So, here it is the final chapter and epilogue to my longest fanfiction yet. It's crazy that I began writing this a year ago thinking that it would be a quick story, but here it is in all of it's 45 chapter glory!
I want to thank all of my amazing fans and reviewers who have trudged along with me throughout writing this fic! I've loved the ideas and all the encouragement and love, it's what made this story so worth writing!
This chapter isn't as long since it is the epilogue, but I hope you enjoy the ending!
And thank you always for the wonderful reviews!
By the way did anyone else squeal with excitement for the new trailer! I just about died! Looks amazing and like there will be a lot of Mileven going on as well! July 4th can't come soon enough!
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Epilogue
10 years later...
Waves crash evenly into the eroding cliff, water splashes high into the air, cascading down onto the nearby rocks, darkening them.
The salty sea air whisps through the seagrass that dance and bend to its whim. While the calling of flying gulls echo across the blue bird sky.
While down below on the rocky cliffs, where the seagrass rolls, a small cheerful yell is heard.
"Come on Clara, we're going to miss them!" a young boy with shaggy black hair calls into the wind behind him. His face red with exertion as he tramples over the seagrass, parting it like a ship cuts through the waves.
"Jaimy, wait for me!" a smaller girl, with wild, curly black hair cries to her brother. Her legs quite smaller than the boy who runs ahead, as she continues to get snagged in the long grass.
She's able to make a couple more leaps before her legs become ensnared once again, and she topples to the ground with an 'oomph!'
The air escapes her lungs in one breath, and she feels the tears begin to prick at her eyes as she attempts to push herself from the ground, but her long hair blocks her view, and she can feel the panic begin to set in.
But, before she can even cry out, she feels a pair of strong hands wrap around her midsection, as she's lifted from the grass. She takes in a sudden gasp of air as she begins to turn in the person's arms. Her warm, dark brown eyes meet a mirror, as if her eyes are reflected back to her.
"Woah there sweetie, you've got to be more careful, that seagrass can really trip you up" the voice is deep, but warm, and the small girl allows a smile to pull at her mouth as she wraps her arms around the man who holds her.
Her dark hair meshes with his as she wraps her small arms around him, giving him a tight squeeze. "Thanks for rescuing me, daddy" she giggles as she pulls away. The man gives her a warm look as he shifts her on his waist.
He moves to push her cascading locks from her face, so that he can see the smattering of freckles, just like his own on her soft face. He can't help but grin as he bends and plants a small kiss on her nose.
"Anything for you, Clara" he singsongs. A look comes across her face, "Anything?" she catches his words, and the man feels as if he's been caught in a trap, 'she's just like her mother', races through his head.
He lets out a long breath for nodding, "Why, what did you have in mind?" he asks his smirking daughter, she then begins to move in his arms, and he knows exactly what she wants as he helps her climb onto his back. Her arms wrapped tightly around his neck, and her small legs tucked into his waist, he moves his arms so that he can hold her safely.
"Okay, now go after Jaimy!" she cries, moving her hand just enough to point to where the growing boy is still running through the seagrass. The man watches his oldest son, who, even though seems to have gotten his impending height, is still struggling to make it through the grass.
The man turns to look at his daughter, whose eyes are full of wild excitement as she watches her brother attempt to cut through the grass. He sighs, "What about mommy?" he asks her.
And before he can speak another word, a soft voice comes from behind, "Don't worry about mommy, she and Georgie will catch up".
The man turns to see his wife, whose gait seems determined as she moves through the grass as if it's the easiest thing on earth. She has a proud and wicked look upon her face, as her light brown hair moves in the wind. The man's not sure if he's seen anything so beautiful as he stops and stares at his wife, who's also carrying their youngest on her hip.
He must've been staring, and not going anywhere because he feels a tight pull on his head, causing him to wince as his daughter pulls at his hair. "Daddy, we're going to lose!" the small girl cries.
He can hear his wife chuckling as she meets them. "Go on Mike, catch up with Jaimy, I think Georgie and I can make it through just find", she beams at him.
Mike gives the woman a soft look, and she tilts her head, "What?" she whispers softly coming to stand beside her husband. He shakes his head at her, "You're just the most beautiful woman I've ever seen, my lovely El" he coos.
El blushes deeply ducking her head away from her husband. They had known each other for over twenty years, however, the way he complimented her always made her feel like her teenage self when their love first struck.
