A/N: Well, here you have it, the last chapter of this story. It is by far the longest, and hopefully the best. I hope you've enjoyed reading it as much as I've enjoyed writing it. Thank you so much for all the kind reviews that you've given me. As always, please R &R.

Disclaimer: I do not own Sue Thomas F.B. Eye, nor do I own My Heart Will Go On.

Tara walked slowly to Bobby's grave, not really paying attention, not that it mattered. She'd been here so often that she knew the patch by heart. She was lost in memories of Bobby.

"Tara, you like the band Mojo Gogo, right?" A hint of a smile flashed across Tara's face as she thought back to her and Bobby's first date that hadn't actually been a date. Their romance had blossomed from there, although they were able to hide it from the other members of their team for quite awhile. It had been hard, but necessary in light of the no dating policy the Bureau had.

The whole team, plus Donna, was going out to eat at a restaurant, and Bobby and Tara, with the knowledge that the no dating policy was finally being lifted, decided that they would take this opportunity to reveal their romance to their co-workers. They deliberately arrived a little later than everyone else, and entered the restaurant holding hands. When they reached the table where the rest of the team was sitting, they received quite the reaction.

"Tara? Bobby? Are you guys trying to tell us something?" Lucy, of course, had been the first to notice, and the first to ask questions.

Bobby nodded. "About two months ago, this beautiful Sheila agreed to be my girlfriend."

"What about the no dating policy?" Jack asked, surprised. "How are you going to deal with that?"

"As of two days ago, the no dating policy no longer exists," D replied. "Thanks in a part to Bobby and Tara here, the Bureau has decided that as long as the couple is professional in the workplace, they are allowed to be on the same team, provided that they were on the same team to begin with."

"You might want to close your mouth there, Sparky. You might catch a fly in there," Bobby joked, causing everyone to laugh.

Jack quickly snapped his mouth shut. "Ah, well, congratulations, Bobby, Tara. I'm happy for you." Everyone else echoed Jack sentiments.

After the meal was over and everyone was leaving, Bobby and Tara watched Jack walk over to Sue and say something to her. Sue nodded, turned and said something to Lucy, and then she and Jack left together. Bobby turned to Tara, smiling. "Well, it looks like our little announcement tonight did what I thought it would."

"What's that?" Tara asked, not catching on.

"If my guess is right, and I'm sure it is, it made Jack finally decided to do something about his feelings for Sue now that the no dating policy no longer exists."

Bobby's guess had indeed been right, and the two couples had gone out on numerous dates together following that night.

Tara was brought out of her memories by hearing voices as she neared Bobby's grave. She sighed when she saw who was at Bobby's grave. Usually she checked the parking lot, and if any of the other team member's cars, but today she hadn't; she'd had a rough day and had been too lost in her thoughts to realize that not just one, but all five, of her coworkers were there. She turned around and began walking back to her car, but was stopped by a hand on her arm.

"Tara, please, don't leave." It was Jack. That surprised Tara. This was the first time he'd spoken to her since Bobby's death, aside from work related matters.

"Jack, let me go. I'll come back later." Tara pulled her arm loose from Jack's grip and continued towards her car. Jack quickly caught up with her.

"Tara, please. We want you to stay." When Tara looked at him with an expression of disbelief, it hurt him. That did more to make Jack realize what their accusations, silent as they may have been, had done to Tara than D's words ever could.

"Look, Tara, I know that you have no reason to want to stay after the way we've treated you, but please, stay. Please, Tara. Do it for Bobby, because it's what he would want you to do"

Tara had continued walking until Jack had mentioned Bobby. Hat stopped her cold in her tracks. She stood there for a moment, trying to decide, then she nodded. "For Bobby." She turned around and began to walk back towards Bobby's grave until Jack stopped her again.

"Tara, wait. I want, no, I need to talk to you first." He sighed and ran his hand through his hair. "I owe you an apology for the way I've acted towards you since Bobby's death. I was too lost in my own pain to see how much you were hurting, and to see what we were doing to you. I blamed you for Bobby's death. Deep down inside, I knew that it wasn't your fault, but I didn't want to admit it. I wanted someone to blame, someone to take it out on, and I chose you. Tara, I am so sorry. You have no idea how much I regret the way I've treated you. If Bobby had been here, he would have punched me good for the way I was acting. I know that a simple apology isn't enough to set things right between us, but I hope it's a start. I know the rest of the team feels the same way. We want to be a team again, but we can't be until we set things right with you."

"You're forgiven," Tara whispered through the tears that were streaming down her face.

Jack hesitated for a moment, then reached out and gently pulled her into a hug. When they broke apart, Tara attempted to dry her eyes and took a deep breath to try to regain control of her emotions.

"Tara, there's one more thing." Jack reached into the pocket of his suit coat and pulled out a small box. "This belongs to you. Bobby bought this shortly before he died, and was planning to give it to you the night after the raid. After I left the cemetery after Bobby's funeral, I went to his apartment and took it from where Bobby had hidden it. I intended to give it to you, but I just never seemed to be able to do it."

