Epiloque

So, that autumn Bass watches the stripper on his bachelor party, but does not touch her just the way he has promised Charlie the afternoon he proposed.

Making Charlie promise him the same thing. He wants her to have fun but he will personally kill or order to have the asshole killed who dares his future wife. He is going to be a married man but fuck, he won't ever change that part that is him.

It is a Bachelor party his kid, Miles and even Staypuft had put together for him. Aaron. Not staypuft. Not anymore. Sometimes when they both get drunk and pissed at the other there is some harsher Monroe or dick from Aaron or a Staypuft from Bass. But the next morning it is already forgotten. The way they both care about one woman never is.

Anthony storms into the kitchen door three days before the wedding with a loud 'I knew it!' booming though their home. 'Come here and let me congratulate you wonderful beautiful people.'

Making Miles pissed and Rachel looking coldly at him for knowing what was going on and never telling them one thing about it.

But neither of the almost newest newlyweds in town cares as even Bass greets Anthony with a slap on his shoulders after Anthony kissed Charlie on both of her cheeks. And maybe Anthony holds on to Bass' biceps a little bit too long when he wishes Charlie and him all the luck in the world.

But Charlie is in a good mood and decides not to give Anthony shit for holding on a bit too long an too tight to her man.

After the congratulations Anthony's face turns into pure focus as he rams his wedding organizer on the table and starts to bark orders again. Making Miles grunt something in agony from a hangover from last nights' whiskey with Bass.

Anthony is rolling his eyes at Miles after which he ignores him again. Connor walks into the kitchen with a grin.

'Oh look at you, hello.' Anthony says with the same admiration in his eyes from a couple of years ago when he had first met Connor in the kitchen when they had been preparing Aaron's wedding.

Connor grins at him as he greets the other man. But then he holds up his hand, showing him a wedding ring on his finger. 'I don't think Mrs. Bennett would be happy with this flirting Anthony.' Connor grins in good spirits at Anthony.

'So, all the good ones are taken.' Anthony sighs with a dramatic sigh. And then looks up at him. 'Congratulations hon.'

'Thanks.'

'So, I'll put her on the guest list then...'

'Thanks again.' Connor smiles at him and then shares a grin with his dad and Miles, who are amusing themselves a little bit too much.

And then Anthony starts shouting about 'the impossible short notice' as he yells an 'oh the drama indeed' with glee in his eyes and then followed by 'a let's move people' with an intensity not even Rachel dares to mess with.

Bass knows it is tradition to not see the bride before the wedding day, but he tells Miles to go fuck himself as he climbs up and into the window of their bedroom window anyway. He loved the Bachelor party and hell, he is not going to lie, he loved the stripper.

But now he needs one woman and one woman alone as he is cursing at how much easier this was when he was fifteen and climbed up a window for some girl in his class. He tries to remember her name through his drunken haze. Curses some more when he almost slips and loses his balance.

It is making Miles snort and yell at him at the same time.

'Hell, you moron, you are not fifteen anymore, trying to get into Amy's whatsherlastname bedroom.'

'You know dad, you could have used the front door...' Connor yells after his dad when Miles moves his hand to his eyes to hide his laughter.

'Fuck you,' Bass looks at Miles, before he looks at his kid, 'And fuck you.' He grunts before victory is his and he stands in his own god damn bedroom.

Connor and Aaron drag Miles home as Bass stumbles through their bedroom. Bass finds Charlie already waiting for him.

'You morons had a good time?' She smirks.

'One hell of a time, baby.' He moves his hair around her cheek and grabs her.

'You?'

'Priscilla got very drunk and got into a fight with my mom who could to but an old dollar bill into the very tiny panties of the stripper.'

Bass grins and then looks serious at her, Charlie can taste and smell his whiskey and jealousy.

'I never touched him, Bass. Not when I have this and all of you...,' she looks with her raised eyebrow at him and his groin with a look that is already making him hard, '..waiting for me at home.'

They make love that night twice.

They say yes to each other, in words and through vows, the next day, because with their actions and eyes they have already said yes endless times even when they had not been ready to tell each other. This time Charlie wears a breathtaking white dress that Anthony handpicked for her. It flows like silk, and is soft white on her tanned skin. Bass has to swallow when she walks towards him, her arm around Miles' arm as he moves her to his oldest dearest friend.

Charlie Matheson marries Sebastian Monroe under a tree with golden leaves in the garden of Aaron and Priscilla Pittman.

Their first little girl born about nine months after the wedding in Aaron's arms, pointing at Bass and Charlie who say I do to the other. Aaron looks with pride at his girl when he cries without any shame at Charlie finding her happiness. That it is with Monroe is something he has accepted a very long time ago now.

Connor and Miles are standing right next to Bass when he says his yes to Charlie. Both men he loves so much. His family, his insides. Both of them his best man. He cannot do it any other way. He had fear in his gut when he told Connor he would want both of them there at his wedding, but Connor had just pulled him in for a hug between father and son with tears in his eyes. Telling him he understood and wanted the same.

