April 22,
2255
Starbase One Auditorium
200 Miles above Florida
After Admiral Tucker made his final comments and dismissed the audience, people started to get up and collect their belongings. Archer remained, and gazed out the window at the brand new starship.
"She really is a beauty, T'Pol. I really do envy Captain April. That's going to be one heck of an adventure."
T'Pol joined Archer in looking through the panes of glass behind the podium. She put her hand on Archer's shoulder and sighed.
"It will be. But you have a very impressive history yourself. I thought that time on Risa would be the last the seven of us would be together. Who could have guessed what the following decades had in store for all of us."
Archer laughed and nodded his head. "Isn't that the truth. It certainly leaves lots and lots of stories to tell great grandchildren."
"That sounds like a very agreeable thing to do. They should be back home by now. Why don't we do that?"
Archer looked into the eyes of his wife. He was so proud of his family that words almost escaped him when thinking about it.
"That sounds like a wonderful idea. Let's go do that."
Archer and T'Pol, the last two left in the auditorium, turned to leave their seats. Archer grabbed T'Pol's hand and gently squeezed it as if he never wanted to let go. The two of them walked up the stairs towards the back of the assembly hall, walked through the doors, and headed home to their family.