Wow. Thirty seven chapters, and this is the last one for this story. Their will still be a sequel, but still. this is the last chapter. It feels strange typing this.

I do not own the outsiders.

Andromeda smiled as she watched her son play with Hoodlum the dog and the two cats. her six-year-old son Austin had grow not be gentle like her, but he would still roughhouse with his sister. She laughed gently as she reflected on her life. married life with Dallas was wonderful, and she was absolutely content with her life.

Andromeda had also opened her bake shop a year back with her sister, and it was doing well. She watched as Amber played with Natalie. Andromeda's eyes drifted to Dallas who was talking to Darry a few feet away.

Dallas grinned, he loved his life. While it was true they didn't know where his dad was, he hadn't made any attempt to hurt them again. Unfortunately, his actions had made it so that Amber had to take medication for her terrible asthma. They also carried around a inhaler for emergencies. Dallas was sad to admit that it was used more than just a little bit. There had been times when they had to get new ones after the previous one had been used for only one week.

But thankfully, Amber was still playing like a regular child. He grinned lightly as he saw her playing with her sister 'Nate the great and terrible'. Natalie had been nicknamed that due to her love of the Oz movie. He laughed as they played with the new puppy. Amber had insisted with innocent eyes that Hoodlum had to have a puppy fried, or he would die from loneliness.

He grinned as his jacket crackled slightly. He wouldn't tell anyone, but he would save Amby's drawings inside of his jacket so that he could look at them later. Dallas was proud of his daughters drawing ability, and would often brag about her skill to a lot of people.

Amber giggled as Lassie licked her cheek. Her daddy had told her that he was a German shepherd and Husky mix. Amber didn't know what that meant, but she loved Lassie just the same. Nate giggled as Lassie licked her cheek. Amber smiled, she loved how her sister would follow her around saying 'see, Amee, see.' Amber knew that she wanted her to sing, so she would much to her sisters joy. She smiled, everything was all happy.

Persephone laughed as she watched Two-Bit with their one-year-old son. Bailey had her violet eyes, and Two-Bits rusty curls. She shook her head as she saw him run around pretending that he was a airplane as Bailey giggled loudly. A year ago, Two-Bit had gotten some greaser buddies to stand in front of the place they had first done it with signs in their hands. She had laughed when she read the message - 'I love you Seffy. You are my Mickey mouse, and you always brighten up my world. Marry me?' She had laughed at his embarrassed expression as he tried unsuccessfully to not fall down while he knelt.

Life had been good for them. Andy had hired her to work the register of the bake shop that they co-owned. Cherry even help by doing the marketing and such which confused the twin sisters. She laughed at her sons face, yes life was good.

Two-Bit laughed out loud with his son. He had been glad that Seffy married him. They loved their son dearly, and he loved them back. He would show it in his smiles and laughter. Two-Bit never thought he would get married, or have a kid. He thought that he would die a young death from drinking too much.

But he hadn't, he actually had given up drinking along with smoking two years back. he had also gotten a job and worked a desk job. While he was terribly bored by this, he worked hard to get his degree in law school. That was another thing he hadn't expected, he liked law how good a thief he had bee, everyone found this extremely funny.

Everyone laughed happily. The last two years had brought their us and downs. No one in the gang smoked or drank, but they weren't perfect citizens either. Some of the time, they would go and disturb the peace for a bit. They didn't do anything criminal now, but they still enjoyed bothering others a bit.

Unsurprisingly, socs and greasers were still rivals. But they accepted this as a fact of life. No one expected those old prejudices to fade in the near future. But still, Tulsa was home to the gang. It was a imperfect and difficult place to live in, but none of them wanted to leave. This was because they were home.

What did you think of it? Is it good bad? I will say it again, wow. This is the last chapter. The very last. Having written this, I feel proud, but sad. I do not want to stop writing this ... But there will be a sequel. I will wait a bit before I start writing it though.

So, please review. Review = imaginary baked goods from Andy.