Alright guys, last one. Thanks for sticking with me so far. I hope you like the ending, although for some reason, this story was weird for me to write. Again, forgive the aspiring romance writer. I wrote this, then posted it all on one day so you, my dear readers, get to finish it without having to wait five years for aother chapter. Lol. Well, it's been great, thanks for reading, I hope you enjoyed, and now, the final chapter.

The sheets were just as badly messed up as when she had fist seen them. The lamps gleamed in their brassy faces. Adrian moved over to the bed, motioning for her to join him. He turned on both lamps in the room, flooding it with light. Maat cautiously made her way over, heart pounding in her throat.

"Help me make the bed." They pulled the sheets and bedding off. The sheets pooled on the floor in a delicate sea of purple and gold. The top sheet went on first, then the coverlet, and the pillows. Adrian turned down the bed after they were done. He got in the bed, Maat hesitatingly following.

The bed was more comfortable then Maat could have ever imagined. The sheets were soft, supple, and like a dream. The pillows basically swallowed her head up in their own softness. She sank into the bed, all worried gone,but the weariness of the day was finally catching up to her. Adrian reached over her and turned off the lamp. Maat could only see the muscular chest she had seen when she came out of the bathroom after the light was out. He turned off his own, then turned over. Maat did the same, her breathing becoming deep, steady.

Adrian listened intently to Maat's breathing. He wished he could sleep so easily, but the murders he had committed weighed heavily on him. Even Maat couldn't keep away the demons at night. He turned around, watching her sleep. Her black hair fell over her shoulder, slightly in her face. He reached out, gently brushing it back. She shifted slightly moving towards him. It amazed him that she wanted him, even in her sleep. He moved closer to her, trying not to wake her. He draped his arm around her waist, then tried to got to sleep.

"No, no, help, please Adrian, help me!" She was whimpering in her sleep. Tossing and turning, the girl messed up the sheets in the lone bed. "Please, Adrian, NO!" Maat bolted up in the bed, sheets tangled around her legs. Sweat ran down her face, arms, legs. Her hair hung in front of her, the lusty locks now damp. She took her hands and swept her hair back in a silky sheet. She looked around, noticing the bed was empty for the first time. "Adrian?" She glanced around the room.

He was there in an overstuffed chair by the library, book open on his lap. There was a small table by it with an even smaller lamp giving him just enough light to read and not disturb her. His blonde hair fell in his face, one leg crossed over the other. He seemed like a scholar to her. At her call, he looked up.


"Yeah. What are you doing over there?" She pulled the sheets off of her to get some air.

"Couldn't sleep." He went back to his book.

"I told you I should have slept on the couch." Maat rubbed her eyes, then down her face.

"It's not you. I just couldn't sleep. I have...too much on my mind."

"Argh." She flopped back on the bed, exasperated and tired beyond all measure. "What time is it?" She rubbed her face again, flopping her arms down as well.



"No, lunch." Adrian went back to his book.

"Are you serious? It's completely dark outside!" She sat upright again, the sheets pooling in her lap.

"It is the Antarctic, Maat."

"Oh, well that's lovely. I'm so tired. What about you? Aren't you tired after yesterday's events?"

"It wasn't yesterday. It was a few hours ago. And yes, I'm exhausted."

"You need to sleep Adrian." The care in her voice made his heart skip a beat. He made up his mind, marked his page in the book, and turned off the small lamp.

Adrian pulled back the sheets, and once again attempted to go to sleep. Maat snuggled close to him, her intoxicating smell invading his senses. He wasn't touching her, but he longed to wrap her in his arms. A thought struck Adrian as tried to drift off.

"Maat, are you awake?" He looked at her in the dark, the plains of her face memorized.

"Yes, Adrian. What do you need?" She kept her eyes closed, trying to go back to sleep.

"Thank you." He moved closer.

"For what?"

"Staying, when everyone left. For cooking for me, and...and loving me when I can't even love myself." He stopped looking at her, embarrassed by his revelation. She opened her eyes to see him.

"Hey, look at me." She slipped her hand out from the sheets, placing it on his cheek. "You don't have to thank me. I would gladly do it for you, whether you did what you did, or not." He placed his hand over hers.

"I still want to thank you." He leaned in, kissing her softly. Both opened to it, becoming more passionate. Maat realized something, and broke the kiss.

"Wait. I'm tired. Let's go to bed." She pulled away. "Please." Adrian backed off, stunned. What had he done?

