A/N: Aww, it's finally over. Hope you all enjoyed my story and look forward to the next chapter of Gen and Casey's life to come soon.

Life is not always the way you picture it. For instance I never would have thought that I would be engaged to Gen Harwood. But here I am standing out side my old house getting ready to tell my obsessive mother that Gen and I are tying the knot. I didn't want to be here. I wanted to move to the west coast and forget that my mother existed. My girl friend however thinks I need closer. Why does she have to love me so much why can't she just be happy with my sordid misery?

Gen must have read my mind because she rang the door bell before I could turn to leave. My mother only took a second to answer the door. When she opened the door she looked stunned. Why was she stunned? Why couldn't she have been elated that I was home?

'Casey? I thought the doctors said you'd be laid up for a week.' I could tell she was trying to not look at me and Gen's entwined hands.

'Yeah well I couldn't stay there mom. I had to leave.' I made a point of standing as close to Gen as I could and the closer I got the more my mothers face contorted until she finally blew.

'Why did you come back Case?' She looked away while tears fell down her face.

'I know you probably don't want to speak to use ever again Miss Carlyle.' Gen said screwing up more courage than I had. 'I made Casey come here because I wanted to invite you to our wedding.' My mom didn't respond she just turned away and shut the door.

I wasn't surprised by her actions. For months Gen had been telling me that no mother could stay mad at their daughter but she obviously didn't know my mother very well. We didn't see here for a long time. We left Connecticut almost immediately and moved to San Francisco. We had a quiet little wedding by the bay and all of our new friends came out to see us. The community in the bay area was amazing. I had never been accepted unconditionally like I was by our new neighbours. It didn't mater skin colour you were or what your sexual preference was. People were just people and love was love.

I couldn't skate competitively anymore but that was ok. I got a job teaching after school ice skating and Gen it turns out is a wiz at math. We both finished college at SFU with degrees in astrophysics and Gen became a high school teacher.

I didn't hear form my mom for nearly three years until I got a letter in the mail. The letter was to congratulate us for the coming baby. Gen apparently had sent my mom an invitation to the baby shower and while she wasn't going to come she wished us the best of luck and asked if we would use her name. I sent her a letter back and said that we decided to name her Joanne Lilly Harwood.

I was never a big fan of most lesbian fiction because it mostly ends in tragedy. I am glad that I can say the life of the Harwood's was ideal and wonderful in every detail. I wouldn't have traded my life or my wife and daughter for anything in the world.