Problems (Sequel To Bad Blood)

Okay. This is the final chapter.

   I sat in the livingroom of the apartment, staring at an old picture of my siblings and I. I had tried for years not to think about it. Think about them.
"Mum! Mum!" Dylan said, coming into the room. I looked over and smiled at him as he sat next to me. Each time I saw him it amazed me how much he had grown and how much he had started looking like my brother. 15 years ago today my baby boy was born, and 15 years ago today his uncle died.
"What is it, my love?" I asked, brushing a peice of hair out of his face.
"Dad told me to come and ask you when you wanted to go over to grandmum and grandpa's house."
"When ever you'd like. It is your birthday after all." He smiled at me.
"We should go soon, gran always makes the best cupcakes."
"Well then head upstairs and get your things. We'll go now." He stood up and ran up the steps. Thomas came into the room and sat next to me, looking over at the picture.
"Now where did you find this?" He asked.
"It was in a box downstairs. Mom must have packed it for us after the wedding..." I said. "I also found this," I handed him the small photograph.
"Okay, that's so weird, wheres this from?"
"I have absolutely no clue. I just found it." I looked over his should at the picture. It was of the whole group from the days when we still lived in new york, working in the publishing firm. And to think that those were our chill days. I sighed as he put it on the coffeetable. "We were so young then," I said as he grabbed my hand.
"I know. You were so innocent, look. You didnt even have a clue that your fiance was a psycho working for our psycho gangster boss." I laughed slightly.
"Oh gosh, can you imagine if I married Nick?" Thomas scoffed and rolled his eyes.
"Now that is just too awful to think about." I laughed again.
"Okay, I'm ready!" Dylan said, running down the steps.
"Let's go then!" Thomas said, standing and pulling me up.

As soon as we got to my parents house I saw Ava pull up.
"Dylan look, it's aunt Ava and uncle Grant," Thomas said as he practically jumped out of the car. After it finally ended, Grant and Ava ended up getting married and moving to California with Thomas and I. It was better than living in London or New York where you just knew something awful was going to happen like it did every damn day there. No, now our lives as spies were over. Thomas and I were living happily with a beautiful son, and without fear of being shot every time we left the house. Ava and Grant were expecting a baby and both still had parts of their families intact. As for everyone else, well they all stay in touch, but as for now it's best that we get rid of all of the dark memories and all of that bad blood.

~The End~

Thanks everyone for reading my story, and yes I know. It was a super cheesy ending. You're welcome.♡