Resting my hand on the cold concrete that was Tony's headstone I couldn't help but wipe tears from my eyes. That night in the restaurant will forever be etched into my mind.

"I know that you wouldn't be happy with the way I am living my life now, but it's for the best. You were once such an important part of my life, but I never had the freedom I needed and deserved. I didn't want it to come from your passing, but I guess fate works in mysterious ways. I love you Tony. Goodbye."

Standing up I wipe the dirt off my jeans and took one last look at his headstone. Kissing my fingers, I placed them against the headstone before turning and walking away.

So much had happened in the past year. Now that Oden was no longer a threat, the Police were able to clean up the drugs that were left on the streets and had a better handle on what was coming into the city. Julius had taken over the running of all of Tony's restaurants and clubs, after deciding not to go to med school.

"Everything ok?" startled, I looked up and was met with the most handsome pair of eyes gazing down on me. Looking around I realised I was already back at the SUV that was parked and waiting for me.

"I'm fine. It's for the best. I can't keep blaming myself for what happened. So many good things came out of it." I replied with a deep breath. Hearing a squeal, I peered into the backseat to see a squirming toddler wanting to get out. Smiling I unbuckled him and picked him up. Holding him tight I was so thankful that he survived.

"Will they both be ok?" I heard a distant voice demand. That sounds like….but it can't be! This has to be a dream.

"We will know more when she wakes up." a polite voice responded.

Forcing my eyes open I moved my head to where the voice had come from. Sure enough, standing by the window gazing outside, was Logan.

"But…but…how? You….fire….no….has to be….dream" I mumbled, hearing the beeping next to me quicken I could feel my heart pounding. This had to be some sort of dream.

"Baby. Oh my god baby you're awake. It's ok, I can explain. Just try and relax, your heart rate is going through the roof" he said gently moving quickly to the chair by the bed. Taking my hand he kissed it gently. Closing my eyes I took a few deep breaths to try and slow my heart rate. Opening them again I focused in on the handsome miracle sitting by my bed.

"Ok, I'm ready." I whispered. As he began my head started racing with questions about what happened. They already had word on what Tony was planning to do so Logan and Jeremy were moved to a secure facility and the "story" leaked to police. Thankfully none of Tony's men had bothered to check that whether there was anyone actually in the house.

After the show down at the restaurant Dom had called Logan and told him to go over to the house as fast as he could as he knew no one would be able to stop me but him. Thankfully Dom had been able to read my mind and call an ambulance as soon as I left. After pumping my stomach they had kept an eye on the baby to make sure the drugs hadn't done too much damage. I had been given back the man I love, and was given another chance at life and to top it off, my baby would have his father.

Feeling a hand on my cheek I looked up to see concern on Logan's face.

"You ok beautiful?" he asked, wiping tears from my cheeks.

"Of course. Just remembering how lucky I have been." Kissing the top of Sean's head I buckled him back into his car seat and wrapped my arms around Logan and buried my face in his chest.

"Come on, we better go pick Jeremy up from his sleep over. We both know how much he hates being away from his brother." I pulled back and smiled. Slipping into the front I rested my head back on the head rest and breathed deep.

"Once the wedding is over you, me and the kids will get away some nice. You deserve the break, you have been working hard trying to put the wedding together." He smiled across at me. Feeling the conversation that was coming I felt the tension in my muscles return.

"I completely agree hun, and I know what you're going to say next but I'm not going to change my mind. Sean has your surname but I feel that I should keep mine. There is a lot of power and protection that comes with the Sanchez name, and I don't think I'm ready to give that up. It's not that I love you any less, or him any more, I guess it's just who I'm meant to be." Knowing he still wasn't happy I turned to look out the window. There was no way that he was going to understand. And I know it's partly because there is so much I could never tell him.

Because the fact remains, I am, Talia Jean Sanchez, notorious mob boss. And no one messes with the Sanchez name.

The End

A/N – Thanks so much to everyone that has followed this story. I know I have left it open, because who knows, I might decide to continue it later. Especially as one question remains, where's Madison? ;)