A/N: So this is the end of Bluebird. No action in this one – I think the characters deserve some peace. Sorry if it is not great – not great at fluffy stuff. But I tried. I hope you like this chapter!

'Are you sure we're meant to be here?' Marie asked as the pair approached the service elevator of the Eiffel Tower.

'Yes!' Phantom R replied. Then he paused. 'Well…no, but it doesn't matter. Nothing beats the view from the Eiffel Tower in the evening when there's no one else around to spoil it.'

They stepped into the elevator and rose up to the observation deck. The elevator was quite small.

The doors opened and they stepped out. They walked over to the railing and were immediately met with the breath taking view. The sky was lit with the orange and pink hues of the setting sun and Paris was just starting to light up.

Their hands were on the railing. They were touching.

'It's beautiful…' Marie whispered.

He smiled. 'Told you.'

They stared out in silence over the roofs of many houses, watching the sun go down. After a while, Marie looked back to him.

'What happened to the map and the Spring?' she asked.

'I think the police have taken charge of those.' Phantom R replied. 'No one's going anywhere near any of those without them knowing.'

Marie stared out into the distance again. 'That's good to hear.'

'It is.' he mused. 'Information like that could be dangerous in the wrong hands.' And there were plenty of wrong hands.

But he decided to stop that depressing train of thought.

'I've got you something.' he announced. Marie turned around in surprise and was met with the sight of Phantom R holding flowers out to her.

'I didn't know what colours you like,' he explained, blushing, 'but I figured you would like blue and white.'

She took them, going red as well. 'They're lovely. Thank you!' She looked up.

And paused as a sudden kindness in his eyes entranced her. Had that kindness always been there? Did he like her so much more that he initially let on?

He clasped her hands in his own and steeled himself for what he was about to say.

'Well, I guess I just want to say…' he trailed off. He couldn't lose his nerve now! There was no going back now that he had started. He continued.

'I just want to say I love you.' It was easier than he expected. After that sentence, all the words he could never find tumbled out.

'I always have. Even when I first saw you. Your kindness and beauty always struck me, and it kind of grew from there. Until now.'

He wondered where all that had come from.

'…And that sounded really cheesy.' he trailed off, mostly to himself. He looked at Marie nervously, wondering what she was going to say.

She smiled up at him, much to his surprise. 'I'm glad we feel the same way.' she replied. She stared out at the sunset, the sun nearly lost behind the buildings now.

'It's beautiful up here.' she continued. 'Even romantic. But you being here makes it a hundred times better.'

Brown eyes met blue, and a mutual agreement was made.

Their lips met.

(Scene Break)

Quite a crowd had amassed at the foot of the Eiffel Tower by now, the two at the top being noticed quite a while ago now. The situation was more than amusing for them, and many phones were out for pictures, videos and texting friends to come and see.

The disturbance had, of course, notified the police and a number of officers, led by Inspector Vergier and his daughter Charlie, were dispatched to take a look.

Nothing prepared them for what they saw.

The group stood frozen to the spot, staring at the suddenly interesting things, like the floor, or walls or each other, very awkwardly. That is, except Charlie, who was giggling uncontrollably and taking pictures on her phone as 'evidence' (although no one believed that for a second) which she may or may not have intended to send to her friends.

But none of that mattered to Raphael and Marie. For they had triumphed.

A/N: And so comes the end of this story, which I hope you enjoyed. Thank you to everyone who reviewed, followed, favourite or just took the time to read this story. You guys have been awesome!

And so on that note, thank you for reading, and goodbye!