First of all, THIS IS NOT THE LAST CHAPTER!!!!! There will be at least two other chapters after this. Sorry I haven't updated in a while but I just started school and I had to move in and first weekend activities and all that jazz. So. Here ya go. Enjoy!

Oh, and thanks again to the people who reviewed the last chapter. I love you all forever.

Kerplunk

A month after their one-year anniversary "celebration", Olive and Chuck sat at a booth in the Pie Hole with Ned and Emerson. Chuck had a slice of pie in front of her with a candle stuck in it, Olive holding her arm, head rested casually on her shoulder.

"I swear, you two get more sickening every day," Emerson said looking at them with an eyebrow raised, "The PDA just gets worse and worse."

"Emerson," Olive said raising her head off of Chuck's shoulder, "Calm down. It's not like we're having sex on the table." Ned spit his coffee back into the cup in shock coughing. Chuck felt her cheeks grow hot and looked back down at her pie. "Anyways," Ned said wiping his mouth, "Happy half birthday, Chuck."

Olive placed her head back on Chuck's shoulder and squeezed her arm lovingly, "Yes, happy half birthday."

"I can't believe you remembered," Chuck said blowing out the candle. "How could we, you haven't shut up about it," Emerson said reaching under the table, "Here."

"Aw, First edition, signed by the author," Chuck said looking at the copy of Little Gum Shoe Emerson had placed in front of her, "Thanks, Emerson."
"And I'm still searching for my perfect gift," Ned said wringing his hands together. Olive slid a card in front of Chuck and kissed her shoulder. Chuck opened it and turned it over, gaping as tickets fell out of the envelope. "Four tickets to the Aquacade! Thanks, Olive," Chuck said kissing her lightly before looking back at the tickets in her hand. "That's not all," Olive said, "Your aunts are going to be there two. I made sure I got tickets that were across from them so they couldn't really see you but with some binoculars you'll be able to see them."

"You have no idea how happy I am right now," Chuck said kissing Olive's head. "It's okay. You can show me later," Olive said nudging Chuck suggestively with an eyebrow raised. Chuck giggled and kissed the crown of blonde hair. "Oh, come on," Emerson muttered looking away. The four of them went to the Aquacade, which was quickly dampened by the murder of Blanche. Later that next day, Chuck's aunts had made the announcement they were going to swim again. But all of these events paled in comparison to the moment Ned had sat her down to talk to her.

"Chuck," he began seriously. They were sitting across from each other in his apartment, cups clutched in their hands. "I was being selfish when I told you that you couldn't tell your aunts you were alive. I was afraid you would leave if you could talk to them again and I didn't want that, you're the best friend I have."

"What are you trying to say?" Chuck asked, emotion choking in her throat as hoped he was going to say the thing she most desperately wanted him say. "What I'm trying to say," he sighed, "is that I found the perfect present.

And that's how they ended up here, on Lily and Vivian's doorstep. Ned stood with a bottle of champagne, Olive was holding a pie and Chuck was in the middle with a bouquet of daisies. She could feel her stomach churning with anticipation, all the different possible scenarios running through her brain on overdrive. She held the flowers in one hand and lowered her other to wipe the sweat off on her dress. She felt Olive's tiny fingers lace through her own and she turned to look at her.

Olive smiled up at her and squeezed her hand reassuringly, "You'll be fine." Chuck brought Olive's hand to her lips and placed a lingering kiss on the back of it. Bringing their hands back to their sides, Chuck looked at the door and nodded. Ned knocked on the wood, the sound echoing her heartbeats. Her heart was pounding so fast it was almost painful as she heard the door turn from the inside.

Everything seemed to go in slow motion as the heavy wooden door creaked open and Lily and Vivian became visible. Their jaws dropped when they saw Chuck, three eyes blinking rapidly. "Lily, Vivian," Chuck said slowly, "I'm alive."

They continued to stare at her and Chuck stared back, unsure what to say. Olive squeezed her hand, encouraging her to say something. "I…can we come in?" Chuck asked tentatively.

Her voice seemed to knock the two sisters from their daze and Vivian ran up to her and wrapped her in a crushing hug, the daisies forgotten and crushed between their bodies. Chuck felt Vivian's tear soaking her shoulder as she rocked her back and forth. "Oh, Charlotte," she said hoarsely, "Charlotte, our Charlotte."

