Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia, only this story concept. Welp, here it is, the last chapter. To ThatCrazyItalian, yes, yes the ship is canon. I have made it so. Either way, enjoy this chapter and thanks for reading.

Epilogue

It has been a few months since I got back from Russia. In that time Vash and I became an official couple, I even moved in with him. I still had my house though, so about half my stuff was at his place. Erika had been really excited about the move, so much so that she even helped us with the packing and stuff. I gave her the important job of supervising gun packaging. My Golden Twins had never left Vash's place, so I had resorted to using Yin and Yang instead. They were two guns, one pure white and the other black as night, which I had in my reserves.

I sighed as I looked around the somewhat cleaner living room. I had come over to my place for the weekly cleaning. Even though I was rarely here the dirt collected up pretty fast. I had just spent the past two hours cleaning up all the dust that had collected. I was finally done, which meant I could go back to Vash and Erika. I put away all the cleaning supplies, grabbed Yin and Yang, threw on my leather jacket, and rode my motorcycle over.

I climbed off the motorcycle and onto the sidewalk in front of the house. The door flew open and Vash stood there, a grim look on his face. I looked up and smiled, waving at him, but got no reaction. Instead he pulled out what appeared to be a small cannon and aimed it at me. I gasped in surprise, we hadn't had a gun fight in so long, and he pulls out a cannon?!

I whip out Yin and Yang, pointing them at Vash, and stand at the ready. "It's been a while since we've done this Vashy. You getting a cannon just ain't fair," I shout across the yard. He smirks and aims the cannon at the sky, when he pulls the trigger something small shoots out. I keep my eyes on it as it unfurls to be a parachute with words on it. "Nice distraction?" I read.

I look back to Vash, confused, to see him down on one knee with a small velvet box in his hands. I walk over to him slowly, still not sure about what is going on. I give him a quizzical look to which he smirks again. "Jess, you are the only person who can stand against me in a gun fight, the only person that has bothered to get close to me, and the only person Erika has trusted so much. Would you do me the honor of becoming my wife?" he asks.

He opens up the velvet box to reveal a small golden ring with three diamonds set into the band. I blink in surprise, not expecting this at all, and a blush spreads across my face. It takes me a few minutes to realize Vash can't read my mind. "Yes, yes, always yes," I exclaim as I pull him up. I throw my arms around his neck and kiss him.

We break apart so he can put the ring on my finger, causing me to smile even more. I feel so happy that I can't hold it in. "I'M GETTING MARRIED!" I shout to the world. I pull Vash to the yard with me and start dancing around. Erika hears the commotion and comes out of the house to see. "ERIKA! Vash proposed, I'm your official Big sister!" I call to her.

"FINALLY!" she shouts back as she runs over to me. We start dancing around the yard together, which brings out Feliciano, Ludwig, and Kiku. They give us weird looks until I show them the ring, after which they congratulate Vash and I.

"We should have a party. Let's do it tomorrow at my place," Feliciano offers. I look over to Vash before answering. Surprisingly he nods, so I tell Feliciano to start preparing. He drags off Ludwig and Kiku to help him prepare, leaving Erika, Vash and I in the yard.

"Guys, let's go inside and enjoy a lazy day," I say. Erika and Vash nod, probably thinking about how tiring the party would be. We spent the rest of the day renting movies and eating way too much popcorn. We all went to bed tired, but looking forward to the party.

The next day was a whirlwind of activity. I was woken up by a call from Francis, who had heard from Alfred, who had heard from Matthew, who had heard from Gilbert, who had heard from Feliciano that I was engaged. "Jess, what do you plan on wearing to the engagement party? Do you need help?" he asked.

"No Francis, I'm good, I think I know how to dress myself. Now let me get some more sleep," I say into the phone coldly. He seems to get the hint and says a quick goodbye. I was able to get an extra hour of sleep before I had to start getting ready.

An hour later I was ready to party all night long. I walk down to the living room and see Vash and Erika are ready as well. We all sigh before leaving; we had heard rumors about Feliciano's parties usually being as bad as Alfred's. The party is in full swing when we arrive, but the DJ stops the music so Feliciano can introduce us.

"Everybody, say hello to the happy couple that just got engaged!" he shouts into the microphone. With that statement the real party begins. The rest of the evening is passed in a blur of smiles, congratulations, hugs, gifts, and advice for married life. By the time we leave we are all exhausted. We don't even make it to our bedrooms. Instead we made the mistake of sitting on the couch, which is where we slept since we had no energy to get up.

I wake up the next morning lying on top of Vash with Erika half on me. I know I can't get up without waking them, so I just snuggle in closer. I sigh contentedly, thinking about how nice this all was. I'm glad I let go of Feliciano's hand all those months ago, otherwise I never would have met my gunman.

Wow, it's all over now. I can hardly believe it, but that's how it often goes. Anyway, I hope y'all enjoyed the story and thanks for loyally reading. I'm going to go work on my newest one now, so look forward to that coming out soon.