A.N.- Here's the moment you've been waiting for folks, when Taeyeon finally finds out who her mate is. I told you I had a plan ;) Also, quick apology of last chapter, I kind of rushed the last half of it, so it came out really weird. Don't worry, I won't do again until I'm sure of it ^^ One more thing, I've never been good at waking up scenes, so the first few sentences kind of fail :P Anyways~ Enjoy!

In the quiet room where two people were embracing, it was nearing dusk when one of the figures started to wake.

Feeling herself start to get kicked out from her dream, the hybrid stayed still in the hopes of falling back asleep. No such luck.

Groaning at the uncomfortable position she seemed to be in, Taeyeon finally opened her eyes.

Sighing at her body for not letting her go back to sleep, she shifted a bit to get up. Feeling a dead weight near her, she stopped moving.

'Did Sasha sneak in here or something?' she thought groggily.

Glancing down at the body in her arms, she could feel her own body tensing.

Staring with wide-eyes at the person she was holding, Taeyeon couldn't contain her shock and fear.

"Jessica...?" she whispered shakily.

Reaching forward with a trembling hand, the moment her fingers made contact with soft skin was the moment she figured out that this wasn't a dream.

It was also the moment she quickly and carefully removed herself from the embrace.

...

It was hours later when Jessica herself slowly fluttered her eyes open. Taking a minute to get acquainted to the fact that she was now awake, she finally shifted into a sitting position. Lightly rubbing the sleep from her eyes, she took a deep breath before taking a glance around the room.

Seeing nothing but her own clothes strewn about, and her mate nowhere in sight, she figured that Taeyeon was long gone. It was honestly what she expected to find when she woke up, but the stabbing pain in her chest didn't hurt any less.

Biting her lip hard to stop the oncoming wave of tears, she shakily stood up and slowly walked around and gathered her clothes. Giving a wavering smile at her torn shirt, she turned toward her bedroom to clean herself up.

It was later, when she had showered and was dressed in something comfortable, did her first tear to fall. Hurriedly wiping it before the waterworks came, she swiftly left her room and towards the kitchen. F