Here we go, this is the end of Made for Each Other. This story has been fabulous to write. I enjoyed both the first one and then writing this as the sequel. And i know it has taken me forever to write, over a year, but i want to thank you for sticking by me with it.

Especially to who has been the most wonderful reviewer i could as for. Your reviews have made me smile and laugh and have just brightened my day sometimes. So thank you very much!!

And thanks to everyone else who reviewed, you've all be amazing

Disclaimer: I own Evey, Tristan, Finlay and all other non HSM Characters.

EPILOGUE

"Where is he!?!?!" i groaned out, leaning back on the pillows and gripping Ryan's hand on one side and Sharpay's on the other.

"He'll be here. Just breathe sweetheart" Sharpay's soothing voice floated over me and i felt Ryan press a cool cloth to my forehead. I took a few deep pants of air, breathing harshly and closing my eyes against the bright lights.

"I can't do this. I swear to god when he gets here i am going to kill him and then bring him back to clean the god damned mess up afterwards!!!!" i moved my head from side to side, bearing down and squeezing the life out of their hands.

"Ouch!!" Ryan exclaimed and i snapped my head in his direction so fast he didn't have time to blink.

"Did you just say ouch?!?! Because if you want to feel pain I'll switch places with you. You can lie here on this bed and force a baby out. And we'll see how you like it because i certainly don't!!!!" i screamed and then turned to Sharpay and spoke in a calm voice "Shar, how can he do this to me? He should be here shouldn't he? I don't know how i got through this the first time without any of you being with me".

"It's okay sweetheart, you'll be fine. And i promise he'll be here. You're a strong girl, you can do this. It shouldn't be too much longer now".

"Please, i just wish it would stop. I just wish it would...." i trailed off and bit back a scream as another contraction ripped through my lower abdomen. Guys have it so easy, they don't need lie here and squeeze a baby out. They think it's all good. Well one day, i hope we can show them and tell them the meaning of pain.

"I'm here!!" a shout came through the room and Troy's face came around the door frame. He was dressed in grey slacks and a white shirt with a tie loose around his neck. His hair was swept away from his face and he looked a little disheveled. My face brightened at him and he came over as Ryan moved out of the way and took my hand in his.

"Hey baby" he smiled kissing the top of my head "I'm here. It's okay". Sharpay let out a small sigh of relief and moved away from the bed towards the door.

"We'll give you some time, the doctor will be here soon". I nodded and leaned my forehead against Troy's chest and he wrapped his free arm around my neck.

"S'okay, you can do this babe. I love you" he whispered.

"I love you too" i smiled pulling my head back "But you are never touching me again!!! How could you do this to me? Look at me!!" i screamed and watched as a deadly shade of red burned his cheeks up. His free hand went to the back of his neck and he rubbed his neck nervously. He had a sheepish look on his face which made me smile somehow.

"Where have you been Troy? I've been here for a few hours and you just got here".

"I was at the press conference, i got back as soon as i could".

"How did it go?" i asked lifting my free hand and framing his face before threading my fingers through his silky soft hair and pulling him in for a kiss. He pressed his lips against mine urgently and just as he was about to deepen the kiss another contraction tore through my body.

"Ughhh!!" i squeezed his hand.

"Ssh, it's okay sweetheart. That's it, you can do it" he said rubbing circles on the back of my hand as i squeezed his hand tightly in my own.

"It was fine, it went okay. There were lots of questions and what not and the coach wasn't exactly thrilled about me taking a year out but i promised him i would keep my training up" he said after i looked back at him and raised my eyebrows in question.

"That's good. I'm glad Joe understood. And i am glad you are taking a year out even though i don't want you to ruin your career. I just wish you could do both. I don't want to stop your dream".

"Hey, no thinking like that. I am living my dream and without you it wouldn't be complete. Now just concentrate on the contractions". I nodded and turned my head to the door as it opened and my doctor came in.

"Hi Evey, alright, let's just check you out and see how dilated you are. You should be ready about now. How far apart are the contractions?" he asked. I watched Troy's eyes narrow slightly as the doctor checked how dilated i was. He had never liked the idea of me having a male doctor and as the pregnancy reached full term, his anger and jealousy was getting the better of him. I squeezed his hand and his eyes darted back to my face as he smiled.

"There are about a few minutes apart and they're really painful".

"I suspect they would be, but unfortunately it's too late to administer any pain relief. Okay you're just coming onto the 10cm. I'll get a nurse and then we'll get your baby out" he smiled and went to the door, peeping his head out to get a nurse.

