Alright here it is, the final chapter to Fix You! I originally had a different plan for the epilogue but I felt like you guys deserved something different and so this is the outcome. So, take a deep breath, and here it is, chapter 35, the epilogue.

A lot can happen in one year and for Natasha and Clint, this statement was anything but less than true. Classes at NYU were extremely difficult and had Natasha and Clint coming and going at different times of the day. Countless fights often took place, and sometimes they ended with Natasha running out of the townhouse they lived in and walking around the neighborhood alone at two in the morning. Clint would always fix it. He would run after her to apologize and carry her back home in his arms.

They always made time for each other; Clint always promised it. Every once in a while, Natasha would come home to a trail of rose petals leading up the stairs to their bedroom. Clint was almost always standing at the end of the trail with the last rose perfectly intact to give to her. He would hand it off and kiss her, getting more aggressive until their bodies connected with the bed.

Early in the spring semester, Natasha and Clint had their first – and hopefully last – pregnancy scare. Natasha thought she was late because she was just stressed out because of the pile of work that had been assigned within the first few weeks. She was still on birth control but sometimes when she was stressed, she would be late, but she was never this late before due to stress. On her way home from class one day, she stopped by the drug store to buy a pregnancy test and sprinted the remaining distance home. She didn't want to tell Clint. Only if it came out positive would she tell him.

Unfortunately, when she returned home, Clint was there, sitting on the living room floor with his European History notes scattered across the floor. When he caught sight of the panicked look on her face, he immediately got up from the floor and approached her, asking her what was wrong. It took a lot of persuasion from Clint but Natasha eventually told him about her dilemma, and then swiftly left the living room to head upstairs.

Clint followed her, and she headed straight for the bathroom, where she tore open the box to the pregnancy test and slammed the door in Clint's face so she could have some privacy. When she reopened the door, she had already taken the test and the only thing they needed to do was wait. She crossed the room to sit on the edge of their bed, and Clint followed suit. After a couple minutes, the test turned out to be negative, and both Natasha and Clint let out a sigh of relief. Though they were engaged, the last thing they wanted to do at the moment was raise a child. They were in college, and they had worked so hard to get where they were. They didn't want to ruin it.

However, the pregnancy scare had been an eye-opener for Clint and Natasha, and as they lay in bed later that night, they started to talk about planning the wedding. When Clint proposed to Natasha, he never officially said when he wanted to marry her. As long as he married her, he didn't care how long their engagement was. They could wait until they finished college. They could have gotten married the day after her graduation. But they never talked about it until the pregnancy scare.

They started to toss around ideas. Where would it be? How many people would they invite? And most importantly, how much would it cost? Despite Natasha's grandparents paying for the townhouse's finances, Natasha and Clint had to pay for groceries and other living expenses themselves.

Both Clint and Natasha took up on-campus jobs. With their salary, they couldn't really afford an extravagant wedding, but Clint wanted it to be perfect. Therefore, he consulted in Natasha's grandparents, once again, to aid in financing the wedding. He knew they had to hate him by now since they paid for Natasha's ring and the townhouse, but it was worth a shot. If they obliged, he would promise to pay them back every cent – along with the money he was indebted to them for the ring and the townhouse – it cost to pay for the wedding. The conversation was an uncomfortable one, but shockingly, Natasha's grandparents offered to pay for the entire wedding without Clint having to repay them in the future.

From that point on, Clint and Natasha spent at least an hour each day planning the wedding. There were so many things to be considered: the location, the flowers, the guests, the tuxedoes, and most importantly, the wedding dress. Natasha spent her time during her on-campus job searching the internet for affordable dresses, but to no avail.

About three months before the wedding, Natasha's grandparents sent her a large package much like the one she received that contained her prom dress. She had an inkling what the box contained, so she shooed Clint out of the room so she could have some privacy. She slid off the lid and tore away the tissue paper to reveal a sleeveless off-white lace gown. She ran her fingers over the expensive material, and then quickly boxed it back up and hid it in the closet.

As the semester started winding down, Clint and Natasha were busier than ever with planning the wedding, writing papers, and studying for finals. Natasha was out like a light by 11:00 each night after waking up at nearly six a.m. each day. Clint had bunkered down in the office on the third floor of their townhouse, mapping out a timeline of Europe's history. By the time finals week was over, the stress was only going to build up even more with the wedding quickly approaching.

