Note: This chapter was written after I finished 11th grade (and if it was uploaded in September, which it probably was, than I just started 12th grade. YAY I'M A SENIOR!). For this really odd reason, my muse doesn't work during summer vacation, so I pushed myself to write this while I'm (still) battling writer's block. And it's not just this fanfic! It's also a story I'm publishing on FP called The Marching Bands (please read it? My profile is /u/886886/ but on fictionpress), which is something I planned all the way through (at least its first novel) and four chapters were already posted and I'm trying my hardest to write both this story and TMB before school starts. My mind is going in three different directions and I actually think I should take pills to write this summer, but I hate taking pills (the long-period ones depress my hunger and the short-period ones are just disgusting). So if anything isn't the best, I know. Trust me.

I also know this chapter is pretty short (in my perspective, I'm working on a story that's 13 pages and counting) but I try to get the plot more than I try to do length. This was meant to have only three chapters, unfortunately...

And for the last time in this fanfic (*sobs*), disclaimer: Anyone but Lex (and some more characters you probably didn't know) belongs to Phoe and her Chasing!verse. Lex and her son and anything that doesn't seem to belong is mine. And I think, once again, slight OOC...

Time to end the show...

~comingthroughcomingthrough~

Over fifteen years later, in 2109

"Bye, Mom!"

Arwen caught PJ getting dressed and running down the stairs at the same time, a thing she would catch him do if he was late. With her cup of tea in one hand she grabbed his shirt and stopped him midway.

"And where are you going, exactly?"

"To the bonfire, Mom. It's 2109. This party is important!" PJ tried to pull a kicked-puppy face on her, but Arwen was resistable to everything he did. "And I know I should've gone with Annalene and all of them, but I told Annalene I was coming a little later because I needed to get ready, okay? So please-please-please let me go!"

"I'm not going to stop you," she assured him after seeing how scared he was. "I needed to check. Just get dressed before going out, okay?" As Arwen released her grip, PJ nodded like crazy, got dressed properly and left the house. Arwen laughed a little at her son's awkwardness and went back to the kitchen, to listen to an audiobook and drink her tea while waiting for dinner to be ready. She was barely forty years old, but the bonfire seemed like it was not made for her.

Reunited with her phone, Arwen sent a message to Jamie - 'We have an empty house tonight, love' - and started listening to Pride and Prejudice from where she paused.

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Jamie had to do double the work today because of Lex's absence - her son Theo had an appointment with Doctor Rhett Ellis, a Greek son of Apollo and the best neurodevelopmental disorder expert in both New Athens and New Rome, so she had to take him to New Athens - and he felt like he was going to die. The whole day was a disaster. First the kid they saved not so long ago, Max Schneider, running away from his apartment - he knew he ran away because of a note; then going to look for him personally, which was the hardest to do alone, because New Rome was huge. And lastly - the paperwork. Jamie was just sick of paperwork at this point.

The only text he got from Arwen during the whole day was a simple 'We have an empty house tonight, love', and that wasn't really helping. He was so stressed he thought he was going to explode. Thankfully it was the end of the day when he got the text. Jamie organized his office and left, opening his phone as well as balancing his stuff. He went to the texts and answered Arwen.

'Good. I need to sleep.'

His eyes hurt so much he had to turn off his phone and avoid looking at things. They hurt on the way home, too. More or less Jamie felt like he poured alarming amounts of soap in his eyes.

~comingthroughcomingthrough~

When Jamie got home, he fell face-first on the couch and grunted. Arwen laughed a little at her husband's display of tiredness.

"Lex isn't back, right?" She asked and went to sit next to him, tea in one hand and phone in the other. Through the years she has grown to like Lex. They were godparents of her child and she was of theirs. Seji was really the only one of their children who cared enough to contact her on somewhat weekly basis, but she said it was enough for her. She had Theo, who had PDD-NOS and was enough trouble for her. Not even Lex's mother expected her to think of a child as the end of her adventures... But a child was the end of her adventures.

"I wish Theo didn't have anything too serious," Jamie moaned, too tired to speak. "I hate paperwork."

"I know, love. Do you want coffee?" He grunted a 'yes', and she went to the kitchen to make him coffee. His behavior hasn't changed since he was a teenager.

"I'm too tired to write fanfiction," he mumbled from the couch. That surprised Arwen.

"Did I hear this right? You are too tired to write fanfiction? You, the one person who'll pull all-nighters just to write another chapter?"

"Uh-huh."

"Can I kill Lex?"

"What? No!" He tried to be loud, but it didn't work. "You can't kill Lex. She's the Mabel to my Dipper!"

"Let's pretend I understand you." Arwen brought him his coffee. He raised his head and one hand to grab the glass and take a sip. "If so, why is she dropping everything on you?" She petted his hair. "Why not take some work for the way?"

"Schneider only ran away last night," came another grunt.

"I'll let you rest and we'll talk about it later in bed."

"Okay" was the only word Jamie could say.

Everyone came home, showered, got ready to bed and actually went to bed by the time Arwen came from the bathroom - to find Jamie writing fanfiction. His glasses were at the edge of his nose as he wrote one extremely long paragraph. His hand went and pushed his glasses up in an instinct.

"You should think about going to sleep," she said as she got under the blanket. "You're working tomorrow."

"I don't feel like sleeping," he said with a yawn.

"But you should." Arwen took his laptop, saved the file, closed the laptop and put it down next to her.

"I need to write!"

"You can do this tomorrow evening." She kissed his forehead. "Turn off the lights."

A few minutes later Jamie was asleep, but Arwen stayed awake to think to herself. If it wasn't for Lex, Jamie wouldn't have been himself, so she was grateful. But he would also have a normal sleeping pattern and wouldn't spend hours doing something that normally she liked, but at nights drove her nuts. All she could do was to blame Lex for introducing Jamie to fanfiction as she closed her eyes and fell asleep.

And it's over. I'm sad now, but also partially happy because I can now put more time in school (I need to, everybody, I fail at everything) and getting accepted to London Academy of Music and Dramatic Arts. And in writing more Lex-fanfics! Including some about her baby boy Theo, who's just a lovely little ray of sunshine and I just want to squish him every time because he's such an adorable kid. So yeah. Fanfic Galore is officially done. (But please go read TMB, it's super important to me!)

Love you all! Moi, Trio. Do call me Trio.