So I'm wrapping my dads birthday present and watching Blades of Glory, when I think "hmm, I won't be able to get on the internet until day after tomorrow- Lets get Goldie's last up now and get surprised by reviews when I check my mail Monday afternoon." (hint-hint!) So here it is.

This is THE epilogue, people. The one that had me in headaches trying to figure out where to put it. Thanks everyone who offered an opinion. The writing style is more Goldie than Converse and thank you Randomist for pointing that out! Tried to mesh the two writing styles for this, came off pretty good, I think.

For everyone who wasn't paying attention on previous posts: This takes place AFTER Riley's Converse. So you will need to have read that by now :)

Epilogue to an
Interlude
Of Converse

Less than a week after the Yoko She-Witch tried to burry his shoes and almost two since Goldie was hidden in the air duct, Ben and Abi mutually decided on a separation. Ben moved in with Riley and Abi kept the mansion, something which Riley was more than okay with; he never did take out Goldie.

A week after that Abigail finally had enough and took what she could and left. Some paperwork was signed and that, as they say, was the end of that- Riley had no idea who They were, but as long as They said Abigail was gone, he didn't really care.

When Ben received the call from his lawyer about the property, Riley and him were watching an old Paul Newman movie-

"It's in black and white Ben! Black and white-as in, no color."

"I'm fully aware of that, Riley. But it's still Paul Newman. I thought you liked Paul Newman."

"Yeah, you just keep thinking Butch…"

"That's not a Newman line. And it doesn't really pertain to this conversation…"

"Quiet Ben, I'm watching a movie."

Halfway through the phone rang; Riley shushed the phone.

-After Ben told him the news, the young techie mentally gave himself five dollars. He'd bet himself Goldie would drive Abigail out of the mansion in under a month.

"You had something to do with the amount of people ringing the bell, didn't you?"

Riley smiled innocently. "You just keep thinking Butch, that's what you're good at… Better?"

"I have vision and the rest of the world wears bifocals." Ben replied, a small smile on his lips and pulled the younger man back into his arms to finish watching the movie.

"That was overdoing it, Ben. Should have just left it at the first line." Riley said, craning his neck back to look at the other man with a chastising frown.

Bens only reply was to change his hand placements and tickle the younger man.

NTNTNT

"Did she tear apart the whole place looking for Goldie?" Riley asked when he walked into the mansion for the first time in over a month. Snow swirled in the wind behind him; it was only a few days until Christmas.

"Goldie?" Ben, already inside, looked around at what was left.

Riley closed the door behind him, cutting off the swirling snow and chilling wind and shrugged at Bens questioning glance. "Yeah. The iFish. I didn't mention I named him?"

"You didn't mention it was an iFish either."

"…Hey Ben, there's a blue iFish hidden in your house and I named him Goldie."

"He's blue and you named him Goldie?"

"Well, he didn't look like a Theodore."

Ben didn't know what to say to that so he kept looking at what was left.

Abigail, it appeared, had taken most of the antique furniture that hadn't come with the house. As well as a good portion of pictures, art work, books and kitchen appliances.

"Even though she's mad, she wouldn't take what rightfully belongs to the house." Ben explained.

"Houses can't own anything, Ben," Riley said absently. He wondered what she did to his room. "I'm going to go see what damage she did upstairs."

Ben's reply of "She wouldn't do any damage at all," followed him.

His room was the same as when he left it that Saturday morning. His bed still unmade, his shower towel still draped over his desk chair.

Riley frowned. Why didn't she mess up his room? He stole Ben from her! Okay, so he didn't really steal him, per-say. You can't steal what actually belonged to you to begin with.

But he was expecting some trashing of his things to come into play. At least looking-for-Goldie wise.

Nothing.

"I told you she wouldn't hurt anything." Ben stood in Riley's doorway.

The younger man turned with a pout, "I was hoping for some woman scorned activity. Did I not matter enough for her to search my things for clues as to how long you and me were a you-and-me?" Riley gave a overdramatic lower lip tremble and held out his arms. "I need some comforting in my time of need."

Ben chuckled but reached out for him, pulling him into a hug. Riley's hands ran down Bens back and would have gone lower if the older man hadn't pulled away with a teasing chuckle. "C'mon, the mover's weren't far behind us. We have to find room for the rest of your things."

Riley pouted again. "Most of my things were here to begin with. And besides, I don't think finding room will be hard. What with all the things missing and all."

But Ben was already heading back down, and Riley groaned, looking at his bed. "Maybe later."

They had just made it downstairs when the movers rang the bell, and Riley remembered he'd been meaning to uninstall Goldie while he was up there.

…I'm just a love machine, and I wont work for nobody but you… yeah baby. I'm just a love machine. A hug and kissin fiend…

Riley started moving to the beat. Another one of those addictive you-just-can't-not-dance-to-them beats. He may as well have some more Goldie fun while it was still plugged in.

Ben turned to look at him, the dazed, half smile curve of his lips telling the younger man he caught Bens attention with the hip swaying again.

This time though, he knew what the stare was all about and had no problems whatsoever thinking about it. Especially since he was the one causing it. It was empowering really.

But Ben, song still playing on, opened the door, waved aside the questions he knew would be asked and said, "Put it all in the living room." Riley sighed. Empowering or not, he still wasn't going to be getting-

"Ben?" Riley asked when Ben turned back to look at him. His stomach started to flutter; the look Ben gave him now almost caused his knees to turn to jelly. Want, lust, love. It was all showing bright in Bens eyes.

Mischief underlain them all and Riley's body reacted on it's own when Ben closed the distance between them and snaked arms around his waist.

All the while Riley kept up his minimal dancing; hip swaying was so much better with other hips in close proximity.

Later seemed to be now.

Electricity starts to flow and my indicator starts to glow…

"Love machine huh?" Ben leaned in, neither were caring that the movers worked only steps away. Riley licked his lips unconsciously.

"Yeah," he leaned in and kissed Ben softly before sliding out of the embrace. Grabbing a hand, Riley lead him upstairs. "Let me prove it to you."

…To turn me on just set my dial and let me love you for a little while… I'm just a love machine, I wont operate for anybody but you. I'm just a love machine…

The End

(For now. There's always Ian's Jag…)

(I loved how Riley said that in the movie, and it fit so perfect there!)

I don't own Paul Newman or anything relating to that movie. Goldfish cracker to anyone who can tell me what them lines are from. Also, The Miracles and their Love Machine aren't mine either. All the songs I used are just on my iPod. My kingdom for an iFish (and doorbell and intercom…)

Goldie fanmix posted on LJ community TreasureGeeks.

Thank you C.E. Hobbit, Rocketman94, The Randomist… well, everyone who reviewed and faved this! All of you rock! And to Ellina Hope- Yes! I'll marry you LOL… What's your name?