Epilogue

"Willy! Slow down!" Juliet called.

"Aw, mom, come on! We're almost there anyway!" Willy protested.

"I just don't want you to get squashed by a wagon!"

Willy stopped and turned to his mother. "Please?" he did a puppy-pout. Juliet smiled and relented.

"All right… but BE CAREFUL!"

A few minutes later Willy had run across the town and into the blacksmith's shop, throwing the door open and running inside.

"Daddy!" he yelled, running towards Will. Will grinned, putting down his tools and bending down, throwing his arms out. He picked Willy up and spun him around, holding him high over his head. They both laughed.

Juliet entered the shop just then, and a smile spread across her face as she saw Willy throw his arms out and yell, "Wheeee! Look, mom! I'm flying!"

Will looked over at Juliet and smiled, then started running around the room, dipping Willy down towards the ground and then pulling him back up again just as he was about to fly into the dirt covered ground of the shop.

Will set Willy on the ground and walked over to Juliet. "What are you two—I mean three—" he corrected himself, eyeing her slightly protruding abdomen. "doing here?"

She grinned. "Well, we missed you, of course! And Willy here decided we should have a—"

"Picnic!" piped up Willy. The couple smiled and Juliet showed him the basket slung over her arm.

"Hold on then, let me close up first," said Will, going to the back of the shop and putting out the fire, then stepping out where his family was waiting and locked it up. "Let's go," he put an arm around Juliet and Willy ran along in front of them.

"So how was your day?" asked Juliet.

"Same as usual, hammering away, delivering orders, thinking of you…"

She smiled.

"How is this little one?" he put a hand on her belly.

"Doing fine, thanks! And so am I!"

"Good, and I'm guessing Willy's had a good day too?"

"What do you think? But I swear, he's got more energy than I'll ever have, especially in the state I'm in now!"

Will laughed as they approached the lawn of their new house, or Juliet's inheritance, which they had moved into after they had gotten married. Will's old loft was cozy, but it just didn't have room for a child, and now another one. Willy was rolling in the grass waiting for them.

"Could you guys be any slower?" he asked.

They looked at each other and smiled. Will helped Juliet lay out the blanket and food. They talked, laughed, and Will and Willy got into a minor food fight with the chicken wings (inspired by my friend Lisa, who because of 3 chicken wings, ran into a door, and then a lamp post! LOL!)

After the meal was done, Willy tore off his shirt, shoes and socks, and raced Will into the shallows of the water, who did the same and was not far behind. A great splashing fight ensued and Juliet sat calmly against a tree and watched, admiring her rambunctious son and now husband too.

Willy was the spitting image of Will, from the roots of his hair to the shape of his chin. Will was a great father. His never ending love for his child was always showing, perhaps because he came so close to loosing him.

"TIE-BREAKER!" Willy yelled after about ten minutes, and without even waiting to dry off they hopped out of the water and grabbed two sticks and began a round of sword play. Sticks were all Willy would use for now until he was older, except in lessons Will gave him. Juliet watched amazed at Willy's skill for his age, a mere seven years old.

"Don't worry, mom! I'll save you from the evil dragon!" Willy called.

Juliet caught Will's eye and caught him grin, then wink. "Oooh, this lady looks tender and juicy, forget roasting, I'll gobble her up in one bite!"

"Think again! You're not going to get past me, scum!" Willy yelled as he leapt forward armed with his "deadly" stick. The fighting continued, then Willy thrust his sword at Will's stomach. "Toupee!" he yelled.

Will had to hide a laugh as he did his dramatic "death". "Oooh, you got me…" he moaned, stumbling backward, then forward, then to the side, clutching the stick at his stomach. He finally fell on his back, his eyes shut. He opened them quickly, then shot his arms up, then laid still, his tongue lolling out.

Juliet clapped as Willy ran over to her. "Bravo, my brave little warrior! You slayed the evil dragon! By the way," she whispered to him as Will started to get up, "It's touché, not toupee…"

"Oops," Willy grinned.

