AN: This is the epilogue, which I wrote (not Kara) and I just want to let y'all know (whoever's reading this, there seems to be no one reading this) that the prequel is up, it's called "Jacob's Story" and it tells about how he got his powers and stuff. Okay now r & r!

Meant to Be Together

Epilogue: Andrea (aka Angel)

I smooth down my dark brown wavy hair, check to see if my green eyes aren't bloodshot from the long flight, and take a deep breath before I ring the doorbell. My little sister Rachel answers it. "Angel! You're back!" she greets me, hugging me. "Mom, Dad, Angel's back!

I walk into my childhood home and look around, marveling over how it hasn't changed at all. Then I hear a familiar voice say, "There's my Angel!" My father comes down the stairs.

"Daddy!" I rush to hug him. "I missed you!"

"Oh, so did we," he tells me, referring to himself and my mother. "Your mom's upstairs. Let's go surprise her." So we tiptoe up the stairs, and there, I see my beautiful mother, humming to herself as she stitches up an outfit for Rachel. "Mom," I say softly. "It's me."

My mother turns around. "Angel! You're back!" She hugs me and I say, "Mom, I missed you. I mean, I was having so much fun as a singer, but I needed to come home."

"Yes, you did," my dad teases. "You were really starting to hit it big, you know that? Obsessed guys are starting to come to our house and pick the grass," he tells me. "That's why we have the fence up."

"Really?" I ask. "Am I really that popular?"

"See for yourself," my mother tells me. She leans over and turns on the radio, and I hear my remake of LeAnn Rimes' "I Need You."

"We told you," Rachel says, entering the room. "Angel, I missed you too. I don't have a big sister to talk to anymore."

"Oh, Rach, I'm sorry. But I will be here for at least a month, okay? So you have me all to yourself."

"Okay, Angel!" She darts out as quickly as she pranced in. "Mom, how's Rachel and her dancing lessons?" I ask.

"Oh, she's getting better and better."

"She reminds me so much of you," my dad fondly says to my mom. "I remember when you used to dance all the time."

"Yeah, so do I... and then Angel came along."

I smile. "How was I when I was little?"

"Oh, you were absolutely adorable," my mother tells me. "You were never fussy, always a quiet baby. Here, look." She pulls out an old-looking but sturdy photo album and opens it. The first picture I see is of a blond girl, about my age now, and a little baby. "That's you and your aunt Charity," my dad says. "My two Angels."

I turn a few more pages and then see my father and mother, all dressed up. "Mom, Dad, was this your wedding day?" I ask them.

My mother looks over my shoulder. "Yes, it is," she replies, looking lovingly at my father.

"Tell me about it," I prompt them. "I want to know what it was like."

::Flashback: Jacob::

          "Ladies and gentlemen, I now present to you, for the first time, Mr. and Mrs. Jacob Standish. You may now kiss the bride," Father Noah (my cousin) instructs me. And I do. I lean down and seal my marriage to Paloma. I hear applause, and as Poe and I walk down the aisle, now husband and wife, I smile at everyone: Poe's bridesmaids, Theresa, Charity, Sheridan, and her maid of honor, Jessica; the groomsmen, Luis, Reese, Ethan, and my best man, Miguel; the flower girls, Katie, Skylar and Emily, and our ringbearer, Tyler;  my mother and father, Poe's mother and father, Poe's brother Antonio, who came for the wedding; Tabitha, and her great-grandson Timmy; Whitney, the pro tennis player, and Simone, the up and coming singer; Kay, who is in college, majoring as a lawyer, and Noah, the priest celebrating mine and Poe's marriage, and all the residents of Harmony.

~*~
(at the reception ~*~ Seascape Restaurant)

"Okay, everyone," Chad Harris, our DJ for the night (he had taken a break out of his busy schedule to DJ for our reception), announced, "it's time for the first dance!" Poe and I smile at each other and I lead her out onto the dance floor. "Poe, we finally made it," I whisper into her ear, before I take her into my arms and start to dance.

I don't need a lot of things

I can get by with nothing
With all the blessings life can bring
I've always needed something
and I've got all I want when it comes to loving you
You're my only reason
You're my only truth

I need you like water, like breath, like rain
I need you like mercy from heaven's gate
There's a freedom in your arms that carries me through
I need you

::Reality::

You're the hope that moves me
to courage again, oh yeah, yeah
You're the love that rescues me
when the cold winter ends
And it's so amazing,
'cause that's just how you are
and I can't turn back now
'cause you've brought me too far

I need you like water, like breath, like rain
I need you like mercy from heaven's gate
There's a freedom in your arms that carries me through
I need you

         As I'm singing at my parent's 20th wedding anniversary, I watch as my parents re-create their wedding dance. But this time, I'm the one singing for them.

Oh, yes I do
I need you like water, like breath, like rain
I need you like mercy from heaven's gate
There's a freedom in your arms and it carries me through
I need you

"Okay, okay, I want to make a toast," my aunt Charity says, levitating up to the stage next to me. "First of all, I just want to tell everyone how happy I am that my niece and namesake Angel is back home. We missed you, sweetheart," she tells me.

"Thanks, Aunt Angel," I reply, smiling.

"Now, I want to make a toast to my little brother and my sister-in-law. Jacob, Paloma, you know we all love you guys. I'm so proud of the both of you, and your two beautiful daughters, and I just want to wish you a happy 20th anniversary, a happy Valentine's Day, and a happy 21st birthday to Angel."

Everyone cheers, and then my father and mother come up. "We're so happy you could be here for this, Angel. We love you." They both give me a hug, and then Rachel comes up and joins us. And I know that even if I become a world-famous singer, my home is here with my family.