A/N: To answer something Gracie asked about Myra and her sisters a few
reviews ago—I never did explain what they were, and honestly I'm not sure
now what to describe them as. They aren't vampires, but they live
forever—hmmm, Oracles perhaps? Sorry I didn't put much thought into it
before. Nat—I just HAD to put in the clothes comment. Hehehe Melody—I had
Katrina's middle name planned from the beginning—notice how suggestions are
given multiple times for names that begin with E. ;) Everyone enjoy!
Until next time—Ya'll are the best—PCGirl.
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"Ian, hi," said Alison as she saw Rafe and Ian walk in the door.
"Hi Ian, Bye Ian," said Elizabeth and Lucy as they went running out the door past them."
"What was that?" asked Rafe looking back at them walking quickly to the elevator.
"Lucy and my mom have finally got their plans together for their clothing line," she said rolling her eyes. "So what did you two talk about out there?" she asked as Ian walked over to the small hospital bassinettes where the babies slept.
"Not much," said Ian as he smiled down at them.
"You can still back out of this Ian—after hearing Chris out there he might be happy to hear it," whispered Rafe slightly too loud.
"What are you two talking about over there?" asked Alison.
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"Do we have anything to do before going to the spring?" asked Livvie as she stood at the French doors looking out onto the landscape past them.
"I have a few things to do beforehand—you can go to the study or see what Delia is doing, and I'll find you when I'm ready."
"I think I'm going to walk around the gardens," she said turning to him and seeing he was directly behind her. "You usually walk very softly, but when we're here you seem to do it more easily," she laughed.
"Really? I hadn't noticed," he said as he nuzzled his face into her hair. "Delia said something yesterday about some of the rose bushes had a few blooms on them."
"That's odd—I didn't think they could bloom this early in the year."
"Don't you know by now not to question anything that pertains to our lives—whether here or in Port Charles?" he laughed at her.
"I forgot for a moment," she said giving him a kiss. "Will you find me later then?" asked Livvie as he began to walk towards the door.
"I will," he said as he closed the door to the bedroom.
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Ian gave a sigh and turned around to Alison, "I made a decision last night—I'm going to return to Ireland with Danny. I mean there are a lot of memories here, but you know sometimes the bad outweigh the good. And who's to say that there isn't something better and greater there waiting for me. We're leaving in a few days, and Chris is all upset because of his precious new group of interns is coming in and he's going to be a doctor short now."
"I understand about leaving because of memories—I almost did it after Livvie—and Rafe," she said changing what she was about to say. "And I would have—I mean come on, I was already on that train when he found me," she smiled at Rafe as she began to remember it. "Neither Rafe or I are going to try and stop you from leaving Ian—but do know you are always welcome in our home," smiled Alison.
"Thank you, I'll keep that in mind."
"And as for Chris being upset with you, well maybe it's just because somewhere deep down inside he's going to miss you," she laughed.
"I doubt that. Well I better get back to work before he lets me got a few days early."
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The gardens were exquisite and breathtaking—even if they didn't have many blooms on them at the moment. Delia had been right—a few rose bushes had given some small blooms, but it looked like another frost was about to come and hit them. She had cut four roses, two pinks and two deep reds and smelled them as she continued to walk. She turned a corner and found what she had been looking for—the Morley Cemetery. A chill went up her spine for a second as she went through the arbor covered in ivy.
She began to read the names and dates—trying to find the time period she thought was right. She didn't know the exact year Tara and Trevor had died, but Caleb had said it wasn't more than a normal lifespan—so 1700 or so was her first guess. The years were getting lower as time went on—she saw Roderick Morley, Caleb's father, but kept on walking til she saw it. First came Trevor and then Tara—directly next to Tara was Elena and Gregory and the beginning of what seemed to be an area that contained just Kovich's. She smiled at seeing Tara and Elena next to each other, "Always the remaining link between the two families," she said softly as she kneeled down and placed the pink roses between Elena and Gregory, and the red ones between Tara and Trevor.
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Alison was curled to one side watching Rafe sleep on the small couch in the room with Eddie sleeping on his chest—both snoozing away when she heard the door open and turned to see Jasmine and Imani come in, "Hey," she said quietly.
"Oh isn't he precious?" whispered Jasmine.
"Which one?" asked Imani.
"Both," she replied and they all giggled and Rafe opened his eyes to see them standing there.
