Ello! Sorry it took a while to update, it's just that I was working on a (rather smutty) scene and last minute I decided to not put it in here cause it would sorta mess up the point of the story and would make this chapter like 6,000 words long. Uy! But yeah, this is the last chapter. (BUM BUM BUMM.) It's been fun writing again; but I have intercession starting Wednesday, FML..anyways, enjoy. :)



"Ms. Babcock, I was thinking... I, I know I shouldn't have asked you to marry me when I did... we weren't ready."

"That's why I laughed in your face, lover." C.C. said with a joking smile.

They danced steadily to the music, enjoying Max and Fran's anniversary party.

"But uh," Niles paused his footwork as he dug into his pocket and C.C. waited curiously. "I think we're ready now." He took out a black box with a gorgeous diamond ring and opened it in front of her. "Will you marry me?"

C.C. stood there and placed a hand over her heart as it started to pound furiously in mixed emotions that consisted of anxiety, excitement, nervousness, confusion, and fear. She looked at him and at the ring back and forth and just didn't know to say. She had never been happier ever since she and Niles "reconciled", and she was sure she absolutely loved him... but now, it's not that she doubted her feelings, but she was just so scared. Under the pressure, she fled, leaving Niles blinking in saddened confusion.

She felt horrible for running away but it was too late to turn back now. Something churned in her stomach and she didn't know whether it was from all her nervousness or if Fran's catering service was at fault.

She couldn't explain to herself why she felt this way. She should be happy and thrilled and without any hesitation should have said "yes."

"Ms. Babcock?" Fran called. That was C.C.'s signal to get the hell out of there. She made her way to the elevator, but was too late, Fran had already caught up to her. "Ms. Babcock, do you want some time alone?"

"Yes," C.C. replied with the hope that Fran would leave, but to the contrary, the opposite happened.

Stepping into the elevator, Fran isolated them selves. "Okay, we're alone."

C.C. groaned and had one of those mini-strokes that Fran used to give Maxwell.

"So what happened? Niles proposed to you, you didn't know what to say so you just ran out?"

C.C. gave her a look and Fran backed, "just guessing."

"I feel like I'm going to throw up," C.C. said as she winced and Fran took a step back. C.C.'s breathing was getting a little uneasy. "Why does he have to ruin everything, what the hell does he want to marry me for?" Her voice sounded so light and vulnerable; Fran had never seen or heard C.C. this way.

"Because he loves you," Fran answered with an endearing tone. "And why don't you wanna marry Niles?" It turned into scolding. "Do you have any idea how wonderful he is? You know it's not so easy finding a guy like him; the man irons rags!"

C.C. listened to Fran and knew she was right, but those weren't the things she was worried about. Hell yeah C.C. knew how absolutely brilliant Niles was, and how rare a man like him was to find, and not just cause of his skills. She was still afraid of what she was scared of when Niles proposed to her (four times) before. Everything was so perfect now, if she (or her blasted family) messed up anything in the marriage, she couldn't forgive herself. What if her family found out and harassed Niles for his entire life? What if he divorced her, took half their stuff, then got killed by C.C.'s insanely rich parents? Entirely, there was nothing wrong with Niles, it was just her. If they got married, there was too many chances of anything going wrong... and Niles didn't deserve any of it.

All of a sudden the elevator shook and the lights dimmed and re-lit.

"Uyy... that can't be good!"

C.C. began to internally panic. "Relax, relax... justjust.. justjust press the uh, the emergency button," she instructed as she pointed to it.

"Hyeah, okay okay," Fran said trying to keep her composure. She pressed the button. There was no sound or movement, nothing. "Nothing's happening!"

"Uyy that can't be good," C.C. quoted as she started to get nervous. "Okay don't panic, don't panic. Eventually they'll notice that we're missing and they'll go out and find us," she told mostly to herself than Fran.

"Oh my god... What happens if I go into labor?" Fran said with fear as C.C. tried to abuse the emergency button a little more.

"Well, that's gunna happen," C.C. scoffed in sarcasm.

"Uh, yeah, it is!"

C.C. walked over to Fran with "oh my jeebus, I'm going to die" written on her face. "What?!"

