Begin Again

Epilogue

A/N: I just wanted to say thank you to all of my readers who have Favorited followed/read and who have loved "Begin Again" and "One and Only" as much as I have. I've truly fallen in love with these characters and I'm sad that I won't be writing them anymore (especially Sam and Olivia and Stefan just being a dad to them). But, as they say..All good things must come to an end.

So, the epilogue has a very large TIME JUMP OF 12 Years and it's all in Olivia's Point Of View.. Hope you all like it and find it very reminiscent to "One and Only." :) So, with that being said...Enjoy the epilogue & thank you SO MUCH for reading!

Begin Again- Epilogue

12 years later...

Olivia's P.O.V.

It's never easy leaving them all behind. I look up to see Aiden smiling at me, the headphones I bought him for his birthday are hanging around his neck, this beaming smile on his face when he runs his hands through his dark brown spiky hair, glancing over at his cousin, Zach. They've been telling each other jokes for the last hour and Uncle Damon had to finally separate them from each other because they just wouldn't stop talking. Although when I glance over at them from my spot on the deck in the backyard, they've come to together again, smiling like two 12 year kids that don't have any cares in the world- only fun times on their minds.

I've always thought that growing up, Aiden had it easier than Sam and I. He didn't have to deal with watching our parents tear each other apart and then try so hard to come back together, to rebuild everything they lost with every ounce of strength and love that they both still had for each other- even if at times they would yell and scream, saying that neither of them wanted to be married to one another anymore, Sam and I both always knew that something, would stop them from leaving and would calm the storm of emotions. In the end, I always have thought that it was their love that they shared, that unbreakable bond that no one or nothing could change.

My little brother has had a life that didn't involve asking our dad repeatedly when he was coming home because we missed him so much, he didn't have to deal with holding my uncle Tyler's hand and walking over to my father after not seeing him for weeks, like he was a stranger, my eyes brown eyes glazed over with tears when he held me in his arms and told me how much he missed us, how much he missed my mother. Aiden, didn't need to spend nights listening to her cry, watch her stay up and write in her journal, because she couldn't talk to him, she couldn't talk to anyone when she was with Matt and she couldn't express how much her heart still ached for our dad when he was away.

Eventually, dad gave up his career of being a fire fighter and stayed at home while mom worked.

Catching up on years of being without him was one of the best things that all three us could have asked for, especially Sam and I. After our 7th birthday, both my brother and I felt like we finally got a chance at having not only with our mother. But, with our father as well. After years of being away from my father and having him lose out on so much of our lives because of the warehouse fire that nearly took his life, I know my dad felt the same way. Those missing years were given back to him in every sense of the word when he gave it all up to be a full time stay at home dad and take care of us, not even caring what other people would think of him. Because, all he had ever wanted was for his kids to be taken care of, for them to know they were loved, that they are loved.

"You still have a few more hours, until you leave." Sam tells me, smiling from across the table as I place my hands on to the outside patio table and look up at my twin brother, tears threatening to spill over my cheeks and my mind coming back to the events around me. I'm finally leaving New York City after graduated High School and everyone from our family and some of our extended family has gathered to celebrate my new exciting adventure.