"Hey," he said with a sleepy smile. "What have you two been up to all day?" he said shifting slightly.
"Well--," said Jasmine slowly. "I hope you don't mind what we did, but we kind of moved you two into the house already."
"Are you serious?" said Alison with surprise as she sat up. "You really didn't have to do that—how did you two manage it?"
"We did the small stuff—it's Jack and Jamal that lifted the couch and furniture. They are outside in the waiting area on couches now—said they had to sit and catch their breath before coming in," said Imani as she turned to see them come in.
"Look at him—being lazy and sleeping," joked Jack.
"Hey—I've barely slept a wink in the past 48 hours—give me some slack. If you had told me you were doing that I would have helped though."
"No problem, but you have to help when we move Jasmine over to my place," said Jack.
"Ooo, you two are moving in together? Well congratulations," laughed Alison. "I think we need to have a small get together now Rafe."
"When do you want to do that?" he sighed as he rubbed Eddie's back.
"Tomorrow or Friday—we can have it as a going away party for Ian too."
"Is there anyway I can argue you out of this?" he asked tilting his head upwards to look at her.
"Not really," she laughed.
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Livvie remained kneeling on the ground her eyes looking at both Trevor and Tara's graves, but not focusing on anything specific. She was so into her own thoughts she didn't hear or see Caleb come through the arbor and stand behind her, "I'm proud to get to continue the Morley line, that in someway you somehow chose me to be able to read your diary—to be able to finally give you two the peace you deserve. And I know Alison feels the same way," she said looking over to Elena and Gregory's.
"We've learned to not try to explain anything when it comes to our lives—things happen for a reason, and whatever this reason is, why it was finally decided to allow someone to be able to read the diaries and hear your words again I'm just glad I had a part in it.
"The truth is I believe that if we hadn't found the diaries—well I think Rafe and Caleb would have ended up killing each other again. Something or someone always comes around for them to go at each others throats again, but now with Rafe having a legacy, and Caleb and I having a legacy ourselves soon—I think there's less of a chance of it to happen again."
Caleb spoke quietly, "Olivia."
She turned on her heel and looked behind her to see him standing there, two gray blankets across his arm and a satchel on his shoulder, "You heard all of that, didn't you?"
"Yes," he said looking down at her with a smile and put out his arm to help her up. "You are amazing Olivia—I realize that more everyday," he said kissing her. "And I'm proud to have you be the mother of my children. Are you ready to go?"
"Yes," she said as took her hand in his and the left the graveyard.
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"Ian, hi," said Alison as she saw Rafe and Ian walk in the door.
"Hi Ian, Bye Ian," said Elizabeth and Lucy as they went running out the door past them."
"What was that?" asked Rafe looking back at them walking quickly to the elevator.
"Lucy and my mom have finally got their plans together for their clothing line," she said rolling her eyes. "So what did you two talk about out there?" she asked as Ian walked over to the small hospital bassinettes where the babies slept.
"Not much," said Ian as he smiled down at them.
"You can still back out of this Ian—after hearing Chris out there he might be happy to hear it," whispered Rafe slightly too loud.
"What are you two talking about over there?" asked Alison.
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"Do we have anything to do before going to the spring?" asked Livvie as she stood at the French doors looking out onto the landscape past them.
"I have a few things to do beforehand—you can go to the study or see what Delia is doing, and I'll find you when I'm ready."
"I think I'm going to walk around the gardens," she said turning to him and seeing he was directly behind her. "You usually walk very softly, but when we're here you seem to do it more easily," she laughed.
"Really? I hadn't noticed," he said as he nuzzled his face into her hair. "Delia said something yesterday about some of the rose bushes had a few blooms on them."
"That's odd—I didn't think they could bloom this early in the year."
"Don't you know by now not to question anything that pertains to our lives—whether here or in Port Charles?" he laughed at her.
"I forgot for a moment," she said giving him a kiss. "Will you find me later then?" asked Livvie as he began to walk towards the door.
"I will," he said as he closed the door to the bedroom.
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Ian gave a sigh and turned around to Alison, "I made a decision last night—I'm going to return to Ireland with Danny. I mean there are a lot of memories here, but you know sometimes the bad outweigh the good. And who's to say that there isn't something better and greater there waiting for me. We're leaving in a few days, and Chris is all upset because of his precious new group of interns is coming in and he's going to be a doctor short now."
