A/N: All right, this is the last chapter.

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Peace, love, fruit and Jesse!

In the End

Shannon took one look at the five of us and ran out the door. Good riddance.

I looked at myself, "listen, just…it's not his fault. So, just…forgive him okay?"

She nodded and I could tell it was sinking in.

"This…this is what you came back to watch?"

"Yah."

I looked around. The young Jesse looked the most confused. I nodded to the older Jesse and steered the young me into our old bedroom.

"Listen, just…I know it's hard to understand, but forgive him. I think…it'll work out best. Otherwise you're going to be miserable for the next three years and it's going to suck. Well, not suck, but it'll be kind of crappy. He's our one and only, you know?"

I'm not sure I made any sense, but apparently to me it made sense because Suze Jr. just smiled and was like, "okay."

"But…you know, the whole New York thing wasn't so bad after all. In fact, I like my job a lot. You can get that job…you'll know what I mean. And…Paul really is a good guy; he put all this stuff together in the first place."

Suze Jr. looked a little skeptical, but I think she believed me.

Which meant…I just had to talk to Jesse.

The thing I was dreading and looking forward too. Mostly dreading.

I ran into the living room and saw both Jesse and young Jesse. It was kind of overwhelming. I couldn't figure out which one was more gorgeous.

Which was okay, because they were one and the same.

I walked up to Jesse. Jesse Jr. got the hint and made himself scarce.

But how could he forgive me? After all of that…everything—

And I didn't even get to finish that thought because Jesse took three big steps and kissed me.

It was, needless to say, good to be kissed by him again after such a long time. It made my heart beat faster and fireworks go off behind my closed eyelids.

Yah, it was nice.

He pulled away, and I said, "can we…start over?"

He smiled at me, and I felt my heart do that familiar floppy thing.

"What if, Querida, we just…continued?"

And you know what? That's not such a bad idea either. Only Paul walked in, so it kind of ruined the moment.

"Al right. The other you's are talking, I think it's all going to be good. But I have to warn you, the future could be altered when we get back. I'm not even sure we'll be in the same house. And you know, stuff could change."

"Yah," I said, "but whatever it is, it's a good change."

Paul rolled his eyes.

And then the old woman appeared.

She smiled at us and once again I noticed how familiar she looked. It was spooky.

She turned her emerald eyes onto us and said, "Do you have it all figured out?"

"Yah," I smiled up at Jesse, "we do."

"Good."

And then we were back.

What I noticed first off was that I was in my room. There was still another suitcase in there too, but it wasn't Paul's…

"Querida."

The one word sent my heart into flip flops.

Jesse was behind me, oh, so it was his stuff…

Hmm…

"What's been changed, do you know?"

"I don't know any more than you do Susannah."

Right. Why would he be any more important on the time travel grapevine than me? Supposedly, he's just a mediator…okay, SHUT UP BRAIN.

I walked out of my room and into the hallway, down the stairs and was in the living room.

Paul was sitting on the couch.

"Hey, you're still here too!"

"Duh Suze."

I sent him a dirty look and he ignored me.

Then Sarah walked in and Paul turned into Paul-goo.

It was still creeping me out, actually. I'd never seen Paul any way except for calm and in control.

"Hey, have you seen Jake or Aria?"

So Sleepy was still getting married…and Aria was still the bridesmaid. What was different. I reached up a hand to scratch my nose and just about fainted.

There was a ring on my right hand.

It was an engagement ring.

"I got to go…" I turned and ran back up the stairs and flung myself into a very confused Jesse's arms.

"As glad as I am to see you Querida, what's up?"

I flashed my ring in front of his face.

"It's pretty fancy too, I wonder if you still have that awesome car…" I started to say but he cut me off.

"Are, are we…," he stopped, looking shocked. But not in a bad way.

I kissed him gently.

"Yah. I think so."

When I finally managed to tug a very shocked Jesse downstairs (and had learned a few other things, like I was still and FBI agent) Sarah and Paul were sitting on the couch together, smiling.

"Hey," I sent Paul a questioning look…but he never saw it. He was busy staring at Sarah. Somehow, I think that's going to be a good match.

The next day or so went by in a blur. Everything was chaotic, and finally, the wedding day was there.

I have to say, it was a good wedding. And the happy couple are now on their honeymoon in Hawaii.

Turns out, Aria surfs too. A match made in heaven.

So their married and Paul and I are sitting in the living room, trying to find a good t.v. show.

Yes, we are still at my mom's house. I kind of missed her okay? Even though in this new life, I'd seen her more often, I didn't know that. It was all very confusing. But worth it. I looked at the ring on my hand again and smiled.

"So, Paul," I caught his attention, "who was that old lady?"

"I wouldn't be calling her old Suze; it'll only make you feel older."

Which was, very confusing.

I made this clear to him.

He sighed and said in an amused voice, "you really don't know? I suppose you wouldn't, but still, I would think…" he paused and gave me another of those looking looks.

"Paul…just tell me."

"She's your daughter."

A/N: Thanks again to everyone who reviewed! I hope you liked my story, and I hoped it made sense. I know parts were confusing, but I'm working on it. :)