Author: Johanna-002 PM
Joseph brings both Mia and Clarisse home to meet his Family. Eliza admiringly looked over Clarisse. "I trust that he's telling me the truth: That you make him happy.." Eliza fiddled with her left hand before slowly pulling the ring off of her finger- diamonds glittered around the big stone in the center. "The ring his father gave me… I want you to have it- to wear it..." Please R&RRated: Fiction T - English - Family/Romance - Clarisse R. & Joe - Chapters: 6 - Words: 8,402 - Reviews: 15 - Favs: 5 - Follows: 5 - Updated: 08-02-12 - Published: 07-23-12 - Status: Complete - id: 8352434
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A/N: Thanks to all my readers and reviewers... you all rock!
The Princess Diaries doesn't belong to me!
This is the final chapter. Yay! I'm so glad to have experienced such a thrill with you all, until next time my lovelies!
The week had passed on eventfully, Joseph and his family would be leaving in two days.
It was early Thursday morning and Eliza sat on the swing connected to her front porch. The only light available were the porch lights and the dim lighting of the morning sun.
Everyone was still asleep… so she thought. When the screen door creaked open Eliza looked up and smiled.
"Hi son," Eliza greeted as he sat down next to her.
"Good morning," He greeted. "What are you doing up so early?"
"I could be asking you the same thing."
He smiled, "Clarisse is hogging the blankets."
Eliza grinned. "Your father used to accuse me of doing that too…" She trailed off, looking towards the flower bed surrounding the out-skirts of her house. "I miss him."
Joseph grabbed her hand. "I know you do. I miss him too. I miss Dalia… A lot."
"She would have made such a wonderful mother." Eliza said softly. "She was so scared… but she was ready. No woman would have been so protective and loving if they wouldn't have been a natural at mother hood."
"She would have been very proud you. She respected you beyond measures, Joseph. When you left for the army, she was so proud. And she would have loved Clarisse," Eliza breathed in deeply, "and she would have loved her niece."
"I'm very proud of my daughter. I know I didn't react the best… when she came out. But I love her... so much."
"I know you do Mijo." Eliza whispered. "None of us were thrilled, we just… controlled our emotions better than you did."
After a few moments, Eliza spoke again.
"I see the way you look at Clarisse. She makes you happy… doesn't she?"
Joseph smiled. "She does. She makes me very happy. Sometimes I wish I had met her… when we were younger… Could have had a family and a private life together…" he trailed off as he fiddled with the gold band on his left hand. "But.. I wouldn't have traded my time with Maryanne for anything in the world… I know it didn't work out between us but… she gave me a beautiful little girl, and… had that fatal night not happened… I would have had a son."
When Eliza didn't say anything Joseph continued.
"Do you like Clarisse?"
"I do." Eliza answered after a moment. "I love her. She's very polite, very respectful… I was very touched when she came with us to the cemetery. It meant a lot to me." She took her sons hand in her own, "I'm proud of you Joseph and I'm glad that you are my son."
Clarisse was sitting at the island in the kitchen, a cup of tea in hand. Mia was sitting next to her eating a bowl of frosted flakes.
The two were talking quietly amongst themselves, only to be interrupted when Eliza entered the room. She was dressed in a blue dress, a white sash wrapping around her waist. Her long brownish-gray hair was pulled into a braid and was draped over her right shoulder.
"Good morning, girls,"
"Good morning," Clarisse and Mia both answered.
Eliza had walked a few more steps before stopping and turning around. "Clarisse, my dear,"
Clarisse looked up.
"May I speak to you for a moment, privately?"
"Yes, you may," Clarisse answered nervously.
Eliza smiled, taking in a deep breath and motioning for Clarisse to follow her out into the back yard. They took a seat in the patio furniture. Eliza gathering her thoughts as Clarisse's mind wondered forward and forward with only negative feelings.
"Do you love my son?"
Clarisse was taken back. Was Eliza finally going to start hating her? "Y- Yes I do. I love Joseph very, very much."
Eliza nodded. "Clarisse, my son means the world to me, you know what it's like... right? To have a child- you're a mother. You know what I mean when I say I just want him to be happy."
Clarisse nodded. "Yes. I have two sons, and I also know the pain and anger that you feel with losing Dalia- I too have buried a child."
"Clarisse, I like you, I do." Eliza admitted. She reached forward, taking Clarisse's hand in her own. "And if my son we're to marry anyone in a spontaneous wedding I'm glad it was you."
