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Originally posted by: neha9

haha! go back n read my post on page 66.. i said tomorrow nite! it's gonna be the last part im pretty sure

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Nineteen

So Tia had thought about the entire event when she had realized Adi had given her his keys instead of hers. Lips pursed, her eyes on the road, The Beatles soaring high from the speakers, Tia made a sharp U-Turn towards Adi's house. So he had kicked her out of the house, she reflected, humming along So Happy Together. She could just re-enter now and teach him a lesson. She looked at the flowers beside her he had bought her this morning and tried to imagine what he would look like when she told him she loved him.

It was like being seventeen again and waiting to tell Jay. Except it was different. She knew he loved her this time. This time he was waiting for her to accept him while last time she had been waiting for Jay to accept him. Tia know exactly how Adi felt every time she came close to him. She even understood the frustration. She had been through much of that herself.

She turned into his house and looked at the dark house. He had four appointments after she was done thirty minutes ago. That gave her enough time to make him dinner and figure out how she was going to tell him she loved him.

It was different, she thought as she unlocked the front door and stepped inside. She fumbled for a few seconds for the lights before she found them. She looked around the house. Tidy as pin. Well if the man was planning to actually marry her, he was going to have to have problems keeping the house clean. She couldn't stand clean.

She showered and then slipped back into her slacks and found a shirt from Adi's closet. When she found his bed unmade, amused, she just looked at it. Thought about making it a few times before she shrugged and went downstairs.

Finding an apron, she got started.

Adi was exhausted by the time he got home and reached for his eyes. He was tired enough that he didn't notice the lights on, or the car in his driveway. Yawning hugely, he reached for his keys and took them out. With another yawn, he tried to insert the key in the lock. When it didn't fit he frowned and looked at it. Shit! He tapped his head against the door twice. He began to tap his head a third time when he door opened and he fumbled forward.

"Aditiya!" Tia wrapped her arms around him to stable them both. "What on earth? Are you drunk?"

He pushed away as she spat out the questions and scowled at her. "What are you doing here?" He demanded. "In my shirt, on my apron, in my house?"

"Aditiya." She frowned at him. "I don't have a reason to be, but I'm sorry. Go wash-up dinner is ready."

"You know what, have fun with dinner alone." He stabbed his finger against her shoulder. "And then you an leave. Here's your key!" He slipped it into his apron. There was frost in his eyes and it stabbed right at her heart.

"You know what Adi. You're a jackass." She took out the key, then tossed away the apron. "Have fun eating you dinner alone." Her lips trembled and she bit them hard. She wouldn't cry. She turned around to get her car keys. When she turned Adi had her by the shoulders. She looked up at him, her eyes were unbearably dry.

"Okay, I'm sorry. I'm tired and then you ignored me at work all day." He frowned when her eyes filled. "Don't do that, Tia. Don't cry." He leaned down and pressed his lips against her forehead. "Come on now, lay the table." When she shook her head, sniffling, he bumped shoulders with her. "Go."

"No."

"Tia, go baby. Please." He pushed her into the kitchen and winked. "Five minutes." He blew her a kiss and turned. His heart was doing summersaults in his chest. When he came back down she was waiting for him. Because he wanted to know, he bent down to kiss the top of his head, before he pulled a chair beside her.

"Now tell me, why did you cook me dinner?" He took her hands before she could start serving. "I could get used to this, you know. Finding you home when I get here."

She looked at him, her mouth pouting. "If that's a proposal, Adi, like I said, I demand a ring." She lifted a brow when he let go of her hands.

"Two minutes." He said. She sighed and served them both till then. And started her dinner while she heard him fumble upstairs. "I'm back." To Tia's surprise, instead of sitting down beside her, he knelt down in front of her. Shocked she pushed out of her chair to stand.

"Aditiya, what are you doing?"

"Proposing." He grabbed her hand, pushed her back into the chair. "I'm a doctor Tia, and so are you, we do the same thing, so we both know the hours can be horrible."

