** Author's Note, Sorry it took so long for this chapter, I have been extremely busy these past few months. I just graduated from high school and my computer was in a major downfall, but its up and running now, even though I lost EVERYTHING all of my writings this entire story was wiped clean from the hard drive. I resaved all of the chapters of the story, but I lost the future chapters I was working on. So now that my computer is finally up and running I can get this story moving again. I've been reading the reviews that you guys have left me and I feel really blessed to have such great people like my story. On a final note.....

Maria...... thank you for caring so much that you left several reviews for me. It's really nice to know that you enjoy it so much. :). So this chapter is dedicated to you for the support. **

Chapter 22

**One Week Later**

Elizabeth sat there on the off-white carpet in her childhood bedroom. She heaved a sigh and continued to wrap all of her old year books in bubblewrap and placed them in the box next to her. The room was filled with boxes of all different sizes. All packed and ready to be sent to France. A knock a the door snapped Elizabeth out of her thoughts. The door opened and Laurent stepped into the room.

He gave a lopsided grin. "I see that your almost ready to go."

Elizabeth gave a small shrug and moved a box from beside her so that he fiancee could sit down next to her. "Jess was helping me but she became tired." To prove Elizabeth's point the previously unnoticed lump on the bed gave off a loud snore.

"What are you packaging?" Laurent took the wrapped book from her hands. "Sweet Valley Middle School," he read off the cover.

"It's my sixth grade yearbook." Elizabeth took the book and opened it up to the page with her and Jess's picture in it. "That's us when we were twelve years old." She pointed to the girls. In the black and white pictures Elizabeth had her hair clipped to the sides of her head and it was obvious that Jessica was wearing make-up even in the gray picture. "I have a yearbook for every year of school I went through. From kindergarten at Sweet Valley Elementry to my senior year at Sweet Valley University. They're my memories."

While Elizabeth was talking Laurent was looking at certian picture, one Todd Wilkins. "Is this the same Todd that I had met in the mall?"

"Yea, that's Todd, he was so into basketball back then. He was into basketball up until our senior year at Sweet Valley High." Elizaeth took the book and rewrapped it up in the bubblewrap. She put it in the box and picked up the seventh grade yearbook. A yellowed piece of paper fell out of it and conviently into Laurent's hand. Before Elizabeth could say something Laurent opened up the note and read.

"Elizabeth- you'll always be mine. Do you feel the same as I do? If you do please meet me at Casey's Icecream Parlor after school on Friday, 4:00 pm. Yours forever. Todd W." He looked at Elizabeth and had to bite his tongue from laughing out loud. Her face was redder than the shirt she was wearing. "Care to explain this" Laurent mocked growled.

"I-I- It was a note from Todd when we were in middle school." Elizabeth looked up into Laurent eyes and saw laughter in his deep blue eyes. She glared at him menacingly and reached for the note, he easily held it from her grip.

"If you want this pathetic attempt at gaining your love then by all means come for it." He folded the note up carefully then dropped it down his tucked in shirt.

"If you insist." Elizabeth gently sat the book down on the ground and flung her self onto Laurnet and knocked both of them onto the off-white carpet. Laughing Elizabeth untucked his shirt and pulled it off his body. She flung it into the air and it fell on the again forgotten blonde lump on the bed. Only now the lump was wide awake was watching the spectical on the floor.

"Excuse me, but did you forget that there is someone else in the room." Jessica asked sarcasm dripped from the question. "You two need to save it for the wedding night."

Elizabeth didn't move from where she was sitting, on Laurent's chest. "Like you did?" She asked sweetly.

"Haha, funny Elizabeth. so can you two knock it off before I toss up my lunch."

"Hey, ithis is my room you know. You have one right through the bathroom. And if you need to there is a toliet in there so you can use it, since its obvious we disgust you so much."

"That isn't the point dear sister I never thought you would be a sexual person. I was always the one into the who guy scene."

"Yes, and you were the one married and divorced before we were done with our first freshman semester at SVU."

"See, you just proved my point," Jessica gave a cheeky smile. "I do know more. But I see that your getting training right now, so I'll go down stairs and raid the fridge."

"I don't care what you do Jessica," Laurent broke in for the first time. Just leave. We are a little busy right now."

