As promised, I deliver the Epilogue. I do not know if I'll ever continue the story, but I'm not ruling out a sequel for this (I know some of you mentioned). For now, however, this is as far as I've wanted to take it. I'm eager to start the new story and see how I do with it. I'm still mapping it out so it will take some time for it to post.

Since this is the last one, I have some extensive thanking to do, so bare with me.

All the four stories under my name are related to this project, so I'll just add up everything. Up until the moment I'm posting this there are 504 reviews and 56.654 hits on it. There are 210 wonderful people that have my story on their favorite lists and 234 that receive an email every time I update it. My name is also featured on the favorite author list of 22 people and on the author alert list of 47 other people. I cannot begin to express how much this all means to me and how happy it makes me that you all liked my story. To have so many wonderful readers has been a blast so far and I hope I will not disappoint you in the future and that I remain on your lists.

I love you all! xoxo

I'd also like to thank my dear beta, Keri, who has been by my side through this entire story and who cried at the mushy stuff right along with me. I love you, hon and I'm proud to call you my friend and sister from another mother. A big shoutout to Anne who helped out on some of the chapters and who's always been supportive of me. Sending you loads and loads of kisses!

Five years later

EPOV

"Hey, do you remember our first assignment?" Sookie asked me.

"Of course, how could I forget? The day you tamed the biggest bigot of them all, Steve Newlin," I replied, amused.

"Yes well, it was in our favor the way things turned out, after all," she said, throwing me one of the smirks she picked up from me.

"You are right, my love. It certainly has been beneficial to us in the past few years," I admitted and turned up the volume of the news channel.

"Reverend Newlin has launched a new campaign supporting tolerance towards other species. Five years ago, when he claimed God had spoken to him and instructed him to change his ways, the leader of The Fellowship of the Sun has done a complete 180. He has gone from speeches preaching God's hate for vampires, to proclamations that all God's creatures are equal, including humans, vampires, weres and the recently out of the dark – daemons.

His words have led to a number of tolerance marches across the country. We will return with updates as more information about the campaign is released.

Back to you, Keri!"

I shook my head smiling and muted the TV. Miracle after miracle, all because of a good glamour.

When we returned after our honeymoon five years ago Sookie denied me any fun and promised she'd leave without me if I didn't "play nice".

We arranged a meeting with him, claiming we were interested in joining the church. We walked there in broad daylight and sat in his office. He recognized Sookie and thought that she was repenting, until he finally recognized me. But by then, Sookie had him under glamour and thanks to her mind reading, she could go much deeper than any of us.

She dug so much, that in the end, it wasn't glamour at all, it was changing his personality. I'd have had a little fun with her ability and how she could have changed Pam's shopping habits, but I kept my mouth shut, knowing that if she were reading my mind right now, she'd just as easily return it against me. And I certainly didn't want to give her any ideas for when she was mad at me.

Sookie made him believe that God had spoken to him and showed him verses in the Bible where it specifically says that you should accept every creature that He had created. That was the surface layer, though. Deep down, she changed the way he saw everything, the way he understood it and the way he acted upon his belief. He was a new man and no one figured out the glamour because Sookie didn't erase any of his memory, she simply "turned some switches off, and some on", as she put it.

Ever since, Newlin has started proclaiming the equality of the species – humans, vamps, weres and now daemons, since they had their own Great Revelation three months ago.

He's been working steadily and with conviction, the same way he did before our interference and he managed to change the way each and every one of his followers thought.

As Sookie said, it was far better like this, on the long run, than going in and killing him. If he was dead, another leader would rise and feed the same bullshit to the same stupid believers.

Sure, we all still had problems with bigots, but they were moderate and those who crossed the line, disappeared. We were still vampires, after all.

There had been very few vigilantes in the supe community and the numbers were running lower and lower every year. They had learnt it was a good idea to come to us, rather than just fight against each other. We had vampires complaining about weres, weres complaining about vampires and daemons, witches complaining about everything and so on and so forth. Some days it felt like we were kindergarten teachers, trying to separate bullies from nerds and boys in love from the little girls they were tormenting.

