A/N: A short epilogue. I might make a sequel later, but I'm quite busy. Now, on with the chapter!
Two years later...
Simon Spierfeld woke up to his phone going off. His husband managed to stay asleep, his arm being wrapped around Simon. He picked up his phone, doing his best not to disturb Bram.
He had received a new email. He opened it.
Dear Jacques,
You can't get rid of me that easily. I'll be back.
Love, Blue(the real one)