A/N: Last Chapter! *sobs uncontrollably* Only the epilogue left after this. I really don't want this to end, I'm going to miss it so much. My Thursdays won't be the same without updating this! Thank you so much to everybody who has read, reviewed, followed, added this story to their favourites... it all means so much, you honestly have no idea how happy it makes me when I see people doing that. I hope you enjoy the final chapter and how I ended the story. Thank you all again!

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Patrick and Teresa stood awkwardly in Ann's living room, along with Ann, Michael, Louise, Teresa's three brothers, Carly, and Stan's wife Karen. Annie was outside in the garden keeping an eye on her younger cousins. Everyone looked a bit confused, including the three boys, who were looking at Patrick suspiciously.

"Am..." Teresa started. Patrick squeezed her hand genty in encouragement.

"What's he doing here?" Tommy interrupted.

"Well, if you gave me a minute to speak without interrupting, you might find out." Teresa snapped, her nerves getting the best of her. Tommy looked surprised, but was wise enough to shut up.

She cleared her throat. "Am.. me and Patrick are, uh... Me and Patrick are engaged."

Silence.

Teresa clutched Patrick's hand tighter, if that was even possibe. Chancing a glance at her family, she saw them staring at her, shock written all over their faces. She willed some one of them to speak, even if they were against her engagment.

Then she heard a squeal. Before she managed to look to see who made the atrocious noise, she found herself being rugby tackled by sparkles. Finally being let up for air, she saw that she had not in fact been attacked by sparkles and glitter, just Louise in a sparkly silver top.

Suddenly, she was surrounded by her family, all hugging and kissing her, and even Patrick got a handshake from Michael and a hug from Ann and Louise. Looking over to the couch, she saw Stan, Tommy and Jimmy standing at the edge of the group. Breaking free from Ann, who had already started crying, she held her arms open and they all hugged her at once, trying to do so without squishing her.

"I'm happy," she whispered into the hug. "Please be happy for me." She felt all three nod. She smiled, and when they went over and offered Patrick their hands in turn, her grin grew even bigger.

"They'd be proud," Stan whispered in her ear. "Mum and Dad. They'd be proud."

Unable to speak, she just nodded and wiped her tears.

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After much time spent on congratulations and hugs, Patrick and Teresa left Ann to phone every relative and friend from Chicago to Timbuktu and made their way down the street to the Jane household, promising to come back that night for the real celebration, which basically meant they would come back and get drunk with everyone else.

Teresa was welcomed into the Jane home with open arms, much like when she used visit before she left for California all those years ago.

Mrs. Jane, however, was much sharper than any of the Lisbon's. As soon as they entered the house, she noticed their entwined fingers, and the diamond was spotted not long after.

"How long has this been going on for?" she demanded.

Patrick and Teresa looked at each other in surprise. Mrs. Jane had never been against them as a couple, and had seemed happy for them when she noticed the ring, and now she wasn't?

Her face softened when she saw their reactions. "Relax, I'm happy for you both. I just can't believe you managed to keep it a secret for so long."

They looked at her sheepishly. "Not for that long, actually." Patrick admitted. "We've only been together again since Thursday."

For once, even the great Mrs. Catherine Jane was surprised. "Thursday?" she repeated. They nodded. "That's a bit quick, don't you think?"

"We don't think so." Patrick said, taking hold of Teresa's hand again. "I like to think of it as just picking up from where we left off last time."

Mrs. Jane smiled. "Well, looks like a congratulations is in order then."

"Thanks, Mrs. Jane." Teresa said as they hugged.

Patrick then went on to tell her about his decision to move to California with Teresa, which she took surprisingly well. After spending an hour or so with her future mother-in-law, Teresa invited her to Ann's house for the party, and the three of them made their way back to Teresa'a aunt's house.

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Teresa placed a bottle of Paracetemol down on the table none to gently as Patrick held his head.

"I can't believe you drank that much last night," she said as she sipped her coffee. "You knew we were leaving early today!"

"M'sorry." he mumbled after her swallowed the painkillers.

She shook her head and went upstairs to get her suitcase (and pack Patrick's) muttering under her breath about alcohol and men and uselessness.

xxx

It took almost an hour later than planned, but eventually Patrick and Teresa were saying their goodbyes and setting off to Sacramento. Reaching over and taking her hand briefly as she pulled out of the drive, he smiled and kissed her knuckles softly. She smiled back and squeezed his hand before placing her own back on the steering wheel.

"You sure you don't want me to drive?" Patrick smirked.

"I'm sure." she answered determinately.

Smiling again, they drove off to start their new life in Sacramento, California, and make some more memories.