A/N: This is the last chapter, not counting the epilogue –cries- It's been fun writing this and I'm glad y'all enjoyed it. Look for the sequel which should be out sometime in June.

Lyra Parry- She choseQuigley, sorry.
stupidNosferatu- haha I liked your review.

Chapter 17

"Uncle Gerald!" Amneris cried, her voice loud for once.

"Ammy," he said, giving the little blonde hug. "I got your message."

"Tell them who you are," Amneris said.

"Why, I'm Gerald Flicket and this is my wife Candy and our daughters Leigh and Emmy." The woman and girls behind him waved. Leigh was younger than the Flicket's, around eight years old and Emmy was about four. Leigh had black hair but was not squinting like Fiona was.

"Gerald!" Lindsey walked over and gave her cousin a hug. "I knew you would come."

"Whoa, wait," Ben interrupted their reunion, "if you're the real Gerald, then who are you?" He pointed towards Olaf.

At that moment, Quigley tugged on the hand resting on his shoulder. He ripped it off, revealing a hook.

"See, it's Olaf and his troupe," Violet cried. "No one listens to us."

"Arrest them!" Kit cried. The VFD police swarmed the building and took Count Olaf, Esme, Fiona, and Carmelita under arrest. They were quick to take Fernald and Colette as well. After the commotion was settled, Kit led the Baudelaires and Quagmires to her room.

"I'm so sorry I didn't listen to you," Kit apologized. "I nearly cost you your lives – and fortunes. I see no other solution to this problem than to adopt you. And once you come of age, Violet, you can raise your siblings on the fortune. And you three will be of age only a year later."

"Oh thank you!" the orphans cried, hugging Kit.

"Flicket?" Sunny asked, meaning "Will we see the Flickets again?"

"Of course, dear," Kit replied, patting the young girl on the head.

For the first time in a while, the Baudelaires and Quagmires were at ease. Violet could invent, Quigley could draw maps, Klaus could read, Isadora could write poetry, Sunny could cook and bite, and Duncan could write. They had once again broken the unfortunate cycles of their lives – even if it was only for ten years.