I don't know why, but I when I have an idea, more of the same start popping up, so in favor of my last story I have made this small continuation. I just can't leave my last story without an Epilogue, so to you readers who wanted a continuation, here it is! Oh! And to the reader who asked if they had a child; of course not! They had children! The more the merrier!

Life in Remnant finally calmed after the uprising that went on for a full decade, leaving many hearts broken and lives drowning in sorrow. Of course, that was the initial reaction, strong souls helped bring light back to a forgotten land. Within less time than the span of the war, peace settled once again in Vale. Old resentments were pushed aside as brand new Hunters and Huntresses from near and far arrived to assist with the rebuilding.

Those in the coalition disbanded, some with crimes so severe, they were executed publicly. A few grunts were allowed to live, but a mark was burned into their flesh where the world could see the burden they carry, forever a reminder of shame for their roles in the revolution. Bounty posters for former generals and lieutenants were plastered over every outpost to major cities. The second highest, oddly, standing at 60 million lien was Cinder Fall; former leader of the coalition. The highest, standing at 100 million lien was Jaune Arc for treason, murder, and many other various crimes listed below his bounty. Very few took up the job; veteran hunters avoided the idea of pursuing a traitor that probably died during the Blitz. His crimes were more than enough to discourage rookies. Various Faunus and Humans looked at Jaune from different perspectives. Those who knew him well saw him as a serious, yet fun person whom always followed orders to the letter without question. Whatever the order may be, he did it, regardless of morality.

The surviving family members of hunters taken down by him, mainly the Schnee and Winchester groups, hired experienced trackers and hunters to find him, though when it came to covering his tracks, there was none better.

Little did they know, he was just around the riverbed...literally! A small town by the name of; Henan, just south of Vale Kingdom's territory, where fugitives lived peacefully, unknown to their neighbors across the river. Then again, he was experienced in concealing his aura so hiding was easy enough. Deep within the forest was a small, but beautiful prairie. A comfortable cottage built beside an old tree; peaceful, quiet, and isolated from the outside world. Right?

And that's where we're wrong!

"Dad!"

Came from two very loud and extremely active children. Both dog piling on a sleeping man. Their attack was no surprise, but the strength they used was not even close to normal for kids their age. Given their parents however, it wasn't unexpected.

"Dad! C'mon, you promised to take us to the town today! Let's go!" Came from the smallest one, a young girl, nine years old to be exact. Short blonde hair, porcelain skin, yet with mismatched eyes just like her mother. Her left eye blue, while the right was red.

"C'mon dad, mom's already waiting!" Now the oldest began tugging his covered father. Long pink hair, tied into a pony tail. Light brown eyes, and slightly tan skin from helping his father work on the field. A strong, healthy 12 year old.

Jaune opened a single eye when hearing the word 'mom', "Is she now? Fine, just go and wait for me in the living room."

"Just hurry dad! I wanna visit the library, they might have something new today." His daughter began jumping in excitement, her brother patting her head "You're such a bookworm, Blake." He teased.

To which she pouted her cheeks, and returned with "You should try reading, Noa. You might learn something other than how to swing a stick." She ended sticking her tongue out.

"Enough!" Jaune's gruff voice brought the two of them to end their bickering for the moment. Both eyes glued to their father as he rose from the bed. "Blake, I've told you before to respect your brother. And Noa, you're supposed to defend your sister. Not to be the cause of all this bickering."

Both kids lowered their heads, while their dad sighed. Patting the two of them. Their heads lifted, greeted by a smiling father. "Go get ready..." His heartwarming smile turned devilish "or mom will find out the 'real' reason her last batch of chocolate chip cookies disappeared."

The two children paled, running out of the room faster than their father could blink.

Jaune chuckled at how easily he could scare his kids; just mention their mother and they'll do anything to escape her punishment. If he learned anything from his teen years; hell knows no fury than that of a woman scorn. And when his kids broke their mother's rules, her anger was more feared than facing an Ursa Major bare handed.

