A/N: Extremelyyy sorrryy! I have been really really busy. I've been gone all last two weeks, out of state and out of town. Then this week my relatives are here. I tell you I have been so busy that I had no time for my computer. So sorry if I lost interest in you guys I understand that it is my fault. So sorry but here is Chapter six FINALLY.

James and Mrs. du Maurier made their way to the library as they talked about the plan.

"And what exactly do you plan to do Mr. Barrie, while we are out?" Emma asked, she did not want James horse playing around while they were out.

"Mrs. du Maurier, please you have nothing to worry about. It's just going to be a little surprise." He replied seriously. Just then Sylvia walked back in dressed, and ready.

"So, are you sure you can handle everything James?" Sylvia asked putting on her hat. James nodded, and smiled.

"Yes, yes. I can handle it Sylvia. Don't you worry about a thing." James then walked over to the door, and opened it for the two.

Mrs. du Maurier walked past James and gave him one more look of warning, and stepped outside. "Come dear, let's go eat first." Emma said, and Sylvia followed.

James shut the door quietly, and turned back to go to the patio.

"I don't trust him in that house alone with those boys, Sylvia. He horse plays too much." Emma said sternly.

"Mother, please!" Sylvia said a bit annoyed. "James has never done anything wrong, he just wants the boys to be happy. As well as I, Mother. James is a fine man, I don't see why you don't trust him."

Emma sighed, and continued to walk along side Sylvia. "I know, I just don't want to see you hurt again, Dear. That's all." Mrs. du Maurier replied, and turned a corner to a restaurant.

"Let's not worry about him, Mother. He'll be fine. Let's just eat and shop a little, and go home." Sylvia said, and walked into the restaurant. Mrs. du Maurier followed, and they sat down to eat.

"Alright boys!" James said, as he walked past all four of them in a straight line. "Are you prepared to help me in a dangerous quest!" He asked, and stopped to turn and look at them.

"Sir Yes, Sir!" They all said together and smiling.

"Tonight we're doing this for your Mother!" James said and turned to the door. "To the Theatre!" James said opening it, and running out. "Shut the door behind you Michael."

"Okay, Uncle Jim." Michael replied and shut it, then continued running after them.

"Inside, inside." James said, and they all snuck in the Theatre and went up to Charles.

"Oh, James. What are you doing here?" He asked turning around and seeing the kids.

James looked at Charles, and just grinned, while the boys had big smiles upon their faces.

Sylvia sighed, as her and Mrs. du Maurier left the restaurant.

"I quite enjoyed that meal, Mother. What about you?"

Emma just nodded, and headed back to the house. "Sylvia, what do you think they did all this time?"

Sylvia just smiled, and looked straight ahead of her. "I imagine James, and the boys had a lovely time, playing their usual games."

As Sylvia, and Mrs. du Maurier walked up the steps to their house, they heard something faintly as they got closer to the door. Sylvia made a questioning face, and opened the door.

All they heard was music, so beautiful it made them stop dead in their tracks, and even though it was odd, all Sylvia could do was smile.

As Emma, and Sylvia turned the corner, James and the boys stood smiling, and ready to greet them.

"Wh…What is this?" Sylvia asked looking up at James.

"Just watch, Mummy!" Michael said, "It's a play!"

Emma looked around, and followed the others to watch the play.

As you all know what happens, for you've watched the film, and know the huge surprise. Only, we all know. My only intentions of writing this fanfiction is to make her live, so instead of letting the lights fade, and saying that is it. Let us go to the next day.

Sylvia sat outside watching the boys play again, when her mother came to join her. "Sylvia, Can we talk?"

Sylvia looked up at her mother. "About what?"

"Just…talk." Mrs. du Maurier replied. Sylvia looked hesitant about wanting to talk to her mother, but nodded in agreement, and they got up and went inside to talk.

"Sylvia, I must admit that…James is different than what I expected from him. Not by much but, he is definitely different from what I imagined."

Sylvia looked confused, and finally decided to spit out. "What are you getting at, Mother?"

Emma sighed, and looked at her daughter. "Sylvia, it's obvious that James is in love with you…"

Sylvia stood their frozen. Even though she already basically knew this herself, she still couldn't believe it, even more when the words were spoken aloud.

"I know, Mother. I love James too. But we all know that cannot be. It's just impossible. My life isn't going to last forever. I love James deeply, I just don't want to hurt him by getting too serious."

"Sylvia, please! The doctors don't know why, but for some unexplained reasons, you are getting better. Instead of becoming more ill, you are getting more healthier." Mrs. du Maurier, looked very serious.

Sylvia started to open her mouth, but shut it moments later.

"I think it's time you spoke with James."

"But- How-….I-…..Mother I can't!" Sylvia sat down, unable to stand anymore. "I just can't, it's not as simple as you think!"

"And you act as if I wasn't young once. Just do it. For yourself, and the boys!" Sylvia looked up at her mother in shock. Did she really approve of James finally? She actually finally saw how much he meant to Sylvia, and the boys?

Just then there was a knock at the door. Emma just looked at Sylvia and waited a moment. Nobody moved. Finally Mrs. du Maurier spoke.

"Well what are you waiting for? Are you going to leave the poor man standing out there? Or are you going to get it?"

Sylvia hesitantly got to her feet, straightened her hair, and headed for the door.