With only one week to go, Clint was dragged to a surprise bachelor party that Tony Stark decided to throw for him. Leave it to Tony Stark to hire six strippers – one for Clint, Steve, Thor, and Bruce, and two for Tony – but also keep it classy. Natasha was not pleased to hear about Clint's bachelor party, but she knew that with Tony Stark behind it, it was inevitable.

When it came to her own bachelorette party, she kept it simple. Natasha, Peggy, Jane, Maria, and Pepper went to a bar that thankfully didn't card minors and got wasted. Maria hooked up with some random guy. Pepper drunk dialed Tony constantly, and Peggy and Jane made out with each other. However, Natasha – despite being drunk off her ass – still managed to have some kind of common sense to not do anything stupid.

The night before the wedding, Clint parted with Natasha and stayed in a suite at The Plaza while he let Natasha stay in the townhouse. He wrapped his arms around her so that it would hold him over until the wedding the next day.

"I'll meet you at the altar," he whispered in her ear and then bounded down the steps and slid into the taxi that was waiting for him.

In the middle of Central Park, family and friends gathered in the early afternoon sun to celebrate Clint and Natasha's wedding. White chairs were set up for the guests and white roses and ribbons lined the aisle. Clint, along with Steve and Thor, stood at the end of the aisle awaiting Natasha's arrival. They watched as Peggy and Jane marched down the aisle in their light blue dresses and lined up at the opposite end of the altar.

That's when the wedding march started to echo down the aisle and Clint immediately fixed his eyes at the other end. Standing at the other end was Natasha in her off-white sleeveless custom-made lace gown. Her hair was pulled back into a bun with white flowers pinned into her hair. Her lips were full and red and she had a small smile on her face.

As she glided down the aisle on her father's arm, Clint couldn't take his eyes off of her. Everything about her just made Clint's heart stop. The way the dress hugged her body. Her full red lips. The flowers that were pinned in her hair. Her sparkling green eyes. He was so caught up in how she looked that he didn't even realize that she had reached the altar.

Natasha smiled at him as he took her hand and led her up the steps to stand beside him. Clint wasn't paying attention to the minister when he began his spiel about gathering for the wedding, and several times he had to be asked to focus, to which Natasha would giggle in response to Clint's silly behavior.

"At this time," the minister said. "Natasha would like to say a few words to Clint."

Natasha turned to Clint to find his eyes wide with shock. He wasn't expecting it. She knew that, and that's why it was perfect.

"Clint," she breathed. "First off, focus. You look like you're going to pass out."

"I'm not going to pass out," he exclaimed.

"Sure, whatever you say," she said with a giggle. "But Clint, there's so much I should have said to you after all these years. Thank you for saving me from those playground bullies when I was in kindergarten. Thank you for those hair ties that you so kindly got for me for the Secret Santa gift exchange. Thank you for that extremely lame but incredibly adorable valentine. Thank you for that almost first kiss after Cupid's Ball. Thank you for leaving your eighth grade formal dance to spend time with me instead.

"Thank you for our first kiss. Thank you for that day at Coney Island. Thank you for making a mess out of the first time you met my parents. Thank you for that special performance on my sixteenth birthday. Thank you for taking care of me when I've been sick, and thank you for giving me a damn heart attack the day of the custody hearing.

"Thank you for being my best friend, my boyfriend, my fiancé, and, in advance, thank you for being my husband. But most importantly, thank you for fixing me."

Clint looked at her with confusion splashed across his face, but she continued.

"I never shared anything with anyone before I met you. My family was broken, and obviously there was no way to fix it, but then you came along and changed everything. You made things easy, and you're the only person who knows everything about me. I can't hide any sort of emotion from you because you just know me too well.

"I just want you to know how much you've changed me, and how much you mean to me. I've made mistakes and I'm sorry, and I hope you know that, but I love you and I always will."

Clint was silent for a couple seconds and then he opened his mouth to say something, but nothing came out.

"I…I, umm," he stammered.

"You don't have to say anything," she said. "Let's just…let's just get married okay?"

Clint smiled and nodded, and they turned their attention back to the minister who continued with the ceremony. Neither Clint nor Natasha had ever been religious in their lives, so they opted for just a simple ceremony to make their union official.

"Do you, Natasha Romanoff, take Clint Barton, to be your lawfully wedded husband?" the minister asked.

Natasha cracked a small smile. "I do," she said, and slipped the silver wedding band onto Clint's ring finger.

"And do you, Clint Barton, take Natasha Romanoff, to be your lawfully wedded wife?"

