I do not own any Assassin's Creed characters but I do own Moira Haywood.

February 1868

It felt like forever to Evie but it had only been a month since her father had fallen ill with pleurisy. Everyday seemed like a struggle for Ethan to get better and there was no sight of him improving. Evie now knew how Moira felt when she took care of her father. She barely slept, she had no appetite and was in a constant state of worry. Sure her and Jacob would trade off on watching him despite their father wanting them to leave him be. George would stop by almost every day so he could check on his friend. George had suggested to Moira to help keep Jacob and Evie's minds preoccupied while Ethan recovered.

Moira agreed with her mentor and wanted to take much of the burden off her best friend and fiance. Moira knew what they were going through and her heart broke for them. She would never wish anything like this upon anyone. Seeing a family member in distress and not being able to help them as they lay on their death bed could make any person feel useless. Moira did still have some hope that her mentor would get better but there was no guarantee since there was no cure for pleurisy. Medications and tonics would only slow the process but not eradicate it completely. Still, she put on a happy face for the people she loved. They were her family and she would support them no matter what.

Moira was downstairs with Evie in the kitchen while preparing their afternoon tea while George was tending to Ethan so the young Assassins would have a small break. Jacob was in town to grab more medication from the chemist per Moira's request. Moira did her best to keep the mood light and somewhat happy to raise Evie's spirit. Moira took note of Evie staring at her tea and hardly had a bite of her biscuits. Moira then placed a hand over Evie's to get her attention. Blue green eyes glanced up to see the worried look on her friend's face.

"Evie dearest, you must eat something," Moira pleaded.

Evie closed her eyes and slightly shook her head, "It's difficult, Moira..."

"Trust me, I know exactly how you feel," Moira said gazing down at her own tea cup but lightly squeezed Evie's hand, "I was the exact same with my father... I didn't feel like doing much but you were there to help pick up the pieces. I don't know what would have happened if I didn't have you or Jacob. I would have been driven mad from grief by now if it wasn't for your love and support."

Evie smiled lightly to herself and nodded, "You're right, Moira. I'm sorry."

"No need," Moira said, "I love you and just worry."

The front door then opened to signal Jacob's return from the apothecary. Moira got up from her seat to greet him. Jacob shimmied off his coat to put it on the rack then looked to see Moira approaching him, "Did you manage to get the tonic all right?"

"Right here," Jacob replied holding up the dense green bottle.

"Good, I'll give this to your father right now," Moira said taking the bottle, "Tea is ready. Please pour yourself some; you look cold."

"I will," Jacob said placing a kiss on her head.

He watched as Moira ascended the stairs then made his way towards the kitchen. Evie looked up at her brother to see he had a small scowl.

"What's wrong?" Evie asked.

"Bloke that sold me the tonic was a smug bastard," Jacob growled as he sat down, "Says that tonic will do nothing to help with father's condition."

Evie furrowed her brows and her tone matched her brother's, "He's not a doctor, he wouldn't know."

"Damn right," Jacob replied harshly.

Jacob then ran a hand through his hair as he leaned against the kitchen table. As much as he butted heads with his father, he would never wish death upon him. He still loved his father despite all the shit he put Jacob through. He then rubbed his eyes then pour himself a cup of tea. He also hated the fact that their father would barely let him or Evie into his room. Moira assured him that it was because Ethan didn't want his children to see him so sick and staying by the bedside of a sick beloved one was no way to spend your days.

'Weak bastard,' Jacob thought to himself, 'Already given up.'

After a few minutes, Moira came back downstairs to the kitchen which gained the attention of the twins.

"How is he, Moira?" Evie asked hopefully.

"Well, as soon as he took his tonic, he fell asleep," Moira replied sitting next to Jacob, "He's at least getting his rest so that's a good sign. Only time will tell... I'm just sorry I can't be much help."

"Moira, we are grateful that you are here to help take care of him," Evie reassured.

Jacob then grasped Moira's hand in his, "We really are, love. You have done so much."

Moira gave a weak smile then placed her other hand over Jacob's, "I just wish I could do more."

The day passed and the three young Assassins stayed close to each other. The air felt tense and it was as if something terrible was going to happen soon. They settled in the living room where Evie and Jacob decided to play a game of Blackjack to pass the time. Moira was tired and had fallen asleep against Jacob as she watched the twins play cards.

Evie drew a card with a sigh then looked at her brother, "What do you think will happen when father is gone?"

