Hey all. Well, here it is; the last chapter. Hope you enjoy!!!!!!!!!!!!!

CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN

"He should be here soon," Jack exclaimed as he took Martha's hand.

Martha took a deep breath and nodded. Jack had organized for her father to pop around to the house before he headed off back to the city. She was nervous about seeing him. She didn't know what he was going to say to her; especially after she had accused him of such a horrible thing.

Martha had thought long and hard all through the night. She had been unsure of whether or not she wanted to have him in her life from now on. But she knew that she had come to the right decision.

"Now, are you sure that you don't want me to stay?" Jack asked her.

"Yes, I'm sure," Martha nodded. "I think it should just be me and Alex," she told him.

"Alright, well I'm going to head down to the station and work on a bit of paperwork for a while," Jack started. "How about we meet for lunch down at the park? I'll pop into the diner and organize a basket of food. How does that sound?" he suggested.

Martha smiled. "Sounds great," she agreed.

"Okay, well I'll go now. But if you need me to come home, just call me alright," Jack pulled her in for a hug, and kissed her gently on the lips.

Martha kissed him back for a few moments before pushing him away with a small laugh. "Now go. Get out of here," she pushed him towards the door.

"Okay, okay, I'm going," Jack held his hands up in defense. "I'll see you later," and with that he disappeared out the door.

Martha leant against the door and watched as Jack got into his car and drove away. She then turned around and headed towards Alex's room. She needed to get her ready for her first meeting with her grandfather.

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Martha was walking into the lounge area when Brett arrived; knocking softly on the door.

"Hi," Martha smiled lightly as she invited him in.

"Thank you," Brett gave her a short nod as he brushed passed.

"Please sit down," Martha told Brett as they walked into the kitchen. "Thanks for coming," she then told him as they sat down at the kitchen table.

"No worries. I had time before I had to go back to the city anyway," Brett told her.

"Look, I just want to apologize for what I done. I feel so bad about accusing you of hurting me. I should have known that you would never hurt me like that. I should have believed you when you said you didn't do it," Martha started as she looked down at her hands in shame. "I just; I was in a really rough spot at the time, and I only remembered bits and pieces from that day. And the things that I did remember, it made it look as though you were the one who hurt me. But I'm sorry. I'm so sorry," she apologized.

"It's okay. Really, it's okay. I don't blame you," Brett reassured Martha. "Like you said, you were having a rough time and you were just going with what your head was telling you. You couldn't help the way that things panned out," he said.

"I'm glad you don't hate me," Martha smiled a little.

"You're my daughter. I could never hate you," Brett exclaimed.

Martha started to laugh as she stood up. "And now that makes me feel like even more of a bitch; especially after what I'm about to say," she started to pace a little.

"What are you getting at?" Brett looked at her with concern as he stood up to stand next to her.

Martha looked up at her father; tears starting to sting her eyes. "I can understand that you've changed and that you're not the same person that you used to be. I can see that you really do care for me and that you want what is best for me and Alex," she started to explain to him. "And having said that; I think that it's best that we don't be a part of each others lives. Not right now anyway," Martha added.

Brett looked at Martha; shock evident on his face. "Why? I mean, I don't understand why we can't start over," he frowned.

Martha sighed. "My life is still a little hectic at the moment. There are still so many things that I don't remember. You know; things about Alex and my life with Jack. My memories are slowly starting o come back to me, and I'm sure everything will become clear to me again one day soon," she began. "Right now, Jack and Alex are my top priority, and I need to be with them. I can't be worrying about other things. I really hope that you can understand that," she said.

"Of course I understand," Brett turned away from her.

"But one day, I hope that we can start over," Martha assured him. "And just because we aren't a part of each others lives, doesn't mean you're going to be kept out of the loop. I'll keep you updated on how things are with Alex. I'll send you photo's of her and I'll let you know how she is. It would be unfair if I took away that privilege from you," she said.

Brett started to smile. "That would really mean a lot to me," he told Martha. "And I do look forward to the day when we can start over," he added.

"I really would like for you to meet Alex before you leave," Martha then said.

"Really?" Brett grinned at her with hope in his eyes.