How did he know? From experience, something he didn't plan on repeating. Neo had her sweet moments, but even the purest smile can hide something frightening behind the façade. Jaune himself had to completely alter his own appearance, allowing his hair to grow out just barely touching his shoulders, tying it somewhat the same as his son. Growing a beard was one idea he had, but it remained an idea when relieving a glare from Neo made his heart skip a few beats. After building their cottage, an Ursa Major strayed from the woods and attacked them. With his weapon inside, Jaune fought it hand to claw. Leaving the blonde 3 claw scars across his left eye. It wasn't too bad, head wounds just tend to bleed a lot, which looked more like a scratch after crushing the Ursa's skull when it lunged towards his wife.

No matter how many times he told that story to his kids, their reactions were always the same; Blake gleamed at her father's courage, while Noa considered doing the same with an Ursa cub. Of course, like always, his mother silenced the idea.

The family of four left their house, the parents walking slowly while watching their kids ran to certain spots of the forest. Finally, they crossed the bridge which led directly into Henan. Thanks to the change in his facial features, and Neo's identity still incognito from her time in the coalition, people knew them as The Beilschmidt family. Jaune and Neo were known as; Gildarts and Eliza Beilschmidt, a young couple who managed to escape the carnage of Vale during the first attack. Drifters without a home for over 11 years, constantly escaping the vicious grip of the coalition. When the rebellion fell, they finally had the chance to settle down somewhere just beyond the forest for 12 years. Or so went the story.

Once the bookstore was in sight, Blake ran as fast as her little legs could, her brother not too far behind her. Both parents chuckled while watching the older sibling scold his younger sister for leaving his side. It was cute to see how he would bicker with Blake one second, and then be so overprotective later. Jaune and Neo walked into the store, their little girl buried in books. Her older brother standing beside her, obviously bored, but still stayed beside her.

It was quite the life they lived now; no crazed bounty hunters, a nice secluded home for their kids, and no one knew about their past...and we stand corrected again.

A cloaked figure walked up behind Jaune, hold a blade to his neck. "Don't move, or I swear I'll run you through!" The voice was feminine, yet somewhat familiar. Judging by the arm's position, and hold on the blade; the figure was shorter than him, yet had a good idea were to cut in case he made any sudden movements. "You have no idea how long it took to find you!"

The store clerk froze; Noa reacted by shielding his sister while taking a combat stance. Neo wanted to do something, but if she made a move, this bastard might make one too.

"Now then, turn around, slowly." Jaune complied; hoping whoever this was wouldn't harm his family. Once he faced the figure, it removed its hood, leaving Both Neo and Jaune's jaws open.

"It's been a long search, but I'm glad to see the both of you are doing well." Her height was still the same as always, and there was no denying only she could have those joyful crimson eyes when having someone's life in her hands.

"Emerald?" Jaune couldn't believe she survived so long, from what he heard, the attack on their base of operations was so severe, mutilated bodies from the intense explosions and shrapnel couldn't be put back together completely. Or at the very least to a point where the bodies were identifiable. Out of most people, she wasn't one of the members he expected to see again, much less alive.

Her hair grew out, though it didn't pass her chest, and there were a few notable scars on her arms. She glared at the two of them, then just as quickly as she arrived, tears began running down her cheeks. That face she made, Jaune knew it all too well. The feeling of abandonment, Emerald felt betrayed that her friends left the coalition without a word, and allowed their achievements to crumble. Leaving the girl to witness such a crushing, and gory massacre, having to roam as a fugitive for 13 years, alone.

She no doubt wanted to pummel the both of them, but instead she threw herself unto Jaune crying uncontrollably. To the former members of Cinder's inner circle, they could tell how much Emerald suffered having lived this long running from all four kingdoms, but to lose people she cared about was perhaps harder than any bullet. Living off what she could find, perhaps having to steal or kill, being paranoid over the people you meet. Not knowing if they were bounty hunters sent to hunt you down.

Noa and Blake were immensely confused as the events unfolded, Neo gestured the clerk that the situation was handled.

