Chapter 12: Simon's Epilogue!

Simon finishes the journal. He puts the last page down on his desk. He just couldn't put it down even after Rob left for his home just after Midnight. Simon did spend dinner time with his family, but went straight into his office room to continue reading the story.

The smart Chipmunk removes his glasses to wipe a tear from his eye. He takes in a deep breath and understands more about the human female he had admired. It seemed to make a lot of sense to him, especially when he remembered that conversation with her on the rocky shore.

'Did she really see my future as a father?' He pondered as he puts his glasses back on his face.

As Simon takes the printed journal and puts it safely inside the black box for lock up he could hear his kids coming out of their room. The pitter-patter of six little feet started running towards the living room. Simon looked up at the calendar and realized it was Saturday again.

'Morning already?' He thought.

A smile crept up in the corner of his mouth as he could hear them fighting over the remote. This seemed to be a weekly routine for them.

"Oh know you don't, Vince, it's my turn to be in charge of the remote." Tom's little voice squeaked.

"No way! It's my turn. Remember yours was last week." Vincent's voice bellowed.

"You're both wrong. It's my turn." Little Mary-Anne's voice angelic voice crowed.

"Arrg! Get off of me!" Vincent cried out.

"DAAAAAD!" All three of them screamed at once.

Simon couldn't help but to let a small laugh escape from his mouth. Either it was the lack of sleep, or the argument he was hearing from his children reminded him of when he was growing up with his brothers. What ever it was he knew that he would not have all of this today without Mary's sacrifice.

He sat for a moment to think about his life for a moment. It had accrued to him, while he was reading the journal that the older teens he hung out with had an original plan. Perhaps this plan could have involved him and the other Chipmunk into a possible more dangerous situation.

As he pondered on what that could be a familiar voice started calling out in the other room.

"Kids! Stop this fighting! Where is your father?" Jeanette's soft voice sounded both tired and annoyed at the same time.

Finally Simon decided to get up. He headed towards the door and before opening it he turns to see all the family pictures on his desk. When he spots the picture of him with his four friends; a smile takes place in the corner of his mouth. Simon is honored to know that they will always be with him, no matter what. He then narrows his gaze on the little golden angel pin that is placed in front of the picture. Again, he smiles warmly. That pin had so much sentimental value to Mary-Anne.

It just seemed way too convenient that he would spot the pin by the tome stones of Tom and Renee's. Not only that, but he could have sworn that someone was in the bush nearby, watching him.

Perhaps it could have been his imagination. He did have a lot on his mind, especially with memories flooding his thoughts. The possibility of him hoping so badly that his friends were still alive could have given him the illusion that they were standing by him. Not that it bothered, or even frighten him. It was more like a relief.

With a broader smile, Simon again looks up at the pin.

"Thank you, Mary." He whispers. Then he turns to open the door to become a referee to his kids and husband to his wife.

THE END!

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AUTHOR'S NOTE:

Hope you've enjoyed this short addition to the saga. I'd appreciate your reviews on any thoughts or comments about this story. The next story should be ready soon. Keep an eye out for "One Last Chance".

Take Care, and happy reading.

Raven Child.