She moves, and places a delicate hand on Mike's cheek as she moves forward and gives him a soft, lingering kiss. They both hear their children groan in disgust, which makes them both smile.
"Ew, don't do that" Clara hides her face into Mike's shoulder trying to avert her eyes from her parents displays of affection.
Both Mike and El laugh, as Mike adjusts Clara on his back, as she scoots up further. El nods ahead, "Go on, catch up" she grins, and she watches as both her husband and only daughter give her identical smiles, and she's pretty sure her heart melts.
"Alright miss Clara, you ready?" he spins in place slightly, causing the young girl to squeal with glee, "Yes!" she cheers.
And then, Mike is off, trampling through the grass as if he were a wild stallion, their daughter holding on for dear life.
El's motherly instincts kick in as she can't help but shout after them, "Do be careful!" But, she's pretty sure her words are lost to the wind as she can hear Mike and Clara's laughter ringing throughout the field.
She shakes her head watching them run off, when she feels a soft tug at her side. Her attention is immediately drawn to her youngest child in her arms. Georgie looks up at her, he's their only child that inherited her light brown hair, her soft brown eyes and olive skin. He also has the fewest freckles of his siblings as well.
Mike always gently calls him, her mini-me, where Jaimy and Clara's features much more resembles Mike's.
"Mama" his young voice reaches up to El, and she can't help but smile, "Yes, little one" she coos to him. The young boys eyes brighten as he gestures towards where the rest of their little family has taken off to, "Follow" he says giggling.
He turns his head back up towards El, and their soft eyes meet, she gives her son a curious look, as he tilts his head, evaluating El's expression.
"Follow" he says again, as he attempts to lean forward and El has to holdfast to him before he topples out ot her arms. "Woah, you want to go after them?" she says snuggling up against her son.
"Yes, chase!" he squeals and El gets the gist of what he's saying. It seems that each of their children have bold personalities, not afraid to tackle anything in their way to get to what they want.
She sighs, as she moves her young son around, adjusting him as Mike had done with Clara. However, since he was only three, El holds on much more tightly to make sure he is secure.
"Ready?" she gives her son a look, and he only screeches joyously, making her wince slightly before she takes off, developing a steady gait through the winding grass.
She can feel her heart pounding against her chest as she attempts to be quick, but careful as she navigates through the seagrass. Her motherly instincts reminding her that she does not want to fall with her youngest perched on her back.
But, the sound of Georgie's cries of delight, make her tuck that little voice away, because just as her children are strong, she reminds herself that she is too.
El arrives at the edge of the seagrass where the rest of her family lay, spread eagle, catching their breaths. As she exits from the ocean of seagrass, she can feel herself catching her breath as well, setting Georgie down, whose face is filled with delight as he toddles towards his family.
El sits with her dress tucked beneath her as she sits close to Jaimy, she reaches out to brush his unruly hair from his sweaty face. "Tired?" she quips to him.
The growing boy throws a hand at her, "No...all….good" he pants between breaths. At this Clara sits up to look at El, "Mommy, daddy was this close to beating Jaimy" she says as she holds up two fingers, almost being pinched together to show how close they came to winning.
El gives her daughter a warm look, "Oh, really?" she turns her gaze towards her husband, who seems completely wiped from the race.
Mike peeks one of his eyes open, as he attempts to speak, but no words come out. El can only laugh as she waits for her family to get the rest they need.
A couple minutes later, Mike finally sits up with a huff, and looks at his family, "Alright, we're already running a little late, we've got to get to the pier to meet the others" he states.
At his words, his children sit up as fast as lightning, "No, we don't want to be late!" Clara cries, giving her parents her pouting face. At this Mike gives El a look, as she rolls her eyes, "It's not like I taught her that look" she says through her teeth.
"Whatever you say" he chuckles as he raises to his feet, reaching out a hand to help up his wife. He pulls a little bit more harder than she expected, and she ends up in his arms.
"Hi", he whispers, his eyes boring into hers. She gives him a gentle look, "Hi" she says back. They move into kiss, and seconds before their lips meet, a loud mocking, "Ewwww!" is heard from behind them.
They both turn, to look at their kids, each with looks of disgust, "Not again" Georgie whines hiding his eyes behind his hands. While Jaimy pretends to vomit and Clara looks away.
Both adults came help but chuckle at their kids, and settle on a light kiss, before breaking apart. Mike moves towards Jaimy, ruffling his hair, "Alright, let's get going" he says, as Clara runs to his side and entwines her hand in his.
