A/N: I'm actually glad some of you guys cried. At least we did a decent job with the awful scene. So here's the next one and then the last one is the final chapter of the story. We have a few more DN projects coming up but I'll let you know about that in the next chapter. Please review!

Chapter 29: Wammy

It was a few days later and Miya had finally been able to stop crying. It felt like she had completely run out of tears and couldn't shed anymore. Noah was still taking it hard, unfortunately. His green eyes had practically lost their sparkle and he didn't want to talk to anyone, including Miya.

She dragged a duffel bag into her living room. It contained her and Noah's clothes and other essentials that they would need once they left. Miya knew she wouldn't be able to stay in headquarters any longer. Now that L was gone she had no reason to stay, but she definitely knew where she was going. It had been a split decision, but she felt it would be the right place to go.

"Ready, baby?" Miya asked. Noah was sitting on the couch staring at the ground, clutching onto the blue panda Matsuda had given him. He didn't say anything, and Miya realized now was definitely time to leave or he would never heal. "Let's go."

He got up from the couch and grabbed onto her hand. As they made their way towards the door, Miya looked back. She enjoyed living here the past few months, working on the case and falling more in love with L, but now she was leaving it all behind. She had to.

When they made it to the main area, all the men were gathered around, discussing something that Miya didn't care about anymore. After the funeral, she had heard from Matsuda that Light would take the place of L, acting as if he hadn't died. That disgusted Miya more than anything. There was no possible way that Light Yagami, Kira, could possibly take the place of L. Miya hated him more than anything for what he had done, and there was no way in hell she would stand by and watch that murderer call himself L. He could never replace L. No one could.

"Miya," Matsuda started when he caught sight of her and the bag slung over her shoulder, "what's going on?"

"We're leaving," Miya replied curtly. "For good."

"What?"

Miya nodded. "You heard me."

Mr. Yagami stepped forward to try to reason with her. "I know you're upset about Ryuzaki but-"

"No, you don't know," Miya replied curtly. "And I'm not leaving just because L was murdered. Light is taking L's place and that is most definitely not okay with me." Miya took a deep breath to hold back the tears that were threatening to fall again. It appeared she still had some crying left in her after all. But she would not fall apart in front of them anymore, especially not Light. "So, Noah and I are leaving. I wish you the best of luck trying to find Kira. Now that you have Light leading the investigation, he's gonna keep you guys running in circles until you die."

"Miya…" Matsuda started. But Miya wasn't about to listen to them try to talk her out of leaving. It wouldn't work. Instead she turned her attention to the man she despised more than anything.

"Oh and Light?" she said, trying to sound pleasant.

Light raised an eyebrow before acknowledging her. "Yes?"

"I hope you rot in hell for what you've done." And with that, she turned to leave, with Noah holding onto her hand. She couldn't believe she had actually said that to Light. He could easily kill her, and now that she was leaving no one would even know she was dead.

Miya sighed as she and Noah sat in a terminal at the airport. She was starting to get nervous, making a huge leap like this, but she knew she had to go there. For some reason, she felt that L would want her to. She hadn't told anyone where she was going and was starting to feel guilty that she had left her parents out of the loop. That didn't even know that L was killed.

Against her better judgment, she whipped out her phone and dialed her parents' house number, getting ready to spill everything.

"Hello?" Miya's mother answered.

"Hi mom," Miya said.

"Miya, is everything alright? I haven't heard from you in a few days."

Miya took a deep breath before continuing. "I don't want to worry you but no, everything is not alright. I called because I want to tell you everything that has happened and is going to happen. First of all, Noah and I aren't coming home, maybe for a long time. We're leaving the country."

Her mother was silent for a moment in confusion. "W-what? Miya what are you talking about?"

"I've been working as part of an investigative team under the detective L, to help him catch Kira. That's what I've been doing this past year, mom. And Hideki Ryuga? That was really L. He changed his name to protect himself."

Her mother hadn't said a word and Miya figured it was from shock. It was a lot of information to take in, after all. She continued anyway. "Everything about L was true though. We loved each other, he was going to adopt Noah, and I am pregnant with his child."

"Miya, that was all in past tense…"

"Yeah…" The crying feeling was coming back again, and Miya's voice grew thick as she struggled to keep it steady. "A few days ago, Kira managed to…kill him."

Miya's mother gasped. "He's gone?"

Miya swallowed. "Yeah, he is. Now that L's gone, I can't stay here anymore. I'm going back to his hometown because he told me before that there are people there that are supposed to take his place if anything were to happen to him. I want to go there and help them the best that I can. Kira needs to be stopped."

"Miya, I'm…I'm so sorry about everything but I don't think this is a good idea. Why don't you come back home and we can discuss this rationally?" her mother coaxed.