Jacob gritted his teeth slightly, "He isn't going to die, Evie."

She bit her bottom lip and gripped her cards tighter, "We don't know for certain about that..."

"I don't like the thought of losing him as much as you," Jacob said, "The only thing I can think of... is continuing his work in London."

"I don't know if George will let us, let alone the council," Evie mentioned.

Jacob only rolled his eyes, "Evie, we need to make our own path. If we don't stop listening to people telling us what to do, we're not going to get anywhere."

Evie glanced back down at her cards as she began to think about her brother's words. He wasn't wrong. She wasn't even sure if she would see London until she was Master Assassin would could be years from now. So what if the city was full of Templars and a tyrannical Grand Master? If she had her brother and best friend, then they would be a force not to be reckoned with.

"You're right... but right now we need to focus on father's recovery," Evie said.

Jacob knew that Evie was trying to avoid the subject but nodded. He knew his sister was upset and he didn't want to make it worse for her. He felt Moira shift a little and wrap her arm around his waist more while nuzzling his chest slightly. And here, his sweet fiancee was making their father's sickness her burden. She was going through this process again and wish she wouldn't worry so much. Although he understood that she felt the need to take care of him since she saw his father as her own after the night of their attempted elopement.

Moira then stirred while rubbing her right eye with the palm of her hand. She looked to see that Jacob and Evie were still playing cards, "Mmm, who's winning?"

"Me as usual," Jacob chuckled lightly while kissing the top of Moira's head.

"I'm not suprised," Moira yawned lightly as she nuzzled her face into Jacob's chest again, "What's the time?"

"Half past five," Evie answered as she looked at her pocket watch.

"I should start dinner and take your father his meal," Moira replied.

She placed a kiss on Jacob's cheek before getting up and heading towards the kitchen. Jacob watched her rub her eyes again until she disappeared from sight. He wished that Moira didn't make this her burden to bear. He felt terrible for not helping his fiancee like he should be.

After Moira had made dinner for everybody with Evie's help, Jacob had urged Moira to go home and sleep. Of course, he knew she was going to be stubborn especially since she said she was fine and that she wasn't tired. He told her otherwise and before she knew it, Jacob was escorting her home. As they were walking, he noticed that Moira moved a little sluggishly as they made their way down the cobblestone walkway. He was worried about her not sleeping well.

As they approached her door, Jacob turned to looked down at Moira, "I want you upstairs and in your bed, love. You need sleep."

"Yes, father," Moira huffed with a slight roll of her eyes.

"I mean it," he replied sternly, "You can barely keep your eyes open and you can't stand up straight. I'm worried about you."

"I'm more worried about you and Evie," Moira said, "I don't want you two to go through the same pain as I did with my father."

"We will be fine, Moira," Jacob reassured, "Evie and I have each other to make sure we stay on track. You shouldn't fret with this. You need rest."

"Jacob..." Moira tried to argue but locked her eyes with his to see the hint of worry in his eyes. She let out a soft sigh then nodded, "All right, I'll go rest. But if anything happens, please come get me."

"Thank you and I promise," Jacob replied kissing her forehead, "Off to bed."

Moira gave him a quick hug before entering her home. Jacob then began to make his way back home. He was starting to think about what Evie and him talked about earlier. What if their father did indeed pass soon, what would happen next? Would they stay in Crawley for the rest of their lives? They wouldn't be able to do much and the Templar problem would only grow in London. Who knows how far the Grand Master has reached in his plans to take over London and how much longer until the Templars have an iron fist in the world.

Those thoughts continued to run through his head even as he reached his home. He headed towards the stairs and up to his bed to sit down. Sleep didn't sound like a good idea so he laid in his bed awake. Something was nagging him at the back of his head that something was going to happen. Sure enough, Evie came into the room with a solemn look on her face and Jacob had a feeling he knew what she was going to say.

"Father is getting worse," Evie replied while biting her lip.

Moira had woken up the next morning and rubbed her eyes. She looked at her pocket watch to see that she was late to making breakfast for everyone. Moira scrambled out of bed and began to dress herself quickly. She felt completely stupid for oversleeping since she was usually very good about getting up on time. Although she had been taking care of her mentor for awhile to ensure his recovery so sleep wasn't much a priority to her.

Moira began to make her way towards the Frye's home with a basket of fresh bread and eggs that she figured would be a good hearty meal for everyone. She then approached the home and knocked on the front door. Moira stood there for a bit and began to wonder what was taking so long. She knocked on the door again and was soon greeted by Evie's reddened face. Moira's smile fell as she looked at her friend.

