing what we'll do with how things are now, who we'll be in this new world where the only magic left is what we make ourselves."

"Exactly. So who do you want to be?"

I smiled, resting my head against his chest. "I'm not sure yet, but I'm looking forward to finding out."

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ACKNOWLEDGMENTS.

Parting is such sweet sorrow. Or, you know, sometimes it just plain sucks.

To Noah, for being my own piece of eternity in a broken world. To Elena and Jonah, for bringing endless light and joy into my life. To my parents, for always believing in me. To my siblings, for being my friends down to their DNA. To my in-laws, all eleventy-billion of them, for loving and supporting me (especially when that support is babysitting). To my friends, who are many, for putting up with me both in real life and online.

To Natalie Whipple, who started this journey with me and without whom I never would have made it past the starting line. To Stephanie Perkins, who keeps me company in humorous insanity and understands everything, always, just the way I need her to. To everyone else who has read any of these books in any of their forms-especially Shannon Messenger and Scott Tracey, for racing me through an impossible draft-thank you. So, so very much.

To Mich.e.l.le Wolfson, my fabulous, tiny, spitfire of an agent, for being my partner in all this and the engineer of my dreams. To Erica Sussman, my brilliant and insightful and ever adored editor, for choosing Evie. Heigh ho!

To my team of mild-mannered Superhero Alter Egos at HarperTeen: Christina Colangelo, Casey McIntyre, Tyler Infinger, Lauren Flower, Megan Sugrue, Alison Donalty, Mich.e.l.le Taormina, Jessica Berg, and everyone else whose tireless efforts give Evie the prettiest covers and the best copyediting and marketing and publicity, and get her from my head to your bookshelf (or e-reader, I'm not picky).

To Evie for being a bright voice in my head, even through dark times. To all the music that helped me slip into that voice, as always Snow Patrol but especially Florence + the Machine, whose haunting weaving of fantasy into music fed this entire book. To dreams and stories and wonder, and all the writers and musicians and artists who have fed my inner dreamer through the years.

To you, my readers, without whom none of this would matter. Thank you for embracing Evie in all her pink-loving exuberance. Thank you for reading. I bleeping love all of you.

The end.

About the Author.

KIERSTEN WHITE is the New York Times bestselling author of PARANORMALCY and SUPERNATURALLY. She has one tall husband and two small children. She lives near the ocean in San Diego, where her days are perfectly normal. This abundance of normal led her to a fascination with all things paranormal, including but not limited to faeries, vampires, and pop culture. Visit her online and read her blog at www.kierstenwhite.com, and follow her on Twitter @kierstenwhite.

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