"I'm sorry mom but I've made up my mind already. I'm going and that's final. I can't tell you where though so I guess this is goodbye unless we come back to Japan." A loud voice could be heard echoing across the airport terminal, announcing that the flight to England was now boarding. Miya turned back to the phone. She wasn't listening before, but now she could hear her mother crying and begging her to stay. "Mom, the flight's boarding so I have to go now. I love you." She then quickly hung up to avoid hearing any more her mother's pleading cries. They weren't making this any easier.

"Mommy, where's England?" Noah asked, speaking for the first time in three days.

"It's where our new home is," Miya replied. She held onto Noah's hand tightly as they boarded the plane. Miya wasn't sure if they would ever return. Only time would tell.

"Wammy's house…" Miya whispered to herself. She and Noah were standing in front of a giant orphanage in Winchester, England. It was a magnificent building, with fencing surrounding the property, and it was definitely not what she had expected. Usually in movies, orphanages were run down and ancient, but this was the complete opposite of that.

"It looks like a castle," Noah commented.

Miya chuckled. "Yeah, it kinda does." She squeezed Noah's hand slightly before walking inside, which turned out to be just as extravagant as the outside. There were stained glass windows and long hallways with endless rooms. A few young kids could be seen wandering the halls and Miya suddenly felt sad. All these kids were here without a family to care for them. L had gone through this himself, and she couldn't help but think how awful it must have been.

The two of them continued walking in silence, hand-in-hand, trying to find the person in charge. Miya wasn't even sure who she should be looking for. Maybe there would be a sign on the door or something.

After a few minutes of wandering around aimlessly, Miya was about to give up.

"Mommy, what are you looking for?" Noah asked curiously.

"Hmm…" Miya began chewing on her thumbnail in thought as she looked around. A sudden blur of yellow caught her eye. It was a young man with blonde hair and blue eyes and he was looking very upset about something. "Excuse me!" Miya called out to him.

He ignored her and continued walking down the hallway.

"Wait, please, I need some help with something," Miya pleaded. She started following him and when she was close enough, she managed to grab a hold of his wrist. The boy whipped around and glared daggers at her.

"What the hell?!" he yelled.

Miya dropped his hand in surprise and stepped back slightly. "I-I'm sorry," she apologized. "Can you help me please? I'm kind of lost."

The boy was taken aback by the woman in front of him. She was a few years older than him and way prettier than any of the other girls he had seen at Wammy's. He stared at her for a moment, contemplating whether to ignore her or help her out. He grudgingly decided to help. "What is it?"

"Who's in charge here? Can you take me to them? I would like to speak to them about something," Miya replied.

"You're looking for Roger," the boy answered. "Just go straight down this hallway and it's the last door on the left."

Miya smiled. "Thanks. I appreciate it."

The boy shrugged. "No big deal." He turned to leave but Miya stopped him again.

"Can you tell me your name?" Miya asked with a shy smile.

The boy stared at her again, wondering why she was so interested. "It's Mello."

Something clicked in Miya's mind. Didn't L say that one of his successors was named Mello? Was this the same kid? He seemed so young, though. Could he possibly be so intelligent that he could take L's place? Miya didn't speak through her silent musings and Mello gave her a curious look, wondering why she was so stuck on his name.

"That's a pretty cool name," Miya said, trying to play it cool. "Thanks again for the directions. I hope to see you around again, Mello."

Miya then turned towards the direction that Mello had pointed her to. Noah trudged behind her, still holding onto his panda as he gazed back at the boy who had helped them.

"Mommy, he kinda looks like a panda…" Noah commented. "A mean, yellow panda."

Miya chuckled slightly. "He did, didn't he?" Maybe big, panda eyes were a custom at Wammy's House.

"Not as cool-looking as Mr. Panda though…" Noah added sadly.

"No," Miya agreed, giving his hand a slight squeeze for comfort. "He'll always be our favorite panda."

She made it to the room Mello had directed her toward and knocked softly on the door.

"Come in," she heard.

Miya opened the door and was surprised to see an old man that looked slightly like Watari behind a desk, and a young boy dressed in white sitting on the floor. He was surrounded by puzzle pieces, and Miya noticed that he also had panda eyes.

"Yes?" the man asked politely.

"Hello, my name is Miya…Lawliet," she decided quickly before continuing her explanation, "and well I'm here because I heard this is where L grew up," She had to admit, that was a lame way to put things but she hadn't exactly planned this through. She voiced her thoughts to the man in front of her before smiling sheepishly. "I'm really sorry, but I don't know where else to go and I figured I could find something here."

"It's nice to meet you Miya. I'm Roger Ruvie. I'm in charge of Wammy's House now." He eyed Miya for a few moments before speaking again. "Miya?" the man, Roger, said contemplatively. "Was your name always Lawliet?"

Miya shook her head. "No. I just took that name before I left because…well it's kind of important to me and I figured an alias couldn't hurt. I'm really Miya Yamaguchi."

