Authors Notes: This is it. The last chapter in a trilogy :D Hoped you liked it.

Forever Yours

Chapter 8

Loving Ava

The majority of the party continued on into the night until the men returned to grab there ladies or other willing gentlemen took other ladies home.

Eve watched her daughter as she walked around the library and look through books.

"You've rearranged the library while I was away." She said to her father who had just returned from taking a very afraid Lady DeCuttony back to her manor nearly a mile and a half from where they were. The poor girl was only 15 and parentless after the tornado.

"Well it wasn't by choice actually. Your daughter wears glasses and can't see to well. She bumped into them and they all came tumbling down. Scared her and Amelia to pieces I think." Percy said sitting down and pulled his daughter close to him. Eve sighed and looked around at her father.

"I…don't want to go home." She said and looked at her fingers as if she had been thinking about this for some time. "I have nothing waiting for me there, and Peters gone. I have Ava and you and mom…Roberts gone off and is in college. I also heard that he's asked Evory to marry him today. " Eve said and looked at her father. Percy looked at his daughter and sighed.

"I'm afraid we're going to have to pick out another room for you then. I'm afraid your daughter has taken over your old one. The one you were staying in is much to small for you. " He said and took a labored breath before he pulled her close again. "I thought we had lost you. When the Doctor said you probably wouldn't ever wake up it scared me. A lot."

"I could hear you. I just wasn't able to tell how much time had gone by, and I wasn't able to move. Not till I heard you say 'wish me luck' and after that it was like something snapped in my brain. It was painful at first, but after I got my barings I looked out the window at the party. I saw you dancing with Ava. I should have known she was mine, but I actually thought I was a ghost looking down at the past. She looks a lot like me. Only…she has darker hair." Avas hair was red when she was born but darkened as she got older to a dark rusty color almost brown.

"Are you alright now Mama?" Ava asked her mother who reached out and ran her fingers through her daughters hair.

"As long as your alive…yes I will be." Eve said and kissed the girls forehead before watching the girl run off to a table where she had a few books.

"I think I know what you meant when you said 'I don't know how I breathed before I met you' and I think I can answer it. 'I breathed before I met her…so I could see her.'" Eve looked at her father who sighed.

"Well good…because I was getting much to old to chase her through the gardens." Percy said and he heard a giggle from the table.

"Oh Papa…your not that old."

"Papa?"

"Oh We've tried to get her to call me Grandpapa, or Pops, or something similar. She's just stuck with Papa I'm afraid." Percy said and put his arm over his head.

Marguerite walked into the library and looked at them. "Dinner is served if your hungry. Suddenly a large growl came from Ava's stomach. Eve giggled.

"Your hungry huh?" Eve asked and held out her hand for her daughter.

"It sounds like I've swallowed a bear." She said and took her hand.

"A great big grizzly bear." Percy said and took her other hand and allowed for his wife to lead the way.

It was always going to be this way. Him and her, her and them. She loved him since the day they met. She suddenly wondered what it would be like without her Papa, the man who had always been there since she was 8. Her every waking moment was filled with thoughts of him. The man she grew up calling Papa. What would have she done without him. What would have happened to her if he never found her in those deep dark woods that night on the Moore. Life without her family…seemed hardly worth having.

Now someone else looked at him as she had. The child in her arms…the child that calls her Mama. She didn't want this any other way. She was Eve. Daughter the Lady Marguerite Blakeney, and Sir Percy Blakeney the Scarlet Pimpernel.

The Very End