A\N After the final episode of series two, I had a whole load of questions about what would happen next. I need closure, so I decided to close it myself. Here's how this fic will work- for each character, I'll write what I think happened to them after Ned and Chuck go to see Lily and Vivian. I'll attempt to tie up any loose ends- I hope you enjoy this and will be nice enough to review. The 1st chapter is Ned. The first part of this chapter is kind of a recap, and after that my original story starts.

Disclaimer: If it was mine, it wouldn't be cancelled :(

As we all know, after the death of his mother and Chuck's father, Young Ned was shipped off to the Longborough School for Boys. At this time, Ned was sure that he would die a lonely ,magic fingered freak, with only Digby for company. But this boy grew up to become the Pie Maker, and the Pie Maker was far from alone.

The first person to befriend Ned was none other than one Olive Snook,next door neighbour, whom he hired as a waitress at his Pie Hole. Olive was a chirpy, friendly sort and they had a close friendship. He didn't notice Olive wanted more than friendship, he only noticed that she was a good friend, both to him and to Digby.

The first person to keep Ned's magic secret was one Emerson Cod, private investigator. Spotting Ned's unusual talent for waking the dead, Ned joined Emerson's P.I agency, solving murders by simply waking up the dead body and asking who killed them and then collecting the reward money. The conversation that took place at their first meeting went something like this.

"I just seen a dead man touch you and come back to life, then you touched him and he died again, you wanna explain that to me?" Emerson growled.

"No, no! It wasn't what it looked like! Waking dead people isn't possible, it'd be like un frying an egg that's already fried which is impossible! I didn't do anything! Please don't arrest me and cut me up to see how I work, I'll give you anything, I'll do anything-" Ned gabbled frantically.

"Whoa, whoa! Calm down! You own this dump?"

"It is not a dump! It's the Pie Hole! My Pie Hole! I make pies. I'm a...a...pie maker!"

"Sure you are, but you ain't gonna make squat bakin pies all day. I gotta little proposition. I keep your secret if you help me with my P.I business. Solving crimes would be a whole lot easier if I could say, wake up the victims and ask them how they died. We collect the reward money, I give you a cut of the profits and everyone's happy. What do you say?"

"Well, I...I'll think about it."

Ned thought about it and in the end agreed...which led to the fateful day he agreed to wake up lonely tourist Charlotte Charles.

He hadn't planned to keep her alive but couldn't bring himself to kill her once again. As he said to his beloved Chuck, "I thought my world would be a better place if you were in it."

And from then on, things got complicated

There was the small matter of a grumpy Emerson Cod who took a while to warm to his new alive-again girlfriend. And then there was Olive, who was not only green in her name and clothes, but green with jealousy. And not even Chuck was completely happy, as Ned had told her she could never again talk to her aunts.

This was a lie, but at the time Ned didn't know it.

Things grew even more complicated when Dwight Dixon began sniffing around and then Chuck persuaded him to re-alive her dad whom he had accidentally killed, to find out what Dwight was up to. Charles Charles instantly disliked the Pie Maker and consequently vanished into the night with Ned's car when Chuck chose to stay with Ned.

Whilst Dwight Dixon was looking for Ned's father, Ned found his half brothers, Maurice and Ralston. A pair of young magicians still mourning the loss of their father and longing for a family, they welcomed Ned as their brother with open arms.

At this moment, Ned is 29 years, 5 months, 2 weeks, 3 days, 15 hours and 56 minutes old.

"There are exactly 5 days, 6 hours and 47 minutes until Chuck gets back," he informed Emerson Cod, who was enjoying his daily slice of pie.

Emerson rolled his eyes. In his opinion, Ned needed to stop worrying about Dead Girl, and instead worry about the case they were supposed to be working on.

"I really want to call her. It's like that desire you have when you're a child to open sealed envelopes, even though you know you're going to get into trouble. There are 2 hours and 32 minutes until she calls me."

Emerson grunted, irritated.

"No, you should not damn well call her! She needs to spend time with her aunts, supporting then on their tour and you need to spend time working with me on who the hell killed Frieda Frerri."

