AN: And we are done! I want to thank each and every one of you who have read - and will read in the future - this monstrous fic xD This has been a year and a half of my life and kudos to you for sticking with it! You da real MVPs.

To everyone who had reviewed you have motivated me so much to continue writing. I know I am not the perfect writer but I am certainly always aspiring to be better! If you have any constructive criticism then fire it my way! I am always happy to learn and take on board tips to help me get better!

Let Me Love You is still in the works and I have a few more ideas in the pipeline for other fics so you will see me again no doubt about it xD

Anyway! Enjoy this final chapter!

Riza was awoken in the night by a loud crack that caused her to groan loudly. Not again. This was the fifth time this week and it was only Wednesday. There was the sound of movement from the room next to her.

A bright idea occurred to her. Conveniently, Roy had manage to sleep through the last four incidents. Delivering a swift kick to his leg he woke with a start, the grip on her waist tightening. Riza pretended to sleep while he grumbled in his sleep. Another crack sounded from next door and she heard him groan as well.

"Not again," he muttered sleepily. Satisfied, Riza listened as he dragged himself out of their bed loudly and stomped through the door. She missed the pressure of his arm around her waist and the warmth at her back, but this was much better. It was his turn after all.

"What are you doing?" he asked in frustration. There was a pause in movement as the pair no doubt stared each other down.

"Uhhh…"

"Jack," Roy muttered. Riza could almost picture him pinching the bridge of his nose to try and ease his headache from lack of sleep. Apparently their son found his wolf form thoroughly entertaining and amazing. For the past three nights they had been woken up to the sound of him changing in his room. "It is three am. Why are you changing now?"

"I wanted to practice."

"Go to sleep. You can practice in the morning."

"But –"

"No buts! Go to sleep."

The door closed loudly and Roy stomped back through to their room. Bless him, he had been working himself ragged these last few weeks putting the finishing touches to their new home. Havoc, Falman, and Breda had helped him build it, with input from Hughes as well. For a year they had planned the build of this house. Then, it took another year to build in between other projects and missions from Grumman.

He was exhausted. They both were. Riza had also helped with the building but Grumman had sent her out West to retrieve Sam. She had only arrived back on Sunday after two weeks away. Their old friend had expressed interest in joining their pack after not finding what he expected in LA. Whatever it was he had sought out, Riza was secretly pleased he hadn't found it because she had missed him. It had been two years since they had last met in person and seven years since the incident they had shared with the Hunters near Roy's Aunt's place. Who, in fact, was a witch. Riza had no idea. She was part of the Rockies coven and kept an eye on her small part of the forest where she stayed. Huh. That had been something Riza had never expected.

As Roy climbed back into bed he muttered to himself under his breath. "I swear to god if I get woken up one more time this week…"

"Go easy on him," Riza whispered, spinning round to face her mate. "He's just excited."

"I don't care if he is the Queen of England," Roy muttered petulantly. Riza smiled. "I just want to sleep," he whined.

"Quit whining," Riza scolded. "You don't want to give him any ideas."

"He already takes after you anyway," Roy reminded her. "He doesn't take any shit." Roy paused. "I am actually quite proud of him for that. He has the eyebrow raise perfected."

"Mommy? Daddy?" Jack whispered from outside their door.

Riza smirked as she heard Roy sigh. He rolled over onto his back to stare up to the ceiling. One arm was draped across his eyes. The signs of defeat were clear on his face.

"Yes Jack?" Riza replied, beckoning him in the room. "Come in."

The door squeaked in response. In its place stood their five year old. His dark hair stood up on end. It was a wonder he had even had any sleep. Apparently learning he could turn into a wolf had been the most exciting thing as of late and Riza had wondered if their son had gotten any sleep at all. His fringe was brushed aside to the left and out of his eyes. He looked so much like Roy that it was uncanny. He had Roy's eyes but he had the same face shape as Riza. As Roy had mentioned, he also had picked up on her mannerisms. She was secretly quite pleased about that.

"I'm sorry," he mumbled. "I didn't mean to wake you up again."

"It's all right," Riza reassured him. "Come here."

With ease, and as if he already expected his mother's reaction, Jack jumped up into the bed and crawled in between his parents. Roy sighed again.

"I just wanted to practice. It looks like so much fun when you two do it. I didn't want to be left out."

Oh, bless. "You will be one day, don't worry. But you need to sleep at some point you know. So does your Dad and I."

"I know but I just want to be…" He fell silent.

