Apologies, only a short chapter, but the last of this fic. Enjoy it while it lasts.
Chapter 7
Gene woke first on Christmas morning, his arm resting around Alex's shoulders, as her hand lay softly upon his chest, hugging his body. He lay there, watching her chest rise and fall as she slept, looking so relaxed and serene, so beautiful and without a single worry, which she seemed to carry daily. He had dreamed of moments like this from the first time he met her, but never did they come close or compare to how he was feeling now. It suddenly dawned on him that she was what was missing in his life. Ever since Sam died, a part of himself had died along with him, and only Alex had made him feel alive again. She had faith in him, made him feel wanted, loved. He didn't ever want to let that go, and could think of nothing better than spending the rest of his life making her happy, forever grateful that he had found someone like Alex, and that she had chosen him. At the end of the bed, lying by the door, he saw that little branch of mistletoe and a little smile crept onto his face.
As Gene lay there, Alex began to wake, but before opening her eyes she began to think about the world of 1981. This world felt so real. Last night she had never felt so alive. It had to be real, Gene had to be real, and she could no longer imagine life without him. Last night she hadn't expected at all, and if they were all constructs, she would know there ever move, and she didn't. But if this world was real, did it mean that Molly wasn't? Perhaps she had gone back in time, which would explain her parents and Evan and her former self. That would also mean that Molly wasn't born yet, so surely she could live in 1981, and when the year 2000 came, she could give birth to Molly. Only this time her father could be someone that wouldn't leave her, someone she loved and who loved her back. Her mind was made up.
Alex then opened her eyes, and asked:
"It's Christmas Gene, did you get everything you asked for?" She said smiling
"Everything" Gene replied as he kissed her on the forehead as they both lay there, truly happy.
The End.
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