The usual is still applicable. How many ways can I say don't sue me? On with the final chapter. Oh, and watch for the sequel coming soon: A World Without You.
Epilogue
June leaned back against her husband, who stroked her pregnant stomach. Stars glimmered outside their window. Jenna Lee was asleep in the next room, so she and Reg whispered.
"We could always name him after your father. Patrick Barclay has a nice ring to it." whispered Reg.
"So does Richard. And Peter and Jackson and John." She sighed. "This might be easier if you had any friends to honor, like me. Jenna Susan Lee, thus Jenna Lee Barclay. How about…Lewis?"
"Lewis Barclay?"
"Yeah! Dr. Zimmerman would be honored."
Reg laughed softly. "I'm sure he would." He shook his head. "Why is this so hard?"
She giggled. "Every parent has too many names they want to name their child. We should call him Patrick Peter Jackson John Richard Lewis Barclay. There, problem solved."
He grinned. She thought for a moment. "Or we could name him after you."
"Oh, no. I love my parents to death, but I still curse the day they decided on Endicott."
"Ok, no Endicott. How about…Reginald…Ryan Barclay?"
"Reginald Ryan Barclay. He wouldn't be the IV though."
"No, he wouldn't, but I love your name and I told you so when we first met. Remember?"
"Yes, I remember. You said my name sounded noble."
"Exactly! I want our son to have a noble name. I like Reginald."
Reg mused. "Could we call him Ryan?"
"Yes, if you like."
Reg sighed in relief. "Reginald Ryan Barclay it is, then." June smiled.
She thanked the stars she was married to this man, carrying his child. She remembered what he had told her when he had asked him to marry him.
A world without you isn't worth living in.
No truer words were ever spoken.