"Are you doing to tell me how much money we make next?" She asked dryly.

"No." He lifted her hand to his lips, kissed it, while he continued looking at her. "We'll work it out Tia. Even if I don't find you at home when I get here, I'll be happy knowing that at least when I go to bed later on you'll be there. And, if even not that, I'll know that whenever your day ends, at nine at night or nine in the morning, you'll come back home. Here. To me." He took out the ring from the other hand and held it between them. "I love you, Tia. I wan to marry you. I want to raise a herd of children with you. And, I want to grow old with you. Marry me."

She was quite, all they both heard her breathe laboring. "Aditiya." She framed his face with her hands and leaning forward, laid her lips on his. "I'll marry you." Then they were both standing, locked tight. She pressed against him, and broke the kiss. She lifted her left hand in front of him.

Adi took it, but didn't slip in the ring yet. "Tell me what I want to hear Tia. Then I'll slip in the ring."

"I love you Aditiya." She let out a breath. "I love you." She said again and it was easier this time. "Promise me that you will grow old with me, Aditiya. I don't know what I'll do if I lose you too."

"Oh, baby." He slid in the ring, before he embraced her again. "Move in with me, Tia."

"Not yet." She rested her head on his shoulder. "I have to tell my parents. You have to tell yours. I want kids, Aditiya. Right away."

"We could get started in that." He said lightly.

"No." She laughed and spun them both in a huge circle.

Natasha had prepared her case and was ready to appear in court six days. Now she was going to look over the case about a million times before she actually stood in court in front of the judge. With a sigh she rubbed her eyes and stretched out her arms. She had an entire evening to herself now. She could cook for a change, she mused. That would be nice. A candle light dinner all to herself by the window of her twenty-fifth floor of her apartment building.

She pushed away from her table and decided to do just that. She was mid-way of preparing her dinner, with Fergi's Glamorous blaring from the speakers of her sound system, when she noticed that the doorbell was ringing, followed by loud knocking. She sipped her wine, and turned down the music, as she went to open the door.

She was smiling when she opened it. Her smile vanished and shock glazed her throat when she saw Karan standing on her door steps. It took her a full ten seconds before she opened her mouth to speak. "Karan? Hi. What are you doing here? How did you know I'm here?"

"Can I come in?" He asked slipping his hands into his pockets.

"Oh, yes." She moved out of the way and allowed him to enter. "I was just making dinner. I'm sure I have enough for two." She moved into the kitchen, with Karan following him in. "You didn't tell me what you were doing here. Would you like some wine?"

"Yes, thank you." He watched her as she poured him a glass. When Tash turned around to give him the glass he was standing right behind her. She was surprised she managed not to slosh the wine all over him. "I'm sorry." She tipped her head back and gave him a quite smile. He had about four inches over her height. His eyes were black, thickly lashed. He looked like a dreamer with those perfect bones holding together that perfect face. His nose was long and straight. His mouth full, and at the moment grim. She noticed he had grown out his hair, they matched they color of his eyes. Currently, it curled slightly over the collar of his plain black shirt. He didn't look like a professor she mused, as she continued to look at him. Rather, he looked like a student in graduate school. His style was careless, with the back shirt and jeans. It suited him too. Because she knew she was putting him on the spot, she smiled wider and moved away from him.

"What's new? I didn't think I would slam into you here. Weren't you teaching a summer program?"

"Yes, I was. It ended three days ago." He watched her lift the pot off the stove and dump the water and the pasta into a large steel bowl and let the water drain before she let the cold water run over the pasta. She had a way of doing the simplest things, he realized with a sudden punch in his gut. "I called your roommate and she told me you were visiting your family. I called your home and they told me you were staying here."

"That I am. I'm also preparing a case. I have to get back in five days. You still didn't tell me why you came here?"

"Natasha." He placed his hands on her shoulders and turned her to face him. "I feel horrible about the way I treated you last time we were together. You caught me off guard."

