Here we go, this is it the final chapter of the final part of the series. First of all I would like to say a HUGE thank you to all of my readers and reviewers (and people have favorited me and followed me or my stories) that have stuck with me until the end. I hope you all will read my new Second Chance series which I will start tomorrow. Well here it comes, I hope you enjoy it and I hope you all can take something away with you from this wonderful series that has gotten such a positive response. Thank you, I couldn't have done it without your support. By the way the song in this chapter is The Old Wooden Cross. And I hope if I haven't offended anyone with the little bit of religious content, but it's kind of simple, if you don't like it then don't read it. Anyway, enjoy!

Ps. Thank you for the comments on my last chapter and you'll find out about the name thing soon enough, just curious here but are you a Christian too? Cause sometimes it seems like you are, but sometimes it seems like you aren't when you use a certain name like a curse word. Don't worry though, I don't tend to let that bother me so much anymore, and you are free to have your own beliefs, I was just curious.

Eight Years Later

Chucky stood up on top of the center stage with a microphone inside his hand and a cross around his neck. His family watched him while the piano man started playing the background music and he began to sing.

On a hill far away, stood an old rugged cross.

The emblem of suffering and shame.

And I love that old cross, where the dearest and best,

For a world of lost sinners was slain!

So I'll cherish the old rugged cross,

Till my trophies at last I lay down.

I will cling to the old rugged cross,

And exchange it someday for a crown!

To the old rugged cross, I will ever be true.

Its shame and reproach gladly bear.

Then He'll call me someday,

To my home far away,

Where His glory forever I'll share!

So I'll cherish the old rugged cross,

Till my trophies at last I lay down.

I will cling to the old rugged cross,

And exchange it someday for a crown!

And exchange it someday for a crown!

Everyone applauded as Chucky finished his song and walked back over to sit in the pew with the rest of his family. After church everyone except Mary and Bobby went over to Chucky's house. For Mary was now pregnant with her fourth and final child. Her first three children were boys. Charlie (age eight) was the oldest, Andrew (age five) was the middle child, and James was the youngest. Annabelle, Lucy, and Teddy were fully grown now, and Annabelle and Lucy were married with children of their own. Of course Annabelle had never forgotten Liam.

Glen and Jen's dog Buster (a beagle) and Red were now the best of friends. Glen often took Buster over to visit him at his father's house. After Chucky and Tiffany had finished changing into their comfortable clothes, suddenly the phone rang. Tiffany quickly rushed over to it to answer it. "Hello?" she questioned. "You're kidding!" she exclaimed excitedly. "Alright, we're coming over right away!" she cried before she hung up and put the phone back down.

"Guess what? Mary had the baby." She said happily. "So, what is it?" Chucky asked her. "It's a girl, only she doesn't have a name yet. She wants us to come down to the hospital first so we can name her." She explained. "Well, what does she look like?" Annabelle asked. "Well she's completely bald like you were when you were a baby, and she has blue eyes." Her mother told her as Chucky rolled his eyes. "Why does everyone in this family seem to have blue eyes!?" he cried. "I mean they're pretty, but after a while it can get pretty boring around here if you ask me!" he said.


Tiffany slowly pushed the door open and peered inside the room at the baby sleeping soundly inside Mary's arms. "Hello Daddy," Mary began as she smiled up at him. "Do you want to hold your granddaughter?" she asked him. Chucky simply nodded before he walked over to her bedside and sat down next to her. He held out his arms while Mary placed the sleeping infant inside his arms. Chucky smiled down at her as he fell in love with her in an instant. "Kristen." He said.

"What?" his wife asked him. "Kristen, that's her name. I think that she should be named after her grandmother." He explained while Mary started to blink away her tears. "Oh Daddy, it's perfect." She said. "My mother would have loved that, and I think she would have been honored." She told him as Chucky grinned down at his granddaughter while she suddenly began to open her eyes. "Hi I'm Chucky and I'll be your friend till the end." He said cheerfully while she grabbed ahold of his finger with her tiny hand.

Chucky slowly bent down to kiss her forehead. You see life is like a circle, we're born, we live a little while, and then when our time comes we die. Even for Chucky, the day came when he turned into ash and evaporated back into dust. However, true love and friendship never dies, and the kind of relationship they had was truly one of a kind. Mary stood in front of her father's tombstone and read the writing upon it.

Charles Lee Ray

Born; January 24th, 1950

Died; October 31st, 2050

"Love is the most powerful thing in the world, not everyone can feel it, which makes it the most powerful thing in the universe."

Mary smiled to herself as she remembered all the good times that she had shared with Chucky. He may have changed her life, but she knew that she had changed his world. Tears of sorrow and happiness ran down her cheeks as she dug inside her pocket and laid his bling necklace on top of his tombstone. "Goodbye Daddy, don't worry I know where you are, you deserved to go there. And you will always be in my heart, and I know I can always find you there." She said before she slowly turned her back and walked away feeling her father's spirit smiling down at her from above.