El shakes her head at the two, knowing that the second she was born, six years ago, she had Mike wrapped around her finger.
She moves to pick up Georgie, who is already holding up his arms, awaiting for his mother to pick him up.
"Come on Georgie" she grunts as she picks up the not so little boy, and he adjusts himself just so that El can carry him easily. She moves so that she is beside Mike, who takes her free hand and entwines it with his.
Jaimy is already making his way into the town, "Come on, slowpokes!" he calls over his shoulders and at this Clara pulls on Mike, causing them all to stumble slightly before meeting a matchable gait together, "Yes, let's go!" she cries and soon they are all off into town.
They wind their way through the busy streets of London, as they make their way towards the docks.
Jaimy has come to follow alongside the rest of the family so as to not get seperated by the crowd. "How much further?" he asks impatiently.
El casts her son a look before saying, "It's not much further, it's one of the furthest docks down" she hums, as Clara now pulls at her hand. She and Mike having switched children awhile ago to give herself a rest from carrying their growing boy.
"It's been so long" Clara drawals as she looks about with her dark eyes. Mike nods in agreement, "Yes, just over a year" he states.
El looks ahead as the crowd finally starts to disperse, and up ahead there's a familiar red color that catches her eyes, a smile pulls at her lips.
"Look, there they are!" she points ahead and now all of the Wheeler's family's eyes are straight forward, as they land on where she's pointing.
Clara pulls harder, "Auntie Max!" she cries and El allows her daughter to run the rest of the way, as Max's head swivels from where the little voice cried her name.
A beaming smile crosses the redhead's face as she sees the only daughter of her best friend come running her way. Max bends down, holding open her arms so that the dark haired girl can be enveloped into her arms.
"Oh, Clara, it's so good to see you!" she coos as she spins the girl around. The female Wheeler giggles in delight.
"We've missed you" she says in her small child's voice, and Max gives her a small kiss on her head, "It's only been a month, we always try to meet up as much as possible" she states as she places the girl back down, just as the rest of the Wheeler family catches up.
A familiar curly haired man moves forward, "Well, aren't you guys a sight for sore eyes" he greets them, as their families come together. Dustin moves to give El a hug, as Max turns to Mike to give him a squeeze as well.
"It's good to see you guys where the gi-" Mike starts to ask, when a flash of red moves towards them.
"Auntie El, Uncle Mike!" A group of three redheaded girls move towards the Wheeler family.
The oldest moves to hug El, "Hello, Grace, how are you?" El squeezes the eldest of the Henderson family. Grace pulls back slowly, her long red-brown hair knotted back perfectly, as her blue eyes sparkle up to El. "I'm good, but it's been kinda boring without you guys around" she hums. El brushes a stray strand of hair behind the girls ear, "Well, I know someone, missed you" she whispers into the girls ear as she motions to her oldest son. Everyone knowing that he had quite the crush on the girl since they were young children.
Grace follows El's nod and a blush spreads across her cheeks as Jaimy stands off to the side, not seeming all to interested in the interaction. But, the girl, who's only a year younger then Jaimy moves towards him.
"Hello, Jaimy" she greets shyly, and the boy's face lights up brilliantly, "Uh...Hi Gracie" he says quietly, while the rest of the family watches on in awe.
Mike hoists the two younger, twin girls up into his arms. "Ella, Rosie, how are you two doing?" he greets the girls. The youngest of the Henderson family are identical down to the last freckle that spreads across their fair skin. While their redder hair than their sister gleams in the afternoon sun. Both girls giggle as they hug onto Mike, "We're good!" they answer together.
El then moves to hug the two girls, while Dustin hoists Georgie into the air, "My, my, have you gotten bigger?" he jokes, as the small boy giggles as Dustin bounces him up and down in the air.
"Yes, much bigger!" he cries as his face becomes red with squeals. Dustin eventually stops and holds the boy on his hip.
El finally moves to Max, and gives her a tight hug, "How are you doing, holding up I mean?" she then gestures to Max's once again slightly protruding stomach.
Max heaves a heavy sigh, "Oh, you know the usual, tired all the time, achy, hoping this is the last one" she says the last part through gritted teeth.
The other adults laugh, as Dustin moves to caress his wife's stomach, "Yeah, maybe this one will be a boy" he sighs.
