A/N: If some of these scenes look familiar then you were blessed to read the chapter before I realized my screw up with the last chapter—if not, don't worry about it, just enjoy. Until next time, and the last time—Ya'll truly are the best—PCGirl.


"I know what you did earlier," spoke Caleb quietly as he stared into his Brandy sniffer and then looked to see Rafe pouring himself a drink.

"Want to elaborate on what I was supposed to do?" he laughed.

"Doing that stupid annoying Slayer trick where you climb into someone's head and give them visions."

"I hate to burst your bubble ol' friend, but I did nothing of the sort. But tell me—what does an old bat like yourself dream about?"

"Tara—her finding love, getting married like Christina and Daniel did tonight, having children. All that sappy stuff that you and Alison jabbered on about in the past," he grinned as he finished his drink.

"Yeah? Did you enjoy seeing that stuff?"

"Yeah, and then I had to watch her grow older than me and bury her in the Morley cemetery. I didn't like it one bit and I still don't like the idea—but I'll find a way to cross that bridge when it gets here," he said as he got up, finished his drink and walked towards the door.

"Where are you headed?"

"I'm tired of sleeping on that couch—it's not very comfortable at all. So I'm going to tell my wife my decision and sleep in a soft bed with her next to me tonight."

"I like that idea too, but I'll be back in the morning," said Rafe as he closed his eyes and transported himself out of the Manor.

"It would surprise me if you didn't," said Caleb out loud as he looked around the library and hit the lights before walking upstairs.


"Here we are, Mrs. Thornhart," smiled Danny as he carried Christina across the threshold and into the room they'd rented at a Bed and Breakfast nearby. He kissed her passionately once more.

"Mrs. Thornhart—I think I'm going to like hearing that more often," she smiled as he placed her on her feet and she just stared up at him. "I love you Danny."

"I love you too," he said as he turned to close and lock the door and then began walking her backwards to the bed. "Have I mentioned you looked gorgeous up there tonight," he said as he pushed back a stray curl of hers that had fallen out.

"I believe you did—once or twice," she grinned.

"This dress—the way you did your hair—everything made me want to take you in my arms like I'm doing right now and make love to you."

"Then what's stopping you," she whispered as she leaned up on her toes and covered his mouth.


Caleb walked into Livvie's room quietly, seeing she'd fallen asleep on the chaise lounge next to the fire that was slowing going out. She looked peaceful—as if she didn't have a care in the world. He remembered the first time he'd seen her and how he loved her at that moment—through everything they'd been through in the end that was the one thing he knew that was true and too strong for anyone to break.

He moved towards her and pushed her bangs out of her face, "I want to get through this and still have your love in my life. If that means saying goodbye to Tara later on then that's what I have to do. I've always loved you Olivia."

In her dreams Livvie could hear his words and replied to him out loud, "I've always loved you too Caleb."

A smile appeared on his face at hearing her say those words after what seemed like an eternity. He carefully picked her up and placed her in the bed, slipping in beside her and holding his wife tightly.


Rafe took his cell phone out and dialed the number—the bedroom light came on before she picked up the phone, "Hey—sorry I'm calling so late."

"Don't be—is everything ok?"

"Yeah, it's fine," he grinned as he opened the front door quietly and closed it behind him. "I miss you so much Alison—this has to be the longest we've been apart."

"I know—I wish I could just feel your arms around me right now."

"You can—close your eyes."

She smiled at what he was doing, "Ok, their closed."

"Now picture us in our special place—where all good things happen. What are we doing?"

"Dancing—we're dancing and you're holding me so tight I almost can't breathe, but I don't want you to let me go either."

"Ok," he said as he finished up the steps and opened the door softly before hanging up the phone. "What would you do if I were right in front of you right now?"

"I'd hold you just as tight," she said as she realized he hadn't asked that over the phone and opened her eyes to see Rafe standing in the doorway. "Rafe! Oh my God—you're here," she said as she jumped off the bed and went flying into his arms. "I've missed you so much."

"Me too, Angel. Me too."


"Caleb?" whispered Livvie as she rolled over and realized he was holding her in the bed.

"What is it, my love?" he asked softly as he touched her skin.

"I—thought I was dreaming," she said as she opened her eyes slowly and looked up at him.

"It's no dream, Olivia—I'm sorry for what I did to Tara and for what I've put you through. Can you forgive me?"

"Yes—I always have," she smiled. "I've missed you."

"Me too, but don't worry—I'm here and am never leaving your side again," he said as he rolled on top of her and began kissing her neck and down her body.


"I can't believe you're here," smiled Alison as she laid in Rafe's strong arms.

"It was something Caleb said tonight—he told me he was tired of not being next to his wife and I agreed with him."

"Is it over? Is everyone going to be happy?"

"From what I see, yes—but I still need to go back to Daia tomorrow—I told Caleb I would."

"You don't think he'll change his mind, will you?"

"He seemed pretty sure of himself tonight—he does have a conscience, he just doesn't use it all the time," he laughed and realized Alison had gotten quiet. "Ok, no more talking about a future we can't see yet—tonight is about you and me."


Jasmine walked into the house and took of her jacket and then turned to Jack, taking Noah out of his arms, "I knew we shouldn't have taken him to a late movie—he was half asleep before the previews were done."

"I know, but at least you enjoyed yourself. You seem calmer—is everything ok?"

"Yeah, I just had this huge amount of peace come over me—I didn't try to picture where or what anyone was doing—it just seems like it's going to be ok," she said as she tucked her son into his bed and gave him a kiss on the forehead.

"I'm glad to hear it—even if I still don't like Caleb."

"Jack—no matter what universe we're in you'll still dislike him," she laughed as they went to their room and shut the door. "I forgot to check the messages."

"They'll be there in the morning," he said as he grabbed her wrist and pulled her towards him before covering her mouth with his.


The camera scans every couple, whether in Port Charles, Daia, or Ireland—the last couple being Jack and Jasmine, fades out on them and then to their answering machine that is blinking with a message and then to black.