Life is better with you!

It seems like forever. It definitely feels like forever, but only a few months have passed. Or maybe I just suck at telling time and it's been six years. I'm kidding, it's not that bad.

After showing excellent motor skills and taking some x-rays, I've been released from the lab. Willow bent a few rules in order for me to leave. She actually poured a gallon of gasoline on them and set them ablaze.

Willow does so much and gets so little in return. What's interesting is how much she doesn't seem to mind it, like she's only there to help and support, not get recognition.

I've thanked her more times than I can count on my fingers. Now that I think about it, ten times isn't much compared to all the things she's done for me and her own family. Even if Samantha doesn't see it quite yet.

"This is so weird," I say while staring out the window, watching as the trees gliding by.

"It'll take some time getting used to," Willow responds. "But I'm sure you will adapt quickly to everything."

I hope so cause I don't know how long I can stand feeling so confined by just sitting in a car. When I was smaller I had more room to roam and move around. Now I'm feeling claustrophobic. A small price to pay for being normal, right?

I try to distract myself from the odd but familiar surroundings. "How much longer do we have?"

"Not long. Why? Are you getting nervous?" Willow teases.

I'm so damn terrified. So much could go wrong and yet everything could go so right. Everything will go right. How could it not?

"A little bit," I admit with a small touch of blush on my cheeks.

"Honesty is good," Willow turns down another road and the large plot of land comes into view. My heartbeat spikes like a mountain. "It means you're well aware of what's happening."

I watch with nervousness weighing in on my body as the gates open slowly for the car to pull through. All I hear is the soft hum of the car driving up to the house.

Willow parks in front of the house instead of the garage. I'm about to ask her why, but it seems as though Willow could read my mind faster than I could form the question.

"She doesn't know we are here," Willow says.

I stare at the house. It's still huge in my opinion.

This is it. This is where one journey ends and another begins. The simple thought makes me all the more nervous. Willow reaches over with a gentle hand and rests it on top of mine.

I swivel my head to look at the woman. She has a ginger smile on her red lips and tears pricking at her eyes.

"Willow, what's-" She holds up a hand to cut me. I close my throat and open my ears.

She sighs. I can hear the waves of sadness rolling over that sigh. "In all of my years of being Samantha's mother, I've never seen her so happy when she's around you. I'm not a religious person, but you seem to be a gift to this family, to my daughter. I don't know why, but I do know her life is better with you around." The scientist sucks in a shape shaky breath before speaking again. "You've been thanking me so much these last few days when it should be me thanking you for making my daughter happy again. I had always feared that she'd lose her way and it would be my fault for doing so but it seems like she's doing just fine with you helping her figure things out. And for that, I truly thank you, Caesar."

I'm astonished. Like, truly baffled. How could she say so much for the little that I've done? I've done nothing to actually deserve this great thanks from a wonderful woman like Willow.

"Willow I-... I don't know what to say."

Willow lets out a soft and gentle chuckle. "There's nothing to say. Just be there for my daughter, when I can't anymore."

My throat clamps shut. I realize what's happening now. She's saying goodbye.

Willow nods, mouthing the word 'go' to me.

It's a moment of hesitation for me before I climb out of the car with shaking limbs. In my mind, I know this isn't right, but I have to let her go and she has to let Samantha go. Out of all the things I have done to bring them back together, it didn't change anything.

"It was nice to meet you, Caesar," Willow tells me. "Please continue to take care of my daughter."

"I will, I promise," I respond while doing my best to hide the quiver on my lips.

I shut the car door and watch the scientist drive off for the last time. The reason for her leaving will always be a mystery and, oddly, I'll keep it that way.

The house is more welcoming than the very first time I came here. So much has happened from that day. Honestly, I never thought I'd ever been standing here the size of a normal person, but  I'm here.

My heart is pounding in my rib cage. "I should've gotten flowers."

I open the door to the large foyer. The first person I see standing there is a woman with black hair. She stares at me oddly before her eyes nearly fall out of their sockets from shock.

I awkwardly wave at Veronica, the same woman who threatened to kill me on my second day here.

We just stare at each other for a moment or two before I clear my throat and awkwardly shuffle past the woman who might be having a heart attack right now.  Nothing I can do to help her though.

The stairs aren't a pain to climb up or down anymore. It just takes me a few seconds to reach the top and that's when the anxiety starts to kick in.

Her door is slightly jarred for me to hear faint footsteps coming from behind it.

Butterflies rise from my stomach into my throat as I get a slight hear of Samantha's voice. I could drop dead and be happy. Her voice is so smooth and beautiful. I've been away for far too long. I bet she hasn't changed much.