Jessica got off the bed and made her way around the boxes. "No shit, Sherlock." She tossed over her shoulder as she shut the door behind her. Laurent lifted up so that Elizabeth was straddling his hips.

"Promise me," he said "that Jessica won't be interfering when we get married."

"I cannot promise you that, if Jessica wants to be somewhere she'll be there. Good, bad or indifferent. But I can promise you one thing." Elizabeth got off Laurent, much to his protesting, and went to the door and locked it. "She won't be back in here again."

"Good." Elizabeth looked up just in time to see Laurent scoop down and pick her up. He carried her over to the bed and tumbled them both onto the bed.

"I really don't have time for this, I still have to finish packing."

"Together, we can finish up later, now its time for some fun." He trailed kisses down her neck and pulled off her red t-shirt.

"Well, if you put it that way."

Several hours later Elizabeth wrapped the last yearbook in the bubblewrap and handed it to Laurent. "That's the last of it."

"Why did you wait to pack your yearbooks last?" He placed the tome into the the box. Closed the box and taped the seems.

"I am not sure. Maybe because I'm moving from my hometown and I've never done that before. I grew up in this room. It feels weird to know that I'm leaving tomorrow morning for good."

"Elizabeth," Laurent tilted her head up stared into her teal eyes. "If I was something different than what I was"

"You mean being a Prince," she said gently.

"Yes, I weren't a prince I would stay here with you and your family in Sweet Valley."

"I know you mean that, and I'm thankful you feel like that. But if you weren't a prince, we never would have met."

"You see I don't believe, Liz." He took her hand and led her over to the rumpled bed. "We are meant to be together, we would have met and fell in love anyway." He reached under the pillow and pulled out a box. " This is for you."

Elizabeth took the box out of his hand and opened it gently. Inside was a silver raindrop pendant with the date, "June, 15 1997." That was the day Elizabeth took a break from her job, which was being an aupair and took a walk through a large green maze. During the walk, a pop up thunderstorm let loose on Elizabeth, who was already lost. She ran through the maz, taking turn after turn and through the shubbery of the maze she had seen the cottage. An invisable hand led her to the door and it opened to reveal her now lover.

"I love it." She leaned down and kissed him gently on the mouth. HE lifted her hair and placed the chain around her neck.

He smiled a soft smile. "Perfect."

Next morning in the Wakefield kitchen, it was a very cozy picture. Steven Wakefield, aka big brother was cooking his ultra famous blueberry pancakes, his wife, Billie Wakefield was sitting at the table with Jessica, both who were pregnant, Billie's third, sharing stories. Nick was holding tissues for Alice Wakefield, who was going through them extremely fast. Ned Wakefield was rubbing his wife's shoulders.

"Our little girl is leaving us." Alice sobbed into a fresh tissue.

"Mom, you didn't cry this much, when I got married." Jessica remind her.

"Jessica, you weren't moving to France. Elizabeth is...." She blew her nose into the tissue.

"Mom, it'll be ok," Elizabeth reassured her mother for what feels like the thousandth time.

"So, where are you two headed?" Ned asked sitting down next to Alice.

"Paris, first of all then we are going to my Chateau for the first part of the marriage." Laurent looked at the clock on the wall. 10:00 am. "Elizabeth, we need to head out now. We have to be on the plane by 10:30."

"Your right, everyone we need to be leaving now." For the next few minutes there was a lot more crying, lots of hugs and more tears as Elizabeth and Laurent made their way outside to the overcast day and down into the limo. Elizabeth's possessions had already been sent to Laurent's own jet. Getting into the jet she looked up at her father.

"We'll join you two in France for the wedding in a couple of months." Ned said. kissing Elizabeth on the head. "Goodbye Lauren, it's wonderful to know that Elizabeth will be taken care of. Welcome to the family. Now, get the hell out ofthe country. Take my daughter with you."

Laurent laughed. "Yes sir, my pleasure. Alex," Laurent spoke to the driver. Let's go." He rolled up the window and they pulled away from the house. Elizabeth looked over her shoulder to see her family heading back into the only home she's ever known.

"Will you be alright?" He asked when he turned back around.

"Yea, I will be."

"Your life's about to change now."

Elizabeth snuggled against her future. "Good to know."

The End.

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