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Summary: "Do you remember that time I fell out your window and you came jumping out after me?" There was a twinge of humour to her husky voice and Leon smiled for her benefit. For three years he let himself believe that he would always save her from everything, until he was the reason she was in that ambulance, a broken back and their baby was gone.

To all my faithful reviewers- Gingermegs, Sassy Ava, Love Ink, Mrz Letty Ortiz-Toretto, Lover of Many Things804 – thank you so much for your great support for the entirety of this story! Also to Cantbe-missed I'm so glad you've been enjoying the story! And thanks for the review made my very long morning. So thanks for the little bit of excitement I get after an update at the sight of new reviews! You guys keep me sorta sane! Anyways this is the last part of Home, my next story will be posted tomorrow! It's called "The Difference" And its named after a Matchbox 20 song. Sorry for making you cry in the last chapter, it was really hard to write because poor Nicolas heart was so broken! I hope you enjoy this last little bit.

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Just a Dream – Nelly (Ah need I say more?)

June 2001 – Epilogue

He didn't even realise he'd fallen asleep until he heard a low baritone voice and opened his eyes to see Dr Newberry standing at the end of the hospital bed, a blonde nurse standing beside him.

"There was another thing…" The doctor started but Leon shook his head and shot the doctor a look. The doctor knew this was his news to bear. It was his fault. Getting the hint the doctor left the room, the nurse close behind and Leon turned to look into a set of hazel eyes he thought he would never see again.

"Baby?" he said softly, reaching over to stroke her head as she lay there, her body and her mind numb. "La?" He tried again and he saw her eyes flicker his way before she spoke.

"We lost it didn't we? The baby?" He gritted his teeth to hold back the tears at the pain in her voice.

"I uh…La, it…" What was he going to say? Just because she couldn't move didn't mean she was stupid. He knew how perceptive she was- she could read him like a book. "The doctor said that if he operated the chances of the baby surviving were low. I let him operate, La, it's my fault." And she let the tears fall down her face as he fell to her side, defeated, his chest heaving with tears.

"You should go home, Leon." She whispered and he knew better than to fight her.

"I love you, La." He mumbled into her skin before leaving, tears pouring down both of their cheeks as he left.

Stumbling out of the room he managed to make his way to the car, fumbling with the keys and climbing in. With shaking hands he started the car and pulled out of the empty parking lot, the city still bathed in darkness. Glancing at the green lights on the dash he saw it was four am. He sighed and slowly made his way back to Echo Park.

Pushing open the back door he threw the keys onto the bench and looked up to see the kitchen completely empty. He went to go towards the basement when he saw the light in the living room on. Walking in he found everyone sitting on the floor, the television on, the volume turned down low.

"She's awake." He said softly and five sets of eyes landed on him.

"Is she okay?" Mia asked and Leon shrugged.

"She kicked me out, I didn't really have a chance to ask." He replied and turned around, leaving them to it as he walked down the dark stairs and continued to stumble into his room where he closed the door and flicked on the lights. Instantly he was hit with her smell, vanilla and coffee. Her black dress hung from the door of their closet, her yellow converses sitting beside the door and he couldn't help but wonder why she'd left without them.

There was a knock at the door and Vince eased it open.

"Hey man. The cops dropped this off earlier." He held out the duffle bag Nicola had packed in a hurry. "And this was on the floor in the car." He held out the tiny white gold ring and Leon felt his stomach drop. Reaching over he took the ring from his friends hand and looked down at it in awe. "She'll come 'round man. She can never stay mad at you." Vince smiled slightly and Leon shook his head.

"She's never packed her bags and left before." He replied and turned his back on Vince and put the ring down on the bedside table. "The car?"

"It's fucked man. They're towing it to the garage in the morning, but it's fucked." When Leon didn't acknowledge him Vince let out a loud sigh. "It wasn't your fault, Leon. We all fucked up."

"She might not get to walk again, let alone dance." Leon replied, ignoring Vince's words. "I have destroyed her life, V, I've lost everything. My girlfriend, my best friend, my baby. If anyone fucked up it was me. I should never have lied to her in the first place." He slumped down on the bed and fingered the bloody stain on his shirt.

"You did what you thought was right."

"How was it right, Vince? How is anything right anymore?"

With that he lay down on the bed and curled his knees up to his stomach, like he had when he was sick. He could see the corkboard hanging beside the closet, his drawings of her on pink paper stuck their, pictures of them together, a magazine article with a picture of a wedding dress and in the small corner was the sonogram of their five month old baby.

As he followed the tail lights of Doms black Honda Civic, Leon felt sick. He hadn't seen her, hadn't talked to her. She refused to see him. Everyone else came back and told him how worried she was about him but he couldn't go, she'd asked him to leave and he was going to respect her wishes for once. That was the least he could do.

Dom switched on the green neons below the cab and Leon heard his voice crackle over the radio.

"We all clear Leon?" Dom shouted.

"Yeah man." He replied as they pulled up alongside the freight truck. He'd only agreed to it because he needed the money to pay for Nicolas medical bills. But as he pulled up alongside the truck and saw the swaying of the trailer he wondered if he could time it perfectly so that he could hit the rubber tyres and it would be all over- the pain, the immense guilt. And as he considered spinning the wheel her voice invaded his thoughts like it always did.

"You don't think I would do anything for you? You really are fucked in the head. You're so stupidly blind sometimes Leon. You always think its you that has to earn my love, but I've always loved you."

To Be Continued

A/N: Okay don't hate me- the next lot will be up tomorrow. Get keen! And let me know if this totally sucked! REVIEW x