Iotlh Epilogue

Apollo smiled as he watched her walk down the isle. She wore a simple white sleeveless dress made of silk that clung to her wonderfully curvy body in all the right ways. Her sunset colored hair was down and flowing around her, like usual, and it was still beautiful. But the thing that caught his eye was that wonderful, bright, bubbly smile that her pink plush lips formed. She was positively glowing with happiness as she walked slowly toward him with a small bouquet of red and white roses grasped tightly in her pale, soft hands.

Her eyes met his gaze and held it for a moment before she blushed and looked away. He loved it when she did that. It showed that she still had some wonderful child-like innocence still in her somewhere; despite how much he had been corrupting her every night. Apollo smirked at these thoughts. He remembered back over the past few months.

After he and his wonderful love had emerged from the bedroom a good 12 hours later, Apollo had immediately taken her around Olympus and introduced her to all of his friends and family, before leaving her in the capable hands of Artimis for an hour or two, so he could settle some business with Hephaestus. After he left the smith god's shop with a ring perfectly suited for his girl in hand, Apollo pulled her away from his sister and her new husband Hermes; he walked her over to a wonderful little beach right off of the lake, and asked her if she would make him the luckiest and happiest man on earth. She quickly said yes before she attacked him with kisses… she was getting really good at the whole seduction thing.

Telling her family had been an interesting experience. They hadn't heard from her for over twenty four hours and were about to call the police and report her missing when she walked in the door, with a ring on her finger and a brand new fiancée. Her older brother came at Apollo with a hockey stick and even got a few good swings in, before her father stepped in and pulled Mark off of him.

They had sat down in the living room, and Apollo spotted the t-shirt that he had left at the house when his fiancée had given him her virginity. He prayed to all of his friends that her family hadn't noticed it. Her mother spoke first.

"Sweetie, isn't this a bit sudden? I mean that you two have only been dating for a few months, and he is your first boyfriend. How do you know that this is what you want?"

"Mom," she said, "I love him and I want to marry him. You can't tell me that you think that this is too fast because you and daddy got engaged after two months of dating."

"You're father and I were also older then you two are now," her mother interjected with a little more force then was absolutely necessary.

"Only by four years, Mama," said Apollo's little sunbeam. This time her dad spoke.

"Sweetie, did this punk get you pregnant?" he asked out of the blue. Apollo now noticed that her father was glaring at him rather intently.

"Daddy!" she said in shock.

"Are you?" he asked again.

"I am NOT pregnant, Papa!" she said with certainty.

"Are you a virgin still?" he asked this time. His daughter didn't say anything in return. Her father looked from Apollo, to his daughter, and finally the dreaded t-shirt lying in the corner, then he and his two sons all decided now would be an excellent time to tackle Apollo off of the couch and try to strangle him with their bare hands while shouting names too profane to mention ever again. This continued on for about ten minutes before the mother told got her men off of her daughter's fiancée and let them explain.

After everyone calmed down and took a deep breath, Apollo's fiancée explained that their getting married didn't mean that they weren't going to go to collage and make something of their lives.

"Where are you going then?" Her father asked in a very disgruntled voice. He was probably still thinking about removing Apollo's head with rusty hedge clippers.

"Allen and I will be attending the University of Chicago," she replied with a knowing smile at Apollo, who took her using his pseudonym a little by surprise. "He had family there that can help take care of us."

In reality, Apollo and his bride to be weren't going to attend any collage, but they were going to continue their work on Olympus and enjoy their immortal lives together. They couldn't tell her family this because it would mean a trip to the insane asylum for the both of them.

"I don't know, sweetie," her mom chirped in, "this doesn't seem like such a good idea, I mean you're so young."

"Mama, I'm a mature adult. I can make my own decisions about my life. I love Allen and he loves me and we want to be together for the rest of our lives. What's so bad about that?" his love said. Her speech must have hit home with her parents because, the next thing that anyone heard was her little brother saying something that really lightened the mood.

"So have you two set a date yet?"

Apollo laughed to himself as he thought about that kid who was standing next to his best man, Hermes, in a tux and looking at a certain young bridesmaid with a little smirk that Apollo would recognize any where. That kid was defiantly going to be making some moves at the reception later.

Moving his attention back to the love of his immortal life, Apollo was still blown away by how this beautiful, perfect creature standing a few feet away from him had chosen to give up life as she knew it to be with him. She could have had any mortal or god that she wanted and still she chose him. He was so humbled and just plain ecstatic about her, that he almost jumped the gun to race up the aisle and meet her half way, but thought better of it… considering her father was walking beside her a little slower then was absolutely necessary.

He would let the father and daughter have their moment. He knew that the two were close and would never want to tear them apart. But if that guy didn't walk a little faster soon, he was not going to be held accountable for his actions.

After an agonizing 3 more seconds, his fiancée's small pale hand was tightly enclosed in his large tan one, and her father was taking his seat nest to Apollo's future mother in law, who was already crying. Apollo beamed at his girl, who winked back, before turning to the pastor who was marring them.

"Dearly beloved…" he began. Apollo thought back through the last year. He had met, fallen in love with, and fought for a wonderful, flawless girl that he was absolutely crazy about. He had been there when she cried over her dead cat, when she wanted to watch Disney movies for 24 hours straight, and when she had forced him into reading her favorite novels out loud all night. Sounds terrible, but he wouldn't have changed a single second of it. He loved her more then anything or anyone that had ever existed in this universe.

He couldn't wait to have babies with her, and live forever with her. She was truly his other half; he would never figure out how he had survived all those years without her by his side. So when the pastor asked him "Do you take this girl, Emily Miller to be your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, in sickness and in health, for better or worse, for as long as you both shall live?" he could answer with out a shadow of doubt,

"I do."

And with that, she was his, for forever. His little sunbeam. His Emily. And for the first time in over a million years, Apollo truly felt complete.

THE END!!!

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