"Welcome to Franklin Rose's exquisite baby art collection" read the poster at the entrance of the art gallery. With the baby coming, Nolan's house could surely use some of those. He was about to enter the hall when his sight caught the poster in front of the next door. "Best works of Patrick Osbourne". His heart skipped a bit as he read the name. The sudden urge to meet Patrick once again rose inside him. But after everything that has happened, he wasn't sure if that was a good idea. Still he followed his heart and went inside.

The gallery was a treat to eyes. All the works were mind blowing. Nolan browsed through all the works until one particular painting struck him. It was a drawing of two imaginary men kissing each other. But what really struck Nolan was its backdrop. It was the portrayal of his own house. Or to be precise, it was the same place where he first kissed Patrick. He walked up to the painting to take a closer look. His thoughts went back to the day. Patrick was surely the best kisser he has ever met. He thought of Patrick's lips touching his, the former's tongue exploring his mouth. He felt the heat on his lips already like it was a matter of yesterday. He blushed at the thought. He took a close look at the piece again while biting his lower lip unconsciously. 'Have mercy!' he murmured to himself.

'Critic or collector?' Someone emerged behind. The voice! Nolan took no time to recognize it. He didn't turn. 'How about inspiration?' he said while keeping his eyes fixed at the memoir of his own lovemaking.

Nolan's voice had the same effect on Patrick too.

'Nolan?'

At this Nolan turned to face Patrick. Patrick almost couldn't believe his eyes.

'Oh my God! I almost didn't recognize you from behind.' Said an excited Patrick.

'I guess that is what happens when you haven't seen a person for long.' Nolan continued after a brief pause. 'I am happy to see you here.' He pointed to the prestigious gallery.

'Oh. Yeah. It's all because of you Nolan.'

'Don't be silly. It's all you.'

Patrick blushed. He was biting his lower lip too. They gazed at each other and smiled. Patrick stared at Nolan's lips, his facial features and his amazing hair. Nolan couldn't take his eyes off Patrick's broad shoulder and cute smile. The urge of throwing themselves into each other rose inside them. But at this age, they both knew how to control. Finally, Patrick broke the silence. 'I know what you were looking at. I'm holding onto our time together in some way.'

Nolan turned his head to the painting once again before finally speaking. 'I see it's up for sale. Can I hold onto it for the rest of my life?'

Patrick grinned at this. 'Sure. Come with me.' Patrick guided him to a tall, handsome man. 'Max, can you please pack that one for him?' Patrick pointed to the painting and Nolan respectively.

'Oh my God! You are the Nolan Ross!' Max exclaimed at seeing Nolan.

All these years and Nolan still doesn't know how to react to that. 'Hi,' Nolan replied softly, 'Max?' unsure if he has caught the name right.

'Max Rafaeli, his manager' he said pointing to Patrick.

'And my fiancée.' Added Patrick.

Max and Patrick looked at each other and blushed. Patrick's words hit Nolan. Though it was not a pang of jealousy. Nolan was over Patrick for long. Though the lust remains. It felt strange. Few years ago, Nolan dreamt of a time when all these revenge would be over. And with that all complication between him and Patrick. It's not that he imagined his happily ever after with Patrick. To be honest, he never saw that with anyone other than his Ems. But Amanda was always a distant dream. But Patrick was there. And even after all those complications due to those women in their life, their feelings for each other were true.

'I'll give you two a moment. Excuse me.' Max said and left to attend other customers.

Patrick followed him with his eyes for a moment and continued as soon as he was out of hearing range. 'He is amazing. I feel so safe with him.' Nolan could see the satisfaction in his face.

'Congrats.' said a smiling Nolan. Together, he and Patrick has shared lots of beautiful moment. The proof was in Patrick's canvas and Nolan's mind. But all good things are not meant forever. Nolan smiled again at this thought. So did Patrick.

'I heard about the upcoming baby. Congrats!'

Every mention of the baby sends a wave of fear through Nolan's body. All the realization, heat, and blushing were gone in a blink. Patrick came forward to give Nolan a congratulatory hug. But all Nolan could manage was to stand there like a statue. Patrick hugged him affectionately and patted his back. Nolan forced a smile on his face. Patrick ended the embrace to look at Nolan. At this point, Nolan's eyes caught portrait of a familiar face. He stepped forward to take a closer look. Patrick followed him. 'That's not for sale.' He said pointing to the piece. 'There's a story behind it.'

'Which is?' Nolan said while continuing his minute observation of the drawing.