"That's it?"

"I suppose." He sighed when she turned around and dumped the cooling pasta into a pan and added sauce to it. "Tash, for heavens sake, I'm almost eight years older than you. Your parents would never approve."

She snapped the stove shut and turned around and looked at him. "Do not bring my parents into this, Karan. It's between you and me. If you loved me I'm sure we could convince my parents. Everyone is out of question until you don't love me."

"You're barely twenty-two."

She lifted an eyebrow. "Your point is?" This time he swore and raked his fingers through his hair. "You need a haircut." She chuckled when he lifted a brow at her and went to wrap her arms around him. Satisfied with the moment, she settled her head on his shoulder and closed her eyes. "This is enough for now. Have dinner with me, we'll figure the rest out later, yeah?"

He drew her away and leaning over kissed her forehead. "Yeah." He tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear and let her go.

They had dinner in semi-silent. Each one of them made small talk, followed by uncomfortable moments of quite. Then the moments were broken by a quick question, followed by a quick answer. After dinner, Karan helped Tash clean the dinner table, and she never objected.

Once it was clear, and she handed him a cup of coffee, with a smile, Karan decided it was time he let her know what was on his mind. "Tash."

"Hmmm." She sipped her coffee to taste before adding another cube of sugar to it.

"Like I said, I'm sorry about the way I behaved." He watched her eyes snap to his. A lawyers eyes, he mused. He loved those eyes. Setting his coffee down, he brushed his hand down her cheek.

"Karan…"

"Just listen." He framed her face now and swept his gaze over her face before locking his eyes on hers. "I was shocked when I said you loved me. I've never been the person a girl would want to say that to."

She smiled and wrapped her fingers around his hand. "I don't believe that. And if they didn't tell you that, I'm glad."

"So am I. You're eight years younger."

"I don't care if I was fifteen years younger than you." Because she knew she was going to cry, she dropped her head on his chest and wrapped her arms tight around him. He wrapped his arms around her and kissed the top of her head.

"You have to finish law school still."

"I could do it here. I could transfer to Oxford. All my sibling went there. They would never think. Angad is one of the best lawyers in the country. They'd want his sister."

"Good." He lifted her face. "We could be together then." He smiled at the shocked look that crossed her face. Grinned when she narrowed her eyes. "I loved you from the moment you stood up in that art lecture and challenged my beliefs."

"And?"

He sighed. She was one hell of a woman. "Okay. I love you." Even as he said the words, her hands tightened on his waist. "I want to marry you. I have the ring." He reached into his pocket and drew out the ring. "I couldn't find the box anymore."

"I never said yes." She said when he lifted her hand.

"Oh. Right. Say yes now. Please."

"Yes. Oh God, yes." She let him slip on the princess cut diamond on her finger before she fastened her mouth on his.

On the last night of their honeymoon Angad and Kripa stayed in their hotel room and spent a lazy evening, followed by a lazier night on the coach with a old movie playing on the screen. Of course the movie was just playing to play while Angad and Kripa necked. It gave them the pleasure of behaving and feeling like a bunch of teenagers.

Kripa giggled and pushed Angad away before she dropped her head on his chest and nuzzled. She was mildly upset that she had to go back tomorrow. But the rest of her knew things would be different. She had a family. One that meant exactly what it said. And she was hoping to add to that family.

Thinking about that, she closed her eyes and slid her hands under the light sweater Angad was wearing. It felt good just to know that she could do that whenever she wanted. There would be no more awkward moments between them.

With a sigh and tipped her head back up and smiled at him. Closed her eyes briefly with he lowered his mouth to touch his lips to her forehead. "I love you."

Angad grinned. His stomach dipped at the same time. "It never gets old," he said and wrapped his arms tight around her. "I love you, two, three, four, five."

"Good." Because it felt right Kripa placed her hand on Angad's heart. The beating was steady, it warmed her. "We should do this more often. We could bring Hope next time."

