Everyone, we have made it to the final chapter of "Revived". I know that so many of you have waited for a VEEEEEERRRRYYYY long time to read this conclusion. I appreciate your patience and kindness. I know that many of you have expressed that you have different religious views, but not once have I had a negative comment for my representation of mine. I thank you for that respect. I hope that I wrote in a way that showed respect to yours as well!

Now, I want to list those who supported me through this story. Thanks to all of the following who regularly reviewed (as well of those who followed and favourited!): Guests and guests (many!), Goof, DD, evieerose (such a faithful reviewer), 98Agent (also so faithful), A, x, Bonenurse, and gee. You have all brightened my days with your kind and thoughtful words. I went through a major time of depression and anxiety through the last year, which caused many unexpected breaks in my writing. You did not give up on me, nor did I give up on myself! Today is my birthday and this is a gift both to myself and to all of you faithful readers! I did not realize that I had not already posted chapter sixteen, so even though I would normally spread out my stories, I am posting both chapters today - you guys deserve it! I will also be posting a one-shot, "Therapist", which I love and think that you will as well!

Be looking out for some upcoming sequels to this story. I have a pretty intense plot approaching which I think that you will love. Let's just say that all the begging for couples may actually come to something! This has been a ridiculously long author's note, so I'll wrap it up!

Love you guys! 3 Ira-Grace White

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Sunday morning was living up to its name - the sun was shining unusually bright and warm. Perhaps it was because of the extra energy from one very special team of agents who were excited to get to church.

Levi nudged Sue's hand. She turned to see Lucy sign "Jack's here". Sue smiled and went to the door. Sure enough, the dark-haired agent was in nice slacks and a dress shirt, balancing a bag of donuts and a tray of coffee. He flushed as he explained, "Had to bring Levi his jelly-filled treat." Sue laughed and motioned him into the apartment.

"Lucy and I are almost ready. Thanks for picking us up. We could have driven ourselves, you know."

"I know," he signed.

"So, ready to join the church?" Sue asked. Jack nodded.

"I met with the pastor and deacons earlier this week. I'm glad to be getting back into it. I'm just realizing how much I've actually missed church in my life."

"It helps keep me grounded," Sue nodded. She turned to Lucy. "And you! You are being baptized!"

Lucy smiled nervously. "Yes."

"You sure you don't want to wait until a day when you can invite more of your family or friends?"

"My grandmother is coming and you and Jack. I'll let the others know, but I didn't want to wait. I was excited to hear that they were doing a baptism this Sunday." Lucy picked up her bag with a change of clothes, a towel, and her blow dryer so that she could dry off after the baptism. "Let's go!"

So with coffee, donuts, post-baptism supplies, Bibles, and hope, the three people and one well-behaved golden retriever set off for Sue's church, soon be shared with both of her best friends.

She could never have imagined that having a dinner for her friends would have resulted in such a beautiful outcome. She knew that they would all continue to respect Myles' wishes, but they would pray for him. All of them were alive and well - they had heard from Myles that Tara would be back soon and that she was okay. Sue's life had changed and so had the lives of all of her co-workers and best friends. God had been so good to all of them.

This was the perfect Sunday!

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"Morning, Bobby," D called across the parking lot at the small church across town. The Ganses attended a different church than Sue did, this one being closer to their home and having a really good children's program that helped engage Davy and Tanya. When Bobby had asked for directions, D had been happy to provide them.

"Morning, D," Bobby called back. He shifted his new Bible under his arm and replied Tanya's energetic wave. The six year-old had her hair tied in colourful bows and wore a fluffy dress with a full skirt, evident when she spun. Davy was pulling unhappily on his bow tie but got distracted when he too saw Bobby. The Gans family crossed the parking lot, avoiding other cars of families coming to church.

"Glad to see you here, Bobby," Donna announced, leaning over to give him a hug. "I heard about your accident."

"Yeah, I'm doing much better now," Bobby assured her. She smiled.

"Let's hurry! I want to go sing!" Tanya demanded, pulling on her parents hands.

"Then let's head in."

D led the way to a row of seats near the back. Davy scooted down the row first, determined to sit next to Bobby, one of the "superheroes" who worked with his dad. D sat next to Bobby. Tanya, also wanting to sit next to a hero, scrambled into her daddy's lap and beamed up at Bobby with her impish grin. Donna sat next to D, leaning against him slighly and entwining her fingers with his. They were all perfectly happy - until a soft voice asked, "Can I sit here?" Everyone turned and saw Tara, her face glowing with a fresh happiness since the last time anyone had seen her.

"Oh, yes! Yes!" Donna exclaimed as D and Bobby both felt a weight removed from their shoulders knowing that Tara was back to safety.

As the praise team started the music and the congregation stood up to sing, the little row of friends and family near the back were no longer perfectly happy - they were well beyond perfect!

Indeed, this was the perfect Sunday all around!