Epilogue

"Daddy! I wanna go outside!"

I sighed and looked down at the five-year-old tugging at the hem of my robes. Her dirty blonde hair, which was almost brown, fell to her shoulders and was curled at the ends. She stared up at me solemnly with her gold colored eyes. With the lighting, however, they appeared brown. She had Gabriella's build, hair color, and skin tone, but my eye color and personality. I looked out at the rainstorm and looked back down at her. "I'm sorry, but the weather's not nice enough. Wait until the storm blows over, okay?"

"Okay." She replied with a tone of sadness in her voice.

I always knew that being a parent would be tough, even at the start. The little girl tugging at my robes was more than just a little girl. She was my daughter, her mother being Gabriella. We christened her Gabriella Anna de Russo, but we call her Bree, just to avoid confusion.

Bree spun in circles, the skirt of her red dress spinning with the momentum. "I bored!"

"Why don't you see if Uncle Altair will play with you?" I asked.

"Because. Uncle Altar has work to do!" Bree replied matter-of-factly. She never could pronounce Master Altair's name right, so she refers to him as Uncle Altar. Oddly enough, he's okay with it. "And I wanna play with Mommy!" She stopped spinning, wobbling slightly, and asked, "When will Mommy come home from Gramma and Grampa's?"

Gabriella was on a mission in Acre. She left about a week ago, so she should be home any day now. Since Bree came along, Gabriella and I have been taking turns staying home with her. I would go out on the missions for the first few months, giving Gabriella time to recuperate from the experience, and she made up for it once Master Altair had decided to keep me home for a while. "I don't know, Bree."

The dinner bell started to ring. Bree's face lit up as she danced around our room in the Bureau before deciding to dart down the stairs.

"Bree, wait for Daddy!" I called out.

I heard Bree scream. I couldn't catch the tone in her scream, but I did hear her cry, "Daddy! Daddy!"

I whipped out my hidden blade, thinking either Bree fell down the stairs or someone was trying to hurt her. I felt the hem of my robe fly behind me and my feet practically found their own way down the stairs.

"Fenice, put your hidden blade away." An all too familiar voice commanded.

Seeing Master Altair standing there, in his traditional Master Assassin robes, I felt my hidden blade slide back into its sheath. He had Bree on his waist and his son was tailing along behind him. "My apologies, Master, I thought you were "

"No need to apologize, Fenice." Master Altair replied as Bree leaned towards me, her arms outstretched. As I gently pulled her out of Master Altair's arms and put her on my own waist, Altair asked, "No sign of Gabriella yet?"

"I'm right here!" Bree replied, her arms wrapped around my neck.

"Not yet. I have a feeling she got caught in the storm." I replied.

Lightning flashed. Bree buried her head in my shoulder when the thunder let out a loud crack. "I hope not." Master Altair replied, looking down at his son, who did not appear to be dazed by the storm. I couldn't remember his son's name to save my life!

"My apologies, Master!" Eagle shouted, running down the hall. Bree looked up as Eagle skid to a halt in front of us, soaked from head to toe. "Mistress Gabriella is at the stables, requesting entry to Masyaf. She wants Fenice to bring young Gabriella with him."

This was the news I had been waiting for so long to hear. I flipped my hood up, with Bree's arms still wrapped around my neck, and reached for Bree's blanket, which served as her coat. She wrapped herself in it, smiling. "Mommy's home."

"Yes. Yes she is." I replied just before making a beeline for the gate.

Gabriella was indeed happy to see Bree and I, and even happier to see that we were safe. As Gabriella took Bree from my arms and held her in hers, I smiled and gave Gabriella a quick kiss. A smile formed. We were a family, and we were assassins.

Author's Note: And that's that! I hope you guys enjoyed the story, because this is it! The end, game over, el fin, capish!

I want to personally thank all of you who reviewed (even though it was only nekozawa11 and Lady Madbeth who reviewed) and to all of you future reviewers! I also wanna give a thanks to nekozawa11 for allowing me to use her character for this story! You rock chicka!

Peace out!

-Sorafi Lynn