"Maatty. Is something wrong?"

"No, I'm just tired."

"No, something is wrong. Tell me." He rolled her over to face him. "Look, I want you. You keep kissing me like there's no tomorrow, and then you stop. Tell me what's wrong."

"You want me for all the wrong reasons. You said so yourself!" She was mad now, her cheeks a lovely shade of angry pink. He thought about what he had said, but he could not come up with a reason.

"What did I do?"

"For the smartest man in the world, you sure are dumb. 'I still want to thank you.' That's what you said. 'I want to thank you.' You don't want me because you want me, you're doing it because you think that you need to thank me and this is the only way you know how!" She turned around in a huff.

Oh, great. How could he prove he really wanted her? He loved her. He wanted to know her better, he wanted to live with her, make love to her, everything. Children with her would be the most beautiful, the smartest. Did he even want to marry her as well? In a split second, he had his answer. Yes, he wanted to marry her, have kids with her, spend the rest of his life with her. The only thought that deterred him was his age. He was older than her, he didn't want to trap her.

"Maat, look at me." he grabbed her waist and rolled her over to face him. He kept his arm there, splayed across her back. "I, I love you. I want you, and I want to be with you. I want to get to know you and I want to, I want to marry you." He paused for a second, seeing the look on her face as he said all this. "I know, it's sudden, but I've never wanted anything like this before. I hesitate telling you all this because I don't want you to be trapped. Living with me, loving me, it's like loving your brother like you love me." He paused, scared to look at her now. He was afraid he would see the rejection, and humiliation. He never expected what he got. She pulled him to her, kissing him thoroughly. He was surprised at first, but quickly forgot it, taking over the lead.

Maat wanted to feel Adrian underneath her hands. She dug at his shirt, pulling it off as he rolled on top of her. The muscular chest she had not been able to get out of her mind was finally hers for the exploring. She ran her hands over every plain, and crevice. She roamed her hands up his chest and over his shoulders, revealing in the smooth, dangerous quality of them. Adrian himself was wrestling with her shirt now. He got it over her head and marveled at the sight before him. She still had on her bra, but her breasts burst forth, almost overspilling. Her skin was smooth and creamy with a flush of pink. Her waist narrowed then expanded to nicely formed hips, and he remembered the flow of them as she walked.

Maat wanted more, and she gave him all she could. After all their clothes were removed, she became frightened. She had never done anything like this and hadn't told Adrian. He probably thought she had done this with as much ardor she was going at him with now. She had gotten pretty much this far once or twice, but never completed it.

"Adrian, wait. Please, wait." She pushed him off of her with her hands on his chest. He looked down at her with confusion.

"What? Is something wrong?"

"I, I've never done this before." She glanced away from him, afraid to see the humiliation reflected in his eyes. But, all he had was compassion.

"Is that all? I was afraid you would tell me you didn't want someone as old as me." The relief was evident in his voice.

"'Is that all?' Do you know what it's like for the first time for a girl? It hurts. A lot."

"I know. I am the smartest man in the world, after all. I'll make it as easy and painless as possible for you. As long as you trust the person you're with, and you're truly ready, it won't be as bad as they say it is. I promise you." He smiled down at her, then kissed her.

She quickly forgot her fears as she was swept up in passion. And he was right. It did not hurt nearly as bad as they said it would. After they finished making love, Adrian lay on Maat's bare chest, simply loving the feel of having someone there for him. She played around with his hair, and it was the first time anyone had done that to him. He drifted off, the conversation they had been having slowly dying as they both felt the emotional and physical stress of the day wearing on them.

When Adrian awoke, it was late. Very late. He looked at the clock on the bedside table. It read: 1:34 A.M. He felt something move on his arm, then looked to see Maat sound asleep in his arms. Her black hair was spread over her bare shoulders and chest. Memories of their lovemaking flooded back to him and he smiled. He had to get a ring for her. There was no way he was going to let her get away now. He slowly moved his arm from under Maat's head, and left to go make something to eat for her when she woke up. He pulled on the pants from the night before, finding them under the bed though having no recollection of how they could have ended under there.

The house was colder than he thought. He turned up the thermostat and went to cooking. The sounds of sizzling eggs wound its way through the house. Maat joined him about 30 minutes later. She was in his shirt from yesterday, it reached all the way to her mid-thigh. Her hair was tussled, and she had a pink glow about her. He looked up at her, his heart starting to race.

