The Epilogue, the final part, the END! Finally! I'm finished! And yes, this is the end of my Forbidden Feelings stories all together. I will write more Envy x Ed stuff later, but this is it for now. Ah…it feels good to be done.

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Back in Envy's POV for the finale.

Lust was brilliant. She was the proof of just how much smarter women were then men. I'd gone to her at times when I couldn't fathom a single solution. And she'd been there, ready and willing, every time, with an intelligent and successful answer. I loved her, no question about it. She was the support and shoulder I needed. If not for Ed, she'd be the most important person in my life. After our time in the hotel, I'd have to get her something nice. But something told me I was going to be a while.

We'd arrived at the room at almost exactly seven o'clock and stayed well into the next day. The warm wash of sunlight woke us, but neither of us felt the need to leave each other's side. We'd never been so happy, so comfortable.

As the sun rose higher and the entire room was bathed in its light, I sat up. I had no intention to leave, but I could only stare at the ceiling for so long. Absently, I ran my fingers though Ed's loose hair, the boy having dozed off again. I didn't want to wake him; he was so peaceful when he slept.

Gently, I ran my fingers along his face, smiling to myself at just how lucky I was. For four hundred years I'd felt alone, unloved, unwanted. But then I'd found Ed. Given, I'd hated him, wanted to tear him apart. But as time wore on, I realized I was the one I hated. Ed reminded me of what I'd lost, what I'd given up along with my humanity. I fell in love. And, as fate would have it, he loved me in return. I couldn't have asked for more.

Suddenly, my hand was caught by his and he brought it to his lips. Ed kissed my fingers softly, sending wave after wave of subtle pleasures through my body.

"This is perfect," he said, releasing my hand and staring up at me with those gorgeous golden eyes.

"What is?" I asked with a smile, brushing hair from Ed's pretty face.

Once again, he caught and kissed my palm. "Being here with you; waking up with you," he replied, closing his eyes and holding my hand against his face, "It's perfect."

I leant down and kissed him adoringly. Moving my lips against his, I purred, "I suppose it is."

END