The old man shook his head. "I thought so. I'm very sorry for your loss Miss Yamaguchi. We just found out about L's death ourselves. He left this for you." Roger held out an envelope for Miya to take. She eyed it unsurely. Had he really sent her something before he died?

Miya took it from him and opened it slowly, nervous as to what was waiting for her in the envelope. There was a sheet of paper inside, and on it was what Miya recognized as L's scrawled handwriting.

Dear Miya,

If you're reading this, it means that I am no longer alive, and you have done what I assumed you would. Wammy's house will be a wonderful new home for you. Those with the greatest minds are being taught here, and you and Noah will make fine additions.

I have left you the rest of my money so that you may be financially secure for the rest of your life. It is the least I can do for abandoning you now when you need me the most. I am sorry for that. I wish I could be there with you and be there for my new family. I love you, Noah, and our baby, whatever you decide to name him or her.

No matter what you choose to do now, whether it be to continue in the pursuit to catch Kira or to stay at Wammy's, just know that I love you.

L

Miya placed a hand over her mouth to try to contain her sobs. This letter was so unexpected, and she wished her tears weren't pouring down her cheeks as she cried in front of Roger. She had no idea L had left her everything. He made no indication that he was going to do that for her and the kids.

"Are you alright, Miss Yamaguchi?" Roger asked uncertainly.

"Mommy, whas wrong?" Noah asked, staring up at her.

She closed her eyes for a moment to control her emotions. Even in death, L Lawliet was still surprising her. She wiped her tears away with the back of her hand and cleared her throat. "I'm sorry…" she mumbled. "I was just surprised is all."

"Now, Miss Yamaguchi," Roger started.

"Please, Mr. Ruvie," Miya interrupted. "Lawliet, not Yamaguchi." She wanted nothing more now than to take that name. It was L's last name; a part of his identity. It was a part of the person who had opened up to her and whom she had given everything to in return. But it wasn't just that. Lawliet was a symbol of the trust she and L had had, and that was perhaps what made her want to hang onto the name so desperately.

Roger nodded. "Right, Miss Lawliet. My apologies. What were your plans now?"

"I'm not completely sure, but L told me this would be a good place for Noah and me."

"And a good place it is," Roger agreed. "Miss Lawliet, may I ask you something?" Before waiting for her response, he went on and asked her what was on his mind. "Watari has been in charge of this orphanage since World War II and I've been good friends with him so I've helped out. However, I only stayed because Watari was my friend. I'm afraid I can't handle this on my own…" He looked around the room and Miya followed his gaze. It was then that she noticed that the white-haired boy was no longer in the room. "In fact, I don't even like children that much," Roger added.

Miya raised an eyebrow at him. "What are you doing working at an orphanage then?"

"As I told you before, I was helping out a good friend of mine. I know I can't abandon all these children now, which is why I'm asking for your help. Will you consider being the assistant manager of Wammy's House now that I've moved up to manager?"

"Excuse me?" Miya asked.

"You like kids, don't you?" Roger asked.

Miya shrugged uncertainly. "Yeah…"

"Please, I need the help. You could live here and help me at the same time. You'd be doing a good thing for the kids here. Not to mention you'd have a roof over your head."

Miya thought his offer over for a second. "Would it really be appropriate? I know you can't tell, but I'm actually pregnant. Would this be the best environment?"

"There's a hospital nearby, and all the kids here love when we have new additions to the orphanage."

Miya gave up. This guy sure was insistent. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad working at Wammy's for a little while. This was apparently a good environment for learning. Noah and the new baby could strengthen their minds and Miya could help children along the way. It actually didn't sound all that bad.

"Okay, Mr. Ruvie, you've got a deal," Miya told him. "I'll stay here and work as the assistant manager of Wammy's House."

"Wonderful!" Roger rejoiced. "Now, let me show you to where you'll be staying and then I can show you around."

It was a big enough apartment that Miya and Noah would be sharing. It was still on Wammy property but it wasn't connected to the actual to orphanage. It had two bedrooms, a living room, kitchen, and a bathroom. It wasn't quite as nice as when they were living at headquarters, but it wasn't so bad.

"This is our new home?" Noah asked.

Miya nodded at him. "This is where Mr. Panda grew up when he was little. We're going to stay here and help out the other children."

"What's so special about them?" Noah asked bitterly.

"Noah, the kids here are orphans. That means they don't have mommies or daddies so they have to live by themselves here. You shouldn't be so mean. I taught you better than that."

Noah was still trying to be difficult. "I don't have a daddy either! It's not fair! And I don't wanna stay here!"

Miya sighed. Was Wammy's really the best place for them to settle down for now? Noah was unhappy with the situation but he didn't really understand what was going on. Miya shook her head as if to clear her thoughts. No, this was where they needed to be at the moment.