EPILOGUE

Ororo looked up into the blue sky and sighed deeply. Much had happened in the last two months and she was happy that things were finally getting back to normal. Normal? Not the best word to use, she thought smiling as she floated down the stairs of her father's mountain home. Tired of being cooped up in the house, Ororo decided to head down to the gazebo to gaze out at the water, sparkling under the midday sun.

She was careful not to jostle her arm which was still in a sling. Her leg was feeling much better and she was finally able to put some weight on it, though Hank warned her to take it easy. She touched down in the grass half way to the gazebo, wanting to feel the earth beneath her bare feet. Sighing again, she favored her healthy leg as she slowly made her way down the rest of the walkway.

Taking a seat on the bench, she looked out, seeing but not seeing the lake in front of her. Her mind went back over the events that took place over the last few months that threw her life into a whirlwind.

Damion's faced crossed her mind's eye and she felt a tear sliding down her face. Wiping the tear away, she lowered her head and had a moment of silence in remembrance of him. Though his actions lead to some really tough moments in her life, she had loved him and still missed him. She knew that time would heal the wound he created through his actions and those of the others whose help he enlisted.

She was thankful that things worked out the way they did. She was especially thankful for the safe return of Jessica and Jasmine. She had fallen in love with always smiling baby and was honored that Luke had asked her to serve as the baby's godmother, which seemed right since she was dating Jasmine's godfather, Logan.

She smiled at the thought of him and was thankful that he too came out of the ordeal unscathed. He was sitting at her bedside when she the anesthesia wore off. He smiled down at her and kissed her hand. He stroked the side of her face with his bandaged wrapped hand. When she asked him what happened, he told her she wouldn't have to worry about Creed anymore.

A month after the ordeal, as her mother called it, her father held the event he was planning. It turns out that it was a congratulatory party for Ororo's promotion and Oliver's baby news and pending move home.

Their father decided to surprise both of them with things he knew they would enjoy. He gave Oliver a small box with a set of keys to his new home, a block away from their parents' house. Oliver was surprised and appreciative of the gift. He was also surprised to learn that his wife Shelia and his mother were secretly involved and had picked the house. Oliver asked his wife if she was happy with the place and she nodded. "That's all I need to hear," he told them, hugging her tightly, then hugging his mother and his father.

Ororo stood on the other side of the room and smiled at her family. She was happy for her brother but at the same time, was a tad bit disappointed. She initially thought Logan wouldn't make the party because a job he had to finish but he has a surprise for her as well.

"Hey. Where's Logan?" her brother had asked, falling in step with her as they may their way over toward the stage as their father directed.

"He had something he had to take care of tonight, so he's not coming," Ororo told her brother.

"Bummer," he replied, putting an arm around her shoulders, "That's okay. You can party with your big bro."

"Whatever O. You're leaving soon as you can get away so you can go check out your new house," she replied, getting a grin in response.

"You know me too well, sis," he replied, "That was the plan but Dad made me promise to stay for a little while."

"Really? I wonder what he has planned?"

"He didn't say but I'm guessing it's something for you."

"Why would it be? I got my surprise already," Ororo replied, looking over at her father as he approached the mike.

"You know Dad," Oliver said, putting his arm around his wife, "He always has something up his sleeve."

"Well as you know, this gathering tonight is to celebrate major milestones in the lives of my children. Since I've already shared my son's great news, it's time for me to share my daughter's," her father started, looking down at her, "As you know, she just made partner at the family law firm. And if you know her boss, you know he's a hard man to work for." People chuckled, knowing her father's reputation.

"But what some of you may not have known about her was that she is a serious Ne-Yo fan," he replied, looking back at her, "So baby girl, congrats on the promotion. Ladies & gentlemen, I present to you Ne-Yo!"

She smiled at the memory of seeing her favorite artist take the stage. She stood and leaned against the banister, allowing the memory to continue.

"Ms. Ro, thanks for being a fan and I dedicate this song to you," he told her, as the opening bars of Let Me Love You began. She was so into the song that she didn't realize that Logan had arrived and had taken her brother's place beside her. When the song finished, she cheered along with the others. As the cheers died down, she heard Logan's voice.

She turned to him and was startled to see him down on one knee, holding a beautiful blue diamond solitaire in a platinum setting.

"Ro, I love you and don't want to be without you. Will you marry me?" he asked simply.

She smiled at the memory and wiped away the tear that slid down her face.

There was only one word that came to mind…

"Ro, you know you shouldn't be on that leg," Logan told her, interrupting her thoughts as he joined her in the gazebo.

"Hank told me I could if I didn't overdo it," she replied, wiping her eye before she turned toward him,

"Hey, you okay?" he asked concerned.

"I'm fine," she replied, turning toward him and wrapping her arms around his neck, "I was just remembering a very short but sweet proposal made by this guy I know."

"Really?" he asked, "Whose the guy?"

"Hmm," she said, "He used to be my knight in shining leather."

"And what happened?"

"He decided that he wanted to be something else, I guess," she replied, kissing his cheek.

"Nope, not the case at all," he replied.

"Oh really? Why not?"

"Well, I have it on good authority that he wanted to put a ring on it so other's will know you were spoken for," he replied, making her laugh.

"So does that mean I'm still a D.I.D.?" she asked.

"For me, you will always be a D.I.D.," he said, putting his arm around her waist and taking her hand in his, beginning to sway gently, "Because it gives me an excuse to always come to the rescue."

He leaned down and kissed her lips gently. Their eyes met as he pulled away. She smiled at him and before she could speak, Logan placed his hand on her face and pulled her in for another kiss. She was ready for him and responded passionately.