EPILOGUE
A few months have passed and for the most part the military has gone back to their time period. I took Lydia to a restaurant downtown that we found for our first real date. After supper, we walked along the shoreline of the lake. It was the first time I had really seen her comfortable. She had let her hair down, showing me a new, more carefree side of her.
We made our way towards the water's edge, and I got down on one knee - or what was left of it rather. Tears started to form in Lydia's eyes.
"Lydia, you know I love you so much. I can't even imagine living a day without you in it. I want to spend every last day I have left until I die with you. Lydia, will you marry me?"
The tears began flowing down her cheeks, and she managed to say yes though it.
Another couple of months have passed, and now Lydia and I are married now, with a baby on the way. I finally found work in an office downtown, and things are looking up around here. People aren't identifying as a faction anymore, and instead, are identifying as a people, a nation. A nation now called the United States of America.