"Watch, you'll get two girls again" Mike laughs, and Dustin face falls, "Don't even joke about that", and the others join in on the laughter.
Max gestures to El, "So, any news to share?" she asks with a wink. El shakes her head, "No, and that's okay, three's quite a lot" she stresses. Max nods her head, "I agree, but...can't keep this one away" Max whispers into El's ear, who has to cover her mouth to hide her laughter.
"Oh, don't I know it" El agrees as she gestures towards her husband who is engaged in a conversation with her husband as the children talk amongst themselves.
El moves to speak to Max once again, but a distant voice stops her, "Hey, who said you could start the party without us?"
All of their heads swivel to a waving figure, who's other hand is held tightly with a woman's as they make their way down into the ship's yard.
"Lucas!" El and Max cry at the same time as the man moves to hug the girls. Once they break away, they turn their attention to Lucas's wife. "Amara, how are you?" Max coos as she gives the woman a hug, El doing the same.
"Oh, you know, taking care of this little guy, and waiting on the next" she says as she gestures down towards Lucas's and hers son.
El bends to the four year olds height, "Hello, Oliver, how are you doing" the young boy hides slightly behind his mother, as he places a free hand into his mouth. His dark eyes looking into hers shyly, "Good" he mumbles, and his mother scoffs.
"This one, so shy, hopefully this next one will help him break out of his shell" Amara sighs, patting her much larger stomach than Max's.
"Well, we can't wait to meet him or her" El grins brightly gesturing to her stomach.
"Mom!" El whips her head quickly around, knowing her oldest child's voice anywhere, she immediately believes he's in trouble, however, she sees a bright smile on his face instead, as he points out towards the ocean, "There they are!"
El's eyes follow her sons pointing finger, and there, just barely skimming the edge of the horizon is a familiar ship that is sailing straight in their direction.
She walks with purpose, meeting her family at the edge of the docks. Mike comes to stand by her side, linking their hands together, as her children stand in front of them, their eyes cast out, gazing upon the bright blue water of the ocean.
A tear silently trickels from her eye, as she turns to look at Mike, who's giving her a soft look. "They're home", is all she says as they wait patiently for the ship to dock.
They wait on baited breath as the ship continues to sail smoothly into the harbor. Everyone is anxiously awaiting those who are aboard the vessel.
And then, the ship can be seen in full glory, the sails flapping against the smooth wind, as the people aboard are actually coming into view as they move about to steadily steer the vessel into docking.
El can feel her heart pounding against her ribcage, because she can finally hear them now, as one person bends over the side, waving foolishly towards them, "Hey! Long time no see!" the voice just barely meets their ears as they all begin to wave the ship in.
The tears are coming heavier now from El's eyes as she tries to hold back the sobs as her eyes are set on the man who is practically her brother, "Will!" she cries, "It's so good to see you!" she tries to stretch her voice as far as it will go to reach them.
Another figure appears at Will's side, "Hello, everyone!" a woman's voice cuts through the wind, and El's pretty sure she's gushing now, as she can taste the salty tears permeate her mouth.
"Joyce!" El cries out, again, her heart feeling full once again, now that her family is back from their year long journey.
"Grandpa!" El turns her head down to her daughter who has just called out, and she follows her pointed finger towards the front of the boat, and there, in all of his glory, is Hopper, he waves quickly to them all, but puts his attention into barking out orders to make sure the ship lands safely.
They all watch in awe as the glorious Hawk, cuts through the gentle shore waves, as Hopper and his crew lead it into their dock.
El marvels at the ship, for her, and the boys, it held something special to all of them, and seeing it once again, it makes all of their hearts swell.
Everyone bounces eagerly on their feet as they allow the ship to settle, and a gangplank is put out. El gazes upon the ship, until Joyce finally makes her way down it in a hurry.
She doesn't even feel her feet move until she knows that she's getting closer to Joyce, and she can see the older woman crying just as she is, and when they meet in the middle, they embrace in a tight hug.
El sobs into the older woman's chest, feeling the warmth and safety she's felt for all the years that Joyce treated her just like her own daughter.
She can feel Joyce's breath in her ear, "Shh, don't worry sweetie, I'm here, we're back" she tries to calm the younger girl.
El pulls back, a watery smile greeting the older woman, she moves to wipe the tears from her eyes, "I know...it was just hard having you all gone for a year" she sniffles.
