Epilogue. I'd just like to thank all those who have stuck by this story from the start and all those who reviewed. It meant a lot to me. I hope you enjoy this last chapter because I enjoyed writing it. I know the ending is kind of cheesy but I couldn't help it...and hey you'll find out what the title of the story means! lol Anyway please review and let me know what you thought of the entire story...good and bad. Thanks again.

Laura x

"Father Dominic rang last night," Mum told me as she lay sideways on my bed with her head in her hand. It was Saturday, the day after all the hullabaloo. Alex had kindly offered to walk me home, obviously knowing what I was going home to; a lot of yelling and shouting and then a silence in which I would explain what happened, with I'm glad to say Alex's help. There was a moment though when my dad asked to talk to Alex in private, where my heart was in my mouth the whole time, but I needn't have worried though for a moment later they came back into the kitchen laughing and joking.

Alex had said he would tell me later what dad had said to him, but we never really got round to that, and no not because we were too busy kissing – though that was part of it – but because he was too busy telling me off when he realised that I had planned for Antonio to capture me – the second time that is, when mum and dad were there - and take me to wherever Alex was so I could try and take Antonio to the Shadowland, and to which I stubbornly replied that he shouldn't worry about that considering everything worked out well enough in the end.

Of course Alex being who is said that it might not have happened that way and something worse could have happened to me, this only made me go into one of my non-stop rants which no one can stop unless you're Alex, who just put one hand on the back of my neck, pulled me towards him and kissed me. That works every time.

"Why what for?" I asked mum as I sat down on the other side of the bed.

"To see if it was you that was making all the racket in the church last night," she replied smiling.

"How'd he know to ring you? I mean it could have been anyone," I asked surprised.

"Because you're my daughter," she stated simply. "Plus he could have sworn he seen pearly white shapes through the stain glass windows,"

"Yeah that will do it," I said laughing, "How come he never came down? I mean he's usually always up for a bit of ghost busting….well more or less,"

"He's getting old Mercedes," Mum said with a hint of sadness in her voice, then she smiled, "And Sister Ernestine had locked the door to the Rectory that night and he couldn't find the keys," I burst out laughing at that, a picture of Father Dominic running around the Rectory in the dead of night in his pyjamas trying to find the keys, was being painted in my head.

"Anyway, how are things with Alex?" She asked with a cheeky grin.

"Well," I said thoughtfully, thinking back to last night when we arrived in the church after leaving Antonio in the Shadowland;

When I opened my eyes again, it was to find Alex's face above me – I was on the ground again - looking concerned.

"Are you okay?" He asked, taking my hand and pulling me up, though once I was standing he didn't let go. "We got back a few minutes ago but you were unconscious,"

"I'm fine, don't worry," I replied breathlessly, brushing my jeans down with my other hand. "Anyway, what was that about?"

"What was what about?" Alex asked, raising an eyebrow. His hair was all ruffled and his shirt lopsided on his lean body, he looked quite ruff in a way but on him ruff looked extra good. I hadn't noticed when we were in the Shadowland but it was obviously because of the tussle he had gotten into with his brother here in the church.

"You know perfectly well what," I said staring up at him stubbornly, "What happened with Antonio up there?"

"I don't know," He said thoughtfully, "I think he finally realised what I truly wanted and was actually going to let me get it,"

"Mmm…and what exactly is it that you want?" I said playfully, moving round so I was directly in front of him.

"A life of my own," Alex replied looking down at me, then mistaking my disappointed look, added, "Well, I know I'm dead but I mean a chance to make my own choices, without him in the back round,"

I nodded my head not wanting him to see my face. How could I have been so stupid to believe it was me he wanted? I mean, after everything he had said about choosing me over his brother every time and how he cared about me so much he was willingly to turn against his brother, I just thought it was because he…well he loved me. I must have been wrong.

"And," He said a minute later, bringing a hand up under my chin and forcing me to look at him. He was smiling a little at me, but I wouldn't look in his eyes. "A chance to be with you,"

I gaped at him, finally looking up.

"Really?" I asked uncertainly, not sure I had understood him correctly. He smiled again before letting go of my hand and bringing both his around my waist pulled me up against him. Instinctively I put mine around his neck. He brought his mouth down to my ear.

"Really," Alex whispered, and then he began trailing kisses along my cheek until his lips were level with mine. I felt my eyes closing slowly for what seemed the hundredth time that night as he teasingly brushed our lips together. I leaned forward hungrily. I heard him chuckle before he kissed me fully, deliberately and squarely on the mouth.

I put one of my hands on the back of his neck pulling him even closer and held on to him tighter than I had ever done before, my body language was practically screaming for him not to let go. Alex seemed to understand because as I did this he slowly deepened the kiss. All the fear and anger I had felt over the past few days I channelled into it, I was just so overwhelmed by everything that had happened. Alex seemed a little taken back at first but soon got over it and returned the hungry passion.

After a few blissful moments or it could have been hours I'm not too sure, we broke apart breathing deeply. Still wrapped in his strong embrace I looked up into his eyes, to find that he was looking down at me with an eyebrow raised, obviously knowing I was about to say something.

"Just one more thing," I said to him, brushing one of my hands lightly through his hair at the back.

"Yes?" Alex asked wearily, causing me to chuckle a little.

"Anymore siblings or relatives I should know about, ya know, before we take this any further?" I asked teasingly. Alex leaned down and rested his forehead against mine.

"Not that I know of," He said softly. I laughed.

"Good," I said kissing him briefly again before resting my head in the nook of his neck breathing contently.

"It's great," I said finally answering her.

"Yeah I thought so," Mum said, smiling at me.

"Why?"

"Because you look really happy and I haven't seen you look like that in a while," she replied, "But I have a feeling you're not saying something," I sighed.

"Yeah well, it's….its just complicated,"

"I understand," She said sympathetically, patting my arm.

"I mean, I lo-" I cut myself short as I nearly voiced what I had been feeling for the first time. When I caught my mum's eye I continued. "Yes, okay, I love him. Happy?"

"Are you?"

"Yes I am! We already established that," I said but her knowing look made me sigh again. "I am happy, I mean every worked out great in the end, especially with Alex….the fact that he's dead doesn't help though,"

"I know exactly how you feel," She said suddenly laughing, and then she rolled her eyes, "But if it's meant to be – like I think it is – it'll all work out in the end," She added winking. I groaned, lying down and putting my face in my blankets.

"Why did I have to fall for a ghost?"

"I don't know honey," Mum said, rubbing my back. "It must be in the blood."

"Yeah, that must be it," I sat up and turned to look out through my bay windows at the glowing sun. I nodded my head.

"It's in the Blood,"