Twenty minutes had passed and Fran was laying on the floor with her purse pillowing her head. C.C. was panicking and resorted to her stash of whiskey to calm down. She was in such a pickle; Fran was on the verge of having babies that C.C. had no idea how to deliver while she had to think of what to say to Niles.

Fran had a close contraction that made C.C. scared for her life, but it was a false alarm. When Fran's fetus was in control, C.C. decided to consult Fran.

"How do I know that Niles is the one, how do I know that I'm not making a mistake?"

"You don't," Fran answered softly. "But unless you take a chance, you're never gunna find out... and believe me, that's harder to live with."

C.C. inhaled as she remembered the time she almost idiotically lost Niles and hurt him so much. She didn't want that to happen again. But either way she saw it, it was going to either happen now, if she said no, or happen later, some time, some place, some screw up. Being a former depressed person didn't really help her out on this. Thinking too horribly, C.C. took another quick shot of her drink.

"Do you think I have what it takes to make a good wife?" She asked, almost giving away all her worries.

"No," Fran laughed. "But he does." She smiled and nodded at C.C., hoping that she understood that Niles wouldn't leave her for even that reason.

Soon, Fran began to have contractions again. C.C. tried her best to keep her calm; she had already made her decision on the proposal, now all she had to worry about was Fran and her damn labor--the sudden elevator music seemed to help her. But she couldn't resist but to wonder: they fixed the radio, but not the frickin' doors?!

Fran was breathing unsteadily and C.C. instructed her to breath slowly as she directed, "in... and out!" Funnily, Fran found herself doing the opposite and went "out and in" instead.

C.C. recognized the tune of the music and began to sing. "Don't tell me what it's all... about! Cause I've been there and I'm gla--everybody!" She gestured for Fran to join optimistically.

Fran joined and sang worriedly, using the song to calm herself down as well.

"And those chains, those chains that bind you, that is why--"

"Just the pregnant girl!"

"I'm here to remiiind you!"

"What do you get when you fall in loove, you only get lies and pain and sorrow..."

"So for at least, until tomorooww," C.C. found herself singing by alone.

"Ngaahhhhhhh!" Fran screamed at a contraction.

C.C. started to panic but started to sing again. "Never fall in love again... don't you know that--"

"Ngaaaaaaahhhhh!"

"Never fall in love a...." C.C. slowed in fear and worry.

"This is it! They're coming!" Fran wailed as she gripped onto C.C.'s arm and she held onto Fran's hand as well.

"Come on, Nanny Fine, you could hold 'em in a little longer! Please...!" C.C. was on the verge of crying. "I don't know nothing 'bout no birth and no babies!"

"Well Frankly Ms. Babcock, I don't give a damn!" She laid her head back down as C.C. tried to keep Fran together. "Help.. help me!"

Miraculously, Maxwell knocked on the door. "Darling? Darling are you in there?"

"Honey! Honey!" Fran called back in desperation.

Maxwell, Niles, and the children were waiting outside with worry and anxiousness. Niles stood at a distance, fearing yet hoping C.C. would be in there, too.

"Niles!" C.C. called as she got up to the doors and listened to the outside.

"Ms. Babcock?" He yelled, so happy yet nervous to hear her voice. She gasped from inside, overjoyed that he was there. Realizing he sounded too excited, he changed his tone. "Yes, it's Niles..."

"I have an answer to your question!" She said with anxiety and excitement flowing through her, she could hardly breathe. "I thought long and hard about it and my answer is I'd ...."

Her response was drowned out by Fran's screaming.

"Aw crap," Niles groaned.

"What I said was," C.C. tried again.

"Honey you alright?" Maxwell called out to Fran. Irritated with the interruptions, Niles stepped forward. "Of course she's fine!"

He pressed his hand onto the door and listened attentively. "Ms. Babcock could you say it one more time?"

"Niles..." She paused. This was it. "I would love to marry you!"

"Yess!" Niles cried in sheer happiness and joy.

He pushed her fingers through the crack of the door and pulled with all his might and soon the elevator doors were open. Niles was like secretly a ninja or something.

He grabbed her by the hand, pulled her out of the elevator and spun her. "Oh Ms. Babcock I love you!" He pulled her into a kiss (and even bothered to make that "mmmmmpwah!" sound.)

