As the fragment of his soul piece back together, he is closer to completion. Hopefully he will be completed before all of his friends fall.

"Willow, are you sure you want to go back to Mistral?" Ozpin asked the middle aged woman in front of him. You couldn't tell Willow was middle aged if it wasn't for the few grey hairs hidden within the long black hair. Her brown eyes always seemed to pierce through whoever she was looking at, especially himself.

"Indeed, Fasces and I want to raise our child in our homeland." Willow replied.

"Very well. What will you do after raising the child? Will you both return as Huntsman?"

"Ahaha, Ozpin we'll be too old for that by the time we're done raising our child. Also our child is going to be the one returning as a Huntsman" Willow smiled and gave Ozpin a hug. "Be sure to come and visit us though when you get the chance."

Ozpin returned the smile and hug. "I will, be sure to be safe Willow. You and Fasces are heroes to us, but there are those out there that see you as villains."

Willow ended the embrace and nodded. "Don't worry, our family will be an unstoppable force. With my spartan training, and Fasces barbarian fighting nothing could take us down."

"Indeed. Farewell Willow may aura guide you." Willow waved to Ozpin then walked out of the building.

"Hey Willow, what did old Ozzy have to say?" Asked a middle age man, whose once vibrant red hair was fading to a greyish pink. Despite his hair fading away his crimson eyes still held the same gleam as when Willow first met him.

"Just to be careful and if we were sure about returning to Mistral." Willow giggled at the thought of how Ozpin has still never changed. "And dear, we both know we're older than him, don't call him old."

"I know, I know, but the grey hair makes him seem older." Fasces smiled and held Willow's hand while walking towards the bullhead.

"You aren't one to talk mister with how your hair is now, it'd be impossible to tell it was red at one point." Willow messed with his hair for a moment then brought her hand down to her stomach. "So we're going to be a bigger family here soon, it feels like yesterday we were out there quelling rebellions and slaying Grimm."

Fasces smirked. "That's because we spent our life doing that until just recently. Ah I wonder how those two are doing now."

"They're probably out there causing trouble wherever they step." The couple shared a laugh and boarded the bullhead to home. They smiled and waved at the people around them. "I guess wherever we go everyone recognizes us."

"Of course, we're famous aren't we? The strongest and I quote the strongest huntsman duo." The couple sat down in there seat and Willow rested her head on Fasces' shoulder.

"Strongest duo? I wouldn't go that far dear." Willow closed her eyes.

Fasces flexed as if to show off. "I would, we've proven ourselves worthy of that title."

Willow sighed and smiled. "As much as I love your cockiness, tone it down a bit hun. I'm going to rest."

Fasces smiled to himself and rested his head against Willow's. "Okay love I will."

The cries of a newborn child could be heard throughout the small house. "It's a boy Wil we have a son." Fasces said with glee in his voice while tears rolled down his face, as he held his newborn son.

"Don't hog him, let me hold him dear. I did just push him out you know." Fasces reluctantly handed his child off to Willow. Tears formed in her eyes as the newborn came into her arms. She held him close to her and the crying stopped and the newborn looked at his mother with his deep crimson eyes and cooed affectionately. "He's so precious." Willow managed to say while tears streamed down her cheeks.

Fasces sat down in the chair next to Willow and ran his hand through her hair. "So what are we going to name him?"

Willow looked at her husband and back at her child. "Hmm I feel like his name should be Leo." She smiled.

"I like it. I think it fits him. He'll have the heart of the lion." Fasces smiled.

"He has my hair, but your eyes. You can really tell he's our child. Leo Relbun." Willow looked into her son's eyes. Something about them held a peculiar darkness that made him all the more beautiful. "Well let me give you your first bath Leo."

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