'Two years ago I was in Alaska when this woman came to me. She was ill. All she could remember was that she had a daughter. She couldn't remember her name, though. You know she practically made me a millionaire. She handed me two million and asked me to draw her portrait. She believed that someday it will end up in her daughter's hand. You know Nolan, there was something in her eyes. The pain of not being able to remember her daughter. The pain of a mother who's away from her child. The pain I wanted to see in my parents eyes, in the eyes of my mother. But it was never there.'

It was a guilt check time for Nolan. And he didn't hold back. 'Ahh, Patrick it's not true. Victoria loved her children.'

'Love? I doubt she even knew the meaning of that word. And I'm shocked you are saying this. She practically sent Amanda to jail for her fake murder.' Nolan tried to say something, but Patrick cut him short. 'She wanted kill Stevie Grayson over a property.'

'Mmm… I'm sorry, but that wasn't the case. You were going too dark Patrick. So, I and Victoria, we teamed up to give you a reason to get out of Hamptons.'

Patrick looked at him with shock. However, he continued after a brief pause and a deep sigh. 'That doesn't justify her framing David Clark and ruining an innocent child's life.'

'Yes true. But let us care about those horrible facts. All you should know is that she cared about you. Patrick, I've never met my mother in my whole life. I don't know who she is. And I know how much that hurts. I don't want you to go through the same pain.'

Patrick looked away from Nolan and remained silent for a little. He looked at the portrait and said 'You know I haven't touched a penny of that two million till date. I'll use it the day I find her daughter.'

'Well, then it's time to get some use of the money.' Smirked Nolan. 'She's Kara Clark. Amanda's mother. We've been looking for her for so long. Do you have her address?'

'Oh my God! Yes, I do.' There was relief in both of their faces.

The bell rang. Stevie Grayson opened the door. To her surprise, she found Nolan standing on the door. 'Mr. Ross! You? here?'

Her not-so-welcoming attitude surprised Nolan. 'Can I come in? Mrs. Grayson.'

'Yes. Come in.' Nolan went inside. He looked around. Found no trace of Jack and Amanda.

'Where's Jack and Amanda?'

'Amanda? You didn't know?'

'I didn't know what?'

Stevie was shocked to hear his reply. 'She and Jack separated months ago.'

'What?' Nolan couldn't believe Stevie. 'Where's Jack?'

'Nolan?' Jack called from behind.

'Jack? What is your mother saying? You and Amanda?'

'I thought she called.' Jack said in a confused tone.

'Neither did you.' After everything, Nolan could, at least, expect a call from him. His disappointment was clear in his tone.

'Honestly, I thought you knew. I mean she had decided to leave when she came back from Hamptons. And you were there with her. And I didn't think she takes any big step without consulting you. I mean, yeah, she has a reputation of not to listen. But she does listen to you most of the time.'

Nolan couldn't wrap his head around any of this. 'I don't understand. She left Hamptons all of a sudden without saying much. And here you're saying….'

Jack didn't let Nolan finish. 'She said she couldn't love me anymore.' The pain was clear in Jack's voice. 'I wanted to call you Nolan. I wanted to. But this was such a mess.'

Did she leave Jack for me? That was the thought in Nolan's mind at that time. He could barely focus on what Jack was saying. Jack continued, 'I heard about the baby. Congrats! Which month is it?' No reply came from him. 'Nolan? Where are you?' Finally, Nolan returned his ears to Jack. 'I said which month is it?'

'Fifth.' Nolan said softly. 'Where's Amanda?'

'In a hotel here. She picks up Carl from school sometimes.'

'I got to go.' Nolan placed his hand at the side his skull and nudged in an affectionate way. 'Take care.' He said and left.

Nolan kept ringing the doorbell impatiently until Amanda opened it. Seeing Nolan after these 5 months gave her mixed feeling. Part of her wanted to hug him, kiss him and tell him how much she misses him. Another part of her just wanted to close the door on his face. Thankfully there was no time for that since Nolan went in without wasting a moment there. Amanda closed the door behind and came in.

'Care to explain?' said an angry Nolan.

'Explain what Nolan?' the usual indifference in her tone was back.

'I'm just coming from your house where I met Jack and Stevie.'

'So? You already know then.'

Nolan looked at her hopelessly. 'You left me that day just like that, without any explanation.'

'So you went on and screwed Louise?' her anger started resurfacing.

Nolan couldn't look at her after this. 'I did a terrible thing and I'm trying my best to fix that.' He looked at her again. 'Let's talk about you.'