C.C. looked at him, nearly blown away with relief. "Call me C.C.," she said roughly as Niles pulled her closer into an embrace and swayed.

Everyone congratulated the two as Fran interrupted again. "Hey, hello, down here! Babies' comin' out, babies' comin' out!!"

Maxwell immediately rushed to her side and instructed everyone do separate things in order to get Fran to the hospital.

While they were at the hospital, C.C. used this as an opportunity to find out why she was getting so nauseous. She was still feeling sick after she said yes to Niles, and she was scared to death that it was a sign of some sort. Niles was terrified of her mysterious sickness as well. He hoped so hard that it was "happy vomit" and not "oh-fuck-I'm-maybe-dying vomit."

After getting checked up, C.C. consulted Fran again. She was the only person that would actually listen (by C.C.'s force) and understand at the same time. After talking to her and sort of adding more pain to Fran's labor, C.C. was convinced that she was just anxious and she best had the wedding right away.

So they had it while Fran was giving birth.

Epic, no?

Fran struggled as her contractions got worse. It was hard for her to compose herself; she just thought it so ridiculous to have a wedding over her while she was giving birth. It was more ridiculous than that one Roseanne episode where her sister got married while breastfeeding her kid. But, since Niles was her best friend and C.C. was coming close to a good friend, she didn't unleash the wrath of a pregnant woman on them.

Right now, Niles nor C.C. cared that their wedding was probably the strangest and cheapest of marriages, probably more than those drive-through chapels in Vegas. All they cared about was that they were finally getting married.

"Do you, Niles, take Chastity Claire Babcock to be your lawfully wedded wife?"

"Chastity Claire?!" Everyone said in shock in unison. C.C. looked away, embarrassed, but Niles looked at her with adoration in his eyes. "Ohh what a beautiful name!" C.C. smiled at him.

Dr. Renalds popped up. "Okie dopley! We're about to have two more guests at the wedding!"

Everyone immediately put on their masks.

"Say I do!" Fran croaked impatiently at Niles.

"I do!"

"Push!" Dr. Renalds instructed Fran. She pushed and screamed as they tried to carry out the wedding over her.

"And do you, Chastity Claire, take Niles--"

"I do, I do!" C.C. exclaimed impatiently.

"I now pronounce you man and wife you may kiss the bride!" He said, trying to squeeze all of that into a quick breath.

Immediately C.C. and Niles met over Fran's legs and kissed each other innocently, careless of their masks on. Everyone clapped and cheered for them and C.C. and Niles were in total bliss.

"Nanny Fine! You were right! I don't feel like I'm gunna throw up anymore!" C.C. screamed through her mask.

"I'm SO. FREAKIN'. HAPPY FOR YOU!" Fran cried huskily in pain as she continued to push.

Best wedding ever.

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That night C.C. couldn't sleep, she was far too shocked and excited. Niles held her close in bed spooning, his arms tight around her waist and her head snugly fit under his chin.

"My God, Niles, I'm so surprised..."

"I know, darling, me too."

C.C. smiled and squeezed his hand. "I was diagnosed infertile 20 years ago... It's a miracle I'm pregnant. Niles, you must be God."

Niles chuckled. "Well not really. It took me this many times to break the infertility." He smirked and kissed her neck and she giggled as she placed her hand on the side of his head.

"The closet, the stairs, kitchen... stairway," C.C. began to list, still not believing that they actually did it in those places.

"Limo, Walmart. Then that one time you requested in an aluminum shed at Home Depot."

"That was Yetta's idea, okaayy," C.C. immediately defended and laughed as Niles hugged her tighter.

"That's believable, after all she seems to be a sex goddess herself," Niles joked and C.C. giggle-snorted as she hit him on the thigh and he kissed her on the side of her head and slowly made his way to her lips. She turned around and pulled him closer to her front.

"I swear," she said in between kisses. "if you.. get me pregnant with twins... I'll kill you..."


Epilogue

9 months later...

C,C, sat up against her propped up pillow and held er tiny child in her arms. Niles sat on the ledge of the bed with his arms around his beloved, admiring his beautiful daughter.

"Niles, isn't Clarisse just gorgeous? ...God she better be worth the 9 months of no drinks."

