A/N: I'm pretty sure I wasn't the only with Finals…..sorry but Enjoy the final chapter, *stretches* here I go.

Ignatius stirred in his bed, he couldn't sleep (it could have been because every person in his house was "getting it on").

He lied on his back and stared at the ceiling.

"Arianna…" he mumbled the name of his wife.

"A one track mind like always!"

Ignatius darted up from the bed, looking around to find the source of the voice he had just heard.

"Show yourself!" he growled at the darkness.

Out of the darkness emerged his deceased friend.

"Romulus!" exclaimed Ignatius.

Romulus grinned

"Yes it is I your beloved friend-what are you doing?" he asked as he noticed his friend fidgeting around him.

"You're a ghost…" he said trying to stick his hand through his chest.

"Stop that!" whined Romulus swatting Ignatius' hand away.

"Sorry…" he gulped wide-eyed. "Umm…Arianna wouldn't happen to be with you…." He mumbled.

Romulus sighed "Listen old friend-"he began but Ignatius interrupted.

"She's not. Okay well I'm going to bed now good night."

Romulus groaned "Ignatius you have to stop this…this obsession. You need to understand that people come and go. You abandoned your only two sons in Germany to fend for themselves."

"Go away" said Ignatius his voice muffled by the pillows.

"Oh how the mighty have fallen…" sighed Romulus.

"Listen to me" said Romulus pulling the sheets off of Ignatius.

"You've been given a second chance here, and you've been coming close to wasting it"

Ignatius sat up to look at him.

"I know you're scared that she wont forgive you….or are you scared of finally accepting that you will never see her again?"

Ignatius glared at his friend.

"Hey" said Romulus defensively "Haven't you realized that things always have a way of coming back to you?"

Ignatius frowned then he sighed.

"Ignatius my friend, all I'm asking is for you, who is still alive, to live."

Something clicked in Ignatius' mind.

"You must hate me so much…."

"Hmm?" said Romulus raising an eye brow

"You who died…and have always longed for your grandchildren…you must be disgusted by me who just abandoned my children."

Romulus began to chuckle.

"You don't understand. I'm perfectly happy watching over my grandchildren from above. I can always come and visit them when they really need me. It is true I would have liked to been alive for a lot of the things I've seen them go through but none the less, I like seeing them happy. Don't you think Arianna would want to see you happy?"

Ignatius nodded slowly but he was still unhappy "How can I undo almost ten years of damage?" he asked.

"You have the rest of your life to fix this, you can't just keep avoiding it…I'm not going to lie old friend this wont be easy but as long as you and your family are willing to try and put the family back together then there will be progress made"

"You really think so?" he asked.

Romulus nodded.

"Then do you think Arianna will visit me-like you are right now?"

"If I could smack you I would" glared Romulus.

"No…just so I know that she has forgiven me…." He mumbled.

"Maybe she was never mad at you…anyways, take my advice and start living. Try not to think about Arianna too much at least not the unhealthy amount you've been doing for the past nine years."

"Yeah…thank you Romulus….thank you so much"

Romulus grinned. "Now go live Ignatius" He winked as he began to vanish "Also you'll find that the care taker of the graveyard has a very beautiful assistant.

Ignatius chuckled "Oh Romulus I bet even in heaven he still hits on women" He turned on his bed and fell asleep soundly.

Ludwig stared lovingly at Feliciana as she slept peacefully, nuzzled on his bare chest.

He was so happy.

"Ah would you look at that-the saint finally defiled my grand daughter"

Ludwig gasped and looked around the room to see none other than Romulus Vargas.

Ludwig went pale "M-Mr. Vargas…? " He asked a bit frightened. One he was a ghost, second he was caught in bed with his grand daughter.

Romulus went from a stern look to an amused one.

"Had you going there for a second huh boy" he laughed "I haven't seen her this happy in such a long time"

Ludwig took a sigh of relief but then Romulus then got serious and right in front of Ludwig's face.

"But you better take good care of her!" he stated.

Ludwig gulped and nodded "Yes sir" he did want the mans approval.

Romulus smiled "Alright then. Anyways I came here to tell you to not be so hard on your father. He is going to try really hard to be a better person so, don't make it harder on him"

Ludwig had a solemn expression but then he gave Romulus a sincere smile then he looked at Feliciana.