Joyce chuckles lightly, "Oh I know, even having Hopper, Will and Anna aboard, I hated being away from all of you", she then gestures behind the girl, who turns to see the rest of her family and friends hurrying towards them.
Clara, of course is in the lead, "Grandma!" the dark haired girl all put jumps into the older woman's arms who catches her with glee, "Oh, Clara, look at you, you're just as beautiful as your mother!" she brushes the girls wild locks behind her ear, who giggles in delight.
Just then El's eyes catch a couple more figures moving towards them, and she can't help but smile, moving towards Will's open arms, embracing each other tightly.
"Missed you" El states her breath on Will's neck. "Missed you too" he says, pulling away as he moves to hug the others who have also made their way across the gangplank towards them.
Just then, another woman, with blonde, wavy hair disembarks from the ship, as she holds onto a young child in her arms.
El smiles warmly at them, "Anna! It's so good to see you!" the blonde woman smiles warmly as she gives El a slight side hug. "It's great to see you too, El". And El's eyes move down to the young child in her arms.
"Oh, my! Is this your little girl! We've all been dying to meet her since Will wrote to us saying you gave birth!" El exclaims looking at the year old child.
Will and Mike come to stand beside the woman, as Will moves to take the child from the woman's arms, "Yep, this is Elizabeth" he says proudly, as the rest of the crew moves to meet Will's daughter.
"Wow, she's the spitting image of you, Anna!" Dustin exclaims as everyone eyes the girl, who begins to tuck herself into Will's arms.
"Yeah, but she's shy just like Will" Max quips, poking fun at their friend, who merely rolls his eyes.
"Ha, ha" he says dryly, while everyone laughs in return, but then a knowing booming voice echoes from behind them, "She might be quite, but she sure is cute" Hopper makes his way across the boarding dock, and before he knows it, El is making a beeline towards the man as she throws her arms around the unsuspecting man.
"Hopper!" she cries, while the man holds her tight as well, "Hey kid, it's good to see ya" he says in his low deep voice. El looks up to the man who looks more shabbier with his grown beard that is riddled with white hairs, she smirks, "Looks like you've gotten older out there".
Hopper rolls his eyes, "Yeah well, with a smaller crew and tighter deadlines, I'm bound to get a couple" he moves to stroke his beard.
"Where the grandkids at anyways, it's been too long!" he cries over our heads, and just then, Jaimy, Clara and Georgie cut through their small group, and right towards Hopper, who's waiting with open arms.
"Grandpa!" both Jaimy and Clara exclaim, wrapping themselves into the mighty mans arms, as he envelops them. "Ah, good to see you kids!" he starts then bends himself down lower, so to include Georgie into the hug, "You kids have grown, and it's only been a year?" he jokes, as he bends and picks Georgie up.
"Yeah, I've grown a lot!" Clara exclaims and Hopper ruffles her hair, "You sure have princess, and you look just as beautiful as your mother".
He then turns to Jaimy, he rubs his hair affectionately too, but the boy pulls away slightly giving the man a frown, "Heh, and look at you, just as tall and lanky as your father".
At this the group laughs as Mike rolls his eyes. El moves towards her oldest, "Yes, but he is quite the ladies man, right Jaimy?" she can't help but poke fun at the boy who turns bright red at his mother's words.
"Mom!" he all but squeaks, and Hopper laughs louder, "Turns red just like his father too", and this gets another laugh out of everyone.
Clara then moves and tugs at Hopper's coat, "Grandpa, did you bring back anything?" she asks with shining eyes.
The man gives her a look, "Well, of course I did", he then looks at our group, "Got something for all the kids, why don't we head aboard" he gestures still carrying a happy Georgie as everyone follows him back onto the ship.
El turns to Mike as she hooks her elbow through his, they give each other a warm look as they walk onto the ship. And, for everyone, it's like nothing has changed.
El, Mike, Dustin, Lucas and Will make their way to the center of the ship, as they cast their eyes up a long familiar post. They all give each other knowing looks, and without a word, El is the first to ditch her shoes, as she hooks her feet into the well known knots of the pole, as she begins to climb upwards.
"Hey, where are you guys going?" Joyce cries from below. Being closest to the top, El looks down to see the boys all following with brimming smiles etched on each of their faces, she calls over her shoulder, "Just checking out our old hang out spot, we won't be long!" she calls down as she makes her way into the foretop.