We also had three states to run. It wasn't easy, but it certainly helped to have trustworthy people helping us along.

Pam proved to be a wonderful choice, as I knew she would. She ran things with style and there were rarely any problems in Louisiana. The sheriffs were doing a great job at ensuring that as well, and I think it was mostly because of Thalia. She once humiliated a vampire in Area 2, which she was commanding, in front of 50 other vampires. It was enough for Rasul, Indira and Victoria to threaten with calling in Thalia, and the matters went away in a blink of an eye. Pam had insisted that she could continue taking care of Area 5 in my stead, and she did so remarkably well. Fangtasia was still the storefront of her offices, but it had a lot more traffic lately given her double duties.

Sookie and I would intervene when important matters arouse and in problems of investing money. All in all, Louisiana was quite a profitable kingdom. New Orleans had returned to the glory it once had and it attracted vampires and humans alike from all over the world. They all wanted to see what the Capital of the Vampires looked like.

Arkansas was such a tiny, quiet place that there were never any problems with it. Alex proved to be quite the business man and managed to polish it up a bit and make it shine under the moonlight. But we never had any problems to deal with there since there were so few vamps to create them.

Las Vegas was the place where most the trouble came from, but mostly due to the large number of resident vampires and visitors alike, rather than bad management. We kept the casinos running and most of the other business, and have cleared out the bad business, which included quite a number of brothels that Felipe was encouraging and reveling in. We also sold most of his luxurious mansions and palaces that were too expensive to maintain and only kept one of the smaller residences for when we were in town.

There was a lot of bickering and fights over who had the longest dick (it all came down to it, trust me) and they would settle down when they were threatened with serious punishments dealt directly by me or by Sookie. They had heard enough by now to know not to mess with either one of us. I could easily have fun for long periods of time and would take all my frustration out on them as they were keeping me from my wife, while Sookie could burn them up like it was bonfire day. Not to mention they were scared because their bodies could be tortured during the day as well.

Revealing that we were daywalkers had indeed kept the others from plotting against us and sending out day men, weres or other creatures that could walk in broad daylight. They couldn't even send out fairies since none of them would hurt one of their princesses and her chosen man.

Most respected the title and meaning of the Chosen Couple.

Most. Not all.

Some thought they were better than us, than me, than her. But we proved them wrong. A lot died at the end of my sword or at Sookie's fingertips. About ten creatures had thought to go against us in the past five years and all of their deaths had been public, letting the rest know that confronting and plotting against us, was not a good idea.

But hey, as Sookie says, "Look at the bright side". There were only ten in five years. Not bad if I do say so myself.

We traveled a lot. We've been to every country of the world, wherever they called us in. Since we had to deal with the entire globe, we often received inquiries by email. Sookie set up the whole system and it was working wonderfully. Everyone was told they should file in their complaints to us based on the subject and nature of the charged. If the problem could be dealt with in this way, then we wouldn't travel. Our private jet already had enough millage to embarrass a small public airline fleet. We would however, sometimes travel the good old "fairy express" if the distances weren't too far.

We also had a new addition to the family. Hunter was now ten and he had been living with us for 2 years. Remy had died in a car crash and the little boy was sent off to his only living relative, Sookie. He adapted quite well and he found it peaceful in our house. Not needing to hear other people's thoughts must have been quite relaxing for him. That lead me to think about how hard it must have been for Sookie to grow up that way. I could see him struggling with the voices sometimes, when we went outas a family. At least he had someone to help him along and someone who completely understood what he was going through.

Hunter was understanding about our nature from the very beginning, and he wasn't grossed out or afraid of us. He trusted us completely and he loved spending time with us. He was also extremely attached to "Auntie Pam" who was spoiling him every chance she got. He was such a smart kid and, as hard a childhood as he's had, he's quite happy as well.

But, as much as we wanted, we couldn't isolate him. Therefore, we both publicly extended our protection to him in an attempt to stop anyone trying to acquire him for their own.