He imagined how painful it would have been to lose her, and understood the pain his father must be going through, one should never lose their soul mate.

"I found my happiness. He should find his, I wont stand in the way of that."

"You are a good boy. I'm proud of you. Well good bye, I'll watch over all of you."

And Romulus vanished once more.

Lovino had been working hard to make the mansion seem less abandoned as he had just moved in. His sister hadn't really taken care of the place.

He was in the middle of dozing off on the couch when he received a visitor.

"Hello Lovino"

Lovino drowsily opened his eyes to meet his grandfathers.

"Grandpa!" he exclaimed sitting up.

"Hello my little Lovi! You've grown up so much!" he said hugging him and cuddling him.

Lovino was still in shock "Grandpa…" he mumbled.

Eventually he found his words "Wha—why-how…" Well he kind of found his words.

"Oh I was just visiting people and decided to stop by and see you and let you know I'm so proud of you"

Lovino's eyes began to sting.

"Proud…" he asked. "Is it because I came back to live with Feliciana?"

"Well…yes but I mean beforehand"

"Eh?" he said

"You went off on your own and started your own business. Which is what I wanted you to do in the first place"

"What really?" he asked astonished.

Romulus looked at him sympathetically. "I know you were mad when you found out I left the business to Feliciana, but I wasn't alive long enough to let you know that I wanted you to start your own business. Which you did all on your own."

He smiled. "I knew that was one of your lifelong worries. I knew you thought that you weren't good enough for a business. I just came to let you know that it is not true, I always believed in you, and that I'm always watching over you"

And Romulus vanished once more.

Lovino sat in the couch wide eyed and tears streaking his face.

"Thank you grandpa…"

The next morning everyone woke up early to go to the cemetery. Everyone was silent, as they awaited Ignatius to come down the stairs.

"Eliza and I are going to go see Old Fritz, grave first" said Gilbert.

Ludwig looked at him oddly, since his first priority should be to see their mother's grave.

"Don't give me that look! We all wouldn't even be here if it weren't for me. He deserved our respect and you are free to join us if you wish."

Ludwig sighed, he was fine with visiting Old Fritz first but how would their father feel about it?

"I agree with Gilbert" said Ignatius as he came down the stairs.

"The way you speak about this man, he surely does deserve a lot of my gratitude."

Gilbert nodded and stood up taking Eliza's hand on the way.

"Come on then let's get going"

Everyone else stood up and followed the couple out the door.

Ignatius was the last to step out, as he turned and gave the living room a longing look. It had been replicated so perfectly, happy memories skipped through his mind.

"I can't live in the past anymore" he murmured to himself "Goodbye Arianna. I love you so much" and he closed the door.

This was such a serious moment.

Gilbert was heart broken over the loss.

Eliza squeezed his hand and when he finally looked at him she gave him heartwarming smile.

Gilbert relaxed a bit, he liked having Eliza there, this situation felt easier with her.

Gilbert sighed as they passed Old Fritz house. "I wonder if his family is there…though he never really spoke about his family…"

"Would you like to stop by and check Gil?" asked Eliza.

Gilbert looked like he was in turmoil, he sighed. This man meant a lot to Gilbert.

Ignatius went up to his son.

"You go ahead and just meet us at the cemetery" and walked ahead of him.

Gilbert stood still "That's the most empathetic I've ever seen him…" he sighed "Come on let's make it a quick visit"

Eliza nodded and followed.

"Vater are you sure about letting Gilbert stray off like that?" asked Ludwig.

Ignatius turned to him "He has made enough sacrifices, let him have what he wants for a bit"

Ludwig nodded "Ja"

"So were this man-old Fritz and your mother buried in the same cemetery?" asked Feliciana.

"Yes it's a really big graveyard. Almost three miles…maybe larger…"

Feliciana groaned she didn't like the idea of walking so much.

Ludwig nudged her, he looked a bit embarrassed as he said "Let me know if you get tired, I don't mind carrying you" he was so shy he didn't even want to look at her.

Feliciana looked so happy "Veee…" she nodded happily although still a bit shy.

She was happy, she had her Ludwig and she had a true friend waiting for her at home.

"Oh Sakura must be really worried about us…." She said suddenly.

"She'll understand" said Ludwig.

Feliciana nodded and hugged Ludwig's arm lovingly "Siiii" she said.

