Well, here's the last chapter everyone. I hope you all like it. :) And I do not own kuroshitsuji or any of its characters.

"How is Corinna this morning?" Ciel asked casually, trying not to betray his worry as he glanced over the newspaper in his hand.

The entire room grew tense and all eyes turned to stare at Sebastian, the air thickening as everyone held their breath and anxiously waited for a response.

"She slept very peacefully last night." Sebastian replied as he poured tea. "And she was still deeply asleep when I rose."

There seemed to be a collective sigh around the room at Sebastian's words.

"At least she's finally sleeping well. There's some hope in that." Anne smiled brightly and ran her hands gently over the twins' heads in a comforting manner.

"Is she speaking fully yet?" Ciel asked, a hint of anxiety wavering in his voice.

"She utters words here and there and forms sentences at times, but she still can't hold much of a conversation." Sebastian answered.

"She probably can't get in a word with all the games of 'hide the slipper' you've been playing with her," Anne said playfully.

"I've never heard of that game," Nicco stated, his dark eyes watching Anne.

"It isn't a very fun game, which is why only grown-ups play it," Anne said, tapping his nose with her finger.

"Do you play it?" He asked curiously.

Anne blushed crimson. "Heavens no. Only married people are aloud to play. Now finish your food."

"Papa, I want to see Mama," Nevaeh said, fixing her father with a firm stare. Her red eyes sparkled with fierce determination, much like her mother's.

"You will be able to see her when she gets well." Sebastian assured her. "I promise."

"Will Mama ever be well?" Nicco asked quietly, voicing the fears of everyone in the room.

"Of course she will, your mama is strong." Anne replied soothingly.

"But she's been sick for so long. Can't we just see her for a little while? We promise not to get too close." Nicco pleaded, his dark eyes round with sadness.

Sebastian shook his head sadly, wishing he could grant their wish, but he didn't want to take any chances and have them put in danger. "I'm afraid not."

There was a small, tense silence before Soma stood and grinned. "Corinna will get well," Soma said and raised his teacup. "Let's spend this day to celebrate her and drink to her future recovery."

Anne smiled and raised an imaginary cup. "To Corinna's recovery," She said.

Everyone around the table raised their cups and echoed Soma's hopeful words as Sebastian quietly stepped from the room. He didn't share all of their hopes, despite how much he wished to. He'd done as much research as he could on Corinna's condition and as far as he knew there was absolutely no cure and no history of anyone ever recovering. Sebastian straightened the imaginary wrinkles in his suit irritably; regardless of how hopeless it all seemed he would bring her back.

He silently opened the door to his room, careful as to not to wake her but instead was greeted by two chestnut eyes staring at him intently.

"Good morning, I hadn't realized you were awake. Are you hungry?" Sebastian asked gently, shutting the door behind him and moving to stand beside her.

"No," Corinna replied simply.

"Are you quite sure? You have to eat something," Sebastian said grabbing hold of the silver-backed brush beside his bed. Carefully, he began to pull it through her long hair, brushing out all the tangles that had formed overnight.

"Not hungry," she replied and stared at the closed curtains longingly.

Seeing her expression, Sebastian deftly threw the dark curtains open, causing the bright daylight to flood the room in rush of warmth. Corinna blinked owlishly, her eyes burning from the harsh light, but nonetheless she still pushed herself up from the bed and moved to look out the window. She placed her cheek onto the cool glass as if it could somehow bring her closer to the nature that lay just on the other side of the clear barrier.

"I want outside," she whispered.

"Perhaps I will take you outside later this afternoon and you can help me pick flowers for this room," Sebastian suggested, taking her hand in his own.

Corinna turned her head to look at him and she smiled, nodding happily. Sebastian raised a gloved hand to stroke her cheek gently as a new wave of yellow light washed in through the window, enveloping Corinna in a warm glow. She turned her head again as something to the left of the window caught her eye and the sunlight lit up her dark irises, illuminating them fiercely. If Sebastian hadn't know any better, he could have sworn that her eyes were truly a very deep reddish brown, but before he could decide if they were truly a different color, the bright sunlight melted away and her eyes returned to their original dark coloring.

Silently, Corinna moved over to the small drawings hung on the wall. Lifting one hand, she delicately ran her fingers over the colorful lines depicting a family. "Who's this?"

Sebastian stood where he was, afraid to move as if he might break whatever realization she might be coming to. "That is our family. I am the one on the left and you are next to me. Then those two small ones are our children, Nicco and Nevaeh, and then your brother, Ciel, is next to them."

"And them?" Corinna asked, touching the other figures in the drawing.

Sebastian slowly moved next to her before speaking, "The other servants and your friends, Soma and Agni."

"Servants?" Corinna questioned, she couldn't remember if she had ever seen any other servants besides Sebastian. It was almost as if a huge fog was settled over her brain, hiding all of her precious memories from her. She shook her head, trying to rid the rising headache that was beginning to form after trying too hard to remember those hazy memories.

"Yes," Sebastian replied. "Anne your personal maid, Mey-rin the household maid, Finny the gardener, Bard the cook, and Tanaka."

"Family," Corinna repeated softly before looking up at Sebastian.

They simply held each other's gaze for a few moments before her bowed low to her and raised her hand to his lips. "Would you care to dance?" He asked with the barest trace of a smile.

Corinna's brow furrowed in confusion. "But there's... no music..." She stated slowly, seeming as if she was having a little trouble stringing the words together.

"Any Phantomhive butler that can't dance with a beautiful young woman without the assistance of music isn't worth his salt," he replied.

Corinna's dark eyes widened at his words. "Sebas-"

Sebastian cut her off with a chaste kiss as he took her into his arms. "No speaking right now. We have forever for talking. But at this moment, we dance," he said, spinning her around.

Corinna smiled up at him, her dark eyes glittering with unspoken joy as they continued to spin around the small floorspace.

Maybe tomorrow will be the day she comes back to me. Sebastian thought, letting another small seed of dangerous hope to blossom inside his heart. He gazed down into her large, dark eyes brimming with happiness and smiled. She wouldn't come back to him today, he knew better than that now. But perhaps tomorrow was the day. And he planned to hold onto that dangerous line of hope until it really did happen, because somewhere inside him, he knew that someday she really would come back to him.

I'm sorry that was so short but I figured it was best to keep it that way. Thank you to everyone for reading. I'm actually kind of sad that it's done. Some of you mentioned that I should continue it and make a sequel, and I've finally started writing one, YAY! It's called Inheritance for those of you that care to know what happens and aren't satisfied with the ending. :) I have also started a cross-over between Kuroshitsuji and Vampire Knight at the special request of Princesa de la Luna, it's called See No Evil. Anyways, thank you all for being wonderful readers and reviewers and I hope you give as much love to the sequel. Love ya! 3