"Riley Matthews! Don't you dare go past that oak tree!"

Six-year-old Riley Matthews paused only slightly and turned to call out to her mother, "I'm not Mama! I'm just going to the flowers over there!" Her blue eyes shone with mirth before continuing on her way.

Maya huffed in appreciation, and watched her daughter approach the flower patches with a bittersweet smile. Hearing a chuckle behind her, she turned to see a familiar man with a similar expression on his face.

Lucas chuckled, "If it was in my faith, I'd think Riley was reborn."

Maya smiled in humor, and stepped forward to hug her old friend. "Hey, Ranger Rick! Glad you could join the party."

Lucas grimaced jokingly and replied, "Maya, if you keep calling me that, it's going to-"

"UNCLE RANGER RICK!" Lucas was cut off by Riley's shriek of excitement, as she spotted her godfather from the flower patch. She sprinted toward him, giggling. Lucas afforded Maya a sidelong glance, before scooping up his goddaughter enthusiastically.

"It's Uncle Lucas to you!" Riley giggled as he put her down. She simply shrugged with a merciless grin and ran back to her flower patch, disregarding her godfather entirely.

Lucas shook his head and turned to Maya, "Do you know when Farkle is supposed to be here?"

Maya shrugged, not unlike her daughter, before saying, "Soon, hopefully. You know him and Smackle have their hands full with the Minkii."

They both chuckled fondly. Lucas joked, "Seriously, who would've thought Farkle would have triplets. You'd think he and Smackle were breeding an army to take over the world."

They laughed again, glancing at each other nervously at the distinct possibility that the joke was the truth.

"Anyways, us and Uncle Boing was here earlier with the Matthews. He's coming back to be ere with us, he just needs to drop off Auggie first."

Lucas nodded, "You call your husband Uncle Boing still? Aren't you worried that Riley will catch on?"

"No! I know Uncle Boing is actually Daddy Boing!" Riley stated firmly, startling Lucas. She had returned from the flower patch with a good handful of flower crowns.

Lucas hoisted Riley up once more, and without hesitation placed a daisy crown on his head, "One for Uncle Ranger Rick!"

Riley pushed off of Lucas to reach the ground again before prancing to her mother, "One for Mama!" Maya accepted her crown graciously.

"And one for Auntie Riley!" The six-year-old cheerfully placed a daisy crown onto her namesake's gravestone. Behind her, Lucas and Maya stilled and stared wistfully at both Rileys.

Maya opened her mouth, but before she could say anything a familiar voice called out, "Does Farkle get a flower crown, Miss Riley?"

The three turned toward the voice and its owner with smiles. Farkle approached the group, carrying one of his triplet children on his back. Behind him, the other two kids were hanging surreptitiously off either of their mother's arm. A little more behind them, Maya could see her husband tailing them, having just arrived.

"Yes, Uncle Farkle!" she responded, before realizing she had no more flower crowns. "Oh no. Wait right here, don't move!"

"Alby, why don't you go help Riley out." Farkle beckoned to his son. Alby nodded, before motioning to his brothers obnoxiously, "ISAAC. DARWIN. LETS GO."

The kids ran in laughter towards the flower patch as their parents watched. Maya, Lucas, Farkle, and Smackle exchanged hugs and began to catch up. Josh Matthews came and greeted all of them, slipping an arm around Maya's shoulders and pressing a quick kiss to her temple. They continued talking, laughing back on old times, talking about the woes of raising kids, about futures that they wished for them. Riley and the Minkii returned several times to bestow their parents with flower crowns, but were mostly preoccupied. The sun began to set behind the trees that bordered the cemetery, and eventually the kids joined them on the picnic blanket laid out in front of the original Riley Matthews grave, tired from their shenanigans.

"I think its time to get these little ones to bed." Smackle concluded. The others nodded in agreement, watching in amusement as Riley, Alby, Isaac, and Darwin had begun to slump against each other in drowsiness. The Minkuses said their goodbyes, hugging everyone else and promising to see them soon for play dates and the like. Riley snuggled up next to her father, waving sleepy goodbyes to her triplet best friends.

Josh hefted his daughter up, "Hey, I'm going to go put her in the car now. She's beginning to drool."

Maya nodded, "I'll be there soon." Josh clapped Lucas on the back before heading off with his daughter.

Maya turned to Lucas, "So Huckleberry, I'm about to be off here, where are you headed?"

Lucas shrugged, "I'll probably go see the Matthews sometime this weekend. Then, I don't know, probably go down to Louisiana to see Zay."

Maya nodded and stared at him thoughtfully. "What?" Lucas responded to her expression.

"When are ya going to stop this whole Lone Ranger bit, Huckleberry? Stop driving around on your death-trap-cowboy-motorcycle and settle down."

It was Lucas' turn to shrug. "Do you still cry?"

"Every year," Maya responded, "And according the phone call I got from Smackle this morning, Farkle does too."

"But you guys have found a way to keep moving, I can't. I don't know how, other than actually moving around."

Maya nodded in understanding, before hugging Lucas tightly. "You don't keep moving by choice, you force yourself. You know Riles wouldn't have wanted you to have this life."

"I wouldn't have this life if she were still here."

Maya swallowed hard, before smiling sadly. "Come over for dinner and stay the night, we've got an extra room." she said with conviction.

Lucas nodded, "Okay. I'll be there a little after y'all. I just wanna say my goodbyes."

Maya nodded and proceeded to bend and kiss the top of Riley's gravestone. She walked towards her family's car.

Lucas eyes combed over the words on the tombstone. and felt a familiar moisture begin to gather. He sighed wistfully and thought about what could've been.