"Yes she is... and yes, she will," Niles chuckled and kissed the side of her head and rubbed her shoulder. "She's a beautiful calf."

C.C. laughed as she smacked his arm. "Those names are for me, not for our baby. It could corrupt her."

Little Clarisse slept peacefully in her mother's arms. eing only half an hour old, none of her inherited features were visible yet, but Niles swore that she was born laughing the way C.C. did instead of crying.

"She was really hard to name, don't you think?" C.C. asked as she tilted her head a little, eyes still glued onto Clarisse as she stroked her little soft red cheeks with her finger.

"Oh yes, our names don't cross very well."

"Ciles," C.C. snickered. "Or the best one Fran suggested: Nastity."

"We'll have to nickname her though. Clarisse sounds too formal."

"Hm.. Clammy sounds cute. Or, I don't know why, but she strikes me as a Cheerio."

Niles laughed at her. C.C. sighed and smiled brightly at Clarisse... She had never looked so happy, especially not in her 23 hours of painful labor. Giving birth to this little mini C.C. was more of a hassle than the Sheffield twins. Niles stared at C.C. with a slight smile, proud of her. She looked so beautiful to him, even without makeup and with tangled hair. He knew that C.C. would turn out to be an extraordinary mother.

"Oh Niles," she said with a sigh as she leaned her head on his shoulder. "Promise me you'll help me be the mother I myself never had..."

"Ah, don't worry about such things, love, of course I will," Niles assured as he held her close. "No doubt you'll be a fabulous and loving mother, and we'll raise her to be just like her mother--perfect."

C.C. scoffed. "Perfectly insane." Niles snickered as she touched her nose to his chin. "Thank you Niles."

"Hm?" He looked at her curiously.

"For everything... For loving me when I thought for sure I was going to die and decay alone with no one missing me but some people at the mental institution..."

"'Loving me when no one else would' would have worked too but okay," Niles smirked as C.C. closed her eyes to smile.

"And for giving me her," she said as she held her sleeping beauty up.

"Oh no, thank you, for being the woman in the relationship and blowing up into an elephant just for me," Niles said with a grin.

C.C. nuzzled him warmly. "I love you."

"I love you, too," Niles replied as he lifted her chin to kiss her passionately.

From then on, they would live life as if it were complete, when it only would be a tiny scratch on the surface; the very beginning of their journey. All the years they have suffered and endured, all the time wasted on pride, fear, and imaginary hate--it would all melt on much more than what they had now. It was a pity, that before now, no matter how old they grew, they remained as children, their minds closed with immature thoughts and differences. To so many people, they were the most foolish. But out of all the hearts that beat, they were the wisest. Out of all, they were the most fortunate, and out of everyone who bore the same transformation, they were the most evolved. They were lucky, and by far more gifted than those who have left their surfaces rusted out in the rain, and their destination undiscovered.

And that is why their love would never perish. Pain was what it was worth. It was their own courage to set aside everything they thought and love every single aspect of each other that assured them the rest of eternity; the mix of two very different classes. It would always be destined that way for them, in other ways, in other times, whether it was the socialite and the butler, the owner and the waiter, the cop and criminal--okay, maybe not the cop and the criminal, but wouldn't that make an utterly fabulous love story. It took a fool to use status as an excuse to hate, but it took a person of wisdom and truth to use it as a reason to love even more.

Niles and C.C. displayed such a love that was thought to be invisible, and only existent to the two individuals; they showed such a love that would implant itself in all of those understood--such a love, that was only accomplished by them, for when there was so many possibilities of errors, it took a great amount of will power and to resist making them, but so much more, to accept them.

End.



"The greatest mistake you can make in life is to be continually fearing you will make one."
–Elbert Hubbard, The Note Book, 1927.


Okay, I will confess, I took the idea of C.C. being infertile from this one fanfic that I can't remember cause I read it long ago. But I just had to put it in here cause when Chocolover1331 and I read the fic she remarked about Niles having to do her so many frickin times to get her pregnant. XP So who ever wrote the fanfic with that idea in, I hope you don't mind. x)

Well, that's it for this fanfic. :) I hoped it you all liked it. Remember to review cause that's what makes my lonely day :)

~Rei