"Good morning. How'd you sleep?" He went back to the omelets.

"Great. Like a baby. You?" She rubbed her eyes, then walked towards him, wincing a little as she went. He noticed.

"Same. I thought I would never get a good night's sleep ever again, and you did it on the same night. How are you feeling?"

"It hurts, if that's what you're asking." He chuckled at her directness.

"Yes I was. But you know how to fix that, don't you?" A sly smile crept onto his face.

"How is that, oh mighty one?" She was mocking him, but he loved it. She really did love him for him.

"Do it more. The more you make love, the easier, and more pleasurable, it gets." He put the last omelet on a plate and walked over to her, kissing her neck. She giggled and pulled away. She's ticklish. "Breakfast is served." He placed the plate down on the table in the dining room, and she noticed he had the silverware and a goblet in place. A linen napkin was under the silverware adding all the charm she could imagine to it.

"Adrian, this is magnificent. And it smells delicious. Thank you for making breakfast." He came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist.

"You're welcome. Would you rather orange or apple juice?"

"Apple please." She went to sit down as he went to get the pitcher full of apple juice and poured her a glass. He himself had coffee.

They sat and had their early breakfast, cleaned up, and went back to bed, making love one more time before they fell asleep for a few more hours. Around 7 o'clock, they woke up again, deciding what to do. Adrian went into the living room to watch the news, Maat following him. They snuggled on the couch together, and watched as the world recovered. That was all the news would talk about and Maat felt that if Adrian watched it anymore, he would crack.

"Let's watch a movie."


"Because you don't need to watch this. And I want to watch a movie."

" Ok. What would you like to watch?

"Hm...Ghostbusters?" She looked up at him, those green eyes held all the warmth in the world.

"Never heard of it. What about a scary movie?" He smiled slyly at her.

"A scary movie? Why would we watch a scary movie?" She was facing the TV again, flipping through channels.

"Because you'll hang all over me." He bent down to kiss her as she put the remote down.

"Haha. What scary movie do you want?"

"What about Nightmare on Elm Street?" She got up to get something to drink, and took his glass as well.

"I've been meaning to watch it, but haven't got the chance. What would you like?" Maat was heading for the kitchen, but was stopped by Adrian's feet on the coffee table. "Haha, mister. You better move those feet before I move them for you."

"I'd like to see you try." So she did, putting the glasses down and pulled his feet off the table. He grabbed her by the waist, pulling her onto his lap. He kissed her then pulled away. "I'll get the drinks and the movie."

"Oh, no you don't. You go get the movie, I'll get he drinks."

"And popcorn?" Adrian asked quirkily.

"You have some? Then definitely yes." They went their separate ways, and ten minutes later, Adrian was back, covered in snow.

"There's a blizzard brewing out there." He shook off the snow hanging to his hair and clothes.

"Seriously? I need to call Dan. Is that ok?" She put the popcorn down, along with their glasses.

"Yeah, if you can get the call out."

So, Maat called her brother, telling him she was fine,that there was a storm coming up and she might not be able to call for a while, but not to worry. She was happy and Adrian was taking great care of her. He of course, worried. She hung up, then settled down with a blanket draped over Adrian and herself. She really was scared of the movie clinging to him like he predicted. They drifted off to sleep on the couch.

So the days passed. After a while, Maat couldn't wear Adrian's clothes anymore, so they went to her home to get some of her things. The progress that New York was rebuilding itself with amazed both of them. They visited Dan and Laurie, finding out the wedding was in a month. A Christmas wedding. They told the couple they would be there. While there, Adrian stopped to get a little something for Maat. They went to his penthouse, somehow spared by the blast. It was gorgeous with it's wide floors and open space.

They stayed there for some time,but Maat wanted to go back to Karnak. Now, Adrian was always working to help rebuild New York after the found out he was still alive. Maatty often went over to Dan's on long nights when Adrian worked. They would make love when Adrian got home and he would apologize profusely. One night, Maat had had enough. She loved him, but this was too much.

"Adrian, I'm sorry. I love you, but I can't take this! You're never here." She wasn't going to cry, no.

"Maatty, please. I need you." Adrian was so near her. It would be easy to just forgive him.

"No, Adrian. I need to do this. I wish sometimes we had never left Karnak." Adrian got down on one knee, putting his hand in his pocket. "Adrian, what are you doing?"

