A/N: Wow…the end, it's so scary, this story has been so long. Thank you so so much to our constant reviewers and loyal readers, you know who you are! Just so anyone isn't confused, they're in heaven, w00t! lol, well we really hope you like this chapter, and we'll see you guys soon with another one we've written up!

Darcy and Katie

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"Look at them! I told them I didn't want a big funeral!" Bridgette exclaimed, tossing her long red hair over her shoulder and sitting down next to Cedric, curling her legs up beneath her.

"Well, if only one of them were planning it, it probably WOULD be small, but with 6 people planning it, well 7 including Lexi, it turns into one massive funeral," Cedric said, chuckling and wrapping his muscular arm around her.

She sighed and leaned against him, closing her eyes. He kissed her head softly and rested her chin on her head, observing the scene below them.

They were all standing around the two caskets, their heads bowed as the priest spoke.

"Bridgette and Cedric Diggory were an inspiration to all who knew them," he said. "They are a perfect example of true love. True love for their family, true love for their friends, but most importantly, true love for each other. A love that will endure...forever."

The priest slowly shut his bible and bowed his head as the caskets were slowly lowered into the ground; into spots right next to each other. They had all chipped in to make sure that they got the best spots possible, in a sunny area, overlooking the pond.

"I don't know what I'll do without them, Ceddie," Bridgette sighed.

"I know baby, but at least we have some company," Cedric said, smiling as Sam walked over to them from out of nowhere.

Bridgette looked up and smiled as Sam sat down next to them. "Hey, sweetie," she said, leaning over and kissing him on the cheek.

"Hey mum, hey dad," he said, smiling before beckoning for someone else to come out. A beautiful woman appeared out of nowhere a moment later, "this is Beatrice, we met a while ago."

"It's so nice to meet you," Beatrice said, extending her hand first to Bridgette then to Cedric. "Sam just wouldn't shut up about you and Benny and Lydia and...well, everyone else."

"It's lovely to meet you dear," Bridgette said, almost feeling awkward because Sam had taken his 30 year old body, and obviously so had Beatrice, yet Bridgette and Cedric took their 21 year old bodies.

"Wow, mum, you look absolutely...gorgeous! I can see why Lydia, Vic, and MK are so pretty now," Sam said after a moment, laughing, "and you dad, Benny looks almost exactly like you do! Wow, I knew what you looked like when you were this age from pictures, but now its just...wow."

Bridgette and Cedric laughed at his enthusiasm. "But I could never really figure out who Greg looked like," he continued, staring down at the family in deep thought.

"That would be me," a deep voice said from out of nowhere. Bridgette smiled a large smile as her mother and father, looking wonderful and 28 again, they always told her this was their favorite year.

"Hey dad, hey mum," she said, standing up and hugging them both.

"Hey Honey Bee, hey Cedric," Roger said, hugging Bridgette and then shaking Cedric's hand. Tina did the same, except she hugged both of them, "your parents are on the way...we just though we'd pop in on our way out, I planned something with your mother tonight."

As if on cue, Diane and Amos walked out, also looking young and wonderful. "Hello Bridgette, Cedric," Diane said, hugging them both.

"Well, your father has always looked a lot like Amos," Diane said, smiling up at her husband. "We must be going now, though. It was nice to see all of you again."

"Bye," everyone said, smiling as they left before turning their attention back to the funeral below them.

Bridgette looked down at her family all hunched over and crying and sighed. "Mum, they'll be ok," Sam said, placing a comforting hand on his mother's shoulder.

"Oh I know...but I just wish there could be someway to let them know that we're alright, and we're happy," Bridgette sighed.

"You could always visit them in their dreams," Beatrice suggested.

"They would be really freaked out by that, I know them all too well," Cedric said, shaking his head.

"I remember once, about a week after Sam died, Greg had to sleep in our room for a week because he kept dreaming that Sam came back," Bridgette recalled, smiling softly.

"Yeah...sorry about that..." Sam said, grinning sheepishly.

"I just wish you would have come to me," Bridgette said, laughing a little.

"I tried, but you were...otherwise occupied," Sam muttered, scratching the back of his head.

"Gosh, is that all you think we do?" Bridgette exclaimed, grinning up at Cedric.

"Well...seeing how that's what you WERE doing when I tried...well...yes," Sam said, laughing.

"We've left quite an impression on our children, Bee Bee," Cedric said, leaning down to kiss Bridgette softly.

"I'm going to take this as my cue to leave. We'll see you later mum, dad," Sam said, chuckling and kissing them both on the cheek before taking Beatrice's hand and walking off with her.

"It's you and me baby...us till the very end of time," Cedric whispered, grinning over at her as she lay down next to him.

"And even after," she replied, snuggling closer to him. "I'm so lucky to have you with me, Cedric," she continued. "The world would have been so scary without you."

He smiled and kissed her shoulder softly before looking up to her eyes, "I love you," he whispered.

"I love you too," she replied softly, kissing him tenderly before resting her head on his chest, drifting off to sleep. He wrapped his arms tightly around her, thinking of everything they had been through, all the challenges they had faced and all the pain they had endured but it was all worth it for them to be here, together, and finally have their happy ending.

THE END