Ratigans eyes slowly opened, blinking himself awake. He then looked down at the weight on his chest , smiling lightly.
Isabelle was fast asleep on his chest, her ears twitching now and then. He smiled broadly as he kissed the top of her head. The events of last night flowed through his mind, remembering that he tried to confess to her, but she already figured it out.
He sighed as he knows he has to get up. He slowly got up, carefully making sure that she didn't wake up. He then started getting dressed in his usual attire, guessing that the others must have woken up and is complaining of hangovers. He turned around as he was tying his cravat and smiled when he sees Isabelle still fast asleep, hugging his pillow. He chuckled as he walked over and kissed her cheek. He stroked it with his long fingers and whispered in her ears;
"I love you, my darling."
He then walked out of the room, not noticing that the thief was smiling in her sleep.
Ratigan sat in the dining room, drinking a cup of black coffee and reading the newspaper. He heard a loud groan and looked up, seeing the group looking tired and rubbing their heads
"There's coffee in the kitchen." He said, chuckling. They all nodded and went except for Rose, who walked towards the large rat.
"Monsieur Ratigan, what did you do last night after our little party?" she purred. That was when Neil came in the room with a cup of coffee and looked at the Professor, waiting for his answer.
"I don't believe that's any of your concern, Miss Rose." He said, watching as she nodded with a smirk.
They heard a yawn behind them and saw Isabelle walking towards them in her nightgown.
"Morning." She mumbled as the group walked out of the kitchen saying their own good mornings. Then to everyone surprise, she walked to the table and sat on Ratigan's lap. When she saw everyone's shocked look, she glared at them.
"What are you looking at?" she growled out, making everyone rush away. Before Neil left though, he glared at Ratigan with a look that said;
"I'm watching you."
Ratigan just rolled his eyes as Isabelle made herself comfortable on his lap and he coiled an arm around her waist to keep her steady. He then looked at her with a sly smile.
"I think there's an article here that might interest you, my dear." He said, giving her the newspaper. She took it and looked at the headline, a big grin spreading on her face. It said;
"ROBBERY OF DIADEM AT PARTY! BASIL OF BAKER STREET ON THE CASE!"
She then gave Ratigan an impish smile, which mirrored his own.
"Basil of Baker Street is looking for us." She giggled "What could be a better compliment?"
Ratigan threw his head back and gave a loud laugh. He wonders just how many jobs he and his lover could pull off to rub it into the detectives face.
AN: And here is the final chapter of Twilight, Enjoy!
So, Ratigan gets up and tells Isabelle in her sleep that he loves her (loser!), but Isabelle heard him. Squee! Rose has an idea of what they did, but she's not telling. Neil kinda does, so all he does is glare at him. Ratigan is use to it though.
Yup, Basil is on the case and Isabelle feels so smug because she knows how good Basil is with his job and it's almost a compliment that he's trying to get them now. Raitgan is just amused by her.
Ok, as of now, Into the Night is on hiatus. I'm still noodling with the third and final part of this series; Nightfall. But don't worry; I'm still going to write stories with Ratigan and Isabelle, along with some new GMD stories.
I don't own GMD, just the Cassidy Group! Comments are loved!