Epilogue

~10 years later~


"But Uncle Jon! I don't want to go to bed yet!" Alex whined from under the covers of his bed.

Jonathan, who was currently sitting beside the bed, leaned forward and whispered conspiratorially behind his hand:

"Well between you and me, I'd love for you to stay up late with your Aunt and I...but her on the other hand..."

"Oh no you don't-" Ilona interrupted as she walked into the room "-don't you try and pin this on me. The both of us would like to have you stay up with us...but Uncle Jon here is too scared of his little sister to let you. After all we are in charge of watching you while your parents are away."

Alex grinned.

"I knew it, scaredy-cat!"

Jonathan crossed his arms in mock-aggravation.

"Well really! My own wife and nephew, turned against me!" He huffed.

Ilona sat beside her husband (it still warmed her to be called his wife, all these years later). She took out the book she had brought along.

"How about we read aloud to you from a new book?" She questioned.

She watched in amusement as Alex tried valiantly to hide the way he was wiggling in excitement.

"...I guess." He muttered nonchalantly.

"What book have you got there Birdie?" Jonathan raised an eyebrow.

Ilona seemed to beam up at him.

"It's a favorite of mine. And yours as well. Treasure Island." She traced the lettering on the cover.

Jonathan's eyes lit up in recognition, and then he smiled lopsidedly.

Alex did not enjoy being the one left out.

"What's so good about that?" He questioned, crossing his arms.

"Well it was the first book I ever shared with your Aunt." Jonathan explained.

"You'll love it, I'm sure. It's an adventure story, about braving perilous conditions and evading cruel pirates to find the lost treasure!" Ilona told her nephew excitedly.

Alex grinned again, he rather liked the sound of that!

"Okay! Read it! But after we finish this one I want to here one of your books, Aunt Ilona." Alex nodded in approval.

Ilona smiled warmly, glad that her nephew enjoyed the adventure stories she wrote as well.

"Alright."

She opened Treasure Island...

"Squire Trelawney, Dr Livesey, and the rest of these gentlemen having asked me-" but she was interrupted as something fell from between the pages.

"Oh hold on..." She paused as she lowered herself down to pick it up.

Then she discovered what it was.

A little blue flower, that had been pressed between the pages of the book.

"This is...this is from that night at the fountain..." She gasped. "But I don't remember saving this..."

"Ah, that would be me..." Her husband spoke as she examined the delicate flower.

Ilona looked over at him, adoration upon her face. Alex watched as his Aunt and Uncle smiled at each other lovingly. Honestly, they were just as bad as his parents. Finally having enough of their romantic looks, Alex interrupted:

"So are you going to read? Or are you both just going to stare at each other all night?" The ten year old quipped.

"Sorry Alex-" Ilona apologized with a laugh.

She continued to read the story aloud to him until he was lulled into a deep sleep.


Jonathan and Ilona were downstairs, having successfully snuck out of Alex's room without waking him. In the living room Ilona turned around to face her husband and enveloped him in a hug.

He wrapped his arms around her waist and rested his head on top of hers.

"I can't believe you saved it." She murmured against his chest.

"It looked so lovely on you, it seemed like a shame to let it whither away." He replied.

Ilona smiled warmly at him. Standing up on her toes, she kissed him softly. She wrapped an arm around his neck, as she threaded the other hand through his hair. He tilted his head as he deepened the kiss, still so needy for her, ten years later.

They separated and she lowered herself back down, one hand still resting on his shoulder.

"I love you-" they both spoke at the same time.

They laughed again at the timing.

"Honestly, I'd forgotten it until now, it's easy to forget things in between pages of books." He said almost shyly, rubbing the back of his neck.

For some reason that phrase reminded her of something...

She pulled away suddenly.

"The book!" She said.

Jonathan tilted his head in question.

Ilona ran over to one of the shelves and scanned it, her hand drifting over the spines of the books.

She stopped and let out an "A-hah!"

Then she pulled out a book on Egyptology, the one she had been reading the night the intruder infiltrated the manor, and began to flip through the pages.

Ilona ceased her flipping.

"There it is." She said as she removed a folded and somewhat tattered piece of fabric.

"Well what is it?" He asked Ilona.

"A map of some sort" She unfolded it and presented it to him.

His eyes scanned the cloth, and then he grinned excitedly.

He hugged his lovely wife.

"Not just any map! The map to the bracelet of Anubis!"

He couldn't wait to tell Evey and Rick!

To bad he couldn't come along.

He couldn't exactly leave his pregnant wife behind!


~The End~


(A/N): Thank you so much to everyone who read Dear Birdie! I hoped you all enjoyed reading it. All your reviews really kept me going, they meant so much to me! So I'm gonna ask one last time, for old times' sake; Please Review! Thank you for reading!