Epilogue
Five years later, Roswell, New Mexico

"Catch me! Catch me!" said little 3-year-old Sarah Evans, as she ran around the backyard of her grandparents' home.

"Ooh! Here's my little angel!" said Max as he picked up his daughter.

The girl giggled and said, "Daddy put me down!" He smiled and obeyed, he could never refuse anything to her, she was such a miracle to him. After all, he and Liz had been separated for two decades. Yet there they were, married for four years, with a 3-year-old ball of energy. The girl kept on running, almost knocking over her four grandparents as they stood talking.

"Watch yourself, honey, you're gonna hurt yourself," said Nancy with a smile.

"No, no, gramma I won't, I promise!"


She kept on running, as she went past her mother, and aunts and uncles. Even though technically speaking, only Isabel was her aunt, and Alex her uncle through marriage, the others were just as much her aunts and uncles as them. Same went for Jack, now 14, Ricky, 13, Lisa, 12, and Anna, 9. She ran up to the four of them and Jack swept her up, quite strong for his age.

"Hey there Sarah, what's up?" he asked cheerfully.

"Nothing," she said, throwing back her head, her long brown hair flowing freely down her back.

"Hi!" she said, her head upside down.

"Hi, hi!" said Ricky, tickling her sides. She giggled and continued their little game.

"Hi, hi, hi!"

"Hey, Sarah, let me see those nails," Lisa asked, putting on a 'serious' voice.

"I didn't touch them!" she said, showing off her little red nails, which Lisa had painted for her, very hard as Sarah could hardly stand in place for two minutes.

"Boo!" said Anna as she kissed Sarah's forehead, upside down and all. She laughed again and began wiggling around, so Jack put her down. She nearly toppled over, but quickly found her balance.


Liz couldn't help grinning at the sight of her daughter, jumping all over the place. She loved her to pieces, and she knew that it wouldn't replace seeing Max grow up, but she sometimes found herself wondering, pretending Sarah was little Max. She hated herself for doing it, but she couldn't help it. She walked to her parents, her in-laws and her husband.

"So, when will she be here?" asked Jeff.

"I don't know. It's her first visit, she doesn't know the place. Hope she didn't get lost." As if someone had read her mind, the doorbell rang inside.

"I'll get it," said Isabel, Tess and Maria at the same time. They all laughed.

"Why don't we all go?" suggested Maria.

"Alright," said Tess. All three women rushed inside and Liz couldn't help feeling like they knew something she didn't.


She could hear loud voices, which she could identify as her friends. They sounded overjoyed, so she knew it was Max. She imagined Logan was with her as well, last she'd heard, they were dating. Minutes later, Isabel, Tess and Maria returned, with wide smiles on their faces. Logan came through the door next... walking.

"Oh my goodness!" said Liz as she went to him, "When did this happen?"

"Oh, a little while ago," he said with a grin.

"And you didn't tell me!" she said, playing furious with a grin.

"Yeah, well, there's a few things we didn't tell you," he said, taking her hand in his. She looked down, feeling something. He was wearing a wedding band.

"What... Logan!" she said, taking her new son-in-law into her arms. "Please, no more surprises," she said, a bit out of breath.

"Well, I think you're in for one more..." he said, as he turned to the door, grinning a bit. Liz looked up and she nearly fainted.


There stood her daughter in the door, positively radiant, smiling brightly, a hand resting on her belly, which had grown considerably in the last six months.

"Hey Mom," she said. Liz covered her mouth, feeling tears come down her cheeks as she went to hug her daughter.

"I thought you said you couldn't..."

"Well, it looks like we were wrong," said Max with a smile.

"You look like you're ready to burst!"

"Yeah, well, they're getting big so..."

"They? You mean..."

"One boy, one girl," she said happily. Liz was wide-eyed as she turned to Isabel, Tess and Maria.

"You three knew about this, didn't you?" The three acted innocent.


When she recovered from the shock, she noticed her parents looking to the girl. She took her daughter by the hand and took her to the four adults standing by her husband.

"Mom, dad, meet your first granddaughter... Max." Nancy had had time to get over the shock and took the girl into her arms. As she hugged her 'grandparents', she felt a tugging at her shirt. She looked down to see a little brown haired, brown-eyed girl.

"Who are you?" she asked the tall woman.

"My name's Max, what's your name?" she asked her.

"Sarah," said the girl, "My daddy's name is Max too."

"Yes, I know," she said with a smile.

"Sarah, honey," said Liz as she picked her up, "You don't know who this is, do you?" She shook her head. "This is your big sister," said Liz. Sarah looked to the woman again.

"Sister?" she asked. Liz nodded. Sarah had a look of wonder for a few seconds, and then extended her arms to her. Max picked her out of her mother's arms and took her close. "Hello big sister," said Sarah.

"Hello little sister," said Max, feeling tears come down her cheeks.


Liz watched her two daughters together and began to cry as well. She stepped up to them, and put her arms around the two.

"Welcome home," she whispered into her eldest daughter's ear.

"Thanks mom," she whispered back.

The end