Author Note:
Wow, what a scare last chapter was. Also, to say again that the prayer that Olivia and the priest used for the exorcism (it's considered a prayer) is Catholic because Olivia (as well as the priest) were Catholic, however it was based on what one might say as I said before I wished to not use to the exact prayers involved since I was already ify on the subject of exorcism because I believe it can happen (for that reason, I didn't follow what may actually happen in a real exorcism) and because I didn't want to include things that were too religious for those who aren't of that religion that may read this (if you're curious there are a few different prayers to protect one from evil entities- the most common ones are the two Catholic prayers The Lord's Prayer and the Prayer of Saint Micheal and the other most commonly used one is a Wicca's protection prayer.)
WARNING- if you ever do look up exorcism based things, be cautious. Just looking things up can open one's mind and body to the influence of such things if there's such an entity in your house or it can even invite one to your home if you're not careful. And just because this whole fic was basically a teen ghost hunting thing- if you're interested in teen ghost hunting there's a lot of books for it like Ghost Hunting For Beginners and The Other Side: A Teen's Guide to Ghost Hunting and the Paranormal (if you do actually do those things- by things meaning ghost hunting- take caution please).
Please review!
~CWA

Epilogue:

Olivia:

"Thanks again, Father," I said formally with a small bow.

Father John Brown just nodded with a small smile. I held the Bible in my hands and headed out of the church, just thankful that the priest that helped exorcise that demon out of my body a good nine years ago was now a close friend and almost a real father to me- or more like an uncle, I mused to myself. Yet now, I was twenty-five and living a pretty good life. Granted, my life still included a lot of demons, exorcisms, and ghosts.

Either way, I headed straight to my apartment and put the Bible in my room on top of my dresser before getting dressed into the Exorcist team shirt, jeans, boots, and the team jacket that had my name on it. When I exited the bedroom, Armin greeted me. Like myself, he wore the team outfit.

"Hey beautiful, did I ever tell you that you are more kick-butt than Lara Craft?"

"No, but that's nice to hear," I said as I gave a small kiss to my husband, "So, I take it Alexy, Kim, and Rodger are going to meet us half-way to the site so we can arrive as a team?"

"You got that right," Armin nodded.

Rodger was some guy whom we met in college when we got our degree in the paranormal. He was pretty good with the tech-side of things so he was officially our techie- well, that wasn't the proper term, but that was what we called him.

"And you took Blair to the day care, right?"

"Yes, ma'am," Armin said with a mock salute and then stuck his tongue out at me, "Just what type of father would forget to take his own kid to the daycare?"

"Mommy," Blair said as she rushed to hug my leg.

Blair, aged three years old, looked up at me with violet eyes, her black braid swishing against her back. Her cute pink cargo shorts had pockets that were obviously the chosen hidden spot for her stuffed animals as a few stuffed animal heads were poking out and her black and pink striped shirt was dirtied with something- I was almost sure I didn't even want to know what it was. I picked her up as I looked up at Armin with a quirked eyebrow. He rubbed the back of my neck sheepishly.

"Okay, so I did forget...I love you," he said making puppy-dog eyes, silently begging for forgiveness.

"Fine," I said, giving in, "It's alright. We can take her on our way to meet the others..."

I rolled up the sleeves to my white button-up shirt as I entered the old house- my old house. I almost bought it, but I explained to the ghost of Agatha- err Auntie- that it brought back too many bad memories. She understood. She just made me promise to never forget her and I haven't, which was why I was entering the house with a small smile. I was determined to help find that locket so she could move on. Thankfully, it was an open house and I was friends with the retailer so it was easy to just enter the house- my friend wasn't complaining since she knew of my abilities and she was positive that it was haunted. It was pretty easy to convince her that I needed some alone time in the house.

"Olivia," a voice whispered.

I turned to see the ghost called Auntie. She still looked exactly the same, as opposed to me since I've gotten taller, got a tiny bit heavier but not much, and I had curves. My hair was now cut a lot shorter though. I smiled at Auntie.

"Yeah, it's me."

"Oh dearie," Auntie cried, "it's so good to see you. Look at how much you've grown! When you said that you were moving away from Sweet Amoris, I was so scared that you were going to forget about me!"

I did move away from Sweet Amoris the second that I turned nineteen. Armin and I moved in together, actually. Though Alexy, his parents, and everyone else we knew from the town still stayed there- minus Nathaniel who I was pretty sure was a lawyer now.

"I haven't seen you since you said goodbye! What's the news? Are you married? Oh I see a ring! So you are married! Did you bring pictures? Do you have any kids? Do you have a job? Are you still a ghost hunter?"

I laughed slightly and took out my wallet.

"Remember the guy I was dating, Armin? He's my husband now," I explained, "We have a three year old named Blair. I actually do have a job- my husband and I own a video game shop that seconds as a cafe. And yes, I am still a ghost hunter."

I showed her the pictures in my wallet of us as a family and the ones of just Blair.

"Oh that's so wonderful dearie! But if you have a life and a family now, why come back here?"

"I moved on," I said simply, "So I'm here to help you move on as well."

Auntie was in tears as I went down to the basement. She couldn't bring herself to come down with me since she was convinced that, like the other times I had tried, I would come up with nothing. I wondered about what Nana told Auntie- she said that it was in plain sight. What could that mean? It took me ten minutes of searching every crack and every speck before my eyes drifted to the old dresser. I went over and looked through the drawers. Curiously, I found a secret compartment in one of them. Opening it, I found a locket. I smiled to myself as I held onto the necklace and went back upstairs.

"Empty handed again," Auntie sighed, "I expected as much."

"Actually," I said, holding the necklace out by the chain, letting the locket dangle in the air, "I found it."

"Okay, so maybe I went a little overboard with the shopping," Alexy admitted sheepishly.

One would have thought that after my first baby shower with Blair, that I would have learned my lesson about Alexy and his need to shop. However, I seemed to have forgot that as I looked at the cute baby boy clothes in front of me. I rubbed my tummy slightly, just imaging what Ash would look like in the clothes when he came out. There was also basic baby necessities piled up on the other side of the room from Kim, Rodger, and Iris.

"Ya think," I said dryly with a slight laugh, "I appreciate it though- I think I won't have to do any shopping for him for a while."

It was at that moment that my lovely husband walked in with his nose in a hand held game system.

"Ohhhh what game," I asked excitedly.

When he didn't answer me, I felt my eye twitch.

"Hey," Kim snapped, "When a pregnant lady asks you a question, you better answer her, we clear?"

Armin's head snapped up so fast that I thought it might break. Iris laughed,

"You would think you two would have out grown your video game playing."

"You're never too old for video games," Armin and I said in union before high-fiving with a triumph expression on our faces.

"Remind me to never ask you to baby sit Ariel," Kim said dryly.

Ariel, obviously, was Kim's adopted daughter since she was never one for relationships and remained 'single, wild, and free' as she put it. All of us, officially, now had at least one kid actually- Iris even had two just like Armin and I were about to have.

We may have been ghost hunters still. We may be fascinated with the paranormal. Yet, we were good.

Yeah, life was pretty good to us.