Ignatius sighed as all this occurred behind him, and did his best to ignore it.

Ludwig could tell his father was struggling and decided to remain as quiet as possible. Feliciana understood when he made a suggestion to his father.

"Gilbert told me Old Fritz's grave was closer, can we stop by there first?"

Ignatius immediately said "Yes son, that makes a lot more sense!" and headed towards the direction of Old Fritz's grave as Feliciana eyed him with pity.

"Don't worry" whispered Ludwig to her "He is making a lot of progress in one day, this is a natural response"

She only nodded.

When the trio reached the grave their jaws dropped.

Old Fritz's grave was vandalized!

"Who could've done this!" exclaimed Ludwig angrily.

Even though Feliciana couldn't read German she understood that the things written on the grave were not kind.

Ignatius began to fume as well. "Could you kids go find the caretaker? The paint looks fresh and we may still be able to wash it off!"

The pair nodded and ran off.

While Ignatius was alone with the grave and he began to speak.

"Fredrick…" he began, as he read the name on the grave. "You don't deserve this who would vandalize your memory so horridly? Anyways I came here to thank you for taking care of my sons…I…I" Ignatius couldn't speak the poor man was in so much pain.

"Are you okay?" spoke a gentle voice

Ignatius felt all the blood on his body race to his head.

"That…that voice…it can't be…"

His eyes were stinging and his heart was breaking.

He couldn't look at the person speaking. His knees collided with the ground.

"Sir!" exclaimed the voice in a worried tone.

"Don't touch me!" he yelled as he felt the person approach his body.

He began to sob.

The source of the voice sighed "Yes, I understand dealing with loss is hard. I'm sorry you're going through so much pain…but I mean we all meet up in the afterlife. All good things come back to us and whe-"

Ignatius half sobbed half laughed "when you love something let it go. If it doesn't come back it was never yours in the first place"

The person remained quiet.

"Yes. Have you relaxed a bit Sir?"

"I'm a horrible unforgivable person" began Ignatius

"My heart…is hurt….I don't know if I can handle this" he said

"Death is hard to accept" began the voice "but-" again Ignatius was interrupted.

"No" he said getting up from the ground but staring at his feet. "I don't know if I can bear to look at you…"

"Why can't you?"

"if you are not who I want you too be…then I don't know if I can handle the heart ache…but if you are then.." he was unable to finish his sentence through his sob's

"Sir…you don't seem…" began the voice, but it trailed off.

Ignatius heard footsteps approaching. He was about to run off since he didn't want his son to see him so anguish.

When the voice gasped and spoke the name of his youngest son.

Ignatius felt like his heart had traveled all the way to his ears as he gave into temptation to look at the persons face.

He looked into the gracefully aged face, of Arianna his wife.

By this point, Ludwig and Feliciana had already reached the pair along with the cemetery caretaker.

"Oh dear!" exclaimed the caretaker "Sophia, could you come and help me?"

The woman remained frozen, as she stared into Ignatius' eyes.

"Ig…Ignatius…" she stuttered.

Ignatius quickly embraced the woman.

"I am an awful, unforgivable man…but please god! Please! Allow me this luxury" he begged as his grip on the woman tightened.

"Sophia? Are you okay?" as the caretaker worried.

Ludwig was in shock, painful memories coming back to him. He approached the pair.

The woman's eyes were wide and flooded with tears as they focused on Ludwig.

"Mutti…" he said entranced by the woman as he began wrapping his arms around the pair.

Feliciana could not contain her tears; Ludwig's mother had been alive this whole time….but what happened?

She didn't bother with the questions as the caretaker approached her next.

"Young lady, what's happening?" he asked her.

"That's his wife and his mom" she croaked choking on her words.

"Oh Sophia…" said the caretaker "you finally found your identity."

As the care taker finished his sentence, Gilbert and Eliza arrived at the seen. Gilbert was sporting a nice black eye and a bloody lip, yet a proud expression. Behind them followed an incredibly old woman and a young man around Gilbert's age who was far more injured than he.

"Hey what did the awesome me miss?" he asked out loud.

Both Ignatius and Ludwig separated themselves from Arianna revealing her to Gilbert who quickly fell on his knee's as he stared at her face which was followed by Elizabeta's gasp.

"How…?" he uttered.

