Okay, this is it, this is the end. But, if I am asked, I will do another, But not a pregnant Mello...I don't write those, he's already too PMSy, Matt's more fun to mess with from my point of view. Xp

(BTW, This is based on whether they had survived for about eight more years and had died after the kira case from something else, possibly to do with the mafia, i don't know, you guys can decide that...)

It's not that good, but it's an ending...And thanks to mediate89, xxFrostleafxx, shai-san, Poisoned Shinigami, Gabwr, PirateCaptainBo and everyone else who reviewed and read regularily that I missed! Lol, I had a lot of reviews to look at to find these names, so if I missed you, I'm real sorry!

Angela Jeevas sat in her living room. It was a quiet night and she felt as if there was something wrong. Something that she should know about but something she just didn't. She sighed heavily. She had spent her twenty-fifth birthday alone. Not even a call from her best friend or any of her remaining family, well, exept Kawasaki, but that was just a given. Adopted or not, your mother never forgot your birthday. She kicked her feet a little in a sort of mini tantrum. Something was definitly wrong! Whatever it was, it was bothering her and she let out a noise in annoyance. She smiled. She remembered when she was little, she used to do that. Kick and scream until all was right, but that wouldn't work now. Then she realized, Mail hadn't called her yet...He normally did on her birthday, whether she was home or not, his number always showed up on her display. She shook her head. Maybe she should get something to eat, he might call after. She went to stand up, when she heard her doorbell.

"What the hell...?" she whispered as she got up. It was damn near ten o'clock at night. You aren't supposed to have visitors that late. Silently, she walked over to the door, reaching out a hand to open it. This, she felt, was what she was waiting for. With a trembling hand, she pulled it open to see two eight-year-olds and a newborn in the girl's arms, the two olderones each carrying a backpack over one shoulder. She knew...She knew who they were. Behind them, an old man stood, a saddened look on his wrinkled face.

"I'm sorry..." he told her. "Mail Jeevas has passed...So has Miheal Keehl..."

Angela gasped and clapped her hand to her mouth. "No..." she whispereed. She never thought they would be killed. Had she known, she never would have left when she did. She sniffed back some tears that wanted to start. "Why...?" she asked. "Why was he taken...?!" The old man reached out for her other hand.

"I'm so sorry..." he said quietly.

"I never said goodbye to them...I just left the day the twins were born...! I never returned the calls, I never-" she heaved in a hard breath. "This isn't fair...!"

"He told me, the day he died, that he wanted me to give this to you. He was in a bit of a hurry." he said, as he reached into his pocket. He pulled out a piece of paper and handed it to her. Looking down at it, she realized it was a hand written note from her brother on a scrap piece. She reached up to wipe away a few tears and opened the note to read it.

"Hey...I know, that this might not seem alright, but...I know I'm going to to die soon. Mello and I did something real stupid...I know we should have been more careful, but if we do, I want you to have the children...They should have been yours in the first place. Just think of it as me returning them. They're names are Jade, Angela, and the youngest, just a baby, is Sarah, they took the last name Jeevas. I'm sorry for this, I really am, but...We had to do it...You'ld understand if I could tell you, but...I can't right now...I don't have much time, we have to leave soon. Well, tell the kids I love them...And you too, I'm sorry again for this, I wish I had've been able to see Sarah learn to walk and talk, to hear her say 'mom' or whatever they're supposed to call me...I wish I had've said goodbye to them properly but they were sleeping...I'm sorry, please take good care of them...I would have died soon anyway...Kawasaki wasn't the one who operated this time and there were some complications. But it's alright, they'll be in good hands with you. Well, thank you for this...I'm happy to have had them, and I couldn't have without you. I have to go, we're leaving now. I love you, and I hope you're okay with this."

She looked the note over, below it was a scribbled 'thanks' from Mello and what looked like green crayon near the bottom. She smiled weakly. Her heart hurt more than it had the day she left, but...it hurt differently. She looked down at the children. They each looked different. The boy, Jade, was a mix of the two. Long blonde hair and green eyes. The older girl was like looking in a mirror when she was little and the baby...She had a lot of bright red hair. Slowly, she stuffed the note in her pocket and reached out for the newborn. Carefully, she held her close and smiled sadly. "Thank you..." she whispered.

"Most of their things were left behind, there wasn't much. I'll have someone bring up what we did take and some information about them. He gave me all the papers you'ld need and list of allergies and some notes you might find useful." the old man said. "It seemed he had this planned...I must admit, I knew there was something wrong when he ran past me, stuffing papers and lists in my hands as he rushed out the door after the blonde...I should have known then to stop them."

Angela held out her hand, a sign to the children it was alright to come in. She tried her best to smile for them and watched as the two older ones made their way inside. They stood in the middle of the room, seeming unsure of what to do. She closed her eyes.

"This is your house too now, do as you like." she told them softly. "You can go watch t.v. or explore the place a little. Why don't you go check it out? Just be careful in the kitchen, I still haven't cleaned up from supper, it's a little messy."

Cautiously, they turned and looked around the room a little. Inch by inch, they made their way into another room and she heard a small giggle escape it. The old man smiled.

"I trust he made the right decision?"

Angela looked up at him, she baby starting to stir in her arms. "Yeah, yeah he did." she said. They both smiled as they heard the children from the other room.

"Angi, let's go to that room now." came the boy's voice to his twin. Another giggle. Suddenly they came back into view, the boy looking worried.

"What is it, little one?" Angela asked. Jade moved from side to side a little, standing with his fingers in his mouth.

"I'm hungry...I want my chocolate..." he said quietly, pointing to the bag he left in the doorway. She laughed. He was just like Mello. Almost too much like him, he was going to cost her a fortune! But she didn't care. As long as they were happy, she'd pay any price she had to.

"Alright, I'm assuming you haven't eaten for a little bit, as soon as Roger sends someone up with your stuff, I'll cook something up for you guys." she told them. The old man made to turn around and she smiled. "Thanks..." she said as she turned around to lead the way to the kitchen.

Aw...Well, it's finished, by the way, if I can find it, I might post the deleted chapter if I feel like it. It's nothing special and in fact, that's why I left it out.

But this is the end...I was quite sad as I wrote the last few lines. Please tell me what you think, everything but flames will be welcomed!