It was a moment of hope, of hope of knowing his kid was here to stay. Connor had patted his dad firmly on the back as Bass just held on to his kid, Connor letting him lock into his strong embrace. Tears in his eyes for knowing that they would never be broken and separated again through the past or hurt hearts. It was them now, together through blood and love. Father and son.

Aaron is Charlie's best man. When Aaron watches Charlie say I do to Monroe, bonding his heart to hers forever, he smiles and he needs to brush his glasses with the corner of his jacket, because they are brushed with tears. And he knows, his life would not have been the same without her in it.

Bass smiles at Miles who is not being a total dick and pulls Bass in for a brotherly hug after the ceremony. He has not even let Bass go when he grabs Charlie too and holds them both. Tears in his eyes and three hearts beating for the other and family.

'Go and be happy...' Miles says with a roughly voice, trying to keep his emotions in check.

Bass just moves his hand on his shoulder as Charlie presses a light kiss on her uncle's dark scruff.

Connor hugs Charlie and his dad after Miles steps back and actually finds Rachel waiting for him. Her arm around his lower back as Miles steps next to Rachel and her eyes a more gentle blue than he has seen in a very long time.

Both Monroe men are hugging, holding on to the other as Charlie gives them their moment together, as Bass ruffles Connor's hair the way he still does. Then a small boy with dark curls grabs Connor's leg and starts pulling at the fabric of his pants.

'Hey little fella...' Connor's voice is raspy with emotions too, his words gentle and his eyes filled with proud love for the little boy he moves into his arms.

A beautiful young woman stands next to him. Smiling at her two guys. Connor moves little Timmy into his arms, as he proudly holds his wife and kid, his family. Timmy points at Bass, then at Charlie and then at the food behind them, waiting at the table.

'That's right little man.' Bass smiles at his grandchild. 'Kid has a good grip on priorities.' Bass says with a wide grin, sharing being almost always hungry with the newest addition to the Monroe men.

'Come here, kid.' Timmy's little arms reach out for Bass, smiling and screaming with delight when he is being held by Bass. Moving his thumb in his mouth and one small hand grabbing Bass' shirt with a tired look in his eyes and head moving under Bass' chin.

Bass' eyes swell with pride and he looks from his grandchild to Connor. He shares a look with his son. Connor had some wild years. He slept around, let his anger and hurt rage out, spending time alone. Let his demons come out and found out that his dad was still there, waiting for him when he was ready. That Miles was not that bad. That Charlie was a good friend.

He found out that after long years of being alone, he did not have to. That he had a place to be. He is married now himself, seeing his child grow up. They came a long way. But now they are here. After everything. Together. Both Monroe men sharing one thing that will bind them through time.

Family.

And there is nothing they won't do for their family.

One more look, one more nod between two men as Connor lets his dad hold everything that is filling his heart with pride and love. His son. Another one on the way when he is smiling at Isa, his wife and friend all in one.

They eat, they dance, they kiss. Touch. Laugh. With the people around them they love and love them, matter what.

Aaron turns Priscilla when they dance to the music of some people from town who offered to make music for their day in the soft light of the autumn day. Aaron laughs at something Priscilla says. Their daughter plays in the garden, chasing butterflies. Timmy sits with Connor and has his little thumb in his mouth after a giant piece of wedding cake is now in his belly, when his father, his hero already and never far away, has an arm protectively around him and Isa. Rachel and Miles share a drink, Rachel leaning into his knees as Miles sits on a chair near a fire and Rachel sits with bare feet in the grass.

And Charlie, Charlie leans into her husband's chest. A kiss not far away, a soft one on her temple.

'I love you Mrs. Monroe.' Bass teases her. She is his, but she is and always will be her, a Matheson.

'I love you too, you moron.' She teases back, letting him kiss her . 'Bass..' she corrects herself.

Their story is not a normal story, as far as stories are ever normal. Theirs is not a straightforward love story from many movies now almost forgotten.

But their story, a story that belongs to all of them in that garden, is a story of love.

Maybe these people faced odds they should not have. Maybe they should not have found each other on the long road anymore. But it happened nevertheless and it won't be easy, but it will be love. Because it is already that. Just that. Love.

Anthony looks around, and he smiles as he finds Charlie leaning into Bass. He feels tears himself and hushes them away.

'Congratulations Char!' he kisses her with deep love on her cheek. They share a look of friendship while Bass is watching them.

He is still single, but later he will meet a man at her wedding , a guest from town who arrives late with new drinks, send over by the owner of the local bar as a wedding gift. And a new story of love will begin there too.

'Thanks Anthony.' Charlie says softly.

Later, Antony finds beautiful glasses for a toast as he moves cool wine into glasses that shine because of the autumn late sun. The wine almost golden in the last late light. Small candles are lit in glass jars, standing on the porch and hanging in the trees in the garden under where they all celebrate.

