Disclaimer: I do not own Death Note or it's characters.
Claimer: I own Ehkei, Michelle, Aaron, June, and Jackson.

Author's Note: So, here is the final chapter. It's extremely short but it's just to let you know what happens to everyone in the end. I hope you enjoy it. Now that my story has FINALLY come to an end I'm not sure to be relieved that I actually finished a story or annoyed that over a year later I'm just now getting fourteen chapters of it out. I started out so good in the beginning. But somewhere along the way I lost it. So, here's to you, my faithful readers. I only finished this for you guys and my friend Logan Bricker who inspired me to get it done and over with and write out the end. This title is from "The older I get" by Skillet. It was kind of the main theme for this chappy. :) Enjoy.

Epilogue: Do You Believe Time Heals All Wounds?

Two young women stood at the kitchen sink washing the last of the diner dishes. They could hear their children and husbands laughing from the living room. One smiled as she put the last plate in the strainer.

The sky was a deep orange and pink color as the clouds hid the last of sun's rays. A cool breeze blew in from the rocky cliffs on the seashore. The women smiled at each other before turning and heading into the living room.

The shorter blond woman paused only briefly to touch her finger tips to the photograph on the mantle of the fireplace before taking her place beside the shorter red heard male of the two. She kissed his cheek quietly as he played with their eldest son.

"I thin it's time for bed, don't you?" She said to the little blond haired boy.

He gave his mother a shocked look. "No. I wanna stay up!"

The child's father smiled at his son. "Your mother's right. Let's get you cleaned up and into bed alright?"

He pouted and crossed his arms over his chest angrily. Taking it as a sign of defeat the father picked up his child and carried him to the doorway. "You too, Michelle. Bed time." He said to his young daughter. He got up without a word and kissed her mother goodnight before chasing after her father.

"Yes, well, why don't you follow suit and head on to bed then too, Aaron?" The taller brunette woman said to her only child, whom was playing with legos on the floor with his father.

Also sporting a pouting face Aaron stood up and made his way to his room to get ready for bed.

"I'll be in in a minute to tuck you in!" the brunette called after him. "Is there a reason you sent them to bed so early, Ehkei?" the blond male asked once the kids were out of sight.

Ehkeilooked at the photo on the mantle and got up to retrieve it before sitting back down on the floor. She stared at the picture in sadness. "Ten years since Light, Misa, and Matsuda were put in jail. Since the Death Note was destroyed. . . ten years since Taku died." She hugged the frame close to her chest. "I heard from Near that Matsuda will be out this October. Misa and Light are in until they die, but . . Still." She looked to her friends with tears in her eyes.

"Oh, honey." Her friend moved to put her arm around Ehkei's shoulders. "I know it's hard, but it was your decision to put them behind bars instead of writing down their names."

"I know, I know. But still. June, don't you ever worry? You'vegot a kid now. Does it ever cross your mind that another notebook could come into this world? What would you do if it killed your only child?" She looked to June's husband for his reaction. His scared face gave away little. But she had never been good at reading him anyway. "Does it ever make you worry, Mello?"

He lowered his head just as Ehkei's husband came into the room, child free. "What did I miss?" He asked assessing the scene in an instant. He walked to His wife's side and pulled the photograph out of her hands. Wrapping his arms around her he pulled her into a tight embrace. She began to sob lightly. "Sh, sh, It's okay. I'm right here. Nothing is going to happen to us. I promise. I've kept you safe all this time haven't I?" He felt her head nod against his chest.

"Matt. I-I'm sorry. I just got a little emotional. I heard that Matsuda would be out soon. . ."

Matt looked down on his wife and felt sympathy for her. The pain from the death of her brother had not eased over time. He figured a bond as close as their's was one you never fully got over. He pulled her closer to him. "Don't worry. It's alright. Ryuk said he wouldn't be aloud onto the human plane again after all the chaos he had caused the last two times he was here."

"But what about other Shinigami?"

"I don't think you need to worry about that either. Ryuk said no one approved of his dropping his notebook." Mello put in.

Ehkei looked to him silently and pulled back from Matt just in time to see her son standing in the doorway.

"Mommy why are you crying?" Jackson ran to kneel beside her, his eyes concerned.

Ehkei rested her hand on his cheek. "I'm crying because I just love you so much that I can't help but tears of joy that I have you." As proof to her white lie another tear slid down her cheek. She pulled him to her chest and hugged him tightly.

Even though he didn't understand what she had meant fully, Jackson hugged her back. He was sent back to bed shortly after and June and Mello followed shortly after to tuck Aaron into bed.

"Are you going to be alright?" Matt asked once they were alone.

Ehkei nodded into his shoulder. "Yes. After all, I may have lost one important person in my life, but I gained three more in return. I will protect my children with all that I have. I don't know how were going to explain Michelle's eyes to her though. We need to do that soon. She came to me complaining about her vision changing suddenly yesterday. She said she could see her brother's name over his head and "strange numbers" underneath it. I had no idea that my eyes would be passed onto her. I wonder if her daughter will have them too?" she looked down in thought.

Matt smiled and ruffled the blond hair that she now wore long. "One more thing to love about her. We'll figure it out. I think we should tell her the truth. For now we'll make it sound like an old legend or something. When she's old enough, we can tell her the whole truth. As long as I have you we can make it through anything. I promise." He leaned down and kissed her deeply.

Author's Note:So leave me some comments, and tell me what you think. Oh and if you were wondering, Michelle looks like her father, Jackson like his mother, and Aaron like his mother also. I enjoyed writing this story and I hope you liked reading it. If you want to you can give me suggestions as to what to write next and a little critique here and there is always nice. :)