A/N: OHHHHH MYYYY GOOOODDD!! Epilogue!! Wow, its been quite a journey, and thanks to everyone who reviewed along the way.

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A loud squeal could be heard over the playground. A little girl swung on the swings, her smile wide, and her laughter loud as her father pushed her on the swing.

Faith Stokes let out another squeal, and demanded her father push her higher. The 5-year-old was full of energy, and sometimes it seemed like neither Nick or Sara could keep up with her, if not for trying. But in reality, they couldn't have asked for a more incredible child. The last 5 years had been a godsend to them. Faith had been a gift from God to them. A gift to help them. And it had worked.

Nick eventually let the swing pull to a stop, and Faith let out a pout.

"Daaaddy…" she whined, shuffling her tiny body in the hope of getting the swing moving again. "Don't wanna stop!"

Nick just smiled, and lifted her out of the swing, before settling her on the ground.

"Sweetheart, you know I only said a quick swing. Mommy has to take Josh home."

She continued to pout, her cheeks still rosy red from the exertion. She placed her hands on her hips, in direct representation of her mother.

"Josh always ruins everything!"

Nick frowned at her, and she immediately smiled at him, trying to win her father's forgiveness. She knew he didn't like it when she blamed her little brother.

Nick just shook his head, smiling back at her, and grabbed her hand in his, walking the short distance over to Sara, who was seated on a picnic blanket with their two year old son, Joshua.

Josh held out his chubby hands, trying to reach out to his father. Sara placed him down on the blanket, and he walked over the Nick, who kneeled down on the ground to grab him. Faith had climbed over to Sara, and sat in front of her.

"Dada," Josh spoke to Nick. He broke out in a grin, something that happened every time his youngest spoke. His son then pointed to Sara, who was pulling Faith's chocolate curls into a plait.

"Mama."

"That's right," cooed Sara, and in response, Josh broke out in a gummy smile. Faith wriggled out of her mother's gasp, and sat closer to Josh, pointing at herself.

"Faif."

She shook her head. "FAITH."

"Faif."

Sara placed her hand on Faith's shoulder. "Give him time, sweetie."

Faith narrowed her eyes. "I learnt his name. He should learn mine."

"And he will," Nick added, giving his son a quick kiss on the head. "In time."

Faith shrugged, and Nick stood up, scooping Josh up as well. "Are we off?"

Sara nodded, and stood up, folding the blanket away as Nick held Josh against his hip, speaking to him, trying to teach him new words. Sara tucked the blanket under her arm, and brushed a stray strand of hair out of her face, and glanced around. She frowned.

"Nick, where's Faith?"

He looked around the deserted park, and found no sign of his daughter. Sara's face paled.

"FAITH?" She yelled out, dropping the blanket onto the ground. "FAITH?"

Holding on tight to Josh, Nick quickly jogged around the area, calling out Faith's name, his heart beating so fast. The park was still empty, and judging by Sara's still frantic calling, she hadn't managed to locate their daughter either.

This couldn't be happening again.

It just couldn't.

"FAITH!" Nick yelled out. Josh started to cry, and Nick immediately tried to soothe him. Sara suddenly appeared at his side, and grabbed Josh of Nick, holding him to her chest, her face still ashen.

"I can't find her," she whimpered softly. "She just disappeared, Nick!"

Josh was still crying, and Sara rocked him slowly against her chest, as her own tears formed in her eyes.

"Call the police," she cried softly, her entire body shaking, but Nick held up his hand, silencing her, as he starred off into the bushes. The foliage was thick, but he could still make out the faint color of something baby blue, the same color as Faith's sundress. His heart was still beating erratically, and he quickly jogged over to the bushes, scared that someone had taken her in there to hurt her.

But as he got closer, he heard her giggling, and talking.

"FAITH!" he yelled out again, the fear he felt being replaced by anger. His daughter should have known better than to wander off without telling them!