"I should have done this a long time ago. I've had it, waiting for the right moment. Please, Maat, just hear me out." She nodded slightly. "I love you. I need you in my life. I know I haven't been the best boyfriend, especially since we got home, but I promise you I will always love you, take care of you, and be there. I might not be home on time, but I will be there. So, will you marry me?"

"Yes, Adrian. I'll marry you." He placed the delicate little ring on her finger. It was a simple gold band with an engraving of an ostrich feather, for Maat's symbol in ancient mythology. "It's beautiful."

"Just like you. You have no idea how happy I am." He kissed her forehead, and held her. "I promise we'll take a vacation to Karnak. Soon."

"I'll hold you to it, or I'll hold out on you." She looked evilly up at him.

"Oh, you are horrible." He kissed her then, and all was forgotten. And so, as December rolled in, Maat and Adrian were engaged.

Maat had another secret she was keeping from Adrian. Laurie was the first to find out, as she was observant about such things and knew what to look for. Maat was over at her and Dan's when she went and threw up, barely making it to the restroom. Laurie showed up at the door, helping Maat with her hair, then getting a cool washcloth.

"So, how far along?"

"About a month." She leaned her head over the bowl again.

"Mhh. I've heard that's the worst of it." Laurie sat down next to Maat, taking her hand. "It'll be ok. Adrian will be a great father." She stared off into space, "So will Dan."

"Laurie, are you?" She nodded. "Ahhh!! We can do all our baby stuff together!"

"I know! I'm not as far along, but our kids will be the best of friends, and grow up together!" The women were excited, but they still had their weddings to plan and had to tell their respective partners.

The rest of the day, they spent on planing ways to tell their lovers the good news. Finally coming up with a plan, Maat left Laurie, closer to her than ever. Adrian was actually home in time for supper that night, and Maat decided tonight was the night. After all, their wedding was only three days away( they had decided on getting married as soon as possible with a small ceremony and reception).

It was now late-December, almost time for Christmas. Laurie had told Dan and he was ecstatic. She had called Maat, with Dan screaming in the background. Maat told her to go ahead and tell Dan the other good news, but to keep it under wraps for now, as Adrian was about to find out. The girls hung up, and Maat finished the extravagant dinner she had planned, telling Adrian she had an "early Christmas present" for him. They finished eating, then on to dessert. Afterwards, Maat went into the living room, pulled out a large ribbon, wrapped it around her abdomen, and tied it in a bow.

"Adrian, if you want your present, come get it." he came in, looking for a large box or something, but not what he saw.

"If you wanted to give me that, you didn't have to go through all that trouble." He wrapped his arms around her waist, nuzzling her neck.

"You know, for the smartest guy in the world, you-"

"-sure are stupid." He finished for her. "So you tell me. Every chance you get."

"Well, I'm not your Christmas present. This is." She placed his hands lower, closer to her womb. He felt the almost imperceptible bump, his hand quickly withdrawing.

"You're pregnant?" Maat turned around to see his face, nodding her head with a huge smile on display. "Are you sure?" Again, the nod. "You're pregnant? Really pregnant!"

"Yes,Adrian. I am pregnant with your child." She laughed at his reaction, feeling the same emotion flood her. He picked her up off the floor and spun her around. She giggled, enjoying this.

"Oh, Maatty, that's, that's wonderful! How far along are you? God, I can't believe I'm going to be a father." He ran his hand through his hair nervously.

"Almost two months. I still haven't gone to the doctor yet, but Laurie and I were planning on going together."

"Laurie too? This is wonderful! We need to tell everyone!" He was practically bursting with joy.

"We will, after we're married. I still have an old fashioned way of thinking, so please wait for the press conference."

"Oh, of course."

And so, a few days later, after the wedding, Adrian announced to the world that he was going to be a father. The wedding went off without a hitch, by the media at least. Maat and Adrian took their honeymoon to the now almost abandoned Karnak. They spent a blissful month of silence and love together, free of work, or obligation. In the summer of '86 a beautiful baby boy was born to Adrian and Maat Veidt. They named him Walter Alexander after Rorschach and Adrian's idol Alexander the Great. A few weeks later, a beautiful baby girl was born to Laurie and Dan Dreiberg. They named her Holly Blake after Dan's idol, Hollis Mason, and Laurie's father. The rest of the watchmen were now watched by those they loved and the question "Who watches the watchmen?" was now answered.