Emerald cried, even when her sobs drowned her voice, she still continued to mourn the losses. But now, she could rejoice in finding forgotten friends. Her conscious wanted anger, yet her heart's emotions took over. Eventually, she cried herself to sleep. Both Jaune and Neo looked to one another, nodded in unison, and proceeded to take the girl back with them.

Once they returned to their home, Noa and Blake were sent straight to their rooms. Neo made sure the two listened, Jaune stayed with Emerald in another room until she awoke. It wasn't until the sun had settled did her eyes open, glancing to the two watching over her, she smiled. Thanking Monty she wasn't dreaming after all. Then again, the conversation that followed was all but heartwarming.

"You knew...you both knew everything would go to hell, and neither of you bothered to warn us?" Emerald wanted to shout out her anger, but her voice was a bit used up from her earlier outburst.

"You were too devoted to Cinder, if we said anything you would've thought we were either doubting, or threatening to end what she started. Besides, the only reason I left was to start my life anew. In the end, I was still running, but I wasn't killing anymore. Neo, on her own accord, accompanied me. We've been together since I started working for Cinder. I'd say it's only natural we stayed together after going through so much." Jaune explained, handing her a cup of coffee.

Emerald received the cup, glancing to the rooms belonging to the children, then back to the pair before her. "And I see you've been busy, haven't you?"

The blonde blushed deeply, still embarrassed even after all these years, while Neo only smiled while remembering their first night as a wedded couple.

"What happened to Mercury?" Jaune tried to change the subject, only to unknowingly hit a rather still fresh wound. The color from Emerald's eyes drained, trying her best to keep her smile from fading. "On the fifth of May, in the coalition's capital..." Her smiled faded completely. "...I remember Mercury and I were fighting, like always. Making a scene in the palace courtyard, that is, until he told me he was tired of fighting like a couple, and would rather fight me as a couple. The idiot actually got on his knees and proposed to me...and I said no, when i actually wanted to say yes. I was so mad at myself, I ran inside to get away from him. I went inside for just minute, and in that time the first bombs hit. A blitz attack, no one could've seen it coming. After I recovered from the shock, my first reaction was check on my partner. When I went outside, the courtyard was rubble, and Mercury, he..." Her hands began shaking as she remembered every detail of that day. Her own tears began falling again, some into her coffee. "I never knew how much I'd miss him, until I actually lost him." Emerald began doing the same thing Jaune did, she fought the tears, trying her best to stop. Just like before, Neo intervened; embracing Emerald the way a mother would, allowing herself to share the burden. She vented all her emotions on that single night.

Night fell on the cottage, Emerald was entertaining both Noa and Blake, while Jaune and Neo prepared dinner. The pair went about cooking silently for a few minutes before Jaune decided to voice his thoughts.

"I think she should stay with us, she's traveled so far, always cautious of everything and everyone. It'd be good for her to finally rest and be happy with people she can trust."

"?"

"Well, we welcomed her in our home, and the knife to the neck thing was always her way of saying 'hi'. So, I don't see a reason for her not to trust us."

"..."

Jaune smiled "I couldn't agree more. We'll talk about it after dinner." He leaned over to kiss his wife, then returned to preparing their meal.

Neo couldn't help but grin over how the day went. Short it might've been, though with the sudden reappearance of an old friend, it was great to know someone they cared about survived. 10 years as assassins, 13 as parents and a wedded couple. Her life, like those of the coalition wasn't exactly sunshine and rainbows. Roman was part of that pain, treating her as if she was expendable. But had he not recruited her, she would've never met Jaune when he joined. The two bundles of joy she brought unto this world wouldn't be here with her. All in all, she found herself thanking grateful for every decision she made, whether good or bad, because it all led up to this moment. This continuation of happiness she received each day was only made possible for every decided choice. Only Monty would know what he'd throw at her and Jaune next. In either case, whatever the event, she'd greet it face to face knowing full well her husband would be by her side. Just as she has, and always will be by his.

Once again, if I brought about any feels, believe me as the author I felt them as I wrote it. This was a small addition to a story I should've finished with one chapter, but that's the curse of being an author; when we start something we're interested in, eventually it becomes an obsession to make it end perfectly. Thank you for reading.