Hey everybody! Sorry I've took weeks to update this again, I got writer's block and truth be told, I still have. All these spoilers floating about, the end becoming nearer I literally don't know where to go with this story anymore. I was speaking to my twitter friends and Ella has come up with the idea of a epilogue, which I liked the thought of, so here it is.

There's been alot of talk if people will still write fanfiction when the end of Brendan occurs and I'm one of those people that say I hope I will, but I'm probably just going to do one-shots incase writer's block happens again!

Anyway here's to the end of a 13 chapter fic! Thankyou everyone for your reviews - never expected to get so many readers!

Brendan is nervous, probably just as nervous as he's been around Steven for the last two years, constantly walking on egg-shells and not wanting stupid little arguments that could force Steven to re-think his idea to be fully with him again. He is scared; scared that Ste will bring up the past and think Brendan did cause his accident, and that Brendan did cause him to lose out the first six years of his children's lives.

Today is the day Brendan is going to do the one thing he never thought he would. The one thing that will change his outlook on life for good. The one thing that will actually secure Steven actually being his again. Forever.

It's New Year's Eve. The one day Brendan has always hated before Steven came into his life.

New beginnings. Drunk bastards. One-night stands. Hangovers. Dodgy club-goes.

He's seen them all, yet tonight is different. Tonight he is sat nursing his drink, chatting away to Cheryl's husband Nate. They both look towards the dancefloor laughing at how drunk their extended family is, noting that they are definately going to have to help them home tonight because as soon as they hit the cold air outside they are going to drop to the floor like flies.

Ste frees himself from Amy's grasp, leaving her with Cheryl who isn't drunk at all, which Brendan finds odd, she's always up for a party and up for a drink but tonight she isn't her normal self. Who would be their normal self though when Amy's catching your wrists trying to pull you up for a dance, when it's something you really don't want to do?

Ste sways over to Brendan, quickly grabbing the arms of the stall either side of Brendan's body to steady himself.

Brendan looks down at Ste's arms, smiling to himself as he looks back up into his eyes. Eyes look different when somebody is intoxicated, yet he notices that Ste's don't, they shine even more if that's possible. "Ye drunk Steven?"

"No. Course I'm not drunk! What gave you that idea?" Ste laughs to himself, cheeky shit.

"I don't know Steven, whatever gave me that idea eh?"

"It's nearly midnight you know. Am I getting a kiss?"

Nate excuses himself, and Brendan doesn't know if it's because he feels uncomfortable, because he wants to free Cheryl or because he doesn't want to help Ste when he falls on the floor. All are possibilities.

"You might."

"Can I get an early one?"

Brendan smirks, and let's the laughter escape. "You do realise we are together Steven, you don't need to ask to kiss me. I've got a thing for vodka-tasting mouths"

"Only my mouth." Steven retorts, putting emphasis on 'my.'

"Hm..." Brendan leans in close to his boy, giving him a quick peck. "You'll get more in..." Brendan looks at his phone. "6 minutes."

"I'll look forward to it."

10...9...8...7...6...5...4...3...2...1...

"HAPPY NEW YEARRRRRRR"

The room screams. Everybody is hugging and kissing eachother wishing them the best for the year of 2019. Brendan hardly notices anybody else, just Steven, standing right next to him, fingers intertwined.

"Happy New Year Steven."

"Happy New Year Brendan."

Both are silent for a moment before Steven pipes up. "Stop being an annoying bastard making me wait, kiss me now will ya?"

Brendan huffs, thought Steven would wait longer, quite liked playing that game, stepping forward a step, not taking his hands away from Steven's and kissing him probably the most passionately he ever has.

The kiss doesn't last as long as Ste had hoped. Brendan forces his hand away from Ste's, making the loudest sound ever with his hands to get everybody's attention and stepping on the stage that the DJ is on.

"Turn that off for a second mate." He says to the DJ.

Everbody's staring at Brendan. He may seem like the tough guy to everyone else but he's not deep down. This whole speech is going to be so uncomfortable with prying eyes looking into him. He tries the known method that people get given for job interviews. Imagine everyone naked, but no that's weird.

He finds that just looking at Steven will help. He's the one person he needs to listen to him.

