Author's Note: Okay, this is NOT the last chapter. After this there WILL be the Epilogue. So stay tuned! I sorry I'm stretching the story even longer, but I want to make sure all questions are answered and that I end well. But everything will come to an end in this chapter. And don't worry I haven't forgotten about the café scene in the beginning =) And sorry about the birthday mix-up…

Location: ChewandSwallow

After a good night's sleep, everyone headed over to the JFK to collect their aircrafts. Manny said goodbye to everyone and climbed into his WNN helicopter. Sam watched him go. She still didn't return to her job. But they'll probably fire her the moment she stepped through the door. She had be absent for so long.

Everyone else had climbed into the government helicopter. Angelica had lugged on most of the stuff from The League of DBTC headquarters. She was permanently moving back into ChewandSwallow. Reg, Jag and Denis were moving in too.

When they had landed in ChewandSwallow, Reg flew the helicopter behind the old sardine factory. Then everyone got out and made their ways to Main Street. When people saw them everyone was shocked.

"Where have Flint, Sam and Brent been?"

"Is that Angelica Rita Oreant?"

"Denis Loquesto? Last time we saw him he was in high school!"

Things like that erupted from a crowd forming around the street. Then Mayor Devereaux came out to the front of the crowd and blinked at the arrivals. The crowd instantly stopped talking. He sighed and looked all at them with expressionless eyes. Then he glanced at Angelica and nodded solemnly.

"Welcome back Mrs. Oreant. Last time I saw you it was almost 15 years ago." He nodded and people began to murmur again.

"Yes, Earl. I-I mean M-Mayor Devereaux." She stammered and looked down at her feet.

The crowd began to whisper again, but Mayor Devereaux spun around and glared at the crowd. No one said a word anymore. Then Mayor Devereaux turned to glance back and now looked at Flint, Sam, and Brent. He let out a relieved sigh.

"Well! It's good to have you back! Were you guys okay?" Mayor Devereaux asked and stared at them.

"Uh… yeah." Flint didn't dare look Mayor Devereaux in the eyes.

"And Albert Shelbourne is dead." Angelica then raised her head and looked at Mayor Devereaux. The crowd heard that too and no one said a word.

Slowly, Mayor Devereaux nodded and squeezed his eyes shut for a second. Then he bit his lip and glanced down at Angelica. He expected her to cry or something. But she didn't even blink. Then walked through the crowd and motioned everyone to follow.

Confused, the crowd followed and so did Flint, Sam, Brent, Angelica, Steve, Reg, Jag and Denis. Mayor Devereaux walked toward the center of the town where the stage and podium was. It seemed to be fixed after the fish bowl incident. Flint cringed at that memory. Everyone watched as Mayor Devereaux walked onto the stage and behind the podium. He adjusted the microphone.

"Now we all know that our previous Mayor wasn't what most would expect out of a leader of our town. But it is a town tradition we say a few good words about the man. Whoever has something to say, come right up." Mayor Devereaux spoke into the mic and stepped back.

He had said those words with difficulty. Not because of sadness, but because how much he didn't want to do this. Shelbourne was a bad soul, but it's a tradition. I'm loyal to the town's traditions. Mayor Devereaux thought to himself.

The first person to walk up was Angelica. No one was surprised. She came up behind the mic and took it in her hand. As she took it, she couldn't meet the town's faces. Instead she looked over everyone's heads; into the distance.

"What he was right now was not what I knew. I'm saying this to all who knew Albert 15 years ago. And even before that. He was a good man back then. I loved him back then. Now, not so much; no." she replied and turned deep red.

When she walked off stage, some people patted her on the back and then more and more people walked up to say what good he has done. Everyone remembered him as what he was long ago. No one dared mention what he turned into now.

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"This place is awful! We'll be cleaning all day!" Angelica planted her hands on her hips as she kicked the front door to the house where she used to live in and then Albert lived in with Marie.

There were cobwebs everywhere and dust. Something smelled like rotten eggs. Flint saw a rat scuttling around a worn out armchair. Sam quickly grabbed his hand as they went from room to room.

"This place might be impossible to clean. There are rats and spiders everywhere!" Reg opened a drawer and peeked inside. He instantly took a step back and almost crashed into Jag.

"I'll say! Did you guys see the fridge?" Denis called from the kitchen. Slowly everyone entered the kitchen and peeked over Denis's shoulder.

