Disclaimer: I do not own Degrassi.

Author's note: Well, this is the last chapter. Thank you so much for giving my story a chance, for reading my attempt at a happy story. I will post a new story on Friday, and it will be the return to my dark, angsty roots, but with what I hope is an interesting twist. I'm pretty excited about it. Hopefully you will read it and find it mildly interesting. Thank YOU.

This chapter is dedicated to the real-life couple who inspired this story, V and M. They have been married for almost 19 years now, and have (obviously) been through really rough times. It makes me happy to now see them struggling with mundane events such as raising a tween boy and a rather outspoken teenage girl. They are an inspiration to me, and their life is a testament to true love. They make me believe that maybe someday, even though I've been hurt, I will find the love of my life. Thanks, V, for being such an amazing human being, for being a father figure to me. Thanks M, even though we clash sometimes, you give me really good advice. Thank you.

-Months later-

Eli

He put the last frame in one of the boxes and sighed as he looked around. The living room was completely empty, and Adam came out of his bedroom carrying a heavy-looking box.

"Do you need help?" asked Eli, brushing dust off his clothes.

"Nah, man, I'm good," shrugged Adam, putting the box on the floor. "I can't believe this is happening. We are going our separate ways."

"Dude, we are just going to live fifteen minutes away from each other," mocked Eli, patting his friend on the shoulder.

"I guess…" sighed Adam. "But I'm really excited about you two, finally moving in together. Though Clare pretty much lived here already."

Eli smiled as Adam continued to arrange his boxes. It would be sad to leave his old apartment, but he was looking forward to start a new stage of his life with Clare. She had been remembering things little by little, and although she still had some blank spaces in her memory, the progress she made had surprised her doctors, family, and therapist. Clare had defied all odds, regaining her past one step at a time.

He was still an atheist, but Eli had to admit that there were some things that just couldn't be explained.

"And you're graduating tomorrow," grinned Adam. "Man, your life looks good."

"You will be there, right?" asked Eli hopefully.

"I wouldn't miss it for the world."

They both looked at each other and then hugged awkwardly, and Adam chuckled softly.

"When are you proposing?" asked Adam curiously as they let go of each other.

Eli swallowed slowly, and dug his hands in his pockets. He brushed one of the boxes with his foot, considering his answer.

"Soon, just not yet," shrugged Eli. "I'll find the right time. I just want her to go back to school and feel comfortable before I ask her."

"Makes sense," said Adam. "And hey, you're going to live together, so you are practically married already."

Eli merely nodded and went back to work on his boxes. As he started taping them, he thought briefly of the accident, and how it had changed their lives completely. Things would never be the same, but his relationship with Clare had always been unpredictable. Their relationship had been tested in the most bizarre, horrific way.

But they made it through.

Clare

"I'm so sad that you're not going to be here for Eli's graduation," said Clare as Darcy finished packing.

"I'm sorry, but it was the only flight I could get," said Darcy, seemingly disappointed.

Clare watched her sister pack, and thought of her empty apartment. She was moving with Eli to a new apartment, ready to finally start their life together. She was excited and scared about it, but she loved Eli and she knew that they would be okay.

She still didn't remember some of the events of her past, such as her graduation from high school, her first kiss with Eli (which she desperately wanted to remember), her first few semesters of college… all of those memories she wished she would recover someday.

The accident was now painfully etched in her memory, with the smell of hot metal and blood still haunting her every other night, but Eli was always there for her, holding her hand until the brief terror passed. Every now and then Eli would have nightmares too, and the constant pain in his leg would not let him forget. She remembered what Eli had said the first time they met after the accident:

It's funny how you want to remember an incident I would rather forget

She finally understood what Eli had meant, and it struck her as ironic that now she wanted to forget all about the accident. Sometimes she still felt trapped in the car, but as Eli told her, little by little both of them would get out of it. She hoped that someday the emotional pain would subdue, leaving them free at last.

Time would heal everything, she thought.

"You seem deep in thought, my dear sister," mocked Darcy as she zipped up her bags.

"Just thinking of everything that has happened in the last year," explained Clare, leaning against the wall. "How in one second, my life changed. And yet, Eli seemed to be the only constant thing in it. I mean, and you, of course. Thanks, Darcy. For giving up everything to be here with me. Sorry I kept you here for so long."

Darcy let go of her bags and walked over to Clare, hugging her tightly. "Clare, you're my sister and I would do anything, everything for you. I'm just glad you're better now, and I know that Eli will take good care of you."

Clare hugged her sister back, feeling happy and hopeful. "Thank you. Thank you, Darcy."

Darcy let go of Clare, and both sisters had tears in their eyes. "Come on, let's save this mushy moment for the airport," said Darcy, wiping her tears away.

Eli

"I'm exhausted."

Eli realized that moving just a day before his graduation wasn't the best idea, and his muscles were starting to ache. His leg was also starting to bother him a little, so he decided to take a small break. Eli lay on the floor of their new living room, and Clare followed him, giggling. Both of them were covered in dust and Eli's nose wrinkled a little when he smelled his own sweat.

"I stink. Sorry," he said to Clare.

"It's not that bad," said Clare, resting her head on his chest. "You've been moving boxes all day."

"So have you, and you look perfect," protested Eli.

"Well… I am perfect," mocked Clare, kissing him on the cheek.

"Don't forget modest," grinned Eli, and turned to face her, searching for Clare's lips. They made out for a while, the carpet underneath them slightly burning Eli's elbow.

His mind was playing tricks on him, torturing him with the "what ifs" that he thought about constantly. He always feared that Clare would wake up one day and not remember him again; it was an ever-present thought, although he knew that it would be practically impossible.

He pushed those thoughts away and focused on kissing his girlfriend, enjoying the texture of Clare's soft lips.

"Are you excited about graduating?" asked Clare as Eli leaned his forehead against hers.

"Yeah, I'm finally done with school," breathed Eli. "Thrilled about it. And then I'll start working at the publishing company… it will be fun."

"Editing other people's work," mumbled Clare, brushing her lips on his. "I bet that makes you feel great."

"You will never let go of me editing your work in Miss Dawes' class, huh?" smirked Eli. "How come you remember that? Not fair."

"Selective memory," said Clare, and kissed him again. Eli deepened the kiss as he slid his hand under Clare's shirt, teasing her skin with his fingertips.

"You're just amazing," whispered Eli, and Clare snuggled closer to him.

"You're pretty cool yourself," said Clare, and Eli chuckled.

"So, what are we doing after your graduation?" asked Clare curiously as Eli pulled her closer to him. "I mean, we're going out for dinner with both our parents but afterwards?"

"I was thinking… my bed, your body," mused Eli, and Clare started laughing. "That's all I need, Clare. I only need you."

Clare sighed deeply next to him, and Eli kissed her again, enjoying every single second of the moment they were sharing. To have Clare by his side, to have her remember most of their past together, that was enough for him.

"Are you going to be waiting for me behind the stage when I get my diploma?" asked Eli, holding her close. "Your face is the only thing I want to see after I get it."

Clare looked at him, her eyes finally full of the love he remembered, and suddenly, the girl who had woken up several months ago without any recollection of him disappeared. Eli was no longer a stranger to her, but the love of her life. Clare was back, and she then spoke the sweetest words Eli had ever heard.

"Don't worry, Eli. I won't forget."