"So ye, I'm on a stage so I've obviously got something to say. That drunk idiot right there..." He says, pointing to Ste. "...is my boyfriend, but I don't want him to be that anymore. He's an annoying fuck, I can't stand him sometimes, he does the most irritating things that make me leave in a huff...but I wouldn't change him for anything. He's given me strength, made me realise that even when bad things happen to you, you can get through it, you can become a stronger person in the end. I love him with all my heart. So it's a new year, a new start and hopefully a new life. Steven Hay will you marry me you drunk eejit?"

The room is silent, everybody is rooted to the spot and everyone is looking at Ste who is currently in floods of tears, but has the biggest grin ever on his face. He hasn't spoke though, hasn't even moved.

"Steven, ye kinda leaving me hanging here..."

"Course I will!" Ste shouts, running onto the stage to join Brendan and wrapping his legs around his middle. "I love you Brendan Brady." He whispers in his ear.

"I love you too, but please don't make me carry you home like all those years ago."

"I'll save that for our wedding eh? Oh my god we're actually getting married Bren"

"Yeah." He laughs, putting Ste on the floor. "Yeah,yeah we are."

Ste kisses Brendan, tears still streaming down his face.

The DJ grabs his microphone. "Congratulations you two! Anybody else got any announcements?"

Cheryl walks towards the DJ, still crying herself. Her and Amy weren't best pleased when Ste and Brendan got back together, but overtime they'd realised Brendan had changed, he blamed himself in the end and both could see the accident wasn't his fault. Seeing your partner in that much of a state would be heartbreaking for anybody and if you really thought you'd caused it, you'd want to leave and let them start afresh. They knew that now, and if anything Brendan and Amy had become friends of some sort.

Cheryl took the microphone from the DJ. "I just wanna say I'm so happy for you two! I knew you were planning something Brendan. Sneeky bugger not even telling his own sister. I really don't want to make this about myself, but I was going to release this tonight before he got in the way.." She gave Brendan a wink just to show she wasn't being serious. "Some of you might notice I haven't been drinking tonight, and well there's a reason for that..."

She didn't even get to finish her sentence before Ste shouted. "OH MY GOD CHERYL ARE YOU HAVING A KID?"

"Well that's that released then, thanks Ste. Yes me and Nate are having a baby..."

Ste freed himself from Brendan's arms and walked fastly towards Cheryl. "I'm gonna be an uncle, like a proper uncle. Not like a godfather sorta uncle. Like an actual uncle! Uncle Brendan and Uncle Ste! Congrats Chez!"

"Thanks babe."

"Congrats sis."

"Ta."

Brendan was laying in bed with Ste, still talking at 3 in the morning. He knew he wouldn't be getting sleep anytime soon. Most people that were pissed would pass out as soon as their head hit the pillow. But oh no, not Steven he could talk for England.

"So like what will our colour theme be? Red? Oh no I like blue actually. Do ya like blue?"

"Yeah blue's nice."

"Nice? No I want it to look proper lovely Bren. What about black and white?"

"Yeah black and white's good."

"With white roses or something?"

"Yeah."

"Oh! And then the table clothes right, they can be black and the tablemats can be white..."

"Steven." Brendan took Ste's cheek in his hand, turning his face towards his. "Can we talk about this tomorrow when ye sober? Gonna forget all your amazing ideas aint ye?"

Ste laughed. "Yeah probably for the best init? I love you Brendan. Thankyou for tonight. I wasn't expecting it at all."

"I just want the best for my fiance..."

"Can your fiance sleep with you now?" Ste flirted back.

"You never need to ask me that Steven, never. Love you."

Ste smiled into the kiss. It still melted his heart, this many years on when they shared mutual I love you's. It took Ste a little while to say it all those months ago, but it's just an everyday occurence now. He was happy, he was with the man that was always meant for him. The first man he'd ever been intimate with, the first man he loved. He'd never get every single memory back properly, but this was the future now. He may have forgotten memories, but now he was ready to start new ones.

New ones with the man he was going to marry.

That was weird the way that flowed, I wrote it so quickly...

Sorry again that it was only an epilogue, I didn't know where to go with the remainder of the story, so I hope this cute chapter made up for that. I may write the wedding sometime in the future if anybody was interested. Not straight away though, I need to cry a bit at Brendan's departure before I write future things that we would never actually get.

Thankyou for all the reviews - the guest one's aswell. All the readers who didn't leave reviews, as much as I begged.

Love you all! x