A/N: Last chapter. O.o wow. :-P the first part's just… I don't know. A way to shut Joe up, finally.

Epilogue

Present:

"Good morning, Trish," Jesse said as he approached her desk. "How was your weekend?"

Trish smiled at him. "It was good. How was yours? And how's Suze doing?"

Jesse rolled his eyes. "She is just fine. Complaining that she's getting fat, but otherwise she's doing well." Checking his watch to make sure he still had time to chat before his next appointment, he asked, "Joe been by yet?"

Trish shook her head. "Not yet." It was her turn to roll her eyes this time. "I'm sure he'll come by as soon as he has a few minutes. It is Monday, after all."

Jesse smiled. "Of course." He tapped his fingers on her desk for a moment. "Trish, I have a favor to ask you…"

Joe was not ashamed of the way he ate.

At least, that's what he kept telling himself as he hid in his office during lunchtime, unwrapping his own personal heart-attack-waiting-to-happen—a double bacon cheeseburger and the largest size of onion rings he could get.

He wasn't hiding because he was afraid of Molly—the matronly nurse who had been hounding him lately about his diet. Even doctors had to have their guilty pleasures, didn't they?

As he was about to take a bite of his burger, he heard a knock on his office door. "Shit. One minute!" He yanked open the bottom drawer of his desk and shoved his lunch—greasy wrappers and all—into it, and shut it. "Come in!"

He sighed, relieved when he saw who it was. "Oh, thank God, it's just you."

Trish smiled. "Hiding food from Molly again, huh?"

"I'm not afraid of her," Joe said defensively. "Anyway, what's up?"

She didn't answer him. She just walked around his desk and pulled him up so their faces were level. And kissed him.

Joe sank back down in his chair when she let him go, staring dumbly at her. "What… what was that for?"

She grinned. "Bunsen burners."

Joe blinked at her as she turned and left his office. "B-Bun…?"

Jesse poked his head into the room. "So, are we even now?"

Joe just continued to stare off. "Yeah. Yeah, we're even."

A/N: lol I've been waiting to be able to get to that part…

Future:

5 years later…

"Daddy!" Jesse cracked an eye open to see his four year old daughter bouncing up and down beside the bed. "Get up! You promised you'd make me breakfast!"

Sitting up, Jesse rubbed his eyes tiredly. He glanced down at Susannah, who was, of course, still sound asleep. He smiled wryly. The only lasting effect on her from what Paul had done was that she was now a very heavy sleeper.

He turned back to his daughter, whose bouncing black curls reminded him so much of one of his sister's that there was no doubt in anyone's mind that she was his. "Querida, let me get dressed, and I will make you breakfast, all right?"

Ten minutes later, he and Amelia were making their way downstairs—he and Susannah had finally bought their first house three years ago—to the kitchen.

Setting her down at the kitchen table, Jesse asked, "What would you like for breakfast?"

"Pancakes!"

Jesse smiled as he went to prepare breakfast. How his daughter could manage to have so much energy this early, he would never understand.

About the time he finished the pancakes, Susannah walked into kitchen—well, it was more of a waddle at this point, but what could you expect when she was nine months pregnant?—and sat down at the table, muttering a sleepy hello.

"Good morning, querida," Jesse said, kissing her cheek. He placed a few pancakes on her plate—and then, of course, added a few more when she grumbled sleepily about never getting enough.

Sunday morning breakfast with his wife and daughter. Susannah grumbled about missing her morning coffee, Amelia talked animatedly throughout, seeming to be oblivious to her parents' lack of intelligent response—it was too early for that—and Jesse dutifully going back to make more pancakes when they both protested that they were still hungry.

If this wasn't heaven, Jesse couldn't imagine what was.

A/N:-P just sort of a random happy ending. O.o And is there a reason why on chapter 12 I had 14 reviews, and on Chapter 13, I only got 4? Hmm? Honestly.

I do believe this will be my last Mediator fanfic, as far as Jesse-Suze-Paul-whatever related fics are concerned (the possibility is always open of continuing The Mediator II. :-P maybe.) Feels kind of weird. I've been writing for this fandom for the past three years. Since there was barely any Mediator stories on Feels really weird.