A/N: WOW! Thanks so much for all the amazing reviews guys...I was nearly crying writing that chapter. lol. Well this is the last Chapter, so I hope you enjoy it. Please remember to R&R :o)
I stood in the quiet graveyard looking down at the head stone. It had been 7 long years since that dreadful night. The thoughts still haunted me, the images were still clear as day. The sound of his evil laughter. The sound of arguing...and the sound of guns. Kneeling down by the gravestone, I placed some flowers down. I felt tears burn my eyes, but quickly wiped them away. I didn't want the kids to see me so upset. I turned to see Zack and Jessica laughing and playing over by some tree's. Once they saw me, both smiled and waved. Waving back and returning the smile, I turned back to the stone.
"Hi." I began.
It didn't feel strange.
"I know we haven't been in a while to see you." I said, sitting in a crossed leg position "...I miss you so much, and I still love you and think about you all the time...I think about all the people who were taken from me...but you in particular."
I wiped away another tear as the wind began to blow...and for a second, it felt like everyone who I had lost...who had died, was sitting there with me. Like they were still with us. A small smile spread across my face. I gave one last look at my mothers grave before struggling to get up. I called over Zack and Jessica. I couldn't believe that they were 6 and a half already. It seemed like only yesterday when they were born. Chase and I couldn't have been any happier...Chase.
"Hi Mommy." Jessica said, giving me a hug "Can we go see Daddy now!"
"Yeah!" Chimed in Zack "Please"
"You know you guys don't have to ask." I said, taking a hand from each of them "He's right over there."
We walked over to another row of gravestones. Smiling when we arrived. I looked down at one of the slabs of granite, tears threatening to fall again. The name Collins stared up at me. There was fresh flowers at the foot of the grave. Roses. Jessica took hold of my hand, and tugged at it. I looked down at her worried face.
"Mommy?" She whispered, brushing her dirty blond hair from her brown eyes "Why is the name on that grave the same as mine?"
"Because Mommy has saved it for you when you die!" Zack said with a smile
"What!?" Jessica cried in a squeaky voice "Am I dieing!?"
"No honey." I said with a smile, kneeling down to her height "Zack... be nice to your sister."
"Sorry Mommy." He said cheekily
Jessica sniffled slightly, brushing her hair away from her face again.
"You see Jessie..." I began "This is your grandma. You were named after her, because she died just before you were born."
"Did she know about me?" asked the little six year old, turning to look at her grans grave.
"Yup." Came a deep voice beside me
I looked up and smiled.
"And she would have loved you two." He continued "...maybe not so much you though."
He said jokingly, pointing to Zack
"Dad!" Zack cried with a smile
I watched as Chase picked our son up, throwing him over one shoulder. I smiled as he took my hand, helping me to my feet.
"You guy's go and play while I talk to Mommy for a second." Chase said, placing Zack on the ground.
The two ran off to the car, climbing in to play 'drivers', as they called it. I took a look at Jessica Collins grave before turning to face Chase. He smiled, wrapping his arms around my waist. I smiled back, placing my arms around his neck and giving him a kiss.
That night 7 years ago was terrifying. After Chase had been shot, he was taken to the hospital. The doctors were trying everything to keep him alive...and they managed to. I remember the doctor telling me that during the surgery to remove th bullet from Chase's chest, he died. I was heartbroken. Everything else seemed to be a blur...but when I caught hold of him telling me that they managed to save him, my head snapped up. He was still alive! We lost him for three minutes the docor told me. But I didn't care. He was alive! He was alive and he was going to make it.
"I love you" I whispered
I made sure that I would tell Chase that everyday, and he did the same.
"I love you too." He answered back "...I'm so happy. I mean 7 years ago I never thought I was going to see my kids grow up...but look!"
"I know" I said happily "But don't forget this little guy."
I looked down at my stomach. 1 month to go, and Chase and I would be welcoming our third child into this world. A little boy.
"How could I forget." He said with a smile, placing a hand on the bump.
My smile grew, if that was possible, because when Chase touched the bump, our baby boy kicked...Just like the twins did.
I couldn't believe how lucky I was. 7 years ago I was close to death. I wasn't going to see my kids grow up. Watch My family get bigger...but for some reason I did. Someone up there must really be looking out for me. Once the bullet was removed, it took a couple of months to get things back to some sort of normality. I had to stay in hospital for weeks, but Andie and all the people who cared for me were never too far away.
Andie and I soon got a place of our own, and when we both turned 20, we got married. My Dad and Tuck were jailed for 20 years, which wasn't enough I felt. A life sentence would be too short. Jack West was jailed for 6 months, but once he was releasedhe became a good family friend. After all, he helped save our lives. Withme, nothing happened. Police managed to figure out that Felicia's death was an accident, but it still didn't make me feel any better.
As for the Scouts at MSA, they offered me another audition...but I refused. Blake almost had a heart attack and passed out. I wanted to be close to my family. I didn't want to travel, never getting to see my kids or Andie. So instead, Andie and I opened up a dance school for underprivileged kids. So now it didn't matter how much money you had. If you wanted to dance, you could. We named it You Got What It Takes and kids from all over were coming to show what they had. This meant more to me than being signed ever did.
Taking Andie's hand in mine, we slowly made our way to the car. I looked over at her. She looked so happy, just like she had when we won the Streets, gained respect, and shared our first kiss. Pulling her over, I kissed her again. Just like I had that night.
"Remember the first time I did that?" I asked with a smile after we pulled apart.
She smiled up at , he eyes sparkling in the light.
"Yeah..." She said "I remember."
She smiled again, and pulled me down for another kiss, one that I would always remember.
A/N: Did I have ya! Did you think he was dead!? Of Course I couldn't kill Chase. lol. Please R&R and I hope you all enjoyed this fic. I want to thank everyone for all the kind reviews they sent me. I would thank everyone individually, but the thank you letter may end up longer than the story. lol
I'm going to leave you all with one word though, so tell me what you think... Sequel?