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Summary: John has been sentenced to two consecutive life terms in prison and away from the woman he loves. Trish is adapting to life without John, trying to stay strong for the sake of their newfound love. Can they survive the ultimate test to their relationship, one that neither of them expects or is prepared to fight?

Authors Notes: I mentioned a few chapters back that this would be going until twenty four chapters and then it would be the end and the start of the sequel. So in that vein, this is the last chapter of this story and whatever ends are not tied up are done purposely so I can do it in the last installment of this couples journey. Don't worry though, the person who drove the car that actually caused the accident will be shown in the third book. I didn't forget about it, I'm just being sly. LOL Thank you all for the reviews, it means a lot and its kept my head in the game. So on with the story shall we? But before I Forget the song used near the end is Bon Jovi – Thank you for Loving Me. I own nothing in regards to that. Enjoy guys!

After what felt like forever he looked over to where Trish lay in the bed and he noticed why she hadn't answered his question. She had her eyes closed now and she looked to be deep in dream land. He waited a few more minutes, just watching the rise and fall of her chest and when he knew for sure she wasn't going to wake back up, he slowly moved himself off the bed.

Placing a small kiss on her forehead, he whispered in her ear. "It's okay Trish, you don't need to answer me yet. But the next time I ask you, you had better be ready with the answer."

He walked from the room, but not before making sure both of his infants were still in dream land like their mother now was. He knew the pills they had Trish taking for the pain could work at any moment and he wasn't too shocked that when she had finally gotten comfortable on him she had fallen asleep. In actuality it was really quite endearing.

Making his way to the nurses station he stopped short when he saw the man who was standing there with roses, checking in with the nurse who was on duty.

"What are you doing here?" he asked keeping his tone calm and easy, knowing this was not the time or place to start a fight.

The man turned around then, his rainbow colored hair gleaming under the lights and he gave John a small smile. He knew it was not his place to be here but he wanted to give the babies something as well as the mother. He hadn't wanted the roses but they had looked so lonely there in the shop by themselves, having been marked down that he had bought them. Surely this was going to look worse to John then it really was.

"I came to give my best to you and Trish. I know she probably isn't up for visitors so I was just leaving these. I figured it was best this way anyway."

John began to calm down then as he listened to the honesty Jeff was displaying to him. He was right in that it wasn't the right thing to do but in that same vein neither had it been right for him to judge Trish and Jeff for something that was a long time coming, the end of their relationship. He had been an ass to Trish and to Jeff and at the very least it was nice that Jeff had gone out of his way to come there now.

"You can go ahead and give them to her yourself. I'm alright with it and I am sure right now she will be too. Look man, for what its worth, I acted like an ass that day in the jail and you have every right not to forgive me but I'm sorry. I didn't really know what I had until I had the chance of losing all of it."

Jeff nodded and began to pass by him now, on the way to Trish's room where he would meet the babies that they now shared together and that Jeff would never again have. That didn't sit well with John but he knew that it was the only way for Jeff to really see that life really had gone on without him, or at least while he had checked out of it. He only hoped Trish wouldn't be too hurt that he hadn't given her any warning.

Before Jeff could get too far away John hollered his name down the hall.


"I need to go back to Trish's house and grab her some things, do you think you could stay with her for awhile?"

"Yeah sure John. I just don't know what she's going to think of it."

John laughed, knowing exactly what he meant because only a few short hours ago he had truly believed that same thing, but now, that he was a father and Trish was a mother and they were back on track, he knew that things would most likely change for the better. There was no more denying that Jeff held a piece of Trish's heart and always would.

"Let me deal with it when I get back. I'll take the heat."

He made his way out of the hospital then and out to his rental car. When he was sure that everything was going the way that it should he put the car in drive and took off for their home, where if everything remained the same, would be the place where Trish would agree to be his wife, this time without falling asleep.

"We have two children to carry into the house John! Can I please take this stupid blindfold off now?" Trish said, her voice full of laughter and shock at having had to wear the cover the entire time they were driving home from the hospital.

She had gotten out on good behavior, or at least thats what she told herself. It had been two days since the babies had come and she felt better then ever. There was still pain from the operation but nothing that a former Women's Champion couldn't handle. She was just happy that John had talked her doctor into letting her go home early. With just a bump on the noggin as a war wound to show for it.

"I will tell you when you can take it off and the two babies are already in the house. They wanted to see what their new home looked like. I couldn't hold them back." John said laughing, knowing full well that when he had carried their car seats into the house they were fast asleep. So much alike yet so totally different. He could already see their mothers eyes shining through on both of them, but his little man already had his attitude. He was already a fighter. While his daughter was just as precious as their mother.

"Yeah right, I bet they slept through the whole thing."

"You caught me Wish. I can't get anything past you can I?"

She laughed when he wrapped his arms around the back of her and cuddled her close."No John you can't. But I have you admit, planting Jeff in my room for the night was a interesting surprise. You're just lucky I didn't kill him."