"Evie dearest, what is it?" Moira asked, already feeling like she knew the answer.

"Father is gone..." Evie sniffed, "He passed away in his sleep last night..."

Moira felt her chest constrict and dropped the basket only to bring Evie into her arms. Evie held Moira back in a constricting hug as she let out a few short sobs. Moira had tears slip from her eyes as she didn't want to believe that her mentor was gone. She didn't want to lose anymore people. She would have thought the brave and fierce Ethan Frye would die out in the field or of old age but not to a disease.

Moira pulled back to look at Evie, "Evie... I am so, so sorry I wasn't here to help..."

The elder Frye twin shook her head and held Moira tighter, "I am grateful you're here now... Jacob's run off and George is arranging the funeral."

"Jacob ran off? When?" Moira asked worriedly.

"Last night... a few hours after father passed..." Evie explained, "I thought he would be back this morning but he still isn't back..."

Moira frowned even more and wondered where Jacob could have gone to. She wanted to go look for him but she couldn't afford to leave Evie alone like this. In time, she knew Jacob would come back. Right now, she had to help Evie.

Moira rubbed her back then looked back at Evie, "I'll make you some breakfast, Evie dearest."

Moira then led Evie back into the house and towards the kitchen. As Moira made Evie breakfast, she kept an eye on the time only to wonder where Jacob could be still. She hoped that he was all right and that he wasn't off getting into trouble. Moira then brought a plate over to Evie and set it in front of her.

Evie looked up at Moira with a half smile, "Thank you, Moira."

"Of course," Moira said sitting next to her with her own plate, "Is there anything else that I can do for you? Anything at all."

Evie picked at her food a little then let a sigh escape, "Just you being here is helping."

Moira felt like Evie was trying to be strong for her. Though Moira wouldn't blame her for one bit if Evie broke down crying. She would never think of her being weak for letting out her emotions. Moira took a few bites of her food as she and Evie sat in silence. She tried to think of ways to help her best friend to some degree. When Moira mourned for her father, she locked herself away and didn't want anyone near her. She hated that she did it and knew that everyone just wanted to help her. Moira perked up with a small smile with an idea.

"After breakfast, why don't we go into town and take a stroll through the park?" Moira asked.

Evie glanced up to see her friend's smile. As much as she didn't want to leave the house, she knew what Moira was trying to do. She remembered she did this for Moira when her father passed away. Evie was grateful to have a caring friend like Moira to make sure she was happy and would stick by her side.

"That would be wonderful," Evie replied.

"Perfect!" Moira chirped, "We can go to the book shoppe and look at the newest books and I know that the bakery will soon have some beautifully decorated cakes. We should pick one up."

Evie chuckled lightly at her friend's enthusiasm and nodded, "Sounds perfect."

After they finished their breakfast, the female Assassins were on their way to town. Since spring was starting soon, the latest fashion adorned many of the windows along with more people strolling the streets to enjoy the warmer days. Moira was pleased to see that Evie was enjoying herself as they ran up to the different displays in the windows. Even though Moira was having fun, she still worried for Jacob. She had hoped to see him within the crowds but he was nowhere to be seen.

Even as she walked with Evie in the park, she continued looking around for any sign of Jacob. Still there was no sign of him and made her heart ache. She had a feeling he was somewhere else and upset from the tragic death of his father. She didn't want him to face this pain alone. She knew he needed time to himself like how she was with her own father but eventually she sought comfort from others. Jacob was there to pick up the pieces and she wanted to do that for her fiance.

Before heading back home, Evie agreed with Moira to pick up a cake so they could have it after dinner. As they both headed back towards home, Evie admitted to Moira that since Jacob was still not back that she didn't want to spend the night alone. Moira gladly extended an offer to Evie of staying the night at her home and that she would do up the guest room. Evie was grateful for Moira's kindness and agreed. Moira didn't like the thought of leaving Evie alone either.

Moira made a simple but delicious dinner for Evie and herself then enjoyed a piece of cake with some tea. Evie had decided to turn in early for the night to which Moira didn't blame her. Once Evie was comfortable and in bed, Moira cleaned up the kitchen and did the she was finished, Moira didn't feel like sleeping so she figured she would read a book by the fire. As she read, she skimmed over the words but her thoughts went back to Jacob. Was he all right? Did he get into another fight? Was he ganged up on and lying dead somewhere?