"Are you ready baby?" Troy asked turning to me and smoothing back my sweat plastered hair. I nodded, bearing down as another contraction came through me. And then all of a sudden i felt the need to push.

"Dr Burns, we need to do this now. I need to push!!" i yelled and he turned around and came back into the room followed by a nurse. He positioned himself at the end of the bed and then said

"Okay, on three. One, two, three. Push!" he said and gritted my teeth together and pushed as hard as i could.

"God that hurts!!" i yelled and gripped Troy's hand. He pressed a kiss to my brow and whispered soothing things to me.

"And again. One, two, three!!!" he yelled again. I pushed again as hard as i could, feeling tears leaking out the side of my eyes. I screamed as the pain tore through me.

"Okay, the baby is crowning. Just one more push and you'll have a beautiful new baby. C'mon Evey. Again!!".

I gripped Troy's hand and pushed with all my might, hearing a cry and then falling back on the bed as Dr Burns lifted the baby away to clean it up.

"It's a boy. Congratulations" he said and then started to clean me up.

"Another boy. Troy isn't that amazing?" i gushed to him.

"Yeah, baby, it's wonderful. You did amazing. I love you".

"I love you too".

"Here, we are sweetheart. You're gorgeous new son" the nurse chuckled and placed a blue blanket covered bundle against my chest. I pulled the blanket back and saw a wriggling pile a pink flesh with a dusting of light brown hair and two bright blue eyes.

"He's amazing. He looks just like you" i said to Troy.

"What are we going to name him?" he asked and touched his fingers to his son's head. His little mouth opened and he tugged my little finger into his mouth, sucking on it softly and resting against my chest.

"Finlay. Finlay Ryan Bolton".

"It's perfect".

ONE YEAR LATER

"Is everything set?" i asked as i fixed myself in white tent that was set up for me. Gabi, Taylor, Sharpay and Kelsi were standing with me.

"Yes, your mom and Troy's parents both have Tristan and Finlay. Everything will be fine. Let's just get you fixed up and then it's showtime".

"Okay, thank you guys so much for doing this. You've been the best friends a girl could ask for".

"We love you Evey, of course we would do this" Taylor replied. I nodded as i felt tears coming on but didn't want them to ruin my make-up.

I turned back to face the mirror and watched as the girls fawned over me and fixed the way my dress was sitting. Yeah you guessed. This is my wedding day. The day Troy and i finally cement our relationship. This is the end of everything we've had together and the beginning of something new. This is the best day of my life.

My dress was one of the most beautiful gowns i had ever seen. It was an off-the-shoulder dress created with layers of scalloped lace. The bodice was created with the same lace and a few patches of tiny jewels encrusted on it. The skirt had two-tired asymmetrical over-skirts on top of the multi-layered ruffled skirt that flowed into a chapel length train. I wasn't wearing a veil and my lower back length locks were curled and some of them were pulled back in a small up-do. The rest were tumbling down my back in a wild arrangement with small white flowers twisted into them.

Sharpay handed me a bunch of flowers consisting of white roses, white heather and white lilies before they all hugged me and then made there way to the entrance of the tent.

"Sweetie, you look beautiful" i heard a voice behind me and turned to face my dad. The girls and left the tent and went to get ready.

"Really?"

"Of course, you look like an angel. My little girl is all grown up".

"I love you Daddy" i said and went over and wrapped my arms around his torso in a hug. His arms came around me as well and he held me against him.

"I love you too Princess".

"I am so glad you could be here to see me get married Dad. It wouldn't have been the same without you".

"C'mon, lets go and get you married" he said kissing the top of my head and then offering his arm. I took it and held my bouquet in the other one and we walked out of the tent.

We took our places at the end of the long white carpet which was laid down the middle of the white garden chairs. The sun was out and shone through the trees, creating a beautiful scene for a wedding. At the top of the aisle there was a wooden gazebo, with white and pink rose vines entwined around it. The minister was standing under it at the top.

The music started and everyone stood, turning to look at me. They all smiled but i just kept my face trained on Troy at the top of the aisle. He looked amazing in his black and white tuxedo and i nearly forgot to breathe as i took him in.

As we said our vows; both traditional and our own, we stared into one anothers eyes. I knew from the moment i met him that i loved him. Yeah we had our ups and downs but at the end we still came together and made our lives together. I don't know what i would have done without him. He gave me everything and i love him more each minute of the day.

We are officially soul-mates if you believe in that sort of stuff. Whether or not you do, the fact remains true. Troy and I were made for each other.

END OF STORY

There were go, hope you liked it. I didn't know how else to end it. Hopefully it will fit well with the story.

Links for the dress and the engagement ring are on my page!!!