Martha nodded. "She's in her room. I'll go and get her," she exclaimed as she turned and walked from the room.

Martha was really glad that her father understood her reasons for everything. She knew that she had come to the right decision. She needed to do what was best for herself, and right now this was what was best for her. Letting him see Alex was her thank you to him. After all, it was only fair that he get to meet his first grandchild. Martha didn't want to take that away from him.

"Come on, lets go back meet your other poppy," Martha cooed as she lifted Alex from her cot. "He's really looking forward to meeting you," she smiled down at her daughter.

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Martha neatly lay out the blanket across the soft grass. She unclipped Alex from her pram and pulled her out and gently sat her down on the blanket; giving her few toys to play with.

"Let's hope that daddy doesn't take too long; because I am starving," Martha said to Alex as she sat down herself.

Martha rolled over onto her back and shielded her eyes away from the bright sun. The day was beautiful. It was the perfect weather for a picnic, and Martha was excited to be spending time with just Jack and Alex. They'd never really had the chance to have some real quality family time.

"Would you look at that view," a deep voice called out. "The two prettiest girls in the world, and they're both mine," he laughed.

Martha looked up and smiled when she spotted Jack walking across the park towards them. "You don't look too bad yourself," she grinned as Jack kicked off his thongs and sat down to her.

"Hi," Jack winked at her as he leant across and kissed her. "So, how did it go with your dad?" he asked.

"It went well," Martha nodded. "He understood my reasons for everything and he accepted my wishes. He was very happy when I told him that I would keep him updated about Alex," she explained to Jack.

"Well, I'm glad everything went well for you," Jack said.

"Me too," Martha began. "But, lets' put that behind us for now. Let's eat, coz I'm famished," she laughed as she reached out for the basket.

"Not so fast," Jack snatched the basket away from her grasp. "We have some unfinished business to attend to first," he informed her.

"What are you talking about?" Martha was confused. "If it's something dirty, don't you think that it would be best if we waited until were inside and away from prying eyes?" she wiggled her eyebrows at him.

Jack started to laugh at her. "Get your mind out of the gutter Mrs. Holden," he taunted a little. "For your information, I'm actually talking about this," he reached into his pocket and then produced Martha's wedding ring.

"I still haven't put it back on," Martha started. "We kind of got caught in the moment the other night and forgot about it," she pointed out as she reached to take it from his hand.

Jack pulled his hand away before Martha even had the chance to touch it. "Allow me," he exclaimed.

Martha giggled a little before giving her hand to Jack. He took it gently in his hands and softly caressed her fingers. "Don't you ever dare take this off again," Jack smiled at her.

"I don't plan on it," Martha whispered to him as he slipped the ring onto her finger.

Martha touched Jack's face and moved into kiss him, but was interrupted by a baby giggle. Martha and Jack quickly pulled away and looked across at the daughter.

"Come here you," Jack laughed as he pulled Alex into his arms and brought her in between himself and Martha. "Don't worry, we haven't forgotten about you," he kissed her soft cheek.

Martha loved the tenderness Jack displayed when he was with his daughter. It was one of the most beautiful things she had ever seen. And she loved him so much for it.

"I'm so lucky to have you," Martha said to Jack.

Jack averted his eyes away from Alex and looked back up at Martha. "Pretty lucky," he agreed with her as he smirked.

"Very lucky," Martha nodded as she cupped his face and brought him in for a kiss.

"Love you," Jack told her as their lips met.

"Me too," Martha deepened the kiss.

Even though she still had a long way to go until she remembered all the details from her missing years, Martha was happy. She had a husband who loved her dearly, and the most beautiful baby daughter. They were what mattered. And as long as she had them; she'd be fine.

Martha let out a small sigh as she pulled away from Jack's kiss. She looked deeply into his eyes and smiled. "Can we eat now?" she laughed.

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Well Well Well, it's over. It's finally over. I really hope you enjoyed my story, and hope you tune into my next one 'Return to Innocence'.

I'd really like to thank all those that read and reviewed my fic. And a big thank you to those who encouraged me to continue with my stories. It's great to know that there are people out there who enjoy them and really look forward to my next updates.

So, once again; thank you.