A/N – Needed a short break from writing, but I'm back!

EPILOGUE

GEE, THEY'RE BREATHING HAS GOTTEN FASTER

I think they're waking up…

I hope so, it's been a few days.

Wait, wait, they're eyes are opening!

Hey kid, can you open your eyes?

Frisk blinked their eyes open slowly, the blurry images becoming clearer with each blink. "Wha- What happened?"

There was a sigh of relief and joy; each of them reacting differently to their dear little human waking up.

"YOU WERE ASLEEP FOR A VERY LONG TIME! WE WERE QUITE CONCERNED!" the taller skeleton proclaimed.

"Ssshh, don't worry they, Papyrus." Toriel scolded gently.

"How…how long have I been unconscious?" Frisk asked, and a hush lulled over the group of monsters.

"A…c-couple days…" Alphys admitted, sounding defeated. "You soul almost collapsed, we all brought it back with our power but…w-we…"

"We weren't sure if it was going to be enough." Asgore said with a sob in his throat.

Frisk locked their gaze on Sans, who had been pretty quiet and stoic for the most part, aside from a few scoffs while the others doted on Frisk. "Sans… are you okay?" Their meek voice broke through the awkward quietness, and Sans finally looked up, revealing the tears that started to escape his eye sockets. "I'm just…glad you're all right, kiddo."

Sans pulled Frisk up out of the bed and held them close, letting himself sob into their shoulder. The child pulled him in closer, letting him cry pathetically onto them.

"OH…SANS…" Papyrus leaned in and held his brother and Frisk closely. "EVERTHING IS GOING TO BE ALL RIGHT."

After Frisk rested for a few more hours, they were wide awake and cheerful as always. Giggling, playing games with Papyrus and Alphys, watching anime with Undyne, even spent some quality time with Toriel. Their recovery in their bedroom in New Home had been slow but steady. The barrier was open, but everyone promised to wait until Frisk was feeling better. They insisted time after time, but they waited another week before they packed up to face the new world.

Frisk took Sans by the hand, "hey, you came from above ground, it can't be that scary." He assured them, rubbing their hair so it was frizzy and messy. Frisk just clung to him tightly.

"I know…but…I'm scared of what's going to happen next." They took a few more steps, the light at the end of the tunnel approached.

They reached the broad daylight aboveground, aweing at the beautiful sunset for a few minutes before many of them went their separate ways, until only Toriel and Sans remained.

"I…I will go check on Papyrus, and make sure he does not cause too much trouble," Toriel said, graciously. While Frisk recovered, the two of them had become quite close, so she didn't mind looking after the skeleton when she knew Frisk and Sans wanted to talk.

The two of them waited until it had gotten completely dark, until Frisk finally rested a hand on Sans's leg, and looked at them intently. "I…I hope you still want to be friends after all this."

Sans looked down at them, confused, "why wouldn't I want to be friends with you?"

Frisk pulled their hands back, and fiddled them around. "I wasn't strong enough to get you out sooner."

Sans laughed, "that's all? Gee kid, we've waited this long, an extra few weeks until you were better was a small price to pay."

Frisk stared up at him, "you know what I mean, Sans." They sighed, and looked out over the skyline, cracking a smile. "You know about the resets…all of the previous attempts and failures…"

Sans froze, shutting his eyes. "You…remember some of that then, huh?"

"Yeah…"

"That's wasn't you kid. You know that, right?" Sans looked at them, now concerned.

Frisk couldn't bring themself to look back up at him. "I just wanted to make things right, ya know?"

Sans joined them in taking in sight of the darkened town beyond the hills, "I know, Frisk. It'll be fine now. Whatever you decide to do…we'll all be right there behind you."