Author's Chapter Notes:

(This is the final chapter. And I know I left a lot of things unresolved I hope you all don't hate me!)

Sara looked down at her baby and sighed. Despite the dark curls, those who had seen him claimed he looked just like her. But Sara didn't see it. Instead she saw Michael in little David. His eyes were dark blue like all new born babies, but if they lightened how would she explain it?

Of course David's mother had dark hair and blue eyes so maybe…

She looked up as Jeanie Apolskis knocked on the open door before coming in. Sara smiled up at her from her place in the rocking chair by the window.

"How is our little bundle of joy this morning?"

Jeanie bent down and placed a gentle kiss on her grandson's forehead.

"And more importantly how is 'Mom' doing her first day home from the hospital?"

Sara forced a smile. "We're both doing fine. Um, Jeanie, I really want to thank you and Alex for taking us in. I don't know what we would have done if you hadn't…"

Sara's eyes filled with tears and she brushed at them.

Jeanie reached and brushed the hair from Sara's face.

"My dear you don't know what a pleasure it is for us to do it. You have given us something we never thought…" Jeanie's words broke off as her eyes filled. "Well, anyways you're welcome, dear. And you and little David are welcome to stay here as long as you need to."

Sara smiled and leaned down to kiss her baby's soft curls. At the gentle brush of his mother's lips he opened his eyes and looked at her. She felt her breath leave her at the beauty of the small little wonder that was hers. She buried her nose in his fresh scent and closed her eyes. She knew that what she had done wasn't honest. But she kept telling herself it would be okay. Everything had to be because she couldn't lose him. She had lost his daddy, but she would never lose little David Michael.

Sara opened her eyes and met the kind stare of Jeanie Apolskis.

"Would you like to hold him, now?" Sara saw Jeanie's eyes light up as she reached for the baby, and she told herself what she was doing wasn't entirely selfish.

She had given David's parents something they desperately needed. She had watched their pain etched eyes come back to life as they held little David. How could it be so wrong to make them happy?

Her eyes followed Jeanie as she left the room cooing about going to see Grandpa and she couldn't help but think of her own Father.

Frank Tancredi had died when Sara was five. She wondered how things would be different if he were alive. Would he have agreed with Grace's ultimatum?

Sara still seethed at Grace's words after little David was born. Her mother had looked at her and told her she didn't believe that David Apolskis was the father. And then she had told Sara it was either place the baby up for adoption or she was out on the street.

Sara felt her eyes fill with angry tears. She brushed them aside and stood up, the chair creaking as it settled behind her.

She made her way to one of the boxes she still hadn't unpacked, and pulled the book from the top. She flipped through it, the picture hidden between its pages falling silently to the floor. She bent to retrieve it and brought the photo up to her face.

Michael in the sunshine, his eyes like the ocean stared back at her. She took a deep breath, her fingers moving over the glossy finish of the picture. She thought of everything that had happened, her heart aching from deep within.

How could she tell him he was the father of her baby? How could she when he had been so afraid of this very thing happening? She thought again of his relief at her assurance that she couldn't get pregnant. She thought again of how easily he had left her behind. And while she couldn't really blame him, a part of her would never forgive him for it.

She looked once more at the small picture, the only thing she had left to remember him by, aside from his son.

And then brushing at her tears she slowly tore the picture in half. She quickly tore it again; and then once again until it was in bits and pieces just like her heart.

(To End)

Chapter End Notes:

(This is the final chapter of FL. I am however doing a sequel. I hope to start it in a week or so. Thanks all for reading my words and all of your comments meant a lot. You guys rock! 8)