So this will be the last chapter of this story  (sad face). So thank you to anyone that has been reading it, and I hope you loved it as much as I loved writing it.

10 years later

Me and Jacob have been married for 10 years now, and with it came 3 beautiful children. 2 boys and 1 girl. Our eldest is Garrett, he is now 9 years old and just like is father. When he started acting like Jacob I thought to myself, ' great now I have 2 Jacob's,'. He even looks like him too, with his dark brown hair and hazel eyes.

Our second, Adam, is 8 years old. He is the perfect mix between me and Jacob. He has my blue eyes and my intelligence, and Jacob's dark brown hair and his skills. Both my boys want to be assassin's.

Last my youngest, Charlotte, she is only 6 years old. She has my black hair and Jacob's hazel eyes. She is just like me, she loves books and is intelligent at her age.

Jacob, Evie and Henry still protect London from the Templars and what little left that still exists of the Blighters. I always worry if Jacob will come back safely or not. Him not coming home at all scares me to death. I don't know what I will ever do without him

I think about how we met, and how much fun we had when we started courting.

" Emily, what are you thing about?" Jacob asks me. I smile at him.

" Just thinking about how we met," I say.

" Oh,  really," he says. He kisses my forehead. Then our children come running in mine and Jacob's room.

" Mommy, Garret won't let go of my hair!"Charlotte cries. I sigh.

" Garret let go of your sister's hair," I calmly tell him.

" She called me a bastard," he said.

" Charlotte wear did you learn that language?" Jacob says. Charlotte looks up at him.

" From you daddy," she says. I look up at Jacob frustrated.

" Well Charlotte, you should not use that kind of language, and neither should your father," I look down at her.

" Yeah, Charlotte," Adam says," we don't use that kind of language " Jacob looks at Adam.

" That's not helping Adam," Jacob says.

" Now, it's time for bed for you 3," I say.

" Do we have to," Garrett says.

" Mind your mother Garrett," Jacob says. The children walk to their rooms.

" Oh, God," I say.

" What?" Jacob says.

" Garret and Charlotte, act just looked like me and Erik when we were children," I say, Jacob shrugs. We walk to our bed and face each other.

" I love you Emily," Jacob says.

" I love you too Jacob," I peck Jacob on his lips. With that we go to sleep. Who knows what the next morning will bring us.