Tears stung her own eyes and she buried her face in Vivian's shoulder. "I missed you so much," Chuck said, "both of you." Vivian pulled back, hands on Chuck's shoulders and a smile on her face. Chuck turned to look at Lily whose face was contoured in a grimace as she tried to control the tears that were about to fall from her eyes. "Mom?" Chuck said quietly. Lily stared back at her, an unknown emotion passing over her face.

"You know? How did…who…?" Lily said, her one eye blinking at her, "You." She pointed a finger accusingly at Olive who was still clutching Chuck's hand.

"What? I had nothing to do with it," Olive said holding up her hands in surrender, "they all figured it out on their own."

"I think we need to explain some things," Ned said, switching from his prospecting position to an active one, "So maybe if we could go inside?"

"Oh, of course," Vivian said, dragging Chuck into the house by her arm as if she would disappear if she let go, "How rude of us."

She guided them into the living room on the couch, tentatively letting go of Chuck's arm as she sat on the couch across from them with Lily. "How are you alive?" Lily said without hesitation, "I saw…I had to identify you when…"

"Ned. It was all Ned," Chuck said trying to chase away her mother's tears, "he can touch things and bring them back to life."

"Damn it, is this another dream," Lily muttered, "I didn't think I had that much to drink."

"This isn't a dream," Ned said, "I can touch things and bring them back to life."

"Well that seems quite impossible," Vivian said. Without a word, Ned walked up to one of the stuffed birds and touched it. It suddenly sprang back to life, flapping its wings spastically. He touched it again and it returned to its previous state as though nothing had happened.

"Holy Jesus," Lily exclaimed, "I need a drink." Ned handed her the bottle of champagne and she opened it, taking a swig from the bottle. "So…you really are alive," Vivian said almost to herself.

Chuck nodded, "And I know that Lily is my mother."

"Who told you?" Lily asked taking another swig.

"Ned."

"And who told you?"

Ned fumbled with his hands, "Uh, um. I saw your picture. In the abbey. You were pregnant and I just put the dots together…"

"Oh, Charlotte," Vivian said as her tears started fresh, "I'm so happy you're alive! I'm so happy you're going to be living in this house with us again! It's been so lonely without you."

"Um…" Chuck said looking over at Olive who's face dropped, "actually…"

"Well, living with me anyways. I just kicked Lily out because she had an affair with Charles Charles."

"Uh, Vivian," Chuck said carefully, "I'm not moving back into the house. Into your lives, yes. But not the house. I'm living with my…someone."

"Oh, well Chuck that's wonderful!" Vivian said, "Who is this young gentleman?"

'Uh…hm…well…" Chuck looked nervously at Olive who reached out and took her hand reassuringly.

"You're a dyke?" Lily said before taking a longer swig of the champagne. "Mother, Vivian," Chuck said formally, "This is my girlfriend, Olive."

"Oh, cut the crap we know who she is," Lily said waving the bottle towards them, "She's here more than anyone."

"How long have you two had relations?" Vivian asked quietly. "One year," Chuck said with a smile, "One year, one week and three days." The two smiled at each other before looking back at the aunts.

"Well, if it had to be a woman. I guess I'm glad it was you," Lily said, "But if you hurt Charlotte, better believe you'll have a musket pointed at that pretty little head of yours."

"Yes, ma'am," Olive said folding her hands in her lap, "I'll take good care of your daughter."

Lily looked as if she was going to be overcome with emotions once more before she gestured towards the pan in front of Olive, "Is that pie?"

Olive slid it towards her and she put a slice on a plate, "Thank you."

"Well," Vivian said, "I'm afraid you did come at the most inopportune time. I was just kicking Lily out of the house. So Lily, I think you should leave now."

"Fine," she said standing up, her pie still in her hands, "I don't know where you expect me to go. But I'll go."

"Mom, come stay with us," Chuck blurted out, "We have a spare bedroom."

She looked between the two women with her good eye and nodded, "Okay. Let me get my stuff."

"Charlotte, I hate to see you leaving so soon after you've gotten here," Vivian said, tears welling up once more. "I'll come back, all the time," Chuck promised, "and come to the Pie Hole whenever you want. I'm always there."

Vivian nodded and Chuck went over to her, giving her another lasting hug. "Well, let's get outta here," Lily said walking unceremoniously out of the door. Chuck squeezed her aunt one last time and kissed her cheek.

"You should come to the Pie Hole later," Chuck said. Vivian nodded and watched as the three of them walked out the door after Lily.