"Hello Gilbert" sniffled Arianna attempting to smile.

Gilbert quickly stood up and darted towards the woman.

"Mutti! It really is you!" he cried.

Much like Feliciana Eliza couldn't contain her tears.

"How?" sobbed Elizabeta.

The young man that was terribly bruised scoffed.

"You dragged me all the way here for this?" he said in a rude tone of voice.

Out of no where Elizabeta pulled out her frying pan "Don't make me hurt you again" she said in a sickly sweet tone.

"Yes ma'am" said the man in cowardly tone.

The old woman chuckled "This is the type of discipline you need Wilhelmine! Now clean up the mess you created of your uncle's grave!" she demanded.

"Ja…" muttered Wilhelmine angrily.

"Alright "said the caretaker "While he is doing that, let us all go into my cabin for a nice chat"

No one argued and they followed the caretaker inside.

Once inside the caretaker served drinks for everyone and sat down with a serious expression.

"So Arianna was it?" he asked the crowd.

Everyone nodded, except for the old woman.

"She wandered into my cemetery a few months after the fire of your house sir." He told Ignatius.

"Although it was apparent she had a head injury, the poor woman had no idea where she was or who she was…I couldn't just leave her. Having a spare room I housed her for free if she'd help me around the cemetery."

"It's natural she didn't remember anything" said Ludwig with a struggle "She got shot on the head…" he said unable to look at anyone but his grip tightened on Feliciana so he could relax.

"Oh so that's what happened…" mumbled the caretaker.

"Vati…how could you not check if she was alive?"

Ignatius sighed "I wanted to get away from the corpse as soon as I could. I didn't want to stay; I left as soon as I could. I also had a grave for her and paid any hospital bills that I received. I didn't want to hear any news regarding my loved one…."

Arianna spoke next "Every time I went to the market I always heard people talk about this zombie type woman. It became a bit of a legend around the town. 'A woman who died saving a life just got up and walked away as if she were a alive' Nobody wanted to stop a newly risen corpse."

"I see" said Ignatius in a broken voice, looking for a distraction Ignatius turned to his oldest son.

"Gilbert do you mind telling me why you fought that boy Wilhelmine?" he asked "And how was he able to land a punch on you?"

The old woman laughed.

"Oh don't worry your son didn't lay a hand on my poor excuse of a nephew. This young lady here on the other hand didn't mind it so much"

Eliza blushed "Well you see" she squeaked nervously "Wilhelmine hit Gilbert first with no warning and on impulse I hit him…a lot…."

"Don't worry Vatter I was probably the one who broke his nose when he tried hitting Elizabeta…" he told him.

"Why would he hit you?" asked Arianna.

The old lady answered this one "Because my husband left all his riches to your son" she said "He recognized him as a smart hardworking young man. My nephew expected some inheritance but he received nothing so out of spite he vandalized my husband's grave and attempted to fight your son."

"My son…" said Arianna in a loving motherly tone.

"You've both grown so much…I can't believe I missed it…" she wiped away some tears but eventually began to cry on Ignatius shoulder.

"It's okay mutti, we are all together now…." Said Ludwig uneasily as he looked at his father, who simply nodded.

"I want to hear everything…please tell me what I've missed in the past nine years…."

Everybody gulped.

"Is something the matter?" she asked.

Ignatius sighed "I'm just an awful person Arianna; I've done an unforgivable action…"

"What was it?" asked Arianna beginning to worry.

"But we forgave him!" added Gilbert quickly and Ludwig nodded as well.

"I haven't forgiven myself yet…" said Ignatius "I abandoned our sons here in Germany. For years I knew nothing about them….for nine years Gilbert took care of Ludwig…I…I was absent…I was Horrible Arianna! I can't ever forgive myself for doing this!"

Arianna looked at Ignatius with pity and reached out to grip his shoulder.

"We are still a family no matter haw far apart we are." Said Arianna

"What?" said Ignatius.

"Basically, you're stuck with us Ignatius. You cannot push us away anymore. You can't keep living in the past" she caressed his face.

"You are legitimately sorry. If you'd stop apologizing so much you'd realize that we have already forgiven you" she stood up and took both of his hands.

"Now let's go home" she turned to look at everyone "All of us."

A/N: Alright The End (except for the epilogue which is coming soon!) Please review! I've been so busy but I wanted to finish it.

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