A/N: I swear I'm never going to get anything done with this other story playing around in my head. LOL. Alright all you greedy and non-greedy Awian's and non-Awian's. Everyone enjoy! Until next time—PCGirl.
"I hope she feels better tomorrow—or is at least more conscious of what she's saying," said Caleb as he put his keys on the table next to the door.
"I'm sure she will be—and when Rafe gets back and hears you almost kissed Alison," smiled Livvie.
"Wait—you said when. Why did you say when instead of if?"
"Well, there's no reason to say if—that is unless you know there's no way he survived that explosion."
"Rafe, Lucy—I'm sorry I failed you," said Ian as he sat in the chapel looking up. "Eve, you told me to go see Rafe—I guess I just wasn't quick enough getting there. I've always been a step behind in saving someone—a step behind when it came to you and the car crash, my sisters death, Arianna being stabbed almost to death—I guess that's just how I'm always going to be, hmm? A day late and a dollar short, huh?"
"I don't think so," said Alison as she walked into the chapel wearing a robe over her hospital gown.
"Has Imani already gone for the night?" asked Jasmine as she walked in from the kitchen and saw Jack locking the front door.
"Yeah," he said turning around and seeing her standing there, her hair slightly messed up as she'd been running her hands through it with anticipation all day. "You can leave if you are ready," he said as he took his eyes off her and walked around the tables.
"I'll walk out with you," she said leaning on the bar and watching him. "What do you have to do tonight?"
"Get the money put in the safe, and I was thinking of mopping the floor," he said now looking at the floor.
"I was talking about after we leave here."
"Oh yeah. Well, I mean we could go check on Alison, or--."
"Stop. You know what's the problem here?"
"Of course. You're right."
"Wait—do you know something you aren't telling me, Caleb?"
"Me? No—why would I know anything about the explosion."
"Because you've been acting weird all week—almost as if you've been setting up something. Did you set up the explosion to go off—better yet, was this part of a plan and Rafe is hiding out somewhere until the coast is clear, or did you really kill him and Lucy?"
"I think you've been watching too many soap operas, my dear."
"What are you doing here? You should be in bed," he said looking at her.
"Katrina and Eddie won't let me sleep," she smiled. "I guess they are used to hearing Rafe's voice telling them goodnight. We've already got them spoiled," she laughed.
Ian laughed a bit, "I'm sorry I wasn't there in time to save him."
"You're talking like he's dead Ian."
"Well, we haven't found him yet."
"Ian," she said sitting down next to him and taking his hand. "I would know if he were gone—and I'm still feeling him close by. Him and Lucy both—they are going to be fine."
"You sure?"
"Yeah, I am," she said squeezing it. "I think they've calmed down, will you walk me back to my room."
"Of course," he said getting up and putting his arm out for her to take.
"What?" asked Jack.
"The problem is the past few weeks we've been helping out Rafe and Caleb too much."
"I thought you wanted to help them."
"I do, but now—well now we can't do anything about it. It just has to run it's course and we have to say a little prayer that everything is going to work out right. So no more speaking of any Morley's or Kovich's for the rest of the night."
"Then what would you like to do?"
"Get you alone and show you how I feel about you," she said walking over and kissing him.
"I never watch TV and you know it. So are you going to tell me the truth?" asked Livvie as she crossed her arms and stared at him.
"The truth is I said that when I put a plan in motion you will be at the center of it. Do you feel like you are at the center of anything?"
"Well, no--."
"Good it's settled then. Let's go to bed, it's been a long day and I have a feel tomorrow will be even longer."
"Thanks again Ian. Goodnight," she smiled as she shut the door and went to her bag. "Good, I did bring it," she smiled pulling out Elena's diary. She went and got in her bed and got comfortable before opening up and began reading the last three entries of the diary.
"Today I talked to Trevor for the first time in many years. I told him that I forgave him for Gregory's death, as I know my time is short and I needed to do that in order for my spirit to be at rest. Trevor has offered for me to come back to the Manor for my last few weeks of life, and then he and Tara will lay me to rest in the Morley plot. I am going to send word to my son Joseph and let him know to come as soon as he can."
"Joseph arrived at the Manor today. I told him I forgave Trevor and he needs to do the same, and not to seek revenge on Trevor anymore. He acted like he had listened to me, but awhile later I heard shouting downstairs between them and Lucas. I was able to get down to the study, but when I got there I found Trevor dead by Joseph's hand. Lucas now says he will seek revenge against Joseph for what he has done. I am worried for the two boys, and worried for how long our families will suffer at the hands of each other."
"Tara and I had a lovely surprise today—Jasmine has come for a visit. She was saddened to hear that Lucas and Joseph are now threatening each other, and made a promise to me that she will watch over them and that one day she too hopes that one day our families will be able to live in peace. Tara and I told her there was no need for apology as for what Myra did—that it is obvious the men in this family are hard headed, and once they begin to believe something it takes a long time for them to realize the truth. I know my time is near soon, when I sleep I can hear Gregory's sweet voice calling me—and feel his hand against my face just like he did the last time I saw him."
Alison took a deep sigh and closed the book, "I think the peace you want is finally here, Elena."
Jack and Jasmine walk into his house. He turns around as he's taken a step down and takes her hand and kisses it. He brings her hand so it touches his face and then kisses her softly. They pull out of the kiss and she's staring at him, biting her bottom lip. He picks her up off the steps with his arms around her waist, and she's walking backwards towards the couch as they continue to kiss. They pull out of the kiss as she sits on the couch, and he looks at her—running his hand down the side of her cheek before joining her and they begin to make love.