"She would get a kick out of room service." Absently, he ran his fingers through her hair. "I miss her."

"So do I. She's happy with Dad. He bought her a puppy. I still can't believe it." She laughed when Angad groaned. "I'm sure she'll take care of it, Angad."

"I'm hoping she will. Anyways, for now, we're alone." He flipped and trapped Kripa under him with a foolish grinned at her face. "Tell me something I don't know." He asked as he feathered light kisses over her face.

"Hmm. Um." She giggled. "Are you sure you weren't a dog once upon a time? Something you don't know," she said when he simply kissed her neck. "I was in love, briefly, before you happened."

He stopped, lifted his head, and looked down at her. "Before we were married, right?"

Kripa pursed her lips, thought if she should be angry or amused. She decided to be amused for the moment. "Much before I knew you."

"Okay. Name, address. I'd like to go kill him for making me share my love."

Kripa smiled and brought his mouth down and passed him a brief, hard kiss. "That's not necessary. I love you alone. His name is Wade, the reporter."

Angad stopped playing with the hem of her shirt, eyes narrowed he looked down at her. "You never told me that story."

"No, I didn't. He went out with me to get an inside scoop of my family. I loved him because he listened. I was desperate for love at the time."

"Oh, baby." Feeling sad for her, he pressed his lips to her cheek, then the other. "I promise you won't feel that again. I have to kill him just for breaking your heart."

She grinned at him. "I'd like that actually. You can do that later." She tugged on his sweater, tossed it over the sofa. As if touching him for the first time, she ran her hands down his back and felt the muscles ripple. "Not bad councilor." Lifting her head, she pressed her lips to his shoulders. "You've kept well for a man who has to sit down mostly all day."

"You see…" He trailed off and just looked at her. He could never get tired of those eyes. They were so quite right then as she smiled at him. Her lips uncurled a moment and she lifted her hand to his face. "Kripa."

"Angad." She mimicked in the same serious tone. "What's up?"

"Hold on." Before she could ask him anything, he rolled off of the sofa and they both landed on the soft carpet together, laughing like little kids.

It wasn't everyday that Angad Khanna's daughter turned ten years old. So he was excited. He had his entire family, in-laws and what-not outside screaming and yelling like there was no one in the world besides them.

He took the moment to pull his wife into the kitchen and pin her against the wall to surprise her with a quick kiss. When he drew away she smiled at it.

"You have a daughter and a son waiting outside for you, Mr. Khanna."

"I know." He kissed her again. "I just wanted to tell you that I love you, Mrs. Khanna. You made me a happy man today ten years ago." He wrapped his arms around her waist and drew her against him. "We've hung on for ten years, Kripa. I can't believe it."

Warmed, she rubbed her cheek with his. "I can." Leaning back she framed his face. "You've been a good husband and a good father. But above that you've been a good friend and an excellent man. I love you for all of it."

"I thought I had lost you, Kripa. I really did. Then I saw you sitting on the bed and you looked at me. I was just so happy you were there. When I held you I knew you were there. When I held Hope I believed in us."

"So did I." She pressed her face into his shoulder and then gave him a light punch. "You're making me cry."

"You're entitled. Ten years with me." He laughed with her for a moment and held for a moment longer than he intended. "Lets take out the cake."

Long after the party was over, and their son, Amay, was sleeping, Kripa and Angad slid into Hope's bedroom. She was sitting in the middle of her bed waiting to open her presents. "Thank god! I've been dying."

Kripa rolled her eyes. "Well we're here." She picked up their dog and set it down. "How do you sleep with this ball of fur?"

Hope giggled and shifted against Angad. "He's a ball of fur that's why I can sleep with him."

Kripa sighed. "Okay, open when we got you first I guess."

"Duh. I do every year." She tugged on Kripa's hand until Angad and Kripa sat hip to hip and Hope in front of them. "Okay." She found the box and unwrapped it.

