A/N: Ok, there was going to be another set of scenes, but I'm going to rewrite them for the next chapter--I just want to give you all one last chapter to read before I am officially a married woman. LOL. I'll be back the 20th or later. Ya'll are great--really you are. :) Until next time--PCGirl.


"Isn't it beautiful here?" sighed Tara as she stood at the railing of the Eiffel tower and looked out onto the city below. "I can see why they say it's romantic," she sighed.

"Yes, it is," said Kate as she looked behind her again, expecting to see someone standing there watching both girls.

"I wish we could stay in Europe forever, and never go home. You know I was thinking—hey, you ok?" asked Tara as she looked at her friend looking around and began looking herself.

"I'm fine, I just got that feeling again is all. As for living in Europe forever—I'd start to miss Port Charles—I mean that's our true home."

"I know—it's just that Port Charles can be dull at times."

"Dull? We've got vampires, werewolves, and angels living around us and you say that's dull," laughed Kate.

"You know what I mean," glared Tara. "I just wish we could get off this beaten path for a bit—not have to follow the itinerary to the letter."

Kate's head turned quickly to look at Tara, "Uh uh. No way. I am not even going down that path—worn or untreaded on."

"Come on—you are no fun."

"You want no fun? Think of the reaction we'd get out of our families if we did that," she said as Tara began to laugh at the thought.

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"Let's see what's next—to Kate from Tara," said Alison as she picked out a Christmas present from under the tree and handed it to her daughter. "Livvie?"

"To Tara from Kate," she smiled as she sat on the floor with her two year old daughter and put the box in front of her daughter and watched Tara quickly rip the paper and throw it behind her and her mom. Livvie took off the lid and pulled out a red sweater and red and black plaid skirt and tights. She started laughing, "Kate—open yours."

Kate ripped into the box and threw open the lid and folded the tissue paper back gently, "Look Mom!" she said holding up a pink sweater and then pulling out a pink and black plaid skirt—identical to Tara's except for the color.

"What is up with you two?" laughed Jack from behind the video camera as he scanned up to Livvie and Alison who were now laughing at each other.

"They grow up so fast," sighed Rafe as he walked into the Villa to see Caleb watching the Christmas video from years ago. "Things change in that time too."

"What are you getting at Slayer?" sighed Caleb as he paused the video showing Jack had centered the camera on Tara again.

"You—sitting here in the dark. Alone. But some things, well they never change—or you think they do and years later you realize that some people are still liars."

"Stop tip toeing around whatever you want to say and say it!" yelled Caleb.

"Easy boy. You used to be protective of your family—why not now? And friends too—especially Jasmine, who put everything on the line for us when her sister tried to destroy us. So why didn't you call Jack?"

"Because I'm still trying to figure it out—ok? It could be nothing more than the aging process for her with her gift—she's finally aging after hundreds of years, Rafe."

"I know that—you think I don't realize that? I'm going to call Jack tomorrow—what do you want me to say?"

"Ask him how Lizzie's doing—if he asks about Jasmine's problem, well—tell him we don't know, but hopefully it'll go away soon."

"Fine—one last thing and you can watch the rest of the video—if something happens to the girls and you are wrapped up in it, and you are wrapped up in Jasmine's problem too—believe me when I say the truce is over, Caleb."

Rafe paused at the top of the stairs and he heard Caleb whisper, "A ierta eu." But Rafe didn't ask him who or what he was asking forgiveness for—he figured he'd find out soon enough.

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"Hello," said Eddie as he picked up the phone and spun around in his chair for a moment.

"Hey there," said Kate on the other end.

"Well, hello little sis," he said with a laugh. "How is—Paris?" he asked, pausing to take a look at the itinerary.

"It's beautiful—we're loving it so much we think we'll move here permanently," she laughed as she looked at Tara who was sitting on her bed with a book in hand and was now smirking at what Kate was saying.

"Oh really?"

"Yeah, well it's better than the other idea Tara had."

Tara threw down the book, "Don't you dare tell him what I said. You know I was joking."

"I know and I won't," she said away from the phone.

"What'd she say?"

"That we should dump the itinerary and do our own thing."

"Katrina," said Eddie in a grown-up tone.

"Wow—look at that Tara, I just got goosebumps," laughed Kate. "Eddie—you just sounded like Dad when you said that." "And that's a bad thing?"

"No, but don't worry—we're sticking to schedule. I can't talk long—I need to save my card minutes—I just wanted to say hi and goodnight."

"Well, goodnight little sis—I love you."

"I love you too, big brother," smiled Kate.

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Livvie had to blink when the bedroom door opened and the light spilled from the hall and onto the chair she was sitting in, "You finally came home."

Caleb heard the tone immediately and knew to take caution, "Yeah, I'm—I'm sorry I didn't call."

"It's ok—I can heat up leftovers. I was trying to make a dish that Delia gave me and Alison the recipe for, but it didn't turn out too well," she said as she got up and began to walk past him, but he stopped her by grabbing her arm and turning on the bedroom light, "What?"

"We need to talk," he said as he walked her backwards and closed and locked the door.

"I'm sorry about earlier—it's just that I don't want anything to happen to Tara, Caleb. She's the good parts of both of us—Michael and Tess, so to speak. If anything were to ever happen to her Caleb, and she weren't to act like our normal Sunshine—it would break my heart. Do you understand what I'm saying? That's why I questioned you Caleb—because I wanted to make sure you wouldn't want anything to happen to her either."

"Of course not—I never want her, Alex, or Miranda to ever be unhappy. I also need to watch out for my friends too—Jasmine is a friend," he said softly to himself.

"Of course she is—I mean I was upset with her about Leslie, but now she's such a great person to call and have listen to your problems. She's good about that—listening.. Did you figure out what is going on? Is that why you are home so late?" she said as he was quiet. "Caleb?"

"I don't know what's wrong with Jasmine yet, but I do need to find out—I'm moving into the Villa."

"You're what!" yelled Livvie and then realized if she didn't watch it she'd wake up both Alex and Miranda, "Say that again—I dare you."

"I'm moving out—it's the best thing for right now."

"Oh, is it? Did you happen to ingest some pumpkin soup tonight? Because you have completely lost it, and you are crazy if you think I'm going to let you walk out of our home without me," she said as he turned and walked out of their bedroom, down the hall and into the living room.

Livvie continued to follow him, and was about to beg him to stay when she heard Miranda crying from her bed, "I have to get her—please don't leave," she said as she went to check on her little girl, but when she returned to the living room Caleb was gone.