By now, the sun was nearly gone and Willy was yawning every few minutes. "Daddy," he asked quietly, his eyes drooping in that adorable way that Juliet loved so much, "can you tell me a story?"

Will smiled. "What would you like to hear?"

"Anything," he laid his head down in Will's lap. Will looked at Juliet and smiled softly, a twinkle in his eye.

"Well, once upon a time, there was a beautiful princess named Juliet. She was in a great danger from an evil ruler named Barbossa, who loved to sail the seven seas and raid, pillage, plunder, loot, and kill. Well, one day, Juliet met a peasant, William. The two of them fell in love, but one day, the princess got kidnapped and William and his best friend had to set out on a dangerous journey to save her…

"And so, with the evil pirate Barbossa gone, William and Princess Juliet married and moved into a castle, where they lived happily ever after," Will finished after a few minutes. He looked down at Willy, who was asleep. He kissed his forehead, then set him on the ground and tucked a blanket around him. "Good night, son," he whispered.

"Sleep tight," Juliet said. Will sat down next to her and put his head on her shoulder. "You know, you're a great story teller," Juliet whispered.

"Thank you, my princess," Will said, grinning. "And they lived happily ever after… with their five children."

"Five?" Juliet said. Will chuckled. "We're only at two!"

"What's that?" Will asked, taking his head off her shoulder and standing up. "You've got a problem with me wanting a big family?" With that, he scooped her up in his arms and carried her off to their private dock.

"What are you doing?" she asked.

"Well, you're still dry," said Will once they had reached the end of the dock. With that last remark, he jumped off with Juliet in his arms. The shock of the water was more than usual in the night. She flinched. It was freezing!

She surfaced, Will still holding her and she gasped. "It's cold!" she exclaimed. Will laughed. She wriggled free out of his grasp and dove under, Will right behind her. She tried to swim away, but he grabbed her and pulled her up, both of them laughing. Juliet sighed. Will grabbed her hand and pulled her into the shallows. He sat down and spread his legs apart and Juliet sat between them, leaning against him. They sat in silence for a while that way, just looking up at the stars.

"We should probably go inside," Will said after about a half hour. "Willy's still out here…"

Juliet nodded her agreement and Will helped her up. Playfully she splashed him, giggling. Will grinned and splashed her back, but much harder. She squealed and made a run for the shore but Will grabbed her hand, pulled her around and kissed her full on the lips. She made a noise of surprise and threw her arms around him for support. It was amazing how after all these years he could still make her melt in his arms.

Hand in hand, they walked back up to where Willy was lying, and Will let go of his wife and gently picked his son up and carried him into the house, Juliet following at his side, simply admiring the scene. Once they had put Willy to bed, the pair of them changed into dry night clothes and climbed into bed. Will sighed, facing Juliet and drawing little shapes on her face. She closed her eyes, sighing contentedly and tiredly. Just then, she felt something stir inside of her. Her eyes flew open and she grabbed Will's hand and moved it to her stomach.

"It's moving!" he exclaimed, with pride and love in his voice. Juliet smiled. He looked at her. "Did I tell you today how much I love you?"

"Six times, Will. But don't worry, I never tire of it."

He grinned back. "Do you know how much you mean to me? You've given me everything I ever dreamed of. And you know what? I'll never stop loving you. I'd never be able to."

She sighed, putting her forehead against his. "Without you, I'd be nowhere, Will. Without you, I'd be dead."

He kissed her, and moments later they were asleep. Juliet smiled in her sleep. Life was good.

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And its done! But…

AAAAAAWWWWW!!! Gotta love fluff… and that hunky blacksmith! Okay, now time to get to my other stories! Sheesh, I'm hopeless at updating… and THIS HAS GOT TO BE THE WORST CASE OF WRITERS BLOCK I'VE EVER HAD IN MY ENTIRE LIFE!!! AH! Well, cookies to all who reviewed! I LUV U GUYS!!!

Toodaloo!.