"Your mother's idea." Angad said as Hope started unwrapping. When Hope looked at him and lifted a brow, he felt his eyes fill a moment before he dried them. She was so much like her mother, he thought and reached for Kripa's hand.

"Oh, Mum!" Hope stared at the hand mirror with an H painted on it in curvy handwriting. "I saw it at the art museum the other day." She set it down and leaped up to throw her arms around Kripa. "I love you."

"I love you too. Happy birthday."

Angad watched them kiss and giggle before he gave an extended sigh, and saddened his eyes a bit. "Don't I get some of the love?"

Hope looked at him. "No. It was Mum's gift." She watched her father sulk a moment before she leaped up and threw her arms around his neck and kissed him on both his cheeks. "I love you, too." She settled her head on his shoulder still laughing. "I had the best birthday ever."

"You say that every year." Kripa said, running a hand down her daughters rich hair.

"We make it better every year." Angad said as they heard the baby wailing from the room across the hall. "He wants to share the moment."

"I'll get him." Hope said and slid out of the room. While she did, Angad wrapped his arms around Kripa and smiled. "What a happy family."

"Yup!" She turned her head and looked at him. "It is," she said even as Hope walked back in with her two year old brother little brother, talking to him like he understood everything.

"Is he hungry?" She asked handing him over to Kripa.

"No." Angad reached over and picked Hope up and settled her into his lap. "He was just missing us."

"That's all good." She narrowed her eyes and looked up at her father, while her mother fussed with Amay. "Mum. Dad."

"Hmmm." They said together.

"I want another sister." She demanded. Both Kripa and Angad looked at their daughter. "Don't look at me like that. If Adi Mamu can have already be having another baby, how come you can't?"

"Adi isn't having a baby, Tia is." Angad said and earned a sharp look from his daughter.

"But I want a sister!" At the same moment Amay began to wail again.

"It seems like he disagrees, like me." Kripa said, already aflutter with the idea of having another baby. "Bed time." She announced and took the baby with her.

"Daddy."

"Hope." He picked her up and began tucking her in. "How many siblings do you want."

She pursed her lips. "Two more. You have three siblings. So I can have three."

Angad sighed. "Baby, your mum is going to kill me."

"I don't care. I want another sister. Work on it."

Angad rolled his eyes. "We'll work on it." Leaning over he kissed his daughter full on the mouth. "Good night."

Angad met Kripa mid-way to their room and lifted her into his arms without a notice. "We have to work on it," he explained when Kripa looked at him.

"We worked on it last night, Angad. And the night before."

"We have try, just for Hope." He kicked the door, Kripa snapped the locks. "Please."

"Right, for Hope." She pulled him down with her and grinned. "We're done, Angad. We settled on two."
"Two after Hope. She'll be so disappointed."

"She is always disappointed. Come on, I have a meeting tomorrow about the next showing, lets go to bed."

"Uh-huh. We are in bed. Let's make love."

"Sleep."

"Love."

"Sleep."

"Love."

She narrowed her eyes. "Love."

"Sleeeep!"

"Ha!" She pushed him away. "Good night."

"Fine, I'll just tell Hope you didn't try." But he reached over and turned out the lights. Then turning, lifted his head and resting it on her chest. "This is just as good."

She chucked and wrapped her arms around him. "Yes, it is. Good night."

"Good night, baby. I love you."

"I love you, two, three four five." He chuckled and pressing his lips to her heart once, closed his eyes and fell asleep with her.

Tia snuggled into Adi with a sigh briefly reflected back to her life the few months before she had been engaged to Adi. They had perhaps been the most miserable few months of her life. Now, she could say that it was the trial period to today. She was happy today with her husband, a little boy who had completed her world a year after her marriage with Adi. And, she was three months into bringing another baby into this world. She wanted a larger family unlike her siblings. Angad was more than likely settling for the two he had, three maybe if he could convince Kripa. Abhi had his three and has put a full stop to his family. It was complete for him. Tash, she was married for a year and had no intentions of kids for at least the next six weeks. She wanted to enjoy the next six weeks before she finally took the step into parent hood. She was happy with Karan. He had done her good, and he had convinced her to move close to home. Tia had missed her little sister the years she had been away from her. Anyways, Tash wasn't having more than two. It suited her. A small family.