It was the grossest thing ever. The oranges were all green and fuzzy; the milk smelled worse than sweaty gym socks, the eggs were blown up a bit and looked ready to explode and everything was either covered in blue or green fuzz, or smelled worse than sardines soup. Then Angelica went over to the kitchen sink and opened the cupboard over it. She took out some rubber gloves and slapped them on.

"2005? This milk expired 4 years ago!" she exclaimed and began to put the milk back, but suddenly the carton began to shake and she screamed and dropped it.

Everyone shrieked and jumped back before the milk could splash on them. When all the milk was all over the floor, they say that it wasn't even white anymore. It was a yellow color with white flaky things floating things in it. Then giant cockroaches crawled out of the carton and Angelica screamed and made a mad dash out of the kitchen.

Everyone followed. She led them right out the front door.

"On second thought, maybe I'll get a job and buy a good clean house." She sighed and ran her hand through her hair.

"There are a few cheap houses on my street." Flint suggested.

"Yes, and oh!" she suddenly gasped.

Her eyes twinkled like she had just won the lottery. Everyone turned to look at her.

"I'm sure I still have some money in the bank! And I could take Albert's too, now that he's dead!" Angelica nodded.

Then she told everyone to follow her to the City Hall. On the way there, they bumped into Mayor Devereaux. He looked straight at Angelica and then handed her a large dark blue envelope with a silver wax seal closing the envelope at the back. Confused she took the envelope and turned it over in her hands. Once she realized what it was, her eyes widened.

"Flint. We need to go to your house. I-I think your dad might want to hear and see this too." She stammered and clutched the envelope close to her chest.

Nodding, Flint led everyone back down Main Street.

"Tell me if there are any problems, Mrs. Oreant!" Mayor Devereaux called after her.

She didn't say anything. She just followed Flint. Sam walked on Flint's other side. None of them knew what was in the envelope yet. All Sam knew that the colors of the town were blue and silver. But the envelope still looked scary looking. Even Angelica was gripping it so hard, her knuckles were turning white.

They reached Flint's house and Steve jumped off Flint's shoulder and dashed to the lab. Everyone watched as Steve climbed up the elevator tube and then along the dome-shaped walls of Flint's lab. Soon the monkey disappeared into the open window.

"The lab looks awesome." Jag replied as he stared at it.

"You can say that again." Reg said and stared up in awe too.

"The lab looks awesome." Jag grinned and Reg shoved him.

They came up to the front door and knocked on the door. Tim Lockwood opened it and for a second he didn't react. Then he saw Flint.

"Flint! Where have you BEEN?" Tim cried and gave him son a huge hug. Flint hugged his dad back.

"I'll fill you in later. Can we come inside?" Flint asked and stepped back.

"Oh, sure!" Tim furrowed his eyebrow and watched as the rather large group trampled inside.

Flint led everyone into the living room. He, Sam and Brent all squeezed in on the small couch, while Angelica, Denis, Reg and Jag were seated on the long one. The last couch was across from Flint's. Tim came in and sat down on that one. He looked around the room at the people sitting there.

"I'm Reg, Mr. Lockwood." Reg held out his hand and Tim shook it carefully.

"And I'm Jag, Mr. Lockwood." Jag grinned and shook Tim's hand enthusiastically.

"Pleasure to meet you," Tim nodded, "And you are Denis. And you are…" Tim froze when he saw Angelica. His jaw dropped open as if he couldn't believe he was seeing Angelica. But he seemed to know her, because he smiled and shook her hand. Angelica smiled and shook it back.

"I'm holding Albert's Will here." Angelica slammed the dark blue envelope on the coffee table in front of the long couch.

Tim leaned forward and his eyebrows actually rose. Then he glanced at Angelica. He knew that Albert was dead because of earlier that day, but he was surprised someone had unearthed Albert's Will.

Slowly, Angelica peeled off the wax seal at the back and pulled out some sheets of paper. First there was a whole sheet saying that so and so grant permission for this Will to be read. Then the actual Will was pulled out. Angelica opened her mouth to read the top heading.

"WILL OF ALBERT SHELBOUNRE. I, Richard Shelbourne, a resident of Swallow Falls, hereby make this Will and revoke all prior Wills and Codicils on July 13th, 1987." Angelica read. She looked over at everyone watching her.

"Who's Richard?" Brent asked.

"His father." Angelica shuddered and then blinked for a second.

Tim looked down at his hands as if he thought Richard Shelbourne was a horrible man too. But no one else in the room knew him. Everyone else just wondered if he was a bad as Albert. Then Angelica gulped when she saw what she was to read next. But Tim nodded at her and she continued.

