Author's Note: HUGE thank you to Auntie Shara for his help with all the vampire lore that I only barely used because I'm a lameo, but I think it worked out! YAY!

This is the last chapter of this story! Thanks for hanging out with me!

Love you!

*Happy All Hallows Eve*

The next night, Kevin woke up feeling like his body was on fire, but also cold.

And everything was upside down.

He honestly didn't know how he got perched at the top of the canopy of Eddward's bed, the haze of what happened last night was fading and he couldn't make out anything except he knew the man he came to help loved him and he would never leave his side because he loved him, too.

But hunger was more powerful than anything and he weakly fell to the bed, cradling Eddward as he did so.

Oof.

And now you know why I sleep in this bed

But I swear I've never seen you sleep upside down!

No matter how soft the bed was, a six foot fall is not comfortable. Especially when you land on your head.

Practice, my dear.

Show me!

I will.

And he did.

Over dinner, Prince Marion granted Kevin and Eddward all the basic rights and privileges of life mates in the clan, and told Kevin to not rush anything.

It wasn't until spring that everyone figured out what he meant.

An elder vampire turning someone so young was bound to bring up permanent feelings, and despite the promises they made to each other across space and time during Kevin's change, the redhead wanted a name change, ring, and a wedding.

And he wanted them, like, yesterday, but NOW works, too!

"We have eternity, Kevin," Eddward would say over and over again and Kevin wondered what the heck was wrong.

Nearly everyone in the Rockwell and Vincent clans would quickly marry once the Prince approved of the relationship.

Edd and Eddward's parents were married on the spot by the Prince himself as soon as he granted his cousin his approval of joining her sarcastic and sassy, moody clan with the dark, brooding Rockwells under the Marion name.

It was a grand business venture to say the least as both sides had plenty of money and land to move around between them, but love was there.

So much love...

Kevin was sure there might have been tomes of paperwork involved because Edd was always shoving something under Kev's nose to sign, but if they had eternity, why not just get the important thing out of the way now and let the paperwork fall where it may?

Namely in a fire because Kev was exasperated by it all.

"Vampires have killed the rainforest," he would complain as he spent many an evening signing another piece of eternity away while Edd read and organized more paperwork in front of a low fire, a glass of whatever the small raven had caught that night sustaining them through the tedious project.

But Edd wasn't Eddward and something was holding his man back.

When they would sleep, he saw nothing but a peaceful yellow house in Eddward's conscience.

When they made love he felt nothing but love.

Still…

When faced with eternity, you want to do things right.

Your second chances aren't really that when you have forever, just another turn to see what insanity feels like.

And the last thing Eddward wanted to do was slip paperwork under his lover's nose for the next 500 or so years.

He gave his man his reassurances as he ran back and forth between Paris and Nice in France, Montreal, Peach Creek, and Lemon Brook.

It took him 150 years, but the day the ring was removed from the forge in Dublin, he finally felt that his father's soul was at peace.

The night he came home was like any other warm fall night.

The Indian Summer was holding on in their cool mountain home, and their friends were in town to take a much needed breather from their busy lives in their small hometowns.

I'm home.

About time! What's up?

I have something for you…

Three very loud taps resounded on the main window to his study and he let a large red bat into the space, snickering as Kevin fell off the ledge to the window, over a small bookshelf, and onto the floor as he turned back into himself.

"I'm ok!" He grinned as he popped up and Eddward laughed. "I swear to God, I'll never get used to that!"

"I see," Eddward chuckled as he was pulled into a needed hug. "Sit."

Kevin spun him around to his desk chair and scampered to the other side. When he sat down, Eddward pulled a large file, about five inches thick, and a small white ring box out of his briefcase.

"It's all I have," he said quietly. "And I want to share it with you."

When Kevin opened the file, he saw that it read like a business report.

Concerning The Estate of The Rockwell Clan

As Governed by Prince Marion of Paris, France

Eddward Marion Rockwell, Lord and Executor

Eddward poured him a glass of unmated buck to sip on while he read the file, then busied himself with checking the business of life that happened while he was away.

A moonless, but star filled sky looked down on them when Kevin was finally done reading the file.

Eddward felt a cool hand tug his right hand away from the keyboard he was hunched over and when Kevin held it to his lips, he nodded.

Ready?

God, yes.

The slice from Kevin's tooth didn't hurt, but he had to stay himself.

Feeling Kevin taste him usually lead to them falling from somewhere up high, to something soft below the next night, so to say that now wasn't the time, was a bit of an understatement.

"Your turn," Kevin teased as he wiggled the fingers of his right hand in Eddward's face and the elder caught Kevin's finger in the gap in his teeth with a predatory grin that Kevin answered with a smirk.

Focus.

You focus!

Eddward willed himself from going for the beautiful blue vein in Kevin's slightly freckled neck and sliced his finger as per the instructions at the end of the file.

By blood signature, Eddward Marion Rockwell and Kevin Anthony Barr resolve for eternity to share in all of the privileges and responsibilities of a life united in Clan Rockwell as joint leaders, serving and being served, side by side.

