(Very Short) Epilogue

The sun glided through the cracks of the blinds, settling over the room in patches of light.  The birds greeted the dawn, chirping and squawking their good mornings.  Marguerite groaned under her breath and stretched out the kinks that had developed over night.  She flopped her right hand over the side of the bed and her other across the bed.  She jolted as her left arm hit something harder than the mattress: Roxton.

In a rush, the previous night swept over her and a small smiled crept over her mouth.  They had cuddled into the ungodly hours of the night, discussing their future.  Things weren't perfect in their lives, but last night had proven to them that there were things worth fighting for.

Marguerite rolled onto her stomach, half-on him and half-off him with her right leg sprawled over his torso.  She allowed a well-manicured finger to glide down his nose and trace the outline of his desirable lips.  She snickered when he attempted to blow the offending finger away.  Amused, she let her finger travel delicately along his jaw line.

"What do you want from me," he demanded, his eyes still closed.

"I just thought you'd like to feel it."

"Feel what?  All I want to experience at the moment is something wonderful called sleep.  You used to understand what that meant very well."

Marguerite grabbed his nearest hand and yanked it down between their pressed bodies.  "Can you feel it?"

Roxton grumbled, cracking open his lids and squinting against the morning light.  The bright rays were reflecting off the crystals and mirror, blinding the occupants on the bed.  He shifted slightly to be able to look blurry-eyed at his wife.  "No.  I don't feel a thing.  Can I go back to…Whoa!"

Marguerite beamed.  "See, she's quite the kicker."

"She?  Who said it was a she?"

"John," she scolded, "you said you'd like to have a little girl."

Roxton nodded limply.  "Sure.  I don't care as long the baby is healthy."

Marguerite grinned.  It was still awe-inspiring that only six months ago they had begun to heal while reconnecting on the plateau.  After finally making love after a five-month absence, Marguerite found herself pregnant.  At first they were torn over the baby, not wanting to replace Adam.  Yet, it wasn't long after they first felt the baby moving inside her that they had come to realize that no one would ever replace Adam in their hearts, but a new baby could help them replace the pain with newfound love.

NOTE:  Not quite the ending you were all expecting, eh?  Yeah, a bit short, sappy, and rushed.  Live with it!!  /smiles/

End Story

LoveMR:  What are you thanking me for?  I should be thanking you for all the wonderful reviews you've sent!

TheChosenOne3:  I'll try not to forget it.  Lol.  No, honestly, I could never forget.  I hope you continue to like my stories.  Thank you for all the reviews.

Keys3303:  Sorry that you didn't get to read a chapter on her regaining her memory.

Wishes:  I hope you liked it, but if you didn't I understand.  This epilogue was rushed.

SierraSunshine:  I can't help but smile at all your reviews.

Zeus Fluff:  You're so sweet.  Thank you very much.

Fab:  Ah!  Don't hate me for this ending!  I'll do better next time.