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Sark wakes up, trying to recollect whats happened but he cannot, everything is a vague blur.

“You're awake”

He stares at his surroundings, trying to gather his bearings, he's in a beautiful room, in a large four poster bed, he can just make out a stunning ocean view through some Spanish windows

“Sydney?” he says trying to sit up, only to feel a sharp shot of pain shooting through him, he sinks back into the soft pillows

She's by his side in an instant “You shouldn't try and move too much, you've been on a lot of medication”

“Is that why I don't understand any of this?” he asks with a faint wry smirk

She smiles sweetly at him, a blush of relief creeping up in her cheeks “We're in South Africa. My father secured everything. They won't find us here”

He doesn't have to ask to know who she means by 'they'. Another worry crosses his mind “And the baby?”

Her smile widens “He's in another room, sleeping”

Sark gazes at her, her dark brown eyes stare back searchingly. There's only one more thing on his mind.

“There's something I always wanted to tell you”, again he tries to sit up, but the pain is too much

Sydney grabs his hand and crouches down by the bed, she shushes him and he tries to relax again “Whatever it is, it can wait”

Sark shakes his head “This can't”

She surprises him with a gentle kiss and a half smile “I know”

He stares at her and he understands, he knows now what she feels once and for all “This is it then? Can we really do this?”

“We can try” she says optimistically and kisses him again “Get some rest, I'm going to check on our son”

He watches her go, feeling sleep come over him.

The morning comes and again Sydney is at his bedside, this time with a grizzly baby Julian in her arms, she looks at Sark as he awakens with the kind of smile he knows he'd never want to stop seeing.

“I think he wants you”

Sark stares at her and she's surprised but he seems nervous, she stands up and comes over to him lowering the baby towards him.

“Don't be scared”

He holds out his arms and then a second later, he's holding the child in his arms, Sydney sits down on the bed and watches him, realising what she denied him for so long.

This is Julian's father, Micheal never was and he never could be.

With Sark, baby Julian is suddenly calm, he is the spitting image of his father.

“He has my eyes” says Sark

Sydney kisses them both on the forehead “I'm sorry”

Sark shakes his head “You don't ever have to be”

This is the first day of the beginning of their lives, the one they've always wanted deep in their hearts and neither is afraid of it anymore.

FIN

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A/N: A fluffy outcome perhaps but I figured I've written SO MUCH angst with these two that they might as well have one happy ending with baby Julian.

Thank you to everyone especially those that consistently reviewed each new chapter and were excited about the outcome, I hope I handled some the subject matter well and I have plenty of other stories if you're interested ; ).

Thanks.