'Me? Carl had pneumonia. I went through one hell of a fight as a parent. And then he was ok. So I followed my heart.' She looked at him angrily. Nolan felt dumbstruck. They looked at each other. Slowly their anger turned into helplessness. Amanda felt helpless enough to finally break. 'We were so close Nolan. You knew that. You could've waited.'

Nolan couldn't keep up anymore. He broke too. 'I have been waiting for past 16 years. Ever since I first saw you.' His voice choked. He has waited for this long. But he couldn't wait anymore. He took a few steps forward. He pulled Amanda to him by her waist. With his other hand, he placed her locks behind her ear. 'I have waited since that angry eighteen-year-old came out of Allenwood.' A chill crawled down her spine. Nolan's touch sent current through her body. She already gave into his stronghold. Anger was replaced by need. The need for Nolan to kiss her. The need for Nolan to tell her that he loves her. The need for Nolan to assure her that there will always be a Nolan and Amanda. This was quite a role reversal for them. This time, she needed his assurance. She needed to be loved. She needed to be loved by Nolan. And Nolan had no intention of not giving her that. He touched her smooth lips with his perfect ones. He gently kissed her lips before making his tongue work. Amanda opened her mouth. He took the invitation. His tongue entered her mouth. First there were a few gentle sways. Then he turned rough. Amanda placed both of her hands in his hair and pulled him closer. She wanted to give everything she had in that kiss. She wanted to make Nolan feel so good. Just the way he was making her feel. They kept exploring and tasting each other until Nolan came to a sudden halt. He broke the kiss and pulled back in a swift manner. He took a few steps backward. 'I can't.' he said and walked past Amanda to sit on the couch behind her.

'Don't do that Nolan.'

'I'm sorry. I can't. I promised Louise.'

Amanda felt horrible. Moments ago she was standing there, losing herself into Nolan. And now he is already abandoning her. 'Get lost.' That was all she could manage to say.

After some deep sighs, Nolan finally pulled himself together. 'I wish I could. But here's the thing.' He got up and stood behind Amanda. 'Turns out in her last few months, your mother was living in Alaska. She died a rich woman. Courtesy Gordon Murphy. But the best she could remember was she had a daughter. She believed that it'll end up in your hands someday.' Amanda turned and found the portrait in Nolan's hand. She took it and ran her fingers over it.

'Oh my God Nolan!' she finally looked at him.

'Since her body and belongings were unclaimed, the government followed standard procedure. Here's the address in case you want to visit the place. And I know you do.' He took her hand and placed the piece of paper in it. 'I should be going.' He couldn't bring himself to look at her in the eye or stand there for anymore. He walked up to the door when Amanda finally spoke.

'I don't want to do it alone Nolan.' She looked at him with teary eyes.

'I've promised Louise that I'll be a great father. I'm sorry Ams.' He stood there helplessly.

'If the feelings were always there, why didn't you say anything Nolan?'

A lump gulped down his throat. 'I told you. I told you so many times. You never listened. And I believed I didn't deserve you.' He pressed his eyelids hard and left.

Amanda sat there, sobbing.

Nolan was attending a meeting when his phone buzzed. Even though the meeting was crucial, he just can't ignore this caller.

'Ams?'

'Hey, Nolan.'

'I see you have made a trip to Alaska.' Of course, he keeps track of her whereabouts.

'I'm in her house Nolan. I just wish I could've met her one last time.' She chocked.

'Hey,' he sighed. 'Just… Just come back.'

'Come back where?'

'To Hamptons. Your home.'

'I've had enough of Hamptons for one lifetime, Nolan.'

'Well, I think you had enough of Alabama, Alaska and wherever. Come back. We all can start in a new way.'

'You've already started in a new way Nolan.'

Her words felt like a bullet dodged in his chest. He felt helpless. 'What do you want to do?'

'I don't know. See the world, figure me out.'

'Don't do this. It's painful.'

'You don't have to worry about me, Nolan.'

'I'll always worry about you. Till the end. You know that.' he emphasized.

Yes, she knew that. No matter what, Nolan is always going to look out for her. 'Take care.' She smiled and disconnected the call.

A/N: It is necessary for a series to wrap up to show where all the important characters stand in the end. Unfortunately, Revenge failed to do that. I'm trying my best to do that since I'm envisioning a perfect finale episode here. Stay with me. Things are going to get a lot more hot and Revenge-y in the upcoming chapters. Keep reading and reviewing. Fav/Follow helps.

Follow me( BhaswatiBlends) on Twitter for more #Revenge-y feeds and fics ;)