Epilogue

Reefside, California

2 years later

Haley's Cyberspace

The place was decked out for the celebration.

Haley had outdone herself, turning her cafe into a dining room worthy of the couple they celebrated. Not many hours earlier, Kimberly and Tommy had held a semi formal wedding ceremony.

Finally.

They could have been married when they got back, but Kimberly refused to until she could walk down the aisle on her own two feet. Just the year before, she took her first steps with the help of her walking braces. She'd gone from that to just a cane in almost no time and that day, she finally walked down the aisle with Jason for an escort to say her vows in front of their friends and family. Though she had been bonded to her Falcon on Phados, she had been just as eager to walk down this aisle, in the style of Jane Austen, as she had when she was young.

Those plans had been interrupted by the savage bastard that everyone had been forbidden to name when she learned he was dead...by the brother who escorted her that day.

Kimberly Ann Oliver was damn proud of herself. She took to Dr. McIntyre's treatments rigorously and now she had her reward. Her legs were back, the next step was to take gymnastics back up. She was far too old to compete, but she was determined to teach Physical Education at the high school...and possibly, even open her own studio.

They were baby steps in the right direction, and she took each one with determination...and Tommy took them with her. Next week, she was going to the Martial Arts Studio with her husband (with her doctor's permission) to begin a more extensive strength training, with the good doctor and her mouthy canine to watch her progress.

Right now, however, she sat at the head table next to her husband and mate. She smiled. He'd been at her side every second he could. He'd gone back to his job a month or two after the evil one was vanquished and every weekend, he took her out to see their friends. He'd been so gentle and careful with her in everything, weather it was helping her bathe, or making love.

He always paid close attention to what he was doing, even to the point of annoyance. It had taken a full year of this before he even considered letting her take over in the bedroom. Tommy had been reluctant at first, and it had taken a long argument to change his mind, but when he did, their marriage flourished.

Tommy looked at her with love sick eyes and kissed her lips, his eyes shining. She couldn't hold in her light giggle as he turned and responded to something Jason said.

Her eyes then swept to Aisha and Rocky. Their baby girl was a year and a half old and already had her daddy trained. Cora sat in his lap and took a bite of food from the fork her daddy held out for her. Aisha sat next to him and shook her head.

At the next table sat their newest friends. Skull and Megan, and their...her...their daughter, Michaela; The daughter she tried in vain to stay away from. Not because she hated her, but to prevent any kind of emotional distress to the child.

But Skull and Jason had other ideas.

Not even two weeks after bastard's demise, she'd been sitting in the little garden in her hover chair smelling the fragrant roses when the gate opened and the little pitter-patter of feet met her ears, causing her to look up.

Kimberly's heart stopped as the little girl approached with a big bouquet of colorful flowers in her arms. There were classic red roses, multi colored roses, mums and fern all wrapped up in pink tissue paper.

She didn't know what to say as the little girl stopped short and held out the flowers for her.

They locked gazes for a few moments and for the first time since her birth, she got a good look at her baby. She had light sandy brown hair and her expressive eyes made her think of the sea, but the nose was hers and so were the ears and even the neck. The rest of her was alien. In a moment of sudden clarity she remembered who the customer was.

He had been lithe and humanoid but he had gills on his neck and the same color eyes and hair...and his skin had been textured. Especially down there. It was the one time, during her years of captivity that she actually gotten some pleasure during her forced intercourse. He had come hard and fast inside her, and his sperm had been the one to impregnate her.

"Momma Kimberly?"

Kimberly flinched in response and instantly regretted it as the little girl bit her lip and backed away.

"Don't go." She'd said quickly. "I'm sorry sweetie, I'm not used to that title."

"My other mommy and Daddy told me that you were my mom too. Is it okay if I call you that?"

Kim looked up at the garden gate and saw Skull and Megan standing side by side watching warily as Tommy leaned against the gate and gave her an encouraging look.