Tia wanted as many as she could get. And she wanted her children close. A year apart was good for her. She was going to abide to the plan and fill her house so there wasn't a moment when someone wasn't laughing or crying. She enjoyed the pampering she got from Adi in the months she was pregnant, she enjoyed the pampering he gave their son and her when time came.

"What are you thinking?" Casually, he ran his hand down her naked back and kissed the top of her head. The moment Tia has told him she loved him, Adi had begun to believe that nothing was impossible.

"I'm thinking that I'm a lucky lady to have you." She rolled on top of him and folding her arms on his chest, rested her chin there to look at him. "And I'm thinking about having a big family."

"How big?" He asked with a smile.

"Football team big." Grinning she kissed the tip of his nose. "I love you, Aditiya."

"I love the way you call me Aditiya." He wrapped his arms around her and nuzzled her. "Don't wake up before me tomorrow, wake up with me."

"Sounds good. You can help me with breakfast."

"Sounds excellent. You know what I'm going to do right now?" He rolled gently and pinned her on her back. "Make love to you all over again. You both need it." He lowered his head to her slightly big stomach and pressed his lips to her abdomen. "I love you both."

Jaya slid into bed and right into her husband arms with a sigh. "It's been a long day." She said and closed her eyes to rest them. She was actually beginning to feel old now. She had so many grandchildren and yet she couldn't wait for more. She knew Adi was going to indulge her with more. She wished Kripa would do the same.

"It's been an excellent, long day." Amit said and kissed her lightly. "You're just getting old, sweetheart."

"Old? Me? Look whose talking!" She chuckled and reached over him to shut out the lights. "I wish we were young again, Amit. We could do so many things differently."

"Too bad we can't. We've done good, Jaya. We love our children and the herd of grandchildren we have. We can give them the love we never gave our kids. And we can continue to support and love our kids like we never did before."

Lifting her head, she rested it on his heart. "Yes, we can. They are happy, all of them. It feels so good to know that we'll wake-up, day after day, and know that they love us and respect us. That we can see them anytime we want."

"Yes, that does feel good. We'll make sure it stays that way."

"Yes, we will." She sighed, yawned. "I love you."

"I love you more, babe. Good night."

"Good night." She said and closed her eyes knowing was perfectly in place and this time forever. There would be times of ups and downs, but she knew they would get through it. Like a family.

So that was the end of another FF! I'm gonna write still, once a week, just for you guys, so here is the link for my next one! Replay!

https://india-forums.com/forum_posts.asp?TID=720156

Hugs and Kisses,

Neha

wow neha i totally forgot this thing was ending! lol! fab end, like always im speechless! tia and adi football team😆 natasha and karan togetherr!! yay! lol like that wasnt gonna happen! a-k, totally in love like always! lookin forward to the new ff, it seems awesome!

hey neha that was great ending. i like all the couples in ur story but the main are ofcourse angad and kripa and i love them. i even like ur new ff topic. pleaseeeeeeeee continue that one

love ya

mittal

thats a awesome part... Adi-Tia is so cute... they have a kid... u dint tell his name... never mind... i like their family... so cute.... 😳 😳 😳
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👏 great ending neha and thx for new one 👏

Great going again!!!!!!!!!! I loved how you ended the story with happy endings for all the couples. It was really nice.

awesome part. gr8 ending to the fan fic. really awesome. i'll miss this fan fic. and thank you sooo much for writing another fan fic. ur fan fics are the best. 👏

perfect ending neha...
cant wait 4 ur next fick