Chapter 23: Epilogue
Rory POV
It's been 40 years since Tristan and I first got together and almost as long that we've been married. I've been in remission from my cancer for over ten years now and it's been 25 years since Tris and I were blessed with the birth of our daughter. Isabella Lorelai DuGrey. We've definitely had our good moments but we've also had some bad moments as well. We'd lost both my parents. Dad had died in a motorcycle accident after him and mom had gotten into an argument. We lost my mom a few months later. She had been lying to all of us for years. She'd had cancer as well. The only difference was that hers had progressed further than mine had.
Today is Isabella's wedding. I've been emotional since I got up this morning. Tris thinks that it's because Isabella is our oldest and that she's the first to move out of the house. But I think that it's because of all the people that won't get to see her get married. I think that the thing that makes me most happy about today is the fact that everything today has been Isabella's choice. She hasn't had to go through some of the things that Tris and I went through. And that makes me happy. Don't get me wrong…I think that Tris and I got lucky. We were already together when we found out about everything…some of our friends weren't so lucky.
I spent the morning helping Isabella get ready and then I had to make sure that every thing was in order for the ceremony and the reception. Once I was sure that everything was ready to go, I headed up to our bedroom to see if Tris was getting ready. When I walked in, he was sitting in my favorite chair holding his tie. "What's wrong?" I asked my husband.
He looked up at me and he had tears in his eyes. "I'm not ready for this." He said.
I walked over to him and he leaned back in the chair so I sat on his lap. I wrapped one arm around his shoulders and I used my free hand to stroke the back of his head. "I know baby but she's an adult now. She has to live her own life. And just think you still have the twins." I said.
He looked up at me and smiled. "Your right I do have the twins. Can I forbid them from dating until their 30?" He asked me.
"Sure babe, considering that their only 10." I said.
"You're the best." He said, leaning up and kissing me.
After the reception, I stood off to the side and watched my daughter talk to all of her guests and dance with her husband. "You did good." I heard from beside me.
"We did good." I said, looking over at Tris.
He wrapped an arm around my waist. "I love you."
"And I you."
A/N: Not exactly how I wanted to end this story but my heart just wasn't in it anymore. Thanks to everyone who stuck with me.