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"Is something the matter?" asked Ian as he walked over to where Eve was holding Danny and staring at the window as the sky threatened to begin snowing.

"I was thinking of Chris today—how lonely he seemed. He seemed to be holding hope that Julie is alive."

"Well, that's Ramsey. I've never known him to hold onto a lot of hope though," he said as he kissed the back of her head and ran his hand over Danny's back who was almost asleep.

She turned and looked at Ian who could finally see the tears in her eyes, "I could have died in that car wreck, Ian. How would you have moved on without me? Could you have done it? What about Danny? Would you have told him all the crazy stories about me?"

"Hey—shhh," he said as he wiped the small tears that were beginning to fall. "You lived—you lived and now you're bringing another child of our love into this world. Nobody has to tell Danny stories about his mother because you're going to be there to tell him everything when he's older.

"As for me—losing you would have been the hardest thing I would ever had to go through. I really don't know how I would have gotten through it—but I'm sure you would have somehow reminded me I have to live for our son. But I don't have to worry about any of that because you are here, and you're my wife—not just for one night, but for always," he said as he placed his hand on the side of her face and then leaned down for a deep kiss.

Jasmine watched him sitting quietly in the corner at the Recovery Room with his laptop open—he was searching for something and she just sighed. He'd never found true happiness before—but she loved Chris more than anything because he'd been right there ready to raise her daughter when she felt she wasn't fit to.

She wanted to go over there and give him a hug and tell him it'd be ok, but right now he didn't know her from the patients he saw all day but never took the time to get to know. It'd be ok though—everyone was getting their happy ending this time—maybe for Chris Ramsey it would happen also.

Chris sighed as the results again came up empty—he'd been thinking of locations Julie had mentioned she'd love to live before. Maybe it was a happy place she'd gone to find her final peace. But so far nothing had come up—maybe that was because she really wasn't gone. Maybe she was alive somewhere still—had received a miracle and beaten all odds. "Don't be crazy, Ramsey—miracles don't happen," he said to himself as he closed his laptop and got up to leave.

"What is up with Ramsey lately?" asked Frank as he stood next to Karen behind the bar and Lucy waited for her order to be ready and they watched him leave.

"I don't know—maybe he's just having trouble getting into the holiday spirit," replied Karen as she heard an order being called up and went to get it.

"You two have this beautiful aura around you," smiled Lucy as she watched his eyes follow Karen until she'd gone into the kitchen. "I mean you're so happy when you're near each other and I can just tell you're going to be together forever," smiled Lucy. "It's good to see love like that is still in the world."

"Thanks, Lucy," he said as Karen came back out with two orders.

"I think this is yours, Lucy. The cook said the names were confusing and he might have mixed it up," said Karen as she handed one bag to Lucy and set the other on the counter in front of her.

"Names? Who has a name that sounds like Coe?" laughed Lucy as she peeked in her bag and it seemed right to her. She was looking down and didn't even see the blonde haired man walking up to the counter.

"Hi, I have an order to pick up. Name is Kovich," Rafe said as he handed the money to Frank and took his food.

The name made Lucy's head pop up and she watched him leave. "I'll see you two later—oh my food," she said as she turned quickly to grab her food and went running after him. "Excuse me! Excuse me! Sir!" she called as she went running after him as well as she could in her designer heels.

Rafe turned and the sight of the woman running towards him made him want to smile, "Can I help you?"

She finished catching up to him and gave out a breath before she began to speak, "I know this is really odd, I mean you don't know me from Eve. Well, you don't know Eve either, but you know what I mean—right? You said your last name was Kovich right? My ancestors were Kovich's—they were from this little village in Romania. Daia—is that right? Yeah that's it. Is there a chance we're related? I mean it's a long shot—but I believe in destiny and all that stuff and just yesterday I was wishing I had more family and now—here you are."

Rafe laughed at this woman that he barely knew and was holding hope for family to be nearby. He would have said no if she hadn't said Daia—but he couldn't deny the fact that they probably were, "My name is Rafe Kovich, and my mother move us from Daia when I was a young child."

"Oh my God—we're cousins," she said as she jumped and hugged him. "I'm sorry—did I ever tell you my name? It's Lucy—Lucy Coe-Collins," she smiled as she backed off of the hug.

"Yes, I suppose we are cousins—nice to meet you Lucy."

Jasmine had walked out and sat on the bench outside the Recovery Room and could hear the happiness in Lucy's voice as she continued to ramble to Rafe. Rafe and Lucy's relationship was always something special before, and she had a feeling it'd be just as special this time.

She closed her eyes and a bigger grin appeared on her face. Tonight Rafe and Lucy's relationship wasn't the only one that took a big step to being the same as before.

Livvie sat there at the edge of the river—it had been hours since she got here and just sat and quietly cried. First for her and Jack and then for how different her and Alison were. Why couldn't she see that she was sorry for her mistake? Sorry that she'd even been interested in someone else other than Jack for a split second. It'd been a mistake and she'd begged for forgiveness for months now and was tired of asking for it anymore. The crunch of snow and leaves behind her made her turn and she saw him standing in the clearing just watching her, "Caleb—what are you doing here?" she asked as she wiped her tears away with the edge of her shirt cuff and stood up.

"I had a meeting a few hours ago and came out here to clear my head," she said as he looked upwards and then back to her. "Is everything ok?"

"Yeah, I'm fine," she said as she finished her pity party and stood straighter.

"That's why you're at the edge of a riverbank a week before Christmas crying?" he asked, a smirk appearing on her face.

"It's nothing—I was just thinking of the things I've done this year and wishing I could take them back."

He walked around her for a moment then began to speak, "I've learned that everything happens for a reason. It's not my place to ask what happened but maybe it happened because you aren't supposed to be close to those people that are hurting you anymore."

She laughed, "I'm the one that did the hurting. Jack never deserved what I did to him."

"Maybe he never deserved you in the first place."

"How do you know that when you barely know me yourself," she said softly.

"I know when someone is crying because they want a relationship to work and when they are trying to come up with the nerve to end it," he said as he touched the side of her face gently. "You'll be happier when you finally accept the inevitable, Olivia."

"How'd you know my name really is Olivia? Nobody calls me that," she said as she felt herself being drawn into whatever was behind those blue eyes of his.

"Just a lucky guess."