"Oh...now there are only 2 hours and 29 minutes left until she calls me."

"Will you shut up? I don't count the minutes it takes Simone to call me!"

"No, but you're always listening for the clickety click of her fingers."

"I am not!"

Ned snorted. He was correct in thinking that Emerson Cod was lying.

"I have to go and see Maurice and Ralston tonight. It's a getting-to-know you evening where we...get to know each other. I didn't think I'd ever get to like Maurice and Ralston...but I do. I'm taking them pie. Maurice likes kiwi. Ralston likes strawberry."

"But we're goin to that morgue first, right?"

"Yeah, we should probably go now. Let's see what Frieda Frerri has to say."

Frieda Frerri was killed with an apple. It had a particular type of poison in it that causes your blood to dissolve into air and your lips and tongue to rot.

Luckily this did not hinder her ability to speak. Her face was a startling contrast of white skin and black mouth. She looked like a vampire. Ned set his watch and tapped her.

"Hello," she said, sitting up. "I had the weirdest hallucination that I was killed by a poisoned apple."

"Sorry, you're dead, you have one minute to tell us who killed you and give us any last requests."

"I'M DEAD?! I can't be This must be a mistake!"

"Keep your voice down! And yeah, you're dead." Ned hissed.

Frieda Freeri started to cry.

"I don't wanna be dead!" she sobbed.

"Just tell us who killed you already!" Emerson yelled impatiently.

"Shhhh!" Ned hushed him.

"I think it might've been my stepdad...he doesn't like me and he's always nagging me to eat fruit and stuff."

"O.K, times up!" Ned reached out and re deaded the unfortunate Frieda.

On their way out, the coroner stopped Emerson to tell him the facts as he saw them.

"You know, shouting at them dead bodies ain't gonna help you find the murderer."

"No, but it makes me feel better," Emerson answered while Ned glared at him.

"Mmmmm-hmmmm," said the coroner suspiciously.

Ned pushed all thoughts of Frieda Frerri away as he prepared the pies for his little half brothers. They didn't exactly know about his special talent, and now seemed a good time to tell them. They deserved to know and Ned was sick of secrets. If he didn't explain his magic finger, how was he going to explain the rest of his life? However, he was extremely scared of their reactions.

"Hey, Maurice and Ralston, there's something I didn't tell you. I help Emerson by bringing dead people back to life to solve their murders. But I only let them talk for a minute before touching them again to kill them to prevent other stuff from dying. Oh, and you know Chuck? She should be dead but I swapped her life for Lawrence Schatz's life and..."

Ned stopped practicing his explanation with a sigh.

"I sound like a mad man. Mad Ned. What am I thinking? I can't tell them," he told Digby.

Digby whined sympathetically.

Ned packed the pies and set off. He was borrowing Emerson's truck, as Charles Charles had taken off in his car and he couldn't yet afford another one.

Maurice and Ralston answered the door with a stunned expression.

"It's me, Ned!" Ned announced, grinning nervously. "You remembered I was coming, right?" he checked, reading their expressions.

"Yeah, but we have an...unexpected visitor," Maurice explained.

"Who?" Ned asked.

"Dad," said Ralston.

"WHAT!?" Ned shrieked. "Please tell me this is a really bad joke, like at school when you put a pin on someone's chair, and it's funny to watch, but really not funny for the guy who went and sat on it."

"Who is it, boys?" called a male voice.

Ned was overcome with the desperate desire to run away, for he did not wish to see this father who had broken his promise to come back and abandoned Ned at the Longborough School For Boys. One look at the faces of Maurice and Ralston told him they didn't know what to do either. Then he thought about what Chuck would do, and he knew she would never leave Maurice and Ralston to try and make sense of this alone. He also realised that when he got the chance, he must tell his brothers about his magic finger. If Lily and Vivian Charles knew, it was unfair for them to not know. They were family.

"I suppose I'd better come in," Ned told them.

A/N Reviews appreciated! I hope all the details are correct- Maurice and Ralston don't know about Ned's magic finger, right? Also, don't worry this cliffhanger will be resolved in the next chapter. Which will be Chuck's.