"No Wish, I think he's the lucky one." John said trying to hide the huge grin that lined his features. Ever since he had picked her up and gotten her to wear the blindfold, it had been all he could do to keep a straight face. So far he was losing. 'Stay here while I put Erin and Shawn down in their cribs. Remember, no peeking."

She stomped her foot into the floor with a huge sigh but did as he requested as she heard him bundle the car seats up and bring them upstairs. She wanted to look but she knew that if she did then John would feel the entire thing was ruined and that was the last thing she wanted right now. He had obviously done something dramatic to their home, and she was leaving it up to him to show her what he had done.

She heard him a few minutes later coming back down the stairs, taking them one a time, slowing down time so that he could make her impatient with wait. When he finally reached her and wrapped his arms around her again, she elbowed him in the ribs.

"Hey what was that for?" John said, holding onto his side, trying not to laugh.

"For making me wait even longer as you took the stairs one at a time. Do not piss off a new mother."

"Just one more second and then you can take it off alright? I swear I won't make you wait any longer." he flipped the switch on the stereo and music quickly filled the room, that was now dark as John had hit the lights on the way up the stairs with the babies. Everything had to be just right, so with a quick flick of the lighter he ran around the living room, lighting the candles that lined each available space he could find.

"Okay, so will you dance with me?" he asked her slipping the blindfold off her eyes as the music kicked into gear with the song he wanted.

"Oh my Goodness! Look at this place!" Trish exclaimed as she took a quick scan of the room. There were candles throughout the entire living room, a fire going in the fireplace that worked with a flick of the switch and there were roses lining every spot in the room, even on the floor beneath them. "Yes John I will dance with you."

He took her into his arms, the slowness of the music guiding through the room as if floating on air. Just as the singer was about to sing he whispered in her ears. "Listen to the lyrics alright? This is my song for you, for our relationship. It might be cliché but this is our song."

It's hard for me to say the things
I want to say sometimes
There's no one here but you and me
And that broken old street light
Lock the doors
We'll leave the world outside
All I've got to give to you
Are these five words tonight

As she listened to the words her eyes started to well up with tears. She had heard this song before, so many times over the years but had never focused much on it at the time because it hadn't meant anything to her. But the more the singer sang the words, the band flowing in the background she knew that John was indeed right, this was their song.

Thank you for loving me
For being my eyes
When I couldn't see
For parting my lips
When I couldn't breathe
Thank you for loving me
Thank you for loving me

"Oh John.." was all she could say as they continued dancing around the living room filled with romance. John really had gone all out for this and it took her breath away that a man really could love her this much. For all the issues they had faced together this was the moment where all of it changed and finally came around to give them what they both needed, true love.

I never knew I had a dream
Until that dream was you
When I look into your eyes
The sky's a different blue
Cross my heart
I wear no disguise
If I tried, you'd make believe
That you believed my lies

"Just listen to it Trish, listen to the words, they are all the words I have but cannot express the way you need to hear them. Every single word is what I feel in my heart. What you have done for me and too me since that night at Hunters. You really have changed me and I want you to know just how deeply I love you."

Thank you for loving me
For being my eyes
When I couldn't see
For parting my lips
When I couldn't breathe
Thank you for loving me

She did as he asked and continued to dance with him, allowing him to bring her as close as they could be together and just swaying to the music, getting lost in it, and his words, which he didn't think were all that special but that meant more then any song every could.

"You may not be a poet John but you sure did write a whole new song for my heart."

You pick me up when I fall down
You ring the bell before they count me out
If I was drowning you would part the sea
And risk your own life to rescue me

Lock the doors
We'll leave the world outside
All I've got to give to you
Are these five words tonight

"I can never imagine my life without you in it and I was stupid to believe that I ever could. The minute you rescued me that night at Hunters I knew there was a change taking place. One that I needed to have take place Trish. You really were my Wish, which is why I will forever reserve the right to call you that. You are the answer to my prayers, the very breath that keeps me alive. You and the babies that you fought to give me."

As the song ended, they began to slow down and started to break apart. John reached into his pocket then and before Trish could turn around and survey the room the music still playing low in the background, John got down on one knee and looked directly into her eyes.

"Trish, will you do the honor of being my wife? Will you marry me?" he asked, his eyes glued to hers, every motion her body made. This time he knew there would be no mistaking her answer so when the tears began to fall from her eyes, he knew just what that answer was and he was eager to hear it.

"Yes John I will marry you."

Thank you for loving me
For being my eyes
When I couldn't see
You parted my lips
When I couldn't breathe
Thank you for loving me

He jumped up then and grabbed her into his arms spinning her around and kissing her as he put her back down. He held onto the kiss because he knew now that nothing else could touch them and that everything was finally going to turn out the way it was meant too. He slipped the ring onto her finger and watched as it shone in the low lighting of the candles.

He was surely a changed man and he had this woman before him to thank for it. Before he could open his mouth to utter the words, she answered for him.

"Your welcome."