He pushed the bushes apart, and found his daughter standing in a void where nothing grew, almost like a secret hiding place between the bushes.

Alone.

"What do you think you're doing?" Nick said angrily, crouching down in front of Faith. "Didn't you hear us calling you?"

Faith shook her tiny head. "I was talking."

Nick looked around. "I don't see anyone, Faith. Are you lying to me?"

Her eyes grew wide. "No! There was a little girl."

Sara had made her way over to the bushes, and at sighting Faith, let out a sob of happiness, and embraced her tightly, Josh still whimpering on her shoulder.

"Are you okay?" Sara asked her desperately. Faith nodded. "I was just talking."

Sara stood up, and shot Nick a look of confusion that he felt as well. Nick kneeled down in front of her again.

"I don't see anyone here," he told her softly. Faith rolled her eyes.

"Well she's not here anymore."

"Was she with her parents?"

Faith shook her head. "She was by herself."

Nick suddenly felt concerned. A little girl shouldn't be wandering around by herself, and judging by the look Sara gave him, she felt the same way. He pulled out his phone.

"Did she tell you her name?" he asked Faith. She nodded.

"Emily."

Nick stopped. "Emily?" he questioned her, feeling a familiar ache start to rise in his chest at the mention of that name. "Did you see where she went? Did someone take her?"

Faith shook her head. "She just disappeared."

Nick narrowed his eyes in confusion. "She what?"

Faith just shrugged her tiny shoulders. "She comes and goes all the time."

He blinked, still very confused, and looked up at Sara, who was looking at Faith, her eyes as wide as her daughter's. Faith was just looking at them oddly.

Nick suddenly reached into his back pocket, and pulled out his wallet. Feeling slightly foolish, he opened it, and with trembling fingers, pulled out the picture of Emily he kept in there, the last picture he'd ever taken of her, and showed it to Faith.

"Is… is this her?" Nick asked, his voice shaking. Faith broke out in a smile.

"That's her!"

Sara let out a gasp, and Nick turned back to look at her again. He and Sara hadn't yet told Faith about Emily, planning to wait until she was a bit older, and had more of an idea about the concept of death before they told her. They kept pictures of her around the house, except they were younger pictures of Emily, as a baby, and as a toddler. Faith couldn't have known Emily.

"Sweetheart," Nick said lightly. "Are you sure that is her?"

Faith nodded. "That's her. That's Emily."

Nick took a deep breath. "When else have you seen her?"

Faith considered this. "Sometimes at night. She comes into my room when I'm scared. Sometimes I just see her. She makes me laugh. She's my friend."

Nick closed his eyes, and let out a deep breath. Could it be possible that Faith was seeing Emily? He'd never dismissed the idea of foreign beings, or spirits, but it had never happened to him. Was it possible that Emily had come back as a spirit, to help guide Faith?

"She knows you," Faith said softly, looking at Nick. "And mommy, she knows you too."

Nick looked up at Sara, and saw tears running down her face. She was holding tightly onto Josh, hugging him closely to her body.

Faith walked over to Sara, and wrapped her arms around Sara's legs.

"She told me to give you a hug," she mumbled. "She tries but you don't feel her. She told me."

Nick stood up, grabbing Josh off Sara so she could fall to the ground to grab Faith, hugging her tightly as she cried, and just like that, it wasn't as if Sara was just hugging Faith, but hugging Emily as well.

Sara stood up, still holding Faith against her, stroking her back. Nick wrapped one arm around the both of them, Josh between them, as they all stood there, and for the first time, stood completely as a family. Emily was there with them.

Nick could feel her, and so could Faith.

Faith was the one who restored everything within their tiny family, reminded Nick and Sara that not all was lost, that Emily was still there. That not everything looks the way it should be, and that someone is never truly gone.

And that the most important thing of all is keeping faith.

Because he who loses faith, loses all.

THE END!! THE END!! THE END!!

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