Tara opened up the box and gasped at what she saw. Inside was the most beautiful diamond ring she had ever seen. Although the stone wasn't large, the setting was beautiful. Bobby had done an excellent job in picking it out.

"Thank you, Jack. You have no idea how much this means to me," She said tearfully. Tara took the ring out of the box and slipped it onto the ring finger of her left hand. She then looked back up at Jack. "I think I'm ready to see the others now." Jack nodded, and together they walked back to Bobby's grave, where the others were waiting.

When they reached the gravesite, Sue was the first one to speak. "Tara, we all owe you an apology for how we've treated you and have been acting towards you since Bobby's death. I could think of a million excuses, but all of them would be just that, excuses. The truth is we felt we needed someone to blame; we felt that it had to be someone's fault. But it is no one's fault; no one could have known that that agent was a traitor. No one could have predicted that he would shoot Bobby. Instead of supporting you and helping you like we should have, we caused you even more pain. As a result, the team started falling apart, and work became a miserable place. I know that nothing's ever going to be like it was before, because Bobby won't be there, but we're willing to try to mend our relationships to see if we can't save the team."

"Bobby once told me about a conversation that he had with you the night that Jack had his heart attack. You told him that what happened to Jack really makes you think, not just about life and friends, but about time. About those moments that you wish you could hold onto forever, and the ones you wish you could change. But you can't change them, because they're gone. All you can do is make sure that you don't let the next moment go by because it might be the last chance to take a step towards making the way things are into the way you wish they were. He said that was what had prodded him the most to take that next step in our relationship. He didn't want anything to happen to either one of us without having made that step towards making the way things were into the way he wanted them to be.

"I've learned a lot from Bobby's death. Most of all, I've learned that there's no guarantee that after the next raid, we'll all come back alive. We're not guaranteed tomorrow. I want to make sure that I wouldn't look back with regret and say, 'I wish things had been this way." without having made a step to make them that way. So, I'm going to take that step. I'm willing to try to restore our friendship, and start working as part of a team again, rather than as part of a team of individuals.

By the time Tara had finished talking, all of them were crying. Myles, of course, was working hard at hiding his tears, as were Jack and D, but they were all failing miserably.

"Tara, we haven't been there for you when you needed us the most. We were too wrapped up in our own pain to see how much you needed us. That's going to change, starting now. We're going to make sure that you still feel as much a part of this team as ever. If you ever need anything, we'll be there for you," D informed her. "It's what Bobby would have wanted us to do, and what we should have been doing all along.

"Thank you," Tara said, smiling through her tears. It was the first time she'd genuinely smiled since Bobby's death.

The team stayed by Bobby's grave, at times sharing memories of him, and other times just sitting there in silence, each lost in their own thoughts. Soon, it began to get dark, and it was time for them to leave.

"Bobby, we miss you in the bullpen. We don't have anyone telling corny jokes, or trying to charm his way out of trouble. We miss you, but we're going to get through this. Together. As a team. Because it's what you would have wanted. Goodbye, Bobby."

"It still doesn't seem right that you're not here with us, Crash. The bullpen seems empty without you and your crazy antics. There have been several times where I wondered if our team was gonna make it through this in one piece, but I think we will. Goodbye, Crash."

"The others are right, it's not the same without you. I don't have anyone purposely annoying me, and your desk is clean for the first time since I can remember. I'm not one who particularly enjoys goodbyes, but it is time for us to finally properly say goodbye to you, so goodbye, Bobby. We'll keep an eye on your 'sheila' for you. Rest in Peace."

"Bobby, I miss hearing your accent and you using your charm to try to get me to do your paperwork. There's a piece missing from our team now that you're gone, but we're not going to let that stop us anymore. We're going to continue on as you would have wanted us to. We'll never forget you."

"It's not the same without you, Bobby. The bullpen is quiet without you there, picking fights with Myles and charming the girls with your accent and smile. We're going to go on, because it's what you would want us to do, but you will be missed. Goodbye, Bobby."

"Bobby, I miss you more than I ever thought possible. Nothing seems right without you. Not at work, not at home, not anywhere. It still hurts so much to remember that you're gone. But I'll make through. We all will. I love you, Bobby."

The team, having finally said a proper goodbye to their teammate, slowly walked out of the cemetery together. It would be a long process, but the healing had finally begun.

Every night inmy dreams
I see you, I feel you
That is how I know you go on

Far across the distance
And spaces between us
You have come toshowyou go on

Near, far, wherever you are
I believe that the heart does go on
Once more you openthe door
And you're here in my heart
And my heart will go on and on

Love can touch us one time
And last for a lifetime
And never let go till we're gone

Love was when I loved you
One true time I hold to
In my life we'll always go on

Near, far, wherever you are
I believe that the heart does go on
Once more you openthe door
And you're here in my heart
And my heart will go on and on

You're here, there's nothing I fear
And I know that my heart will go on
We'll stay forever this way
You are safe in my heart
And my heart will go on and on

A/N: I'm kinda sad to see this story end, as I enjoyed working on it, but I don't think I should drag it out any farther. Down the road, I may eventually post a one shot sequel to it. We'll see. For now though, this story is complete.