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Ok so the thing is, after not updating for AGES due to being ill and GCSE's I kinda figured you'd have given up and no one would be interested anymore.

However I would like to give a HUUUUGEEEE thanks to: lionandlamb7 and Myami911 who reveiwed recently letting me know that you guys are still interested!

You have restored my passion for fanfiction so thankyou VERY VERY MUCH! xoxoxo

THIS IS THE LAST CHAPTER OF THIS STORY BUT I WOULD LOVE TO WRITE A SEQUEL IF YOU GUYS WOULD BE INTERESTED! XD

Previously

Franks eye's locked with Shane's in an intimate stare before his feet moved in a semi-circle bringing him face to face with the splintered railing of the crumbling bridge. Gripping Lyssa's small frame with both hands he began to stretch out his arms.

'NOOOO!' I cried and without consent I felt my knees collapsed beneath me. I prepared my body for the impact of the upcoming collision with the ground below, but it never came. I felt cool, strong arms gather themselves around my waist, and before I knew it I was being willing wrapped in Micheal's embrace. Forcing my head roughly into his chest he hastily blocked my view, turning my world black.

I felt my eyelids droop as the realization hit me hard, stealing all traces of air from my battered lungs. I had lost. I had lost Morganville's live wrecking game. My body had already made it's decision to give up but my mind was willing it to do something… Anything to save my baby.

'W..W...WHAT DO YOU WANT?' I shouted, but my voice came out muffled against Micheal's chest. Turning my head away, I rephrased my previous babble.

'WHAT CAN I DO TO SAVE MY BABY?' I wished I could of let go of those words without releasing all composure I had left, but my babies face made that physically impossible. Her violent cries had now become somber filled sobs, but with them came reassurance. A knowing that my child was still in this world.

I watched with the taste of anticipation burning at the tip of my tongue as Frank returned to his previous position facing us. His face, just as blank as before, held no creases carrying emotion, just a surface coated in boredom. But that soon changed.

'LEAVE YOUR FAMILY'. The statement was sent flying through the ever thick misty surroundings with the force of anger and rage behind it. It wasn't aimed at me however, but at Shane. Franks icy grey eyes burnt deep into the depths of Shane's chocolate brown ones, creating a pool of confusion within.

'I don't follow,' returned Shane in little above a whisper. He understood. Willingly or not, the statement was not one to be misinterpreted.

'I want YOU to suffer. Lyssa is going to be taken away from you one way or another, but not necessarily from your dear darling Claire'. He spat. 'Not i you don't want her to be'

'OF COURSE I DON'T YOU SICK BASTARD, WHO WANTS THERE CHILD DEAD?' The words burst right put of Shane's chest as if his heart just couldn't bear them any longer. They were words coated in pain.

'Exactly' Frank replied in a deathly calm voice. He looked at me, before returning his gaze back to Shane to continue his proposition.

'Leave here and come with me, you'll never see Lyssa or Claire again but both will live'. The way he said it... As if engaging in everyday convrsation... It made me feel sick. Everyone was silent whilst I stood there, gasping desperatley, but my lungs simply weren't accepting the air.

The old cliché suddenly came into play in my mind. They say when you die your whole life flashes before your eyes. I wasn't dying. I was only just beginning to greive. Images of Shane and I, slid infront of my eyes.

Our first kiss...

The proposal...

Us getting married...

Finding out I was pregnant...

The day Lyssa was born...

He had been the best years of my life. I couldn't do it without him. Live in Morganville, raise a child.

I also wasn't prepared to lose a child and from a love filled glance at Shane, neither was he. Not like like he lost his sister. his mother. To Death. So he did what he had to do.

'I'll go, wherever you want' He rushed as if Lyssa's life was attached to a ticking time bomb, which it was. My gut twisted in every painful way. 'I'll go. Just give Lyssa back' The tears ripped through his eyes. He was giving away his family, and not for the first time.

With that, Frank laid Lyssa on the planks of the rain soaked bridge and in one swift movement, glided over to Shane.

With that... They were gone. Vanished. My husband, Lyssa's Dad, Eve and Michaels brother, Mikes star employee, and so so many peoples friend. He'd gained it all in Morganville, just to have it taken away.

Sorry it's kinda short but I wanted the end to be short and sweet.

If I PROMISE to update more often, would you guys be interested in a sequel? I was thinking setting it about 3 years after Shane and Frank have left? Let me know please and REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW! :D :D :D

Love always,

Sophie :) xxx