Never Again Separate

By Cypher


Well, he had done it. Matt was rather pleased with himself for accomplishing his goal. Granted, Ruthie didn't want to do much with the family yet, and Simon was an emotional mess, but he had found all his siblings.

Three of them were here in Los Angeles with him. Ruthie didn't feel comfortable leaving her family, so she had opted not to come to the reunion Matt had thrown, but the others had come. Mary had shown up first, ecstatic that she would be meeting her siblings again. Unlike the others, she could remember what life used to be like, had more specific memories of what their life was like.

She was hanging out by the television, working on a puzzle with Lucy. He was proud of little Lucy, deciding to become a minister like their dead father. She said it had nothing to do with that, but the fact that she had flown to Glen Oak to look at the old church told Matt that Eric's job had more to do with her choice than she was letting on. And she had turned out well, nothing too wrong other than the initial loneliness from losing her family. But she had opened up to her new one fairly quickly, building new relationships and returning to her normal self. Matt could even see some of the late Annie Camden in her.

Then there was Simon, scowling on the couch. Matt felt guilty for what had happened to Simon, and it was only compounded when he learned of the difficulties and struggles his little brother had gone through. Simon still hadn't forgiven him completely for abandoning him to the system, but they had come to a truce. Matt understood it would take time for Simon to heal, and he was going to help in every way he could. It was two months after he had brought Simon to his condo, and social services had expedited the adoption. Now Matt could help the blond find himself, become the man he deserved to be.

But for now, he simply lay on the couch, arms crossed and his perpetually eternal scowl adorning his face. He wasn't watching the television, but he wasn't not watching it either. Matt had tried to sit by him earlier, and it had elicited an unfriendly growl. He had been working with Simon to help him get over his personal demons, but personal space was still something Simon had problem sharing.

"So Matt, how long can we stay?"

Matt smiled and knelt next to Lucy, looking over the puzzle that was halfway complete. "Till Friday." He glanced at Simon.

Simon's scowl darkened and he shifted his position. He didn't like being examined by Matt, either.

Mary sighed. She didn't like the new Simon, but she understood why he was acting the way he was. "I've got to leave Thursday."

Lucy put a piece into the puzzle. "Me too."

"We'll clean up Friday." Matt looked at his siblings. I just wish we could see each other more. If there were just some way we could never again be separated.

"Hey Matt, do you ever wonder what we'd be like if mom and dad hadn't died? If we lived out our lives in Glen Oak?"

Matt nodded at Lucy's question. "Yeah, I have."

"Me too." Mary looked at Simon.

Simon's defensive attitude faded a moment, sadness passing through his face so quickly Mary wondered if she had imagined it or not. "Maybe."

Lucy tried to fit two pieces together. "Life certainly would've been different."

Matt leaned back and closed his eyes, nodding again. It certainly would've.

Then an idea struck him.

It wasn't necessarily a brilliant idea, but it was pretty clever in his mind. And it would give him a chance to use everything he'd learned in his director and screen writing classes. He opened his eyes and looked at his sisters, grinning.

The new face on Matt didn't appear unnoticed.

"What're you grinning about." Simon watched the images on the television, never moving from his position.

"About what Lucy said. I just had a thought, top of my head," he leaned forward, "why don't we explore that wondering."

Lucy and Mary exchanged glances, then leaned forward as well.

"You've got my attention."


Simon snorted, but he finally looked towards them.

"I think we've got a good story. I just need some help. Think we can do it?"

The girls nodded. Simon sat up and tilted his head in question. Lucy filled him in.

And the four of them started planning.


"Hello, how may I help you?"

"It's Matt Camden." Matt shifted the phone from one ear to the other. "We met during that production class and you said to call you if I had any ideas."

"Oh yeah. What can I do for you?"

"Well, my siblings and I came up with this idea for a new drama series, and we'd like you to take a look at it."

"What's it about?"

Matt's confidence grew. She hadn't rejected him immediately. "It's about a minister living in a small town in California with his at-home wife and five kids."

"I see. Well, it's certainly original."

Matt waited.

"Bring it in Thursday at eleven and we'll talk details. See if it's worth making."

"Thank you, thank you. I know you won't be disappointed."

"Uh huh. By the way, have you worked out a title for this series?"

"Yeah." Matt grinned. "It's called 7th Heaven."


Author's Prattle: Well, that's it! It's finished! Thanks for keeping with me this far! I hope you liked the ending, and thank you for all the reviews you've posted. I hope this has been as enjoyable for you as it has been for me. Now it's back to "God's in 7th Heaven, All's Right in the World."

I know it's not the same as it was the first time around, but FF.N didn't like the original one and removed the entire fic (and locked me out of uploading, even though technically the first ending was protected under the satire aspect of US Copyright laws, but I'll let that go, for now).

For you FF.N moderators out there, the ironic twist I have placed IS protected by copyright. I am not saying I thought up the series 7th Heaven, the end of this chapter, for all intents and purposes, is a slight parody. You won't be sued, and neither will I. I have removed the name, and made it compatible with the list of rules you sent. If there's still a problem, or a problem in the future, please specify what it is so I don't wonder for three days why the heck you took the fic down. Thank you.