Lana Parrilla 27

Epilogue

This is the very last chapter eve going to be made on this story. Partially because my mom wants me to and because I have amazing fans!!

"Dylan. Who's this you didn't tell me we where having guest." She said with a small smile.
"You don't remember me?" I asked confused.
"I've never met you." She said looking between me and Dylan. My heart broke.
"Erin this is Lana Parrilla. She was close to Emilee." I looked at him confused.
"Oh I'm sorry. I'm Erin Winter. I'm Emilee's twin. Nobody talks of me because few know of me. Everyone thinks I'm dead. And from what I here Emilee struck pretty deep into many hearts. I've seen the show she was great." I sat back down.
"How does no one know of you?" I asked confused.
"Well when Emilee was born I was supposed to come out first. But when I did I was dead. They didn't tell my mom about me at all that's why she didn't even know she was pregnant with twins was because I was so small. But they brought me back and saved me. I was then adopted out to a couple out here. Emilee found me a couple years ago. She left a few other things for you to help explain things." I nodded.
"I want to eat this meal first because it's been so long." We both giggled an sat down. "Wait tell me your relationship." I said pointing to the two.
"She's just a friend. Emilee stole my heart. Though she may look like her she's not her." He said before putting a spoon full in his mouth.
"I'm not attracted to guys." I nodded my head. "Is that weird to you?" I shook my head.
"My wife's name is Jennifer Morrison." I informed. She smiled.
We ate the rest of our meal in silence just taking everything in.
She stood up and cleared the table when we where done before disappearing up the stairs.
"How did you find her?" I asked Dylan who was drinking a cup of tea.
"Emilee told me about her and we actually visited her a while back." She then came down holding a large box.
She set it down in front of my and smiled before grabbing a knife and handing the handle to me and sitting down.
I took a deep breath and cut the tape.
I pushed the folds away to reveal another box but with a letter on it with Emilees hand writing.
Lana,
Don't freak out. Yes I'm dead. I know it's probably weird for you to know that I knew I was going to die. But if your reading this that means you've met my sister that I haven't known for well my whole life.
Let me just tell you we have things in common but we have a lot that is different.
I love you open the damn box now.
Em

Well then. I cut the tape to reveal another box. It went like that for three more box till I pulled the smallish box out and opened it on the table. I pulled out an envelope.
I opened it and pulled out a necklace like the one I was wearing. And then I pulled out a charm. It had the letter E on it along with a small picture of the two of us behind it. I smiled before setting the necklace down and putting the charm on my own.
I looked in to see a pair of dog tags, a rainbow fluffy journal, a little canister with a pop in lid, and Emilees bracelet. My hand flew to my mouth.
I took the canister out and popped the lid and removed it to reveal a couple rings with a small tag on them. The first was a bent nail. It's tag read-
I helped Emilee get through hard things by making her believe she was invincible while wearing this back in 6th grade.
The next one looked like an engagement ring.
I made sure Emilee looked taken when she went somewhere new. Even if she was a 13 year old and looked 19 because of her hight.
The next one was a ring that I recognized all to well. Emilee wore it everywhere even if it was in her pocket during takes or something but she always had it with her. It looked like rope on the top with diamonds between. Stirling silver.
I am the twin to the one Emilee always had with her. The ring was a symbol of hope when there was none. Take me and wear me as much as Emilee wore hers.
My tears where flying now. I slipped the ring onto my right hand and took the bracelet to see more charms on it.
There was a symbol for almost every country.
I took the tags out to see that they had my name on them along with my info. The extra rage and Jens name on it. I flipped through the journal to see the entry's where dated way back before she even started acting at once. And some where during the first two years.
I waited till I went to bed to read every word. Even the little 'MASH' games.
I read each one visualizing everything she went through. And half the things made me cry because she was in so much pain but turned out okay. What got me was that as she got older she wrote more feeling than she did about things she did.
A born writer is what she was.
There was a knock at my door.
"Come in." Erin opened the door and stood there.
"I didn't really get to know her on the level I should have being her sister and all. So will you tell me about her?" I smiled and patted the spot in the bed next to me.
"First of all let me just tell you that Emilee was an ass whole. She scared the living shit out of me so many times I lost track..."

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