Rachel stands with her arm around Miles back, Miles is holding her close. Connor stands with his wife and little Timmy on his arm next to Aaron, Priscilla and their little girl. The wedding is small and without any kind of pink shit, just like Charlie has requested with a firm eye on her mom before the preparations had begun.

'Time for the toast!' Anthony yells with a smile and looking forward to his favourite part: the toast with some exquisite wine. He is carrying a silver plate with glasses filled with wine in them, arranged with love on the plate as he walks from the kitchen down the steps of the porch and into the garden.

Everyone has a glass in their hand. Well, everyone except Charlie. She almost blushes when Anthony starts to reach out with a glass for her in his hand and she is about to shake her head and tell him no.

'Oh..my..god...CHAR..' Anthony starts to yell '...you are pregnant?' Anthony yells out as he lets the silver plate clatter to the ground.

All eyes are again on her, just like that one day in that one horrible pink ugly dress she wore for Aaron when he had gotten had gotten married.

But she only needs and wants and craves one pair of eyes. She wants to see blue eyes that belong to her guy she has locked eyes with so many times now. Charlie eyes fill with tears. She had planned on telling Bass tonight, she had just found out herself.

Bass looks shocked. And then he moves his hand over her arm in a heartbeat. 'Are you...you are pregnant Charlie?'

'Yeah, Bass..I am. ' She moves her hand to his, taking it with her as she is guiding his hand for the first time over to meet their son or daughter. His hand with hers wrapped over it now on her belly.

Everyone is quiet around her . Bass feels her belly and is trying to realise what she is telling him. That new life is beating under their hands.

He looks at Charlie. Knowing Connor and Miles are right there to share this moment with him and Charlie. He is at a loss for words.

She is going to give him a family. More family. And this time, he will be there from the start. He will be there with her to greet their child. He will be there to do his very best, giving them all his all.

It keeps on going through his mind as he swallows and tears start to fill his eyes.

'Hell, Charlie...' Bass smiles at he, realisation setting in.

Charlie will never forget the raw and loving and gentle and heartmoving storm of emotions she watches in Bass' eyes.

A first hesitant smile breaking through, the way only Bass can melt you. Her whole chest filling with warmth.

Bass looks at Charlie, his partner, his friend, his family, his lover, his wife. And now, the mother of his child. Their child.

Even Miles and Connor are starting to get a bit blurry at so much honest affection from Bass and Charlie. For their being genuine happy for the both of them. Both men thankful for a glass in their hand as the woman around them are filled with happiness for the news that a new boy or girl will be filling the garden outside with more laughter and smiles.

Rachel looks at her daughter. Seeing Charlie, there. Seeing her for who she is for the very first time. Knowing she will be an amazing mother. Her daughter. Strong. And happy. Miles presses her close. 'Congratulations grandmom.' Rachel smiles through her eyes as she buries her head into Miles' shirt. Miles comforts her as Rachel gives Charlie and Bass time to celebrate the way they should. Together.

Aaron looks at Charlie, as she is standing there in her white dress with new life inside of her.

He thinks of Ben. And Danny. At how very proud they are at Charlie. For moving on, for getting up again and being too stubborn to not find new hope or love again. Because he refuses to believe that love is now gone, he refuses to believe that both Danny and Ben, Nora and Maggie and everyone dear to them are not still with them, because they carry them all inside their hearts.

As long as they do that, love is not lost.

And then with their whole family there with them and watching them with a glass in their hand to toast to them , toast to Bass and Charlie and their happiness and love, and new life and family, Bass pulls Charlie into his arms with love and gentleness and need to feel her close. To protect her, to shield her. To love her. With Charlie, it is impossible to do anything else.

It has been that way from the start when it came to her. Her. Charlie. His. He gave her life, he gives her love, love and family and a life he thought would be forever lost the day after the global blackout he had lost his wife and child. He feels them, somewhere in his heart, and for the first time he can think of them both, knowing they are a part of him. Safe within him, carried with him through time.

And he thinks about the new life, their new life, inside of her belly as Bass moves her into his arms and lifts her high in the air as he holds her close. And right before he kisses her, her wedding dress moves in the autumn breeze and her belly with new life caresses his wide strong warm chest that is home to them both. Surrounded by his brother. Miles with an arm easy around Rachel. His kid. Connor, Timmy and Isa. Aaron, and Priscilla. And their little girl. He can feel his dad, his mom, his sisters, their love through time and wishing him and Charlie well. He can feel them all in that one blinding moment when he watches Charlie smiling at him, high in his arms, safely with him, his love, his wife, his everything.

And her dress moves in the autumn air, with her golden blonde hair and soft smile and blue eyes, and their eyes find each other in golden autumn light.

So, here we are, letting the story come to an conclusion with love and golden autumn moments. I really wanted to give them that here, and I hope you enjoyed the story. I wanted to write a love filled story, to celebrate all my favourite characters within the story of Revolution, I love so very much. That, together with a hint of wedding and romance, is what this story is all about to me. Thank you so much for reading and all the ways you support me through writing. You are all amazing. Wishing you love, Love from Love