"Yes?" Riza prompted as she wrapped an arm around him, pulling him tight to her body. She kissed the top of his head as he settled down. He was facing away from her, towards Roy who still lay with an arm across his eyes. The arm closest to him was free and Jack latched onto it, wrapping his arms around his father's. Roy grunted in response and Riza resisted the urge to kick him again. She understood his frustration but he could be a cranky bastard when he was tired. She always told him as much too.

"I want to be better than Julia," he stated passionately. The mention of Havoc and Rebecca's daughter explained everything. The girl was two years older than him and teased him mercilessly. It was all harmless, the two were best of friends, but the girl took great pride in becoming a wolf before him. Especially because Jack was equally as bad as her and liked to tease her a lot about everything else. They were both very big characters and it was apparently becoming an issue. "She keeps saying how she gets to go and practice with her Mom and Dad and I want to do it too! I thought if I practiced a lot I could be good enough to go with you both."

Riza tightened her hold on her son. "You are already good at being a wolf," she reassured him. "But you are too young right now." Riza grinned as she could picture him pouting. "You are only five remember. What is Breda's rule?"

Jack replied dutifully. "No under eights," he grumbled. "But Julia is only seven!" he protested.

"That's up to Breda to decide, not you." In truth the girl was eight in a month and had pestered the man so much that he eventually caved. The girl took after her mother in that regard.

He huffed in response to that. Riza suppressed her chuckle.

"Maybe," Riza offered, flicking her gaze up to Roy who still hadn't shifted. "If you are really good for the rest of the week and let your Dad get some rest he will take you out at the weekend." Jack froze in her arms. She heard his breathing pick up in his excitement. "How does that sound?"

"We can really do that Dad?"

The pair shifted to look up at the man in question who was snoring lightly. Riza kicked him in the leg.

"Huh? What?" he asked groggily.

"I said," Riza stressed as Roy shifted in the bed, lowering his arm to his stomach. His eyes fluttered closed once more. If he falls asleep again I swear… "If Jack is on his best behaviour and lets you get some sleep you can take him out at the weekend."

"Will you Dad? Will you really?!"

"Yeah, sure Jack," he mumbled sleepily.

Jack whooped loudly and Riza shushed him, but she grinned. Roy's eye cracked open, frowning at the sudden noise.

"Remember what I said, Jack," Riza warned.

"Oh right!" he whispered, lowering his voice considerably. He had jumped out of Riza's hold and bounced on his knees at the good news. Now, he lowered himself back into a lying position, cuddling into his father's side.

"Let me get some shut eye then we can go," Roy mumbled. He lifted his right arm and wrapped it around Jack. He pulled him against his side so his head lay on his chest. Riza watched them both interact, her heart swelling with love for the pair. Her small family finally felt complete. Once Jack had been born Riza had been filled with such a happiness that she didn't think was possible.

Tomorrow they would be back to work and she needed to sleep but right now all Riza wanted to do was lie and watch this moment forever.

Jack sighed happily and closed his eyes finally.

"Let me get some sleep kiddo then we can go," Roy reassured him.

Jack squeaked happily.

The boy was a bundle of energy and it was constantly a fight to get him to settle down for anything. Apparently that was very common with werewolf children. There was effectively a puppy inside of them who just wanted to play constantly. Grumman had neglected to mention that until the end of her pregnancy. The warning would have been much more appreciated had it come earlier on. At least she would have had some time to prepare.

Her grandfather was still in charge of the settlement. He had begun training up Havoc though to take over in his place. It wouldn't happen any time soon. Werewolves lived up to five times longer than humans. He looked like he was in his sixties, but in relation to werewolf years he was only around eight or nine years old. Still, "better to start them early" wasn't Grumman's new motto for nothing.

Berthold had taken to his grandchild greatly. He played the perfect part of the doting grandfather and went very easy on her unruly son, much to his parent's dismay. In Berthold's eyes the child could do no wrong. Still, Riza let it slide because it was a side of Berthold she had never known. She had only seen a glimpse of that through her still jumbled memories and that short recording Breda had gave her years ago. He wouldn't have much time with his grandson so Riza turned a blind eye more often than not.

Tomorrow she would be returning west with Rebecca to LA to meet back up with Sam and help him move back to the settlement. She needed to be up in three hours but she held off for another ten minutes as the two most important people in her life fell asleep. Roy began to snore quietly once more while Jack's breathing deepened and evened out.

Sighing in content, Riza shifted closer to them both, ruffling Jack's hair affectionately. She smiled up at Roy before placing her head next to his. His scent enveloped her, something that always made her feel safe.

It felt like home.