Title: Frames of Reference: Epilogue

Author: Stormhawk

Rating: PG

Notes: First epilogue that I've ever written. Yeah, I know it's short and mainly dialogue but I wanted to write this.

Word Count: 670

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"Well, what do you want to do?" He asked.

"I actually have no idea." She admitted, she had just called out to him because she hadn't wanted him to leave.

"Want to back to the mansion and watch a movie?"

"Sounds like a great idea." Anyway, it was – probably what she would have thought of if she hadn't been trying to figure out if she was in love with him.

"Want to walk or catch a cab?"

"I have something else in mind." Why bother doing it the usual way when you were an agent?

He raised an eyebrow. "Oh?"

"Hold on."

"To what exactly?" Stef smirked and shifted them both back to the mansion. Now that he was plugged back in she could shift him. Looking around his new surrounds, "that was cool."

"It's called shifting. Just another trick."

"Damn, what else can you do?"

Shrugging, "you'll find out." Walking into the living room, they found that Cray had taken over the TV and was demolishing what was left of the popcorn. He frowned when he saw Darth.

"You came back." He hadn't expected the programmer so soon, they were still friends, Cray was just at a difficult age where he loved to argue with everyone.

"Outski or I'll punch you again." Cray gulped and went up toward his room. Stevie was coming down the stairs at the same time.

"Is there any food here? I haven't checked yet." She'd been too busy lying on her soft bed and talking to her dad. It was so perfect to be home again, away from the cold dark real world. She was where she belonged, back to her normal life.

"Nah, we have to go shopping."

"Damn it."

"You could always ask that agent to pull something out of thin air – her popcorn isn't bad."

"But Stef went back when my dad left."

"No, she's downstairs with Darth."

"Thanks Cray," she said with a smile, he was the same age as her. That was good. Walking down the stairs she found the other two in a discussion on what to watch.

"Hey Stef."

"Hey Stevie," she said giving the human girl a hug. She was the closest thing she'd ever had to a sister. "Did I tell you I'm glad you're home?"

"Only about a hundred times. Can I ask you a favor?"

"You may."

"Happy meal, please? Two actually, I think Cray could use one."

"No problem kid," she thought for a second and two happy meals appeared.

"Isn't this breaking some sort of trademark/copyright rule?" Darth asked with a grin.

"Shh…just don't tell them."

"Deal. If you get some more popcorn."

"You guys going to watch a movie?"

"Yeah Stevie, want to join us?" She wanted to spend time with Darth but she was not going to abandon Stevie. Darth was Darth but Stevie was her family, well not really but close enough.

"Yeah! Do you know the real world doesn't have TV?" It had been high on her list of what she'd missed.

"I know. Take Cray's lunch up to him and then come back down." Stevie nodded and walked back up the stairs.

"Well Stef, what do you want to watch?" Darth asked as he settled down on the lounge.

"You're the one who's been without TV for years, what do you want to watch?"

"You'll probably think it's stupid but…Back to the Future Part Three."

"That's not stupid."

"Ok then." She's perfect – she's known me for less than two weeks and she understands me. Damn it that she could never feel the same way about me. Sitting at one of the lounge, he watched her as she required a copy of the video and pushed it into the VCR. Sitting down at the other end of the lounge, they waited for Stevie.

The teenage girl returned a second later. Smiling as she dug into her French fries she nodded. Controlling the remote, Darth pressed play.

Stef sighed happily. Life could be very good sometimes.

The end.

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Next fic – an Agent Brown Piece, promise