Okay, there should be no excuse for why it took this long to write this incredibly short chapter, but… a lot of things have been happening. I've had everything from family obligations, long days at work, and have even been in the process of going back to university for my advanced degree. Plus also having a TERRIBLE head cold for the past week have also made me totally not myself. But, either way, here is the short epilogue to this amazing journey of a series that I have taken with you all for these past 2 years. It's not long, but I hope you enjoy this little wrap up either way. :)

(Heather's POV)

Well… was I surprised I couldn't go one damn family gathering without having a total 'shit show' happening?

Truth… not really in hindsight at this point in my life.

I flew all the way here in not my 'accommodations' in a stupid-ass disguise to keep a low profile just to go to a wedding in a courthouse, which… Look, if it was me, I don't really care about attracting attention.

But, I was trying to keep the paparazzi off us as much as possible to not turn Natalie's wedding into a public shit circus AND to keep that insufferable hoebag I call a sister and her skeezy douchebag that I call a brother-in-law from showing up and ruining things.

What? Natalie didn't want them there and I didn't either for many different reasons.

Ha! Well, that was a nice try since they still found a way to show up anyway. Ugh… because of course they ALWAYS have to!

And after she had the fucking nerve to called my son a 'little shit'?

Oh, I was so close to going off on her to the point of strangling her again… and I haven't felt like that since I was in my twenties.

Because who the hell does she think she is to ruin my day and talk to my son like that?!… Well, and ruin Natalie's day too but that's besides the point.

I was trying to wash off everything about this stupid day in the sink at the pent house condo we rented for the week here in Ottawa.

Alejandro and I were still trying to keep a 'low profile' so we decided to skip out on Natalie's 'block party reception' in her now husband's neighborhood.

I was going to ask Diego to come back too, but… Ugh, he is so insufferably persuasive because of course that was something he had to get from Alejandro to an absolute 'T'.

But again, truth… I saw no reason why he couldn't?

Even with him swearing he'd wear his hat and sunglasses the whole time to stay a bit more 'underwraps', he's 18 and he hardly ever goes anywhere without intense amounts of security being all over us back at home so… what the hell?

He should be able to go out and at least Claire was still with him. Plus it didn't seem like anyone really knows who Diego is over here by just seeing him on the street like they do in Spain anyway.

So again… why the hell not?

I turned off the water and dried off my face with the towel next to the sink.

I was about to go change into my nightgown until I heard what sounded like a soft playing big band ensemble in the living area outside the bathroom.

It didn't take long for me to recognize it since it was a song I remembered from my own wedding, which Alejandro wanted to include since he said it was his parents first dance song at their wedding.

"Save the Last Dance for Me"

I already had an inkling as I turned around and my assumption was proven right as I saw Alejandro smirking in the doorway and holding out his hand for me before saying, offering me his hand, "Who said our son was the only one allowed to enjoy some dancing? Wouldn't you agree, mi amor?"

Ugh… he can still be so typical when it comes to this kind of thing.

At first I rolled my eyes before smirking back, deciding not to 'feed into it' and get teased, as I just took his hand and followed him into the sitting room.

We got into an open area of the room as we got in first position before getting in step and couldn't stop myself from smiling.

Hey, I said it's 'typical', but that doesn't mean I don't still secretly enjoy it.

Plus, if this is any 'indication' of where this could be leading from here… I can't help but admit I like it when he tries to 'work for it' with me.

A little over 28 years of marriage or not, if he wants me… then he has to show me.

I even kind of elaborated on it vaguely as I teased, "Kind of surprised you didn't go with 'our' first dance honestly."

He just smirked and shrugged at me as we kept going in step before responding, "Well, it was my parents' song at their wedding. After all, if it weren't for them, then none of this would have happened to lead to us. Not to mention… I'd say this song applies to 'us' and the occasion today just as well, wouldn't you agree?"

I scoffed and rolled my eyes before smirking, again deciding not to comment and continue to fuel his total overconfidence.

Look, I may love him… but that doesn't mean I still don't think my husband has an ego you can see from space to an extent and I've been with him way too long to know that.

I just rolled my eyes again in response and made him laugh as we continued to go in step around the open floor area in the living space.

Honestly, and even though we were dancing here in this rented penthouse… It was honestly kind of nice.

Just us alone, dancing without any interruptions. No crazy-ass itinerary, no parental responsibility… I just felt at ease.

Because despite everything in the past respectively between both of us, I couldn't help but think about how… 'happy' I am with how my life turned out.

Sure earlier on at the courthouse showed me that my life will probably always be a shit show in some way, but I just never thought I'd be happy past getting my talk show like I always wanted.

Just me, fame, awards, praise, money, property… What else could I have wanted beyond that honestly?

But falling in love and being married to Alejandro and becoming a mother to Diego along with realizing how I feel about him too?

Yeah, even 'I' have to admit that I've changed there at least.

Then again, who the hell says I can't have it all?

I'm almost 51 and I have achieved more than most people could achieve in several lifetimes. I'm married to the still current Spanish Prime Minister, mother of a gold medal Olympian and world renowned fencer, and I have my talk show that has continued to grow and expand in popularity since its inception when I was 27.

And I have continued to win at various award shows around the world every year since.

I remembered last year on my 50th birthday, one of my producers asked how long I intended on doing my show and if I had plans to ever retire or do something else and let my show end on a high note.

Well… after firing that moron for even asking that, my answer was simple.

I'm never stopping.

If I didn't walk off stage when I was in the early stages of labor with my son, then you are going to have to cart me off that stage when I am dead. As long as I am breathing, I will host my show and will continue to do so for a very long time.

And no one can take any of that away from me.

Not now… or ever.

Again, I know it wasn't long, but this started as an Aleheather fanfic and I wanted it to end as one. :) And mainly, what I really wanted to show here was the collective and respective growth of both Alejandro and Heather, and Heather specifically. She started this fanfic series in a lost, angry, and tough place and (while still herself) is in a MUCH better place now with knowing where she and Alejandro stand, having a healthy relationship with their son, and also having achieved and surpassed her dream of becoming a famous talk show host. Sure she's still a stubborn Queen Bee who wants things her way, but she has evolved and relaxed with time in her own way. She's learned to fight through that flaw of hers just like Alejandro learned to fight through his flaw of arrogance… even if he's still the charismatic egomaniac we all know and love. Haha. ;) Anyway, I just want to thank each and every one of you for the billionth time for taking time out of your live's to read this fanfic project of mine and you all have no idea how much it means to me. So again, thank you all so much from the bottom of my heart and I hope you enjoyed this ending on a little dancing between our favorite dastardly duo. As for your requests, I have written them down! But, I'm going to take a break from this fic for a bit and try to rekindle my spark writing for some other fics I want to work on too in the little free time I have. But, who knows? I may come back to this fic every now and then to add a fan request chapter. ;)

Bless you all and stay classy!

Dexter1995