"I understand about leaving because of memories—I almost did it after Livvie—and Rafe," she said changing what she was about to say. "And I would have—I mean come on, I was already on that train when he found me," she smiled at Rafe as she began to remember it. "Neither Rafe or I are going to try and stop you from leaving Ian—but do know you are always welcome in our home," smiled Alison.
"Thank you, I'll keep that in mind."
"And as for Chris being upset with you, well maybe it's just because somewhere deep down inside he's going to miss you," she laughed.
"I doubt that. Well I better get back to work before he lets me got a few days early."
----------
The gardens were exquisite and breathtaking—even if they didn't have many blooms on them at the moment. Delia had been right—a few rose bushes had given some small blooms, but it looked like another frost was about to come and hit them. She had cut four roses, two pinks and two deep reds and smelled them as she continued to walk. She turned a corner and found what she had been looking for—the Morley Cemetery. A chill went up her spine for a second as she went through the arbor covered in ivy.
She began to read the names and dates—trying to find the time period she thought was right. She didn't know the exact year Tara and Trevor had died, but Caleb had said it wasn't more than a normal lifespan—so 1700 or so was her first guess. The years were getting lower as time went on—she saw Roderick Morley, Caleb's father, but kept on walking til she saw it. First came Trevor and then Tara—directly next to Tara was Elena and Gregory and the beginning of what seemed to be an area that contained just Kovich's. She smiled at seeing Tara and Elena next to each other, "Always the remaining link between the two families," she said softly as she kneeled down and placed the pink roses between Elena and Gregory, and the red ones between Tara and Trevor.
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Alison was curled to one side watching Rafe sleep on the small couch in the room with Eddie sleeping on his chest—both snoozing away when she heard the door open and turned to see Jasmine and Imani come in, "Hey," she said quietly.
"Oh isn't he precious?" whispered Jasmine.
"Which one?" asked Imani.
"Both," she replied and they all giggled and Rafe opened his eyes to see them standing there.
"Hey," he said with a sleepy smile. "What have you two been up to all day?" he said shifting slightly.
"Well--," said Jasmine slowly. "I hope you don't mind what we did, but we kind of moved you two into the house already."
"Are you serious?" said Alison with surprise as she sat up. "You really didn't have to do that—how did you two manage it?"
"We did the small stuff—it's Jack and Jamal that lifted the couch and furniture. They are outside in the waiting area on couches now—said they had to sit and catch their breath before coming in," said Imani as she turned to see them come in.
"Look at him—being lazy and sleeping," joked Jack.
"Hey—I've barely slept a wink in the past 48 hours—give me some slack. If you had told me you were doing that I would have helped though."
"No problem, but you have to help when we move Jasmine over to my place," said Jack.
"Ooo, you two are moving in together? Well congratulations," laughed Alison. "I think we need to have a small get together now Rafe."
"When do you want to do that?" he sighed as he rubbed Eddie's back.
"Tomorrow or Friday—we can have it as a going away party for Ian too."
"Is there anyway I can argue you out of this?" he asked tilting his head upwards to look at her.
"Not really," she laughed.
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Livvie remained kneeling on the ground her eyes looking at both Trevor and Tara's graves, but not focusing on anything specific. She was so into her own thoughts she didn't hear or see Caleb come through the arbor and stand behind her, "I'm proud to get to continue the Morley line, that in someway you somehow chose me to be able to read your diary—to be able to finally give you two the peace you deserve. And I know Alison feels the same way," she said looking over to Elena and Gregory's.
"We've learned to not try to explain anything when it comes to our lives—things happen for a reason, and whatever this reason is, why it was finally decided to allow someone to be able to read the diaries and hear your words again I'm just glad I had a part in it.
"The truth is I believe that if we hadn't found the diaries—well I think Rafe and Caleb would have ended up killing each other again. Something or someone always comes around for them to go at each others throats again, but now with Rafe having a legacy, and Caleb and I having a legacy ourselves soon—I think there's less of a chance of it to happen again."
Caleb spoke quietly, "Olivia."
She turned on her heel and looked behind her to see him standing there, two gray blankets across his arm and a satchel on his shoulder, "You heard all of that, didn't you?"
"Yes," he said looking down at her with a smile and put out his arm to help her up. "You are amazing Olivia—I realize that more everyday," he said kissing her. "And I'm proud to have you be the mother of my children. Are you ready to go?"
"Yes," she said as took her hand in his and the left the graveyard.