A blood signature required a drop of blood from the index finger of your right hand, but considering that both of their names were on the document, the blood needed to be mixed and quickly signed with a hawk quill first by the blood clan member, and then their spouse, betrothed, or ghoul depending upon the document.

Despite the slightly orgasmic blood draw, the signing was a bit anticlimactic.

"That's it?" Kevin whined when Eddward filed the document away to be sent to Paris and Prince Marion first thing the next night.

When Eddward pointed to the box still on the desk, Kevin peered at in mild surprise.

"Don't I always bring you back something?" Eddward grinned and Kevin rolled his eyes.

He's gotten three boats fishing boats, four yachts, a half a dozen castles scattered throughout Europe, dozens of motorcycles, and just as many cars and trucks, too, from Eddward's trips away and even more bracelets, watches, furniture, and clothes.

The candy company the Rockwell's ran kept them well taken care of, but all Kevin ever really wanted was Eddward.

When he opened his gift, he finally saw that Eddward wanted him, too.

In the small box, set against red satin, was a black steel ring inlaid with an emerald from Iran. But the protective embossing of Celtic knots above the emerald, united by a fleur-de-lis in the center of the ring, gave him a protective covering not unlike when Eddward was in his arms, except this was just for him.

Misty green met soft blue.

I…

This is all I have.

I just want you.

Instantly, Eddward was in his lap, the tears on the raven's face being covered in kisses and I love yous.

"I should have asked you this 150 years ago," Eddward said quietly once he calmed down. "But will you spend the rest of your life with me, however short or long that may be?"

"Hmm."

Eddward felt a soft something land on his head and cocked an impressive brow at Kevin's ability to have some control over some of his powers.

He pulled the small black box off of his head, opened it, and laughed til he cried.

And then he just sobbed.

Nestled in crushed blue velvet, set in black steel, a band of blue sapphire glimmered against a small rim of mother of pearl on either side of it.

"How long?!" He cried and Kevin took his chin into his hand as he whispered, "One hundred and forty nine years."

I…

I love you.

Stay.

Always.

There was no ceremony, they just traded rings and kisses in Eddward's study til midnight and Nazz called for a midnight snack before she went on her first real patrol of the night and Kevin flew into the kitchen to demand cake and show off his new ring.

The silly apparition that was his mother rattled her rosary in much relief and Eddward nearly pulled her back from The Great Beyond to chide her about her teasing, but St Peter whisked her away and told him to stay out of Heavenly Affairs.

"What?! Like it's hard?!" He yelled into the ceiling Alma Barr disappeared into and Kevin couldn't help himself.

I'll show you what's hard.

What?

"I hate you," Eddward groaned as he shook his husband's red hot mind off of himself and Rolf insisted that he bless them before Kevin did that again so they could do it as God and humanity intended.

"But we're not human!" Kevin protested to the shaman who was having none of it.

"Promise me and everyone here that you'll kill each other first before you ever consider parting ways," Rolf said seriously as he tapped them both three times on the head with his walking staff.

"I kinda think we have to," Kevin muttered and Kev nodded.

"Section 65.2.3-7 of the Marital Contract states that you have to have a saber duel as a last resort before going before the Rites and Rituals Council to ask that your relationship be undone. First to draw blood is free," the smol redhead sighed having memorized certain sections of the file Kevin had gotten in one fell swoop because Edd kept remembering that he had more to add to their paperwork before it was all truly done.

Eddward made a mental note to just let him copy he and Kevin's file so the poor man's left hand could take a break.

"PROMISE!" Rolf said as he gave them each a solid whack on the head.

"We promise!" Eddward pouted as he rubbed his now sore noggin that Kevin smooched as he shoved the satisfied shaman away.

"Excellent," the shaman said with finality. "Where's the cake?"

"I'm going to be single forever," Marie said firmly before knocking back a shot of Lee's best fermented gruel and Nazz laughed til she cried.

"Good luck with that!" She giggled before kissing the newlyweds goodnight and skipping out of the kitchen.

"Stay out of the stables, Nazz!" Kevin called after her.

"I make no promises!" She yelled back and Marie shook her head.

"That girl crazy."

Eddward cocked a brow at his own crazy lady and she shrugged.

"Time to go be a creature of the night," she announced and Sarah and Jimmy skipped after her to see what the rest of their day was going to bring.

Kevin drew his love into a hug as the rest of their friends and family buzzed around them with their own plans, life moving on.

A small cake was produced and Ed ate half of it while Kevin and Eddward took to the skies.

There was a small hideaway that only they knew about near the waterfall that fed into the waterways that gave Peach Creek and Lemon Brook their names.

A weeping willow that was fed by the small underground spring that was the waterfall's start, covered a small clearing where they would go to to clear their heads, spend some quiet time together, or watch the stars fall.

Kevin led the way to their spot, pulling Eddward under his wing when they got to the tree and nestled down on the branch that was strong enough to hold them both, but still had enough sway to give them the swing they wanted.

Teeny, tiny happy chirps squeaked out of the black bat as he cuddled up to his husband and the wind gave them a push.

So you're mine now?

Always.

Do you think we can start our own clan now?

Just as long as Nazz stays out of the stables.

The End