This is the final (and very short) chapter.

Chapter 11

We stood atop the former medhall building gazing at the city of Brockton Bay spread out beneath us.

Taylor had spread her swarm of (portable) drones all across the city, aided by (portable) range extenders. This allowed her to perform effective surveillance on the entire city. She used a (portable) image projector to display the surveillance footage for us. Various scenes from the daily life of the new Brockton Bay.

Looking at them I could feel that we achieved something in the three short month I was here. I had done some genuine good in the world.

In the newly renovated docks the supervillain Dagger battled her nemesis Glory Girl.

Aboard the newly running ferry, Brandish dueled Marquis Margrave.

In Taylor's new school Arcadia, the Brockton Bay Wards were doing a PR shoot.

In the PRT HQ the (much reduced) Protectorate members were playing scrabble.

In Taylor's house Miss Militia and Danny Hebert were role playing superheroine in peril. With Danny as the villain.

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Wait.

What was on that last screen?

"Oh god!" The words came to me quite involuntarily.

"Victor?" Taylor said very very calmly.

"Yes?" Oh this can't be good.

"I need some time away from home" She turned to face me fully. "I'm sure i've been traumatized for life"

"I" I stole another glance at the screen. "You know, I agree. No child should see that" I pulled her into a hug. "So, where shall we go?"

On cue, the smell of ozone spread across the roof of the medhall building, followed by a familiar crackling sound. Just as we turned to face it, one of the now familiar dimensional portals opened before us.

We exchanged a look.

"This might be a really really bad idea" I stated the obvious.

"I really really need this" Taylor stated the blindingly obvious, pointing at the screen where her dad… oh hell that woman is flexible.

"Alright" I allowed. "But other than that, this world has just barely been downgraded from a death world. I think we deserve a little r&r"

Taylor reached into her pocket dimensional storage and produced a box. Then she proceeded to open said box and wave the pile of autographed female underwear inside it under my face.

"Alright" I allowed again. "But we can always hope that Valkyrie will come to her senses and stop sending me autographed panties..." Taylor raised a sarcastic eyebrow. "….. okay fine. That's not happening any time soon" I let out a long breath and accepted my fate. "This does look like a…. marginally good option"

The portal sat there innocently.

I paused. "Should we get David?"

"We haven't left the bed except to pee. This can't be healthy" Jessica said as they embraced.

"It's totally healthy!" David insisted. "We're getting plenty of exercise!"

Then he proceeded to prove his point.

"…. Yeah let's not" I decided on second thought. "But what will you tell your dad?"

"I'll write a note" Taylor focused for a moment. "There, done"

I drew a deep breath. "Alright then, Are you ready?"

Taylor nodded and linked her hand with mine.

Together we stepped into the portal.

Finis

That's it people. This is it for this story, baring one last omake. Thank you for reading, correcting my mistakes giving me feedback and encouraging me to keep going. Peace.