She shook her head from those thoughts. Jacob knew how to take care of himself. He was all right; she had no reason to worry. Though the worries still lingered at the back of her skull. Moira laid out on the sofa only to look at the flames dance in the fireplace. He would came back soon enough, she just knew it. Her eyes began to grow heavy as she continued watching fire start to ebb ever so slightly.

In Moira's tiredness, she swore she felt her cheek being caressed as lips pressed to her forehead. Moira's weary eyes began to open to glimpse at hazel eyes she loved so much. Realizing who they belonged to, she sat up and threw her arms around his neck to hold him tightly as if he would disappear. He then wrapped his arms around her to bring her tightly to him.

"Oh, Jacob," Moira breathed out, "Thank god, you're safe... We were so worried."

"I'm sorry for worrying you, Moira," Jacob replied as he rubbed her back gently and set his head on top of hers, "I didn't mean to upset you or Evie..."

Moira pulled back to gaze at him, "I am just happy you are all right and not hurt... I'm sorry..."

"For what?" Jacob asked giving her a confused look.

"I wasn't there to help you or Evie when your father passed," Moira explained, "I couldn't be there to console you both at the most dire time... just as you did for me. I couldn't do that for you..."

Jacob shook his head then joined her on the sofa but still held her, "Don't say that, Moira. You were there for both of us while father was getting worse. Just like Evie and I did for you, you did the same for us. You have done more than you realize, darling, and we are grateful to you."

He then let out a soft sigh, "I... I had left so I could clear my mind but didn't think of the consequences of my actions. I had to reflect on everything that has happened this last year. I have my doubts and my concerns for what unfolds for me. I have shed my tears for father but I need to look forward to the future."

Moira smiled tenderly while placing a hand on his cheek, "We'll move forward. All three of us and we will come out strong. You know that I will stay by your side no matter what."

Jacob smiled as he set his forehead on hers, "I also feel I should apologize to you, love, for taking responsibility for taking care of my father and helping Evie."

"Why do you say that?" Moira asked.

"You've taken a lot of the burden of caring for father and while we appreciate it, I felt like I let you carry a lot of it and I wasn't able to help," Jacob sighed, "I ran when I couldn't handle losing my father and I abandoned my sister when she needed me most. I feel I failed as a brother to her."

Moira locked her blue gaze with his, "Jacob, I wanted to lighten that burden for you and Evie. I wanted to lift that weight that was on you both so you didn't have to endure that pain I felt. I didn't want you two facing it alone. You didn't fail Evie as a brother. She loves you and worries for you. She will understand."

"Always know exactly what to say, love," Jacob replied running his hands along her back.

Moira pecked his lips lightly then looked into his eyes, "I want to ask you something."

"What is it?" he queried as he set his forehead against hers.

"With having to take care of your father and being busy with missions, we haven't had much time to plan the wedding..." Moira mentioned, "I was thinking... we get married sometime this next month."

"Are you sure that is what you want?" he asked, "We don't have much money at the moment."

"I realize that but it's all right," Moira said, "I don't want an extravagant wedding... something small would be just as wonderful."

"Is that what you truly want?" Jacob asked.

"Yes," Moira said with a nod, "A small ceremony with a few people to witness... it still means I will be bound to you forever as your wife."

"If that is what you want, Moira, then that is what I will give you," Jacob answered with a tender smile.

"But is it what you want as well?" Moira asked.

"Darling, if I could marry you right this second the way we are, I would do it in a heartbeat," Jacob said.

Moira smiled as a few tears nipped her eyes, "You certainly know how to make this girl feel special, Jacob Frye."

He chuckled lightly, "That's the idea."

Moira then pressed her lips to his in a gentle but passionate kiss. Jacob returned her kiss while caressing her sides. Moira pulled back from the kiss to gaze into his eyes.

"Stay with me tonight," Moira begged slightly.

"Of course, I will," he replied softly while placing a small kiss on her lips.

He then scooped Moira up into his arms to take her up towards her bedroom. As they both began to get ready for bed, Moira fixed up the sheets on her bed then dressed in her nightgown. As she was letting her hair down from her bun, she felt her fiance's strong arms snake around her waist from behind while placing kisses along her neck and shoulder. She shivered from his touches and kisses which was one of the things that drove her mad for this man. She turned to place her hands on his bare chest, gazing into his beautiful eyes. Jacob then brought her head to his chest to hold her tight, not wanting to let her go.

