When it is just Evey and Inspector Finch in the subway and he catches her. After a year he finally caught her. And more than that, V is dead behind her and all his questions could be answered. But he let her pull that lever anyway.

He doesn't even need convincing.

He lowers his gun like he's finally exhaling.

V needed Evey.

One day, quite by surprise, Harry received a letter from his father’s cousin, David West. The letter contained some sad news- Harry’s grandmother, Mary Finch, and her dearest friend Beatrice, had both passed away. They had always been very close after losing their husbands in the war, and passed peacefully within hours of each other. David was unable to get in contact with Lillian, and so he decided to adopt the twins now that Mary was gone. 

Are you planning to continue the last chapter? 🥹 I'm dying to read the next one.

Oh wow, thank you so much for this message.

The amount of people into this pairing is so small its so lovely to hear from another fan!

I have the other chapter finished, but not edited. I will do my best to work on it just for you in the coming days. I have a very busy 14 month old so my free time is drastically cut these days. So, I will get it up for you asap. Now that I know there is someone interested it will be my top priority when I have free time! (x)

But for now, take a little bit of the next chapter for the road:

An hour ago he would have said she exhausted him. That she had too much drive and fire in the back of her eyes. And maybe she still did exhaust him. Maybe just for this moment it would work, then fizzle. She would walk in one direction, and he would linger, before going off in another. But right now all that didn't matter. Because the world was enormous and she was trying to get her teeth in his throat.

Mary set Lillian up in Robert’s old room, which had not been changed since he was a boy. It wasn’t long before, with Mary’s help, Lillian gave birth to twins- a boy and a girl who she named Eric and Daphne. Though she was thankful for all the generosity and assistance of her grandmother, Lillian looked at her babies uncomfortably, and began to worry that motherhood was not for her. Perhaps she would need even more of Mary’s help.