AGE 40:

Ib held her five-year-old twins in her arms, Keir and Geanor. Her mom liked the names she found in the book, so she gave them the idea. Keir had Keme's long black hair and Geanor looked just like her mother.

"Mommy," Keir said. "Where're we going?"

"I'm going to show you a painting I like at the museum," Ib answered. The twins' red eyes stared curiously at Ib. She stopped dead in her tracks. The paintings were being loaded into trucks outside.

"What's going on?" she asked a man frantically, dropping the twins.

"The paintings are going into storage," he said. "The museum is getting too costly to run."

"Are they going to be back?"

"Afraid not," he said grabbing a painting and putting it on the truck. The Forgotten Portrait. "Maybe they'll be back if the museum gets more money." Ib's face darkened. She'd never be able to see Garry's painting again? No, they'd be back someday.

"Let's go," she ordered the twins. They grabbed her hands and speed walked away, tripping to catch up with Ib. Keir looked up at his mom. Geanor clutched her blanket.

The painting will be back, she thought. Someday.

AGE 89:

Someday didn't come for a while. Ib, now a frail old woman, shuffled into the reopened museum.

"Need help, Mom?" Keir asked.

"No thank you, dear," she said. She wished Keme was here with her. He died a few years ago. It brought back bad memories of losing another lost love.

"I'm going to entertain Ilaria," Geanor said holding her daughter's hand. Ilaria had just reached ten-years. She also looked like a young Ib. Keir also held his son, Asher, also ten. Asher always had his hair covering his left eye. (Remind you of someone?)

"I just want to see one painting," Ib said. Her white braid bounced as she hurried away. It seemed like forever to reach it. She stared at it. The Forgotten Portrait! She looked at Garry's "sleeping" face for a moment and then sat on the bench beside it. She heard familiar talking.

"Ib." She looked up. A man stood with a young girl. "Ib, you say. A young girl shouldn't be wandering around here alone. Let's go together!" The two faded away as they walked off. She heard creaking from another direction. She turned to see a door opening. The man peeked out and noticed a blue doll on the ground. He shrieked and shut the door. The girl came out, laughing, and held the man's hand. The faded.

"Mary." More talking? Ib's gaze fell in front of her to see a blond girl with a blue rose. The man looked at her nervously.

"Thanks!" the girl said. She ran away. The brown-haired girl with the man began to cry.

"It isn't your fault," he told her bending down to her level. "It's not…" He faded. The girl stood alone and looked around. She too faded. The man appeared directly in front of Ib. She flinched.

"It isn't your fault, Ib," he said. Garry? Was it really?

"Mom?" Keir was walking towards him, with Asher holding his hand. "Mom?!" He rushed over. Garry backed away and watched.

"Would you like to come with me, Ib?" he asked. Ib nodded. More than anything.

"But you won't see your family again," he said sadly. "I can't take you away from that." Ib didn't care. "Well, okay. If you say so." Ib felt a pain in her chest and doubled over. She collapsed on the floor.

"Mom!" Geanor ran over too. Now there was a crowd. It was painful. The most painful thing she'd ever experienced. She took her red rose from her pocket. The petals were falling off. She felt a hand on her shoulder.

"Let's go, Ib," a voice said. He reached for her hands, and out of Ib's body, he pulled a young nine-year-old girl.

"What? What?" Ib looked at herself and at her dead body. Garry held her in her arms.

"It's okay," Garry said. Ib believed him. It would be okay now. Ib hugged him tightly.

"I love you, Garry," she said. She reached up and kissed his forehead. She looked back at her family. Keir was calling an ambulance. Geanor was crying.

"Time to go," Garry told her. She leaned her head against his chest.

"Okay," she muttered. It would be okay. Garry said so.

"You aren't leaving without me, are you?" A dark-haired teenager walked up to them. No. That… It couldn't be!

"Keme!" Ib flew into his arms and hugged him. "I'm so happy!" She landed on the floor and took each boy by a hand. Despite all the commotion behind her, she smiled bigger than she had since her wedding day. She led them away, slowly fading, leaving everything behind. And soon they were gone.

Ib, now with the mind of a child, laid her head in Garry's lap. They watched the sun set over Hokkaido.

"That was a nice vacation," she said tiredly. Being ghosts, they could fly wherever they wanted as fast as any jet plane.

"It would be nice if you spent more time with me," Keme said. Ib nervously played with her red scarf. She still had the clothes she had on when she first met Garry.

"Sorry," Ib apologized. "I love both of you."

"'Love?'" Garry said. "In what way?"

"You know in what way," Ib replied. "Now let me sleep."

"Don't tell me you prefer him!" Keme said laughing.

"And if I do?"

"I'm the one you had kids with!" Keme said. Ib looked up at Garry.

"He's got a point," she said. Garry smiled and rubbed her head as she laughed. She went silent as she thought of her family. Forty years had passed since her death. What was her family doing now? Sometimes she wandered inside their house and spied on them. She once caught Asher reading her book.

"Ib," Garry said. She looked up at him. "Just go to sleep, okay?"

"Okay," she said yawning. "Um, Garry? What were you doing for those eighty years you were dead?"

Garry shrugged. "It was boring. At least the last couple years I had Keme to hang out with." He leaned closer to Ib. "But he's kind of annoying." Keme punched Garry in the head. Ib laughed again.

She motioned for Garry to lean closer and whispered in his ear.

"I love you." Garry blushed as Keme punched him again.

"I love you too."

*What? Done already? It's only been four chapters! I hope you guys liked this story I made. I put a lot of effort into it. I also hope you guys don't mind Keme being in the picture…*

*Thank you for reading and reviewing! Next is an InuYasha FanFic. Still doing my other two Ib FanFics. Sorry! I've been busy! Thank you!*