A/N: Holy crap. I honestly thought I posted this last chapter. I'm so very sorry.

Thank you to everyone who reviewed and have kept with my story even if it took me forever to upload it all. Thanks in particular to Pikados for reminding me to post the final chapter and Ahava96 for all the encouragement. Honourable mentions are also awarded to taylorbabygirl, France, Kate, Nice Huntress, The ORIGINAL Spanish John, Laurie, hetoy92, nedfan, Kylie Anderson, colby, sharon, KatyRose, Shaylee, Seren Lunar Echo, jesus-chick, kutebloo, TehRoyalFoShizzleness, Jackhas6pack, elfylebanese and rimshawsgirl.

I might write a sequel, we'll have to see, because I kind of end it at an awkward place. I wrote this years ago (the awful writing style is a dead giveaway) and I have to get reacquainted with all the characters before I'll attempt it. And since I'm so busy, I don't know if it's possible. But you never know, so thanks again for reading and hopefully I'll be back with more fics!

Chapter 37: So This Is The End

Silence filled the room like a thick cloud, blanketing everyone

Silence filled the room like a thick cloud, blanketing everyone. It was a comfortable silence though and it was better than filling it with empty words. Nobody had moved from where they were sitting for the past hour, almost completely still like statues in black. Myles shifted in his seat to look at his watch as did Lucy and Sue. They exchanged a quick glance and fell back to their original position as Jack walked through the door. He was released from the hospital just a few short days ago although Mrs. Hudson and the entire gang insisted that he had refrained from coming back to work for a couple more days. But today was different, today was going to be excruciating long and Jack needed to be here, for his friend. He was carrying a bouquet of peach roses, his grandmother's favourites, and handed them to Bobby. He placed the flowers down on his desk and gave Jack a hug. They didn't cry but it was evident that they were just holding all of their emotions in. Letting go, Jack stood beside his mother and took her hand.

"Has dad called?" he asked in a whisper.

"No," his mother said curtly.

"Oh."

Jack patted her hand and gave her a gentle squeeze.

"Where's Cayleigh?"

"She'll be here in a minute," Jack replied. "She had something to do."

"Miss Ryder," Fr. Reilly said in a kind voice. "We have to get ready for this afternoon."

"I know, just one more minute," she replied, fixing the flowers that were placed on the gravestone.

The wind blew a calm breeze across Cayleigh's face. She couldn't even begin to imagine what she would have done if Kim was the one who was lying lifelessly on the side of a creek and not Genevieve.

"For someone who never knew her, you seem to care a lot about this little girl," said Fr. Reilly interrupting her thoughts.

"Everyone deserves to have a proper funeral, besides she doesn't have anyone," she said.

"Well, you're here aren't you?"

Cayleigh smiled at his comment and stood up.

"I guess you're right," she said.

"Oh, I'm always right, remember I've got connections," Fr. Reilly replied with a twinkle in his eye. "We should get going. Don't want to delay the flight of an angel."

"Bobby, dear, is that you?"

Turning around at the soft sound of a woman's voice, Bobby smiled and walked over to her.

"Mrs. DeLauro," he said as the smile on his face quickly faded. "I-I'm so sorry."

She was stunning woman, sandy blond hair pulled back in a clip and warm brown eyes. The way she composed herself surprised Bobby. Her eyes seemed void of any emotion and her lips were pursed into a thin red line.

"You don't need to be sorry," she replied, before adding. "I'm glad you came."

She turned away before he could reply, leaving him to join her friends. Closing his eyes, he gave into tears. He felt a devastating sadness fill him but on top of all the sadness there was an anger that terrified even himself. All of that was washed away by the gently touch of a hand on his arm. Blue eyes stared up at him and before he could even register what he was feeling, he kissed gently her on the cheek as he drew her into his arms.

"Thank you," he whispered into her ear.

Cayleigh pulled away from him and ran her hand down his cheek. Without saying a word, she took his hand and led him out of the church. Taking one last look behind him, Bobby thought he saw Will leaning against the side of the doorpost. Will seemingly waved goodbye and backed away before disappearing. As Bobby turned around to face Cayleigh, he noticed the confused look on her face.

"Are you okay?" she asked.

He waited a moment and flashed his famous grin before answering.

"I am now."

Fin for now