…It's… over…? Duuuuuuude…

For the final time! I don't own Chrono Cross or any of its character. Nor do I own Chrono Trigger! I do own Ana, Bob, and the story! …And half of the relationships in this story (Haha). If I find out that stole something from this now finished story (other than the relationships of course) I will… Well, I'll do something! So HA!

Epilogue

          CLINK! CLINK! CLINK! A hammer crashed into a spike over and over again. The spike was being held against a large stone that looked vaguely like a tombstone.

          A gloved hand drove the hammer forward again, and then Serge stood up, admiring his work.

Marge

A great mother and friend.

She will not be forgotten.

A.D. 975-1022

          It may not have been the most profound words that he could have put on the small grave, but they didn't need to be. It explained Serge's feelings and that was all that was needed.

          Serge looked at the two graves for a long time. One was his mother's, and the other, his father's. They were placed side-by-side, showing that not even death could separate the two.

          Serge felt a hand be placed, gently, on his shoulder. Serge reached up and put his own hand over the first. "You miss them, don't you?" Kidd asked. Serge sighed, "Yeah, but…" Serge heard a tiny sound. So quiet that Serge barely even heard it.

          It was a voice. A familiar one at that. "I'm proud of you, son. I will always be proud." Serge looked at Wazuki's grave in confusion for a second and smiled. Just my mind playing tricks on me… I knew I shouldn't have let Glenn talk me into eating that Squid Pasta. He thought.

          "But what, Serge?" Serge smiled as the answer formed in his head. "But they will always be here… with me." Kidd smiled and wrapped her arms around Serge. "Just like me, mate. Just like me…"

          They stood there for many minutes, enjoying the blessed silence. "Come on, mate! We got a wedding to prepare for!" Kidd said with glee, breaking the silence. Serge smiled and turned around to face his fiancée. They embraced once more and then walked out of the small graveyard…

          The wedding wasn't that big, but in Kidd's eyes, it was beautiful. Flowers that could only come from the tropical village were everywhere. In the ground, on the chairs, even in Kidd's hair, which was let down.

Kidd was wearing a bright, white dress. In her hair was a light blue colored tiara that Melchior had insisted on putting there. She was the princess of Zeal, after all. She had even wiped off the white makeup that always seemed to be on her cheeks. There was but one thing that hadn't been changed. She still wore her brown boots. She had refused to change into the white slippers that Marle had picked out, claiming that they were too girlish to wear; Even at her own wedding. Luckily, her dress covered the boots fairly well.

Serge… well… Serge hadn't changed much. He had taken the red bandana off his head and gotten a haircut. His hair was currently combed back, although it looked like it could spring forward again at any time. He had changed his shorts in for longer, black pants. He had taken his battle-worn gloves off too. That was about it for the changes though.

Glenn was dressed in a dragoon dress uniform. Ana, who sat next to him, was dressed in clothes similar to Kidd's. She was dressed in that for a reason though. Kidd wasn't the only one having a wedding that night…

There was a feast after the double wedding, honoring the saviors of Arni. Most of the people of Arni had heard the story of how Serge and his friends managed to save the kidnapped villagers. That was all they heard though. They didn't know any details like who they had been saved from or how they were saved.

After the feast, Kidd practically tore the dress off, revealing her standard clothes, as they walked towards Opassa Beach. "Finally! I couldn't breathe in that piece of…" She trailed off as her eyes met Serge's. "Well… I guess it wasn't so bad… I mean… It was our wedding, after all." Serge smiled and embraced his new wife. The whole time he was thinking about how happy he was despite the hardships he had gone through in the last month or so. "Come on, let's go join the others." Serge said, indicating the bonfire that was going on at the beach at that very moment.

Twelve people sat and stood around the small fire. They were Serge, Kidd, Glenn, Ana (who had decided to take her wedding dress off too), Janus, Harle, Karsh, Leena, Crono, Marle, Lucca, and Melchior.

"So, Serge. How… how do you know that Lynx is truly gone? I mean, he could have just disappeared again." Glenn asked. It was the question had been eating away at everybody since the battle. Serge sighed, "I know he's gone. Trust me." I watched him die. I saw his body disintegrate into nothingness. Serge didn't say the last part though. Glenn accepted the answer, "Fair enough."

"So, Crono, Marle, Lucca. What are you going to do now? Are you going to stay here, in El Nido?" Crono smiled, "Actually… I am planning on rebuilding Guardia." Serge nearly swallowed a lung. "What?! Rebuild… Guardia? How are you going to do that?" Crono smiled slyly, "Right under Porre's nose. It'll take years to do, but Dario has already promised anything and everything that we need." Serge's shock still hadn't worn off, "But… if Porre finds out, it could start a war!" Crono sighed, "That why we have to do it in secret. We can't let them know about our plans until we are strong enough to demand independence. If it starts a war, so be it. Dario promised to help us, if it is needed."

It was a long time before anyone spoke again. When Serge did speak up again, it wasn't what anyone would have suspected. "So… Janus. Harle. Are there any… plans for you two in the future?" Janus' eyes widened for a second and then he snorted angrily. Harle turned away, trying to conceal a deep blush. Every started laughing at the fact that she couldn't conceal it, causing her blush to deepen even further…

The End…

In the words of Porky the Pig… "That's all, folks!" Oh… wait… I put that in my last chapter, didn't I? Oh well! Who cares? The thing that everybody cares about is the fact that the story is finished… I have to mourn over the fact that it is over… Give me a second… Ok! I'm done! Now… I, and the rest of you wonderful readers, can be happy that I actually did finish it, instead of abandoning it like so many other writers before me!

This is so cool! I got 101 reviews! YES! Of course, one was technically… a flame (everybody gasp and wag their fingers, condescendingly, at Janus)… But, it's still 101 reviews! Okay, let's go for 150! … Okay, maybe not, but I can wish, can't I? (BTW, Bao Blossom, congrats on being the 100th reviewer!)

Now for the last of the stupid questions… That's right! I still have questions!

Will Crono be able to rebuild Guardia?

Whatever happened to the leftover cloned Dragonians?

Do Harle and Janus have any plans for the future?

Find out next time on… okay, there may not be a next time. I still haven't decided whether I want to make a sequel. I mean, I loved writing this, and I'd love writing a sequel. But, when you are living in the Last Days, when Christ could come back at any moment, and when Christians should be evangelizing the planet, why? Well, if you see my name come up in the CC section again, you know what my decision was. If you don't, well… check the Harvest Moon, section. I do have a story that I'm writing on that subject. I haven't put it up on FF.Net yet, but now that Radical Dreamer is finished, I'll do it soon. Be warned though, it's original. It's risky. It's downright daring. A lot of people will think it was stupid of me to take such a risk. A risk where I can bet everything that I'll get more flames than good reviews. I am writing the first ever, Christian Harvest Moon story! I told it was original, risky, daring, but I tell you one thing; it is not stupid. It's a leap of faith like I've never taken before, and whoo! I'm gonna love it!

Anyway, if you choose to read my next story, do so. If not, well… that's your choice.

--Ben