I felt oddly at comfort with the little human that was so close to Sookie's heart. I hadn't ever thought about children ever since I became a vampire and I thought I had lost my interest and patience with them. Although I had children as a human, that was over a thousand years ago and I had little part in their lives. Having Hunter around, though, was refreshing. He understood a lot more than other kids his age, as far as I knew, partly because of his telepathy. I found myself eager to spend time with him and I soon discovered that I loved the little fellow. His questions were intriguing, to say the least, and his thirst for knowledge was astonishing. Very soon after he stepped into our home he had a private tutor which had him sighing with relief. I'd probably feel the same if I were in his shoes and had to constantly hear everything my colleagues thought.

Our extended family, Pam and Alex were doing wonderful. They lived together and did most everything together. It was a nice change that I had wished for Pam for many years. I was just glad that when she fell in love, she fell for someone who returned her feelings and someone who wouldn't break her heart.

Jason was also close to Hunter. He and Amelia had moved in together right down our street and they had their own little one to look after. After their shotgun wedding, no one knew if they were going to make it, but I guess they loved each other enough to make it work. Amelia had gotten pregnant two months after the coronation and their daughter, Adele, was the spitting image of Jason, except she got her mother's personality which had her zipping around the house like one of the Energizer bunnies.

Sookie was happy for them and watched with amazed eyes as Jason grew up in front of her eyes. Sure, the whole ordeal with Crystal had sobered him up, but his relationship with Amelia transformed him into a "real man", as he said. Sookie was also thankful she could experience the one thing I could never have given her – pregnancy. By peer, of course, but with the amount of broadcasting Amelia's mind was doing and the things our sharp senses caught, she felt like she knew exactly how she'd have felt if she had ever been pregnant. She never regretted her decision, but I guess she was glad she could feel her little niece grow inside her best friend's womb.

We had little Hunter to care for and even though he was not ours biologically we both loved him. Sookie was scared at first about how I'd react at the news of her little cousin, but she relaxed quickly when she saw me with him and how fast we connected.

"Where did you go?" Sookie asked, bringing me out of my reverie.

"Just thinking about the past five years and the choices we've made."

"Do you regret anything?"

"No," I replied quickly and decisively. There was nothing I would have done differently.

"I'm glad. Me neither," she said as she stood up and came to hug me.

I kissed her lips softly and she melted in my embrace.

A small voice came from the hall way.

"Uncle Eric?"

"Yes, Hunter. What are you doing out of bed?"

"I just wanted to make sure everything was packed. I'm so excited, I can't sleep," Hunter said with a big smile on his face.

"I'm sure everything is fine and everything is there. If we forgot anything, we'll just buy new ones, ok? You'll need skiing equipment anyway," I told him as I kneeled in front of him, putting an arm around his shoulder.

"Mmmk. Night Uncle Eric, 'night Aunt Sookie," he said and gave us both a peck as he scurried down the corridor and to his bedroom.

It was the first time that the entire family was taking a vacation. There were five days 'till Christmas and we were heading back to Sweden and the Island home, as I had promised Sookie we would return. It was our five year anniversary and we wanted to celebrate with everyone. That being said, our plane would be full the next day. Pam and Alex's coffins would be picked up by some of our men and taken to the cargo of the plane first thing in the morning. Jason, Amelia and Adele were coming along, as well as Alcide, Alessia and their little Brian. We had grown closer and closer to the weres, especially after the war we fought together. He was a nice man and he cared for Sookie in a way that didn't make me uncomfortable.

She was easy to love and I told her so.

"And so are you honey. You're everything I ever dreamt of," she said, smiling at me and peppering kisses on my jaw.

We made love slowly and quietly on the couch in the living room in front of the fire, like all those years ago. We fell asleep in each others' arms, covered in blankets, to the lullaby that was made out of Hunter's sleeping breaths.

I'd like to hear your opinions one last time for EN and if you would like any outtake on this story, let me know and I'll see how I find time to do it. I promise to consider each and every one of them and I'll let you know if it's doable or not.

Love,

Gaby