Clint nodded with his eyes locked on Natasha's. "I do," he said, and then slipped the new diamond ring he had gotten – from Tiffany's of course – onto her ring finger.

"I now pronounce you man and wife. You may kiss the bride."

Natasha grinned from ear to ear and tried biting her lip to keep it from spreading even further, but Clint smashed his lips up against hers and it felt absolutely perfect. When Clint broke away, Natasha leaned in for more but Clint chuckled.

"We have the rest of our lives for that," Clint said just loud enough for Natasha to hear.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you, Mr. and Mrs. Barton!" the minister announced and Natasha and Clint turned to face their guests. Natasha felt Clint's hand creep down to hers, lacing his fingers through hers. It's where it belonged, and both of them knew now that they would never let go.

The End

And there you have it! The final chapter of Fix You. I just want to say thank you to everyone who has read this fic, added it to their favorites, signed up for alerts, and so on. I also want to give a shout out to everyone who has reviewed this story at one point or another. So thank you to: forget-your-woes, Waterlilies, MegalegU, XxDarkStarrxX, Tahiri Veila Solo, BadeFTWShipper, Alaee301, yolynnjones, Mushroomking98, Abigail Fredericks, Mrs Billy Pratt, Melody Kye, the last clarissa, somuchforu, Tatiana20, lovergirl2017, Myriad-13, crystalbladedragon, wibbelkind, GranuailesDance1057, BoudicaFlamespirit, PitOfDespair, mrsdarcy94, trinigyal, Danger Rachel, writingwhimseys, tarpeach1981, LizzyCullen7, Who Says It's A Rebellion, psychmaster, Emilia Rachana Cooper, shaneequa, PaigeD6, Jedi Kay-Kenobi, cosmicgirl286, Mistress Serah, mellbell12123, NinjaInAnImaginaryLondon, wickedRENThead1783, xxBeautiful Redemptionxx, VampireAngelRanger, Slushies And Red Vines, Ariadne915, SPG147, Fearlesswriter6, BeccaRomano, Magical Faerie, Abbie Brown, Peace and Blessings, LittleMissMia123, friendsrox12, WFTHLC, FinallyFallingAllOverAgain, OB ob OB ob OB, Lightly-the-fockal123, flarey phoenix, Leo-firefly, It'sMyFavoriteSong, Rue Mo, eat-sleep-swim-repeat, AngelVamp6688, applecoral, PatryTrusky, Narutorockerz, RockSolid, KungFuHime2009, California-Italian, FujiwaraMiwa, soccerkeeper6, blackenedheart231, Smilingeyesandpixiedust, CharlieMichelle, AvengerGal, zcrewman, HushLittleSleipnir, imbetterthanyou238, missnevada, TheLastRider, wolfie1025, strangervision, Shojo-Chan, fanficnerd700, SlyLittleLuna1234, Lcelinaoc, Happy Pineapple, ZeDancingHobbit, GangsterGirl-Crush, Roses Near Rivers, cullenforevah, Gray95, and Sandpiper01. Also, thank you to all the guest reviews! If I missed anyone, I'm sorry and I thank you so much for all the feedback and your thoughts throughout this entire fic. Thank you everyone who stuck through 35 chapters worth of drama, romance, and humor and I appreciate it so much.

Also, I have some ideas for two Clintasha stories. The first involves the whole idea of Clint losing his hearing so I might take a crack at that. The second one will be (most likely) another AU. It will be based on one of my favorite films called Love Me If You Dare (Jeux D'Enfants in French). It stars Marion Cotillard (Nine, Inception, The Dark Knight Rises) and Guillaume Canet who play a game in which one dares the other to do something crazy and the other has to do it. Google it, YouTube some videos, and all that junk. If you guys want to know more about Love Me If You Dare, inbox me and I can hook you up with a link to the movie. It is a French film so it will have subtitles, but it is truly a fantastic film. I swear, the characters remind me so much of Clint and Natasha that I feel like I need to do a fic based on Love Me If You Dare for Clint and Natasha. Please let me know what you think of these ideas!

As for a possible sequel for this fic, maybe I'll do some "one shot sequels," if there is such a thing? Just some one shots on Clint and Natasha from this story. If you'd like to read some random drabbles about Clint and Natasha post-Fix You, let me know.

Okay, phew! Please review the epilogue and let me know what you guys think of my ideas. Once again, thank you so much for taking this journey with me and I love all of you! Thank you so, so, so much!