The former pink ranger swallowed. What did one say in this situation? She looked into the little girl's eyes and then at the flowers. She didn't have the heart to turn the little girl away so she smiled and held out her hand for the flowers.

"These are beautiful? Did you pick them yourself?"

"Mommy took me to the flower shop. The lady said you'd like them...do you?" Her anxious eyes melted her heart and she nodded.

"I do. Thank you!"

And that had been it. From that moment on, she was a constant visitor to the house and it didn't take much for Chrystal to become her big sister. And now, despite their past, Skull and his wife had become part of the family.

Michaela had been the flower girl today and she looked very cute in her cream colored dress of silken lace. That had been the style they all went with, but the dresses were hard to find, which was why it had taken a year. Such pieces had to be made.

Her own gown was in the same style, though it had a tasteful yet plunging neck line, and was made with the same material. Flowers were tastefully braided into her hair, which had finally grown back to its original length.

Her eyes switched to her Crystal who was at the moment the victim of a sneaky stolen kiss by Aramour, who was sitting next to her. She stole a glance at Tommy who was eyeing them with resignation. The young man had been nothing less than a gentleman...and the picture of respectfulness. Though at first Tommy tried to find fault with him in the beginning, Aramour had won him over.

She'd found it adorable how they had both worked together to accustomed themselves to Earth mannerisms. They were both in their last year at Reefside High School. And today, her youthful beauty showed in her dress. It was still in the Jane Austin style, but this dress was an empire waist pleated dress with a soft pale ribbon tied just under the bust line.

She knew it would only be a matter of time before Aramour pulled her husband aside for 'the chat'. Her daughter already wore her necklace which Andros' son had presented to her when he asked to court her. She'd found out from Ashley that it was an old custom on KO-35 much like the Earth custom of wearing your boyfriend's high school ring. It was proof that Crystal was taken, a fact that her father and Uncle Jason turned a blind eye too. They were both making up for 16 years of being overbearing club wielding protection...and Aramour took it all in stride.

She herself had accepted it already that the young man wasn't going anywhere and she and Ashley secretly dreamed of the day their children tied the knot.

"Hey Beautiful, it's time to cut the cake." Tommy said in a soft voice, gently bringing her out of her thoughts. With a grin and a little help from her husband, she stood to her feet, and proudly walked towards the cake. Everyone clapped for her and she felt her heart burst with pride as Tommy handed her the knife. As one they cut confectionary masterpiece and gently fed the cake to each other...and then kissed.

"Daddy, I thought they were gonna shove the cake like in the pictures?" Came a young voice to her left. The question had come from Jason's adopted son, Caspian. The boy had grown bigger since he arrived. At the moment, he looked like a young copy of Jason (thanks to the medallion he wore) But she'd seen him without the medallion, in his dragon form. He'd grown a little bigger as well now measured a good 4 feet from snout to tail. By the time he was 12 human years old. He'd be a good 6 1/2 feet. About half the size that Jason was when he transformed.

Jason grinned. "Because son, he's no idiot. Aunt Kim would be really angry with him, and he's too smart to try anything like that."

Kimberly laughed softly and allowed Tommy to carry her slice of cake back to the table. She gingerly sat down and smoothed her dress over the tiny bump she sported. No one but her and Tommy knew she was pregnant. That would be an announcement for another time. If Tommy could keep the secret to himself, that is.

He sat down next to her and kissed her lips gently while he covertly brushed against her stomach.

"You doing okay, Momma?

"I'm perfect, Daddy."

He chuckled and kissed her again, knowing he'd never get enough of her.

They'd finally taken that step in their lives, It was 18 years later then they had wanted to. But now, nothing would ever tear them apart again.

The End.

And so it's all over. I hope you all have enjoyed this fic. I'm pretty sure I know what you all want now. Yes, I'm going back to Glory Of Love next, so stay tuned. Until then, leave me a review and I'll see you all soon!