I creep closer to her door to listen in on the conversation while peeking in.

Samantha is sitting at her desk with her phone to her ear and her eyes on the laptop on her desk.

The brunette groans and answers the person on the other side. "I've said no to everyone that has asked me out, Ash."

There is a short pause before Samantha answers again.

"I've told you a thousand times, I want Caesar to take me to prom."

My heart swells with joy. She waited for me!

The best friends go back and forth before I realize I'm creeping on my own girlfriend who has been waiting for my return since I left almost six months ago.

I slowly push open the door and step into the messy teenager's room.

I don't know if I should wait or announce my arrival. Either way, it'll probably give Samantha a heart attack. So I just stand there like the awkward fucking teenage adult I am.

Of course, it takes Samantha a minute or two actually notice me. When she does, all hell breaks loose.

"Gods, what the hell!" Samantha shouts, springing from her seat as she stares at me, bug-eyed and terrified. She throws a book at me.

I duck and the book sails over my head.

I throw my hands out in front of me to defend myself. "Sorry, sorry. I didn't mean to scare you. I just kind of showed out of the blue, Samantha, I know. But I'm here so... hi."

Samantha stares at me, unsure on weather she should believe me or not. She puts her phone up to her ear and tells Ashley she'll have to call back later then hangs up.

We look each other in the eye, neither of us not really knowing what to do now.

"I thought you'd be taller." Samantha blurts out.

My eyebrows rise and a large smile crosses my lips. "Oh, yeah. How tall did you want me to be?"

Samantha taps her chin, pretending to think. "Maybe as tall as the house."

I step closer to the girl and start to chuckle. "Holy shit, you're short! Why would you want me to be any taller if you can't even reach my knees?"

Samantha frowns and crosses her arms. "That was rude."

My features become more gentle as I slide my arms around the girl's waist. She feels so warm and visiting. "What? Can't handle the truth?"

That frown twitches a bit but doesn't move from its spot.

"Okay, now you're just being stubborn."

"I am not," Samantha quickly shoots back. "What you said what's really rude."

I cock a brow and lean close to the brunette. "Do you want a kiss or are you going to keep running your mouth?"

Samantha's brows rise. I'm a little shocked I'd say that too so it kind of catches us both off guard.

The brunette begins to giggle before the simple little joyous sound erupts into laughter. Soon I start to laugh myself. Now we look like two crazy people laughing over nothing.

Samantha leans into my body and wraps her arms around my waist. My brain kind of reboots for a second or two before I slide my hands up to her shoulders.

"I missed you so much," She says.

"I missed you too," I respond gently.

We stand there in each other's arms for moment so we can let everything sink in. So many raw emotions fill room and it's more than over whelming for Samantha.

She begins to cry actually and it gives me a panic attack.

"Woah, woah, woah, what's wrong?" I ask, squeezing the girl a little more tight. "Did I do something wrong?"

Samantha shakes her head and pulls away just enough to look me in the eyes. "No, you big dummy, I'm just so happy to see you again."

I smile and wipe the tears off of Samantha's cheeks. "I'm glad to see you again too."

We lean in closer to each other, letting our foreheads touch for a brief second. I cup a hand over Samantha's cheek. She places her own hand over mine.

My eyes close as we lean in a little more. I can feel the warm minty breath brush against my lips. Then everything clashes together.

Her lips on mine and mine on hers. Samantha wraps her arms around my neck pulls me in deeper. Fireworks explode in my chest as what feels like a minute actually ends in a few second.

We both are short on air, but that's the least of my problems. Now my own tears prick at my eyes.

"I love you, Caesar," Samantha whispers gently.

"I love you too," I say in a tender tone.

And in that simple and loving moment, everything seemed right with the world.

The end!

Author's Notes: It's done. Caesar's story is over and to be honest, it was a little tough to write. I'm sure it shows in my writing, but that doesn't mean I didn't enjoy writing her story though. Anyway, I'd like to thank everyone who have been reading this story since the beginning! The votes and comments make me feel like I've been doing something right! Seriously, this story would've ended a lot differently without y'all's support! So give yourself a round of applause for being great readers even if my writing can be unbearable at times, I'm glad you pushed through and finished. Now, with Caesar's story finished, y'all expect me to write another story, right? Don't worry, I am but I don't know when I'll upload the first chapter. Just keep your eyes out for a preview of it in the future. I want to make another thing clear as well. Although I will be writing another story, I will not upload a story I can't finish so I'll be four or five chapters deep before really doing anything. Anyway, the Authors Notes are over! If you liked the ending or wanted something else leave a comment, vote and all that good stuff. I will see you all in the next story! Bye!