Moira could feel how much pain he was in right now. This was the exactly how she felt when her father passed away. She wouldn't let her lover be in this pain any longer. She nuzzled his chest while running her hands along his back. She wanted him to know she was here for him and that she wasn't going anywhere. Moira felt a few of his tears fall on her shoulder. She pulled back to wipe his stray tears away and kissed him softly. He kissed back deeper as he continued to hold her tighter against him.

This man was her everything. Her strength, her determination, her courage, her whole life. Without him she wouldn't be who she is now. She would probably still be a stuck up brat who thinks she knows everything and keep her face in her books. Jacob showed her what it was truly like to be alive and explore the world around her. He gave her his love and devotion to which she was grateful.

Moira pulled away from him to gaze into his eyes and placed a hand on his cheek to wipe away a stray tear on his cheek, "No matter what, I will stay by your side, Jacob. Until death do us part, I vow to protect and love you."

Jacob kissed her palm before taking her hand into his, "And I will stay by you, love you and protect you until my last breath."

He picked her up bridal style to place her onto the bed then laid next to her. Moira cuddled close to him while letting her nails stroke along his chest. Jacob rubbed her back lightly as he placed soft kisses on her head and letting his fingers scratch along her scalp. Moira let out a content sound and closed her eyes as she was being held by her lover like this. She felt herself grow even more tired from his touches and hearing his heart beat in his chest.

"Moira," Jacob said softly.

"Mmm?" Moira hummed tiredly, "Something wrong?"

"Do you think I'll be a good father when we have our own children?" Jacob asked with a tint of worry in his voice.

Moira smiled while nuzzling his chest, "Of course, our children will have the best father. I know you will love and cherish them as they will for you. They will be lucky to have someone so kind, brave and free spirited as their father."

"Do you mean that?" Jacob asked as his fingers ceased caressing her hair.

"Promise, darling," Moira murmured softly, "You will be absolutely wonderful."

She then felt Jacob hold her closer to him and placed a lingering kiss on her forehead, "Thank you, Moira. I love you so much."

"I love you too," Moira whispered as she buried her face into the crook of his neck, "more than you will ever know."

She began to fall asleep to him scratching the back of her scalp and feeling the warmth of his body. A smile spread across her lips as she felt him take her hand into his that was resting on his chest to intertwine their fingers. He place another kiss on her forehead before resting his head against hers.

The next morning, Moira stirred then opened her eyes to see Jacob was still peacefully asleep beside her. Smiling gently, she brushed some of his hair away from his face before placing a light kiss on his lips. She was relieved that her fiance was safe and that she was able to be there for best friend. Moira placed a kiss on Jacob's forehead before slipping out of bed to make breakfast for everyone.

As she was beginning to make breakfast, Moira heard footsteps approaching the kitchen then looked to see Evie entering. Moira gave her a tender smile before approaching her.

"How did you sleep, Evie dearest?" Moira asked.

"I was up for a bit but managed to fall asleep and sleep well," Evie answered.

"I'm glad," Moira said, "Would you like a cup of tea?"

"Please, that would be lovely," Evie said.

Moira nodded and went to put the kettle on the stove. She continued to make breakfast and figured it would be a good idea to wake Jacob up soon so he could eat and have a cup of tea. As she found a good spot in her cooking to go get Jacob, she turned only to see Jacob enter the kitchen. Evie noticed the other presence then looked to see it was her brother. Letting out a sigh of relief and got up to hold her brother close. Jacob wholeheartedly held his sister back while kissing the top of her head.

"I was so worried about you!" Evie sniffed, "You just ran off without a word!"

"I know, Evie, and I'm so sorry for putting you through that when I should have been a good brother and be with you..."Jacob murmured while holding her tighter.

"I am just relieved that you are safe..." Evie replied while pulling back slightly to look up at him with eyes.

"Same to you..." Jacob said, "I know what I must do now since father is gone... and especially to move forward with you and Moira."

"I want nothing else, brother," Evie answered with a smile and misty eyes.

Jacob smiled back and held Evie close to him. Evie greatly held him tight, so happy that her brother was back home. Evie then pulled away only for her nose to scrunch in dissatisfaction, "What's that smell?"

The twins then looked over at the stove that was smoking. Moira looked at her cooking and screeched. She had been so caught with the twins reconciling with each other that she had forgotten about breakfast cooking. Moira turned off the stove and moved the pan to another hot plate.