"I am married to Angelica Rita Oreant, who I will refer to as "my spouse". We were married on June 3rd, 1986 in Swallow Falls. And then it just states all his property and who it shall be given too." Angelica nodded.

No one said a word. They all at the edge of their seats ready to see. But then there weren't too many people to give things too. There was Marie (but she was dead), Angelica and that was pretty much it. Flint had already been born and so had Brent. No one really knew if Flint or Brent would get anything.

"There is the Shelbourne secret fortune locked away for me and Marie to split. Brent gets CEO of the sardine factory and Flint is put under the custody with me, when Tim dies." Angelica looked around the room.

But there was a slight problem. Albert Shelbourne had probably used up half of the so-called fortune, since he wasted a lot of money. Next, the sardine factory was no longer available, so Brent got nothing. The only good thing was that Flint was stuck under Albert's protection if his dad died. And Angelica wasn't so bad. He smiled to himself and Angelica smiled at him.

Tim on the other hand seemed relieved that Flint wasn't under Albert's protection anymore. When Angelica told him to sign the Will (you needed 3 witnesses to sign), he signed happily. Then she made Brent and Flint sign afterwards.

"I'm glad that's over." Angelica slumped back in her seat and blew out a loud sigh.

"In the movies, they make reading Wills so exciting. I didn't see anything exciting about that." Jag frowned.

"That's Hollywood for you." Reg told him.

"Now I just need to speak to Flint outside." Angelica said and left the room. Blinking, Flint followed her out the front door of the house.

They walked down the street and Angelica didn't say anything for quite a while. She seemed nervous. But as they walked past Main Street and toward the docks, she finally spoke.

"Do you remember before Sam got kidnapped and you were eating in the café with Albert?" Angelica asked and sat on the edge of the dock. Slowly, Flint sat down beside her. He wondered how she knew about the café. Unless…

"Yeah. And there was some person in a dark blue trench coat sitting in the back. Apparently they were shot in the leg." Flint scrunched up his eyebrows and glanced at Angelica.

She smiled knowingly and then looked up at the sky. The wind blew her wavy brown hair back and she closed her eyes as the wind poured over her face. Then she breathed in deeply and turned to look at the ocean. Flint couldn't believe she was 42 years old. To her, she looked like she was in her early thirties.

"They were not shot in the leg. The bullet just ripped off some skin and caused a bit of blood. It wasn't a big deal. And it didn't cause a limping leg either." Angelica smiled and Flint narrowed his eyes at her.

"Are you—? I mean, were you that person?" Flint asked with wide eyes.

Then she nodded and Flint let it all sink in. He tried to remember back to the scene in the café. How Albert (Alan Shell) was telling everyone to get out of the café. He made it seem like Angelica was dangerous. Then he remembered that she was a Code back then, so she was injected. But still! He thought it might have been Patrick or something.

"But why did you come to ChewandSwallow?" Flint asked her and she just kept looking out into the sea.

"Well, for two reasons. The main reason was that Joe told me to go back and search around for you. I didn't really know that The League was after you, so I went to see how you were. They only explained right after. When Denis went to kidnap Sam. The other reason was that I missed the place. When Albert saw me, I recognized him and threw the dark blue fog bomb. He tried to kill me, but I managed to escape." Angelica sighed and now glanced at Flint.

He nodded at her and didn't say anything. Then he felt a hand on his shoulder and he turned around to find Sam standing there. She smiled at them and then Brent, Jag, and Reg came up from behind her.

"You guys okay?" Sam asked and sat down on Flint's other side. Denis came and sat next to Angelica on her other side. Reg, Jag and Brent squeezed in on Denis's other side.

They all sat there together watching as the sun set over the horizon. Smiling, Sam put her arm on Flint's shoulder. Flint put his on Angelica's shoulder, she out hers around Denis's shoulder, he put his on Brent's; who put it on Jag's; who put his on Reg's.

They watched silently as the sun dipped over the horizon showering its last rays over them all sitting on the dock's edge. Right now no one thought about Albert, or what happened in Tokyo and Paris. No one thought about going anywhere or The League of DBTC. No one thought about the TLDSMDFADR or the Time Machine. Not even about Albert's Will or his house.

"Let's pretend that nothing bad ever happened these past few days, and we had been sitting her all along." Flint smiled and everyone agreed.

As they sat there three more people joined them. The ghosts of Fran Lockwood, Marie Oreant and Joe Towne slowly came up behind them and stood behind.

They were too, watching the sun set and the moon rise.