The boys follow her one by one, as they land in their hangout. It's evident that they all have grown quite a bit, and the space is extremely cramped. Especially when a flash of red hair makes her way up as well.
"Hey, just because I came later doesn't mean I'm not welcome here either" she jokes. And we all shake our heads, "Of course not, dear, we didn't want to leave you out" Dustin says as he hooks an arm around her.
"Especially since you guys forced me to get that damn tattoo" she gestures towards her hip, and El smiles wickedly for, she was the one that finally convinced her to get the tattoo before hers and Dustin's wedding.
She can't help but look about at her friends, who are marveling at their spot as a light breeze sweeps around them. El catches the glimmering gold hanging from each of their ears, a pact they made all those years ago.
Her mind then flashes back to that first year, and she can remember how each boy looked. All a lot smaller and ganglier, dirty from the streets. All of them scared out of their minds, but souls ready for adventures.
She smiles fondly at the memory, just as Mike nudges her, "What you thinking about?" he asks her, and she merely shakes her head. "Oh, just of those first days, that first year we were here together, it seems like it was yesterday, but also a lifetime ago" she sighs.
The others let out heavy breaths too. "Yeah, we were so little back then, now look at us, we're married, have kids, it's crazy!" Dustin exclaims, and the rest chuckle.
"Guys, come on, we're waiting!" a voice from below summons them, and they all sigh, moving to stand.
"We're coming!" Lucas cries down to below. But, not before turning back to all of us, sticking out his right hand, and holding open his palm, and there, a small scar lies.
A wind whips around them, their hair moving to its whim, as a silence settles between them. And, one by one, they each hold out their hands, matching scars healed across their palms, and then they join hands.
A feeling of nostalgia, of everything they had been through together moves through them as if an old memory came to life. Without another word, they let go of each others hands, sharing warm, gentle smiles. As Lucas makes the first move to step over the side, Dustin, Max and Will following.
El goes to follow as well, but a hand stops her. She turns and sees a smirk cross her husbands face. He quips an eyebrow at her, "You remember right? This is where you told me everything, where we shared our first kiss" he reminisces.
El softens, "How could I forget? I was so scared" she moves so that she is close to Mike's chest as he holds her close.
"And look at where we are now" he says looking down to their group of friends, their family, who are milling about.
She can see that Hopper is still holding onto Georgie as he shows him the helm, and has him grip the wheel, as Joyce stands off to the side, smiling softly. Jaimy and Grace are standing next to one another looking over the side of the ship, sharing a soft conversation. While Clara runs about the deck with the rest of the little ones old enough to play, their laughter ringing across the deck.
Their shipmates look about happily, proud written on each of their faces as they stand with their own small families, watching their children play.
A smile tugs at the corner of El's lips as she takes it all in, and then turns back to Mike, who's giving her that look that melted her heart that first day, all those years ago.
"I wouldn't have believed this is where we ended up" she admits. And Mike moves to nuzzle her gently, "Are you happy?" he asks.
The words sink into El, and she knows the answer with all her heart. She gazes into the eyes of the man who captured her heart, her everything, and she can feel him returning that same intensity.
She moves to wrap her arms around his neck, as he holds her tightly across her waist, pulling her closer, "I've never been happier" she whispers, bringing her face closer to his.
And just as he's a breath away he smiles before whispering back, "Me, too", and then, they close the gap between them, their lips coming together in their well known dance.
The love, the affection and everything in between is said within that kiss, as the two melt into the moment together. As if they were once again children, with all their little secrets, this moment is made just for them.
They pull apart with flush faces, and matching smirks, knowing their life together will only grow more perfect.
And, there you have it, it's finally complete! I think this is one of my better chapters in quite awhile, and I hope you all enjoyed it as well.
Finishing a story is always bittersweet, but I'm so happy that it's finally completed, and can change the status. There were times I wasn't sure where this story was going and struggled, but this was always there in the back of my mind, and drove me to completing it.
I truly can't thank all my amazing fans and reviewers throughout this story, you make it possible for writers to write, to fuel that desire to paint a picture using only words.
So, one last time, I truly hope to hear from anyone reading this fanfiction so to get feedback and I just love hearing from you all as well. And, what did you think of the kids and their names too?! Yes, I took Georgie from IT, and Clara I just had to use it because I loved it!
I highly suggest reading the Bloody Jack books as well!
Season 3 can't come soon enough, and now I've got some ideas for Watching Her Fall In Love!
Thank you all again!