"Ohno..." Moira whined, "I am so sorry... I really wanted to make this special for you both..."

"Don't be too hard on yourself, Moira," Evie replied with a chuckle, "Besides, it's not bad like Jacob's cooking. Actually, yours smells better."

Moira giggled at the smile on the elder Frye's face and the glare on her fiance's face. She loved these two more than anything. She didn't know how her life would have turned out without them. She never wanted to think that. She the decided to step in the middle of their little dispute.

"Since I burned breakfast, why don't we all go out to have breakfast and enjoy the day?" Moira suggested still feeling a little embarrassed.

"That's a wonderful idea," Evie piped up.

Jacob then looked at Moira, "Perfect, we haven't been able to do that in a long time."

They all had gotten ready and headed into town with smiles on their faces. The three Assassins were cheerful and joking with each other. They continued their high spirited conversation even while having their breakfast. Evie had poured them all another cup of tea then looked up to see Jacob reach for Moira's hand and hold it. A smile had graced Moira's lips as she intertwined her fingers with his. Evie smiled to herself as she mixed sugar into her tea.

"So..." Evie started, "Where do we go from here?"

The couple then looked at the elder Frye twin to address her question. Moira lightly squeezed Jacob's hand and remembered back to their conversation that they had last night. Before Moira could speak, Jacob started.

"Well... for right now," Jacob began, "Moira and I have agreed to marry within the month. We don't want to wait any longer."

Moira nodded, "It's true. I want something small that only a few friends can come to."

Evie nodded in understanding, "I don't blame you especially with all that has gone on."

"Between everything that has happened, I haven't had much time to plan for the wedding and I don't want anything extravagent."

"I'm still your maid of honor, right?" Evie joked with a chuckle.

Moira giggled, "Of course. No one else could fill that part."

Evie continued to chuckle, "Be interesting to see George as your maid of honor and in a dress."

Jacob and Moira then laughed at what the elder Frye twin said as Evie smiled as she drank from her tea. She felt content right now and not thinking about what has gone on the last month. She was here, spending time with her brother and her best friend. Seeing them so happy together made Evie smile. Though things seemed bleak now, she still had the two people she cared about most in the world.

The three Assassins looked up at the night sky to see all the stars twinkling above. Jacob and Moira had decided to bring Evie to their secret spot so they could watch the stars together. Moira sat in between Jacob and Evie, taking in their presence. She glanced at the twins on either side of her, thinking how far she has become as a person. Evie, her best friend in the entire world, was always there to listen and be her support. The elder twin knew how to cheer her up and always listened to her while giving great advice. She treasured Evie as her closest friend.

Moira then turned her gaze to look at Jacob and could feel her heart melt. Jacob, her beloved fiance that she loved so much. She never thought she would ever fall in love with him let alone form any friendship with him. Jacob had opened her eyes to what the world could really be like instead living in her fantasies. He also showed her what love could be like unlike Talbot who only blinded her. Jacob proved time and time again that he cared for her deeply and even willing to run away and get married so that she wouldn't live an unhappy life.

"You know," Moira piped up and the twins looked at her, "I just know that the three of us will go far."

Evie smiled gently at her friend's words, "I agree. We will bring a brighter future to the people of London."

"We'll give those Templars what for and show them who is boss," Jacob replied confidently.

Moira giggled slightly then gave Evie a kiss on the cheek and took her hand in hers, "I know I can do anything with you both by my side."

She then kissed Jacob's cheek and held his hand in her free one, "Because as long as I have the people I care about, I will keep fighting."

"The feeling is mutual, Moira," Evie said setting her head on Moira's shoulder.

"Wouldn't have it any other way, darling," Jacob said kissing the top of her head.

Moira closed her eyes as a light smile spread across her lips as she was enjoying the night with the twins who brought joy into her life. As long as they stayed together, they would come out strong against any adversary. She was grateful to them both and would never give them up for anything.

A/N: And that wraps it up for the story and leads straight to "Vows and Unities in London." I am extremely sorry for the late update but life has been extremely hectic lately. I hope that you all enjoyed this story about how Moira had met Jacob and Evie. I do plan to post one last chapter with Jacob and Moira before wrapping up their love story. Thank you all to have read this and left reviews and feedback. I do appreciate it very much. Also, I will be going through my other stories here to tweek them a bit and bring them up to date so keep and eye out for that. But for right now, thank you for reading this story!