16 years later

Azaria stepped into the dim sunlight before walking down the small narrow path made of colorful pebbles that she remembered walking down many times as a child. Passing the overgrown bushes and wild flowers, she finally came to the clearing.

Standing there, she pushed back some of her fallen hair and sighed.

Looking down at the two graves, she leaned forward and pressed her thin fingertips against the cool feeling marble stone. Looking at the names and dates, she couldn't believe it had been this long.

"Darling?"

Azaria turned around to see Rosie, her nanny and caretaker growing up. The woman who took care of her along side her father, and was almost like a second mother to her. Now over the years, Rosie's once pinned up black hair had gone gray. Walking over she smiled before pausing glancing down.

"Visiting your mother and father I see?"

Azaria slowly nodded.

"I just wish I was here when father past away…"

Rosie's hand rested on Azaria's shoulder.

"You shouldn't blame yourself, he was the one that wanted you to go to Europe, he knew how much you loved that school."

"Still…I should of stayed closer to home, I knew he was sick…I should of taken care of him."

Rosie shook her head.

"No, what he wanted was for you to live…do all the things your mother was never able to do…you couldn't help him, half of him died along side your mother the day you were born."

"I just feel like I should of done something…"

"You did, you loved him, that's all he ever needed."

Azaria held back tears before looking at Rosie and faintly smiling.

"Father never kept things from me, but I knew whenever I asked about mother…it seemed as through pain filled his eyes, did you know her well?"

Rosie nodded.

"I did, I worked for your parents once they bought this house…I served as their housekeeper, and then your nanny…and of course afterwards your father's nurse when he became ill."

"My mother…I knew my father loved her deeply, what was she like?"

Rosie looked down at the two graves.

"Well, she was smart…so smart in fact she taught your father how to read and write…she was always caring, watched out for other people."

"Was she beautiful…I've only seen a few photographs…"

"Oh yes, in fact your father would always comment on how much you looked like her."

Azaria smiled before looking up at the palm trees, slowly moving in the wind.

"I just wish I would of known them better…I mean, it just didn't seem like enough time."

"I know my dear, it never does…but your father always looked out for you, fought to keep you."

Azaria smiled before looking at the graves.

"This is what he wanted…to be beside her."

"Always my dear, always."

"What…what will happen now with the house?"

"Well it's still in your name, you can do whatever you wish with it as soon as your finished school."

Azaria looked around at the land before smiling.

"I think I'll return here someday, but I want to travel first…see the world."

"That's what your father would of wanted."

Smiling, Azaria turned before digging into her pocket. The faint sound of jingling was heard as she took out the seven or eight chains her father had given to her before she went off to school. She remembered him telling her they were for luck.

Taking each one, she placed them on the two graves before standing back next to Rosie.

Live…that's what she would do.

Live for them.

The End.

- Thank you for all the great reviews. I decided to make a final chapter when one person commented on how they wanted to see Beni and Evelyn's daughter as an adult. I think this is a good closing to the story, even through there are many unanswered questions. I hope everyone enjoyed it. I might do another story with Evelyn and Beni but stick more towards the original film. Also if you're a Beni (Kevin J O'Connor) fan I'm in the middle of doing a love story about his film "Lord Of Illusions." I'm also tossing around a story idea about the movie "Deep Rising" and other movies he's done. I would love to hear story ideas using him or feedback. Thanks again!