Clarisse chuckled softly, and gently squeezed Eliza's hand.
"I was talking to Joseph this morning, and he's really proud to call you his wife." Eliza smiled, "He told me that you helped raise Calliope, allowing Maryanne's mother to live with them in the Palace... Thank you."
"That's nothing compared to what Joseph has always done for me and my children," Clarisse admitted. "I love Calliope; I've always seen her as a daughter."
Eliza nodded, her left hand coming up to lightly touch Clarisse's cheek. "I'm not going to be around forever…. Promise me that you'll look after my son and granddaughter-"
"Promise me Clarisse," Eliza pleaded.
Clarisse nodded, "I promise."
Eliza smiled, pulling her hand away from Clarisse's cheek. "Thank you."
Later that evening, everyone was gathered out side: Lucita, Max, Antonia and Ian, Juan and Eliza and Joseph, Clarisse and Mia.
They were all finishing their meals, and watching as the two kids ran around the yard, chasing one another.
"Damn," Juan muttered as he looked to his watch. "I'll see you all later."
"Where do you think you're going?" Eliza asked, wife mode setting in.
"I have to get to the restaurant." He said as he stood up. "Someone's has to run the night shift."
"And Jackson can't do it… why?" Eliza glared.
Juan leaned over and kissed her forehead. "Because he's an idiot… But, I'll see you when I get home."
Eliza sighed, glaring at him icily as he bide his good nights. Turning to Clarisse, Eliza said, "And for that reason alone, be glad Joseph doesn't own a restaurant, let alone a Bar and Grill."
Clarisse laughed lightly, her hand resting on Joseph's knee.
Eliza looked from her son, to her daughter-in-law and then to her son again.
"I've been thinking," Eliza said aloud, grabbing the attention of the remaining adults at the table. "About how I would feel when I met my new daughter-in-law."
Clarisse and Joseph shared a questioning gaze with one another before turning their attention back to his mother.
"And when I first heard about the sudden wedding, I was displeased… For Joseph had told me of the falling out just a few days prior…"
Clarisse blushed furiously. The last thing she wanted was for her mother-in-law to know that story…
"But… then he told me about the wedding…" Eliza continued, "And about how Mia had played an enormous emotional, yet encouraging part…"
Mia blushed slightly, but grinned at Eliza's words. She knew what was coming. Eliza had asked for her opinion on how to go about this particular subject…
"I had the great privilege of meeting you, Clarisse, and I am pleased to find that you are a very extraordinary woman. You love my son and you seem to care a great deal for him." Eliza groaned inwardly, trying to find the words to express what she was trying to say. "And I guess that's about as much as a mother could ask for."
Eliza admiringly looked over Clarisse. "I trust that he's telling me the truth: That you make him happy... In fact, I know he's telling me the truth- I can see it in his eyes. The way he looks at you, the way he speaks to and of you."
Eliza glanced down at her left hand and back up towards Clarisse and then over at Joseph and back to Clarisse again.
Eliza fiddled with her left hand before slowly pulling a ring off of her finger- diamonds glittered around the big stone in the center.
"This is the ring his father gave me… I had just told him I was pregnant… and after he got over the shock, ten minutes later, he was down on one knee and asking for my hand in marriage. He pulled this ring out of a green little velvet box, it was his mother's…"
She smiled at Clarisse as she fingered the ring between her hands. "And now, Clarisse… I want you to have it… to wear it."
Clarisse's eyes bulged and her mouth dropped, Joseph nearly mimicking the same expression. This was the last thing he expected.
"Eliza… I- I can't…" Clarisse fumbled. "I can't take your ring."
Eliza reassured, "you will." She took Clarisse's left hand in hers and gently slid the ring onto her finger.
Clarisse was into much of shock to pull away. She was numb with joy.
"A beautiful fit," Eliza mumbled. She looked over at her son, "You're father would have loved her Joseph, and you know as well as I do, that he would rather have Clarisse wearing this ring than Maryanne."
Joseph nodded. His eyes fixed on the diamond ring around his wife's finger. If he had not already loved her to the end of the earth, this picture would have definitely sulfide that strength of love.
Standing up, both women embraced in a very tight and loving hug. "You have my Son, my love, my ring and my blessing." Eliza said softly against her ear.
A/N: Farewell you guys! This concludes: My Blessing. Thank you all for the reviews & encouragements.