So this is the last chapter which I post while beating myself up for having the memory of a goldfish! I want to thank everyone who reviewed, those who showed their support by putting my story on their alert/fav list, and those who simply read it, chapter after chapter! It's nice to know that people actually reads this story!

Anyway, this story ends here, I stop borrowing the character's lives and go on with my own. I hope that you liked it, and... Well, let's start the ending, shall I?

21. Epilogue

One and a half years later;

She quickly pulls her hair into a ponytail, never taking her eyes of the blond baby in stroller. She smiles as he giggles, and quickly rushing over to him and picking him up.

At 18 months he knows how to get out of his stroller so quick that she would never see him trying if she looks away for just one second- and that is why she is nervous now; this is the first time she is going to leave him alone with him.

At eight months she left him at the daycare for the first time, she remembers the fear of what might happen to him. The first month was a torture, the second was merely painful- and then it started to get easier.

She looks around the park, trying to spot him and to make sure she is in fact in the right spot.

She picks Levi up and puts him on her hip, bouncing him up and down. There is something about his smile that makes it impossible for her not to, and then there is his laugh; the most infectious laugh there is.

She kisses his brown hair that really needs to be cut soon, since it's growing way too quickly. He smells baby, her baby, the smell that always makes her heart swell.

These two years has been rough for her, from the rape to now, standing in the park. Every day is a huge step for her, and sometimes she has a hard time waking up.

After she told Cuddy everything happened so fast, she still isn't so sure what and how everything happened. All she knows is that Cuddy helped her and got her to see a shrink, and while she needed time alone she would take care of Levi.

It turned out that there was a whole bunch of times like that.

Now she is better though, taking baby steps in the right direction. Talking about everything has turned out to be quite helpful for her, not only about this, but about her father too. She never grieved her father really, not once since he died when she was ten.

But she is past that now, and now even her mother talks to her. Everyone needs time, right?

She sees him in the corner of her eyes, and looks up to meet his puppy dog brown eyes- she no longer has nightmares of them.

"Hi" she smiles, and looks down on Levi; he truly is a mix of the two of them. Levi knows Wilson is his father so he claps his hand enthusiastically when he notices him.

"Hey" he reaches forward and takes one of Levi's tiny hands in his, his eyes lighting up when he sees his son. "Hello Lev"

They stand there awkwardly for a while before she hands Levi over to Wilson who immediately takes him and puts him on his hip. She can smile at the father son sight now, and that has taken so much time.

"I'll have him back by five" he promises, peeking through his long brown hair that he refuses to cut at least for a little while. He even has a beard now.

"Ok" she says, letting out a long breath. "Have fun" she smiles and then turns around to walk towards her car.

"Hey! Wait" he calls behind her, and she turns around "Thank you" she can hear how much he appreciates this.

"Don't worry about it" she calls back.

She thinks that soon she can almost forgive him. She will never forgive him totally, she knows that now, and no one really expects her to.

The end!