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Epilogue: The Soulmate

The warmth that encompassed her as she lay in her bed was blissful. In fact, it was so blissful that she should currently be sound asleep, dreaming peaceful, happy dreams, but for some reason she hadn't figured out yet, she was still wide awake. Not that she was complaining; it was nice to just lay there in the quiet stillness of the night, revel in this delicious warmth, and contemplate her life, where she'd been, and where she was yet to go. She hadn't come to any conclusions or earth-shattering revelations yet, but that was okay; no conclusions or revelations were currently necessary, because for once, everything in her life was on a good course, moving toward a future that held tremendous promise and hope.

Well, okay, so there was a single place on her body that was not currently engulfed in warmth: a tiny spot on her stomach where cool metal was pressed against her skin. She would gladly accept that cold amidst the warmth, though, since it was caused by the ring adorning the finger of the man whose arm was currently draped around her, holding her to him tightly—a ring he'd worn ever since she'd given it to him a few short weeks ago, one that matched the ring she wore on her own finger. The light puffs of air from his breathing were even against the back of her neck, indicating he was asleep even if she wasn't, and the heat of his skin pressed against her bare back was delectable.

The past year and a half since that day she'd made her wish had been crazy, filled with good times and bad, with struggles and successes, with frustration and love, but together they had made it through, and now here they were, married, living in Mizuho, and happy in a way Sheena hadn't thought possible. Everything had changed since that morning she'd awoken to find herself in this exact same position, only with a different Zelos's arms around her. It was so much better, so much happier, so much more hopeful. Her outlook on life and the future was optimistic. Mizuho was still struggling to survive, but it was also steadily improving. It would take years, decades, maybe even longer than she had time to give it, to regain its former glory, but at least it had finally begun moving in the right direction again. And the man peacefully asleep beside her was the cause of much of its rejuvenation and the hope she now embraced. He had proven himself, his goodness, his dedication, and his worth a thousand times over since that day, and now no words were capable of expressing her awe and gratitude for everything he had done for her.

But the memory of the long-concluded events that had set her on the path leading to this moment, a memory she hadn't thought about in ages, stirred something within her, a sense of uneasiness, misgiving, and foreboding...and it was only then that she realized she had forgotten to do something critical, a realization that brought with it a jolt to her gut. And yet, she quickly reminded herself, they had made it this far without misfortune befalling them; a few more hours wouldn't hurt anything, would it? She doubted it. She tried to push the thought from her mind, telling herself she would deal with it first thing in the morning, but now that she'd remembered it, it was nagging at her. She tried to think of a hundred other things—of their plans for the next day, of their beautiful wedding day, of all the things she had yet to do in Mizuho—but her mind kept drifting back to that single one. And the more she tried to push it away, the more awake she became. It soon became apparent that if she didn't take the time to deal with it right now, she would never get any sleep at all. Besides, she told herself, every minute she wasted lying in bed, trying to convince herself it wasn't a problem, was another minute she was taking the risk that her failure to follow through on her end of the bargain would jinx her, jinx them, and jinx Mizuho's progress toward recovery. And that...well, that simply wasn't an option.

No, this couldn't wait. She refused to take any chances with this life and the precious happiness she and Zelos had, against all odds, found together.

With a reluctant sigh, Sheena carefully extracted herself from her husband's warm, strong, loving arms and slipped out of bed. Casting a look back at him to make sure she hadn't woken him, she briefly admired his moonlit face, a rush of warmth and love sweeping over her that manifested itself in a smile. Forcing her gaze away from him for fear she'd just cave to the urge to rejoin him in bed if she didn't, she quietly began searching for her clothes strewn across the floor—he had been rather feisty last night...she couldn't help blushing and smiling again at that pleasurable memory—and then slipped them on.

A sudden soft moan from behind her stopped her in her tracks, and she quickly looked back at him, finding he was now peering at her through barely cracked eyes. "Mm...Sheena?"

"Shh...it's okay," she said. "I'm here."

His eyes slowly, sleepily opened further, trying to focus on her face, his brows narrowing. "What're you doin'?"

Sheena smiled and bent down to kiss his cheek. "Nothing you need to worry about. Go back to sleep. I'll come back to bed in a bit."

She gently stroked his hair, waiting until his eyes slid shut again before she resumed putting on her shirt. By the time she'd finished and had turned back toward him, though, she found that his eyes were open and he was watching her again, more awake than he had been a minute ago. "Where are you going?"

Well, there truly was no need to lie about this. "Out, just for a few minutes."

Locating her robe, she slipped it on, hearing the bed sheets rustle behind her as he turned toward the window. "It's the middle of the night...you're going out now?"

"Yeah."

He turned back toward her and lifted the sheet invitingly, his voice taking on a faint whining tone. "Come back to bed."

She shook her head. "There's something I have to do first, and then I will. I promise." There, that took care of her shirt and robe; now to find her pants...

"Right now?" he countered as she spotted them and crossed the room to retrieve them. "Whatever it is, you have to do it right now?"

She chuckled, stepping into her pants and pulling them on. "Zelos, go back to sleep," she said, looking back at him. "I'll be back soon. Really."

He blinked at her. "Sheena...?"

She sighed at his persistence but then shrugged. Well, if he was already awake and was waking up even further with every passing moment, then there was no reason not to at least extend the invitation to him. She wouldn't mind the company, and it wasn't like there was a rule saying she had to be alone when she did this. In a sense, he was actually as involved with this as she was. And suddenly Sheena found herself hoping he would accept her offer. "Or if you really want to know what I'm doing, you can always come with me, assuming you're willing to get up."

Zelos released an exaggerated sigh and good-naturedly grumbled something about his 'crazy wife' and her 'weird nocturnal habits,' but then, to Sheena's surprise and pleasure, next she knew he was crawling out of bed, retrieving his clothes from the floor, and putting them on. While he was doing that, she headed out into the main room, grabbed the item she needed for this, and then started putting on her boots. Only a minute later he was joining her, yawning, stretching, and rubbing the sleep from his eyes.

"So tell me, where exactly are we going?" he asked.

"To the river."

He knelt down and began putting on his shoes, looking up at her and arching an eyebrow. "And you're sure this can't wait until morning?"

Well, it probably could, but she would really rather not. It was already several weeks too late to be doing this, and they were lucky nothing bad had happened to them in the meantime. "Positive." The second he'd finished putting on his shoes, Sheena pushed open the door, and then they were walking outside, where they were greeted by a mild yet beautiful night. The sky was clear, the moon was full, the stars were sparkling, the bugs were chirping, a gentle breeze was stirring the wind chimes and creating a haunting melody...it really was a lovely night for a walk. Sure, it was still the middle of the night, with dawn nowhere near ready to break, but the moon was so bright that they soon found they didn't even need a torch to light their way. Besides, the river wasn't too deep within the forest, and so if it turned out to be too dark there, Zelos could always grab a branch and ignite it with a fireball to give them light.

"So what's at the river?" he suddenly asked, yawning again.

Sheena smiled as she glanced at him. He really was curious, wasn't he? He had to be if she'd managed to convince him to get out of bed with surprisingly little arm-twisting or pleading. "You'll see in a minute."

"This better be good," he muttered, but he didn't question her further, which told her he really didn't care that she hadn't told him yet. He liked a bit of mystery and trusted her implicitly; he had proven that to her time and again this past year and a half.

They covered the rest of the distance to the river in silence, with Zelos walking beside her, his hand firmly grabbing her arm to steady her the one time she tripped on a tree root. The sound of the river rushing toward its faraway destination grew steadily closer, and then there they were, standing on the riverbank above the gurgling water. Reaching into her pocket, Sheena pulled out the wooden item she'd grabbed earlier from its spot on the shrine in their living area and held it up to him...and instantly his eyes widened. She was pretty sure he had never seen this before—or if he had since he'd moved in with her, he hadn't given it any thought—but he clearly recognized what it was: the wish tag that had set a sometimes turbulent and frustrating yet ultimately beautiful and successful chain of events into motion that had led them both to this very moment.

"Once the wish has come true, this needs to be broken and set adrift in the river or it'll bring the wish-maker misfortune," she explained. "As it is, we're lucky it hasn't done so already...I mean, we have been married three weeks now. That's why I needed to do this now. I just completely forgot about it until tonight. Now, though..."

Sheena took a deep breath, gave him a soft, happy smile, and made to break it, but before she could, Zelos grabbed her hand, stopping her. "Before you do that, would you mind if I read it first?"

She could feel herself blush, although he likely couldn't see it in the faint moonlight streaming through the leaves—and damn, did he look gorgeous in this lighting...she would have to drag him out here more often when there was a full moon, maybe to lay on the grass and watch the stars, or maybe just to go for a walk...but right now that was neither here nor there. All things considered, she really had no reason not to comply with his request, and so she handed it to him and watched as he squinted, trying to make out the letters. It took him a minute to read the message, far longer than it had taken the alternate Zelos since he wasn't fluent with the Mizuhoan language yet and because, well, this lighting really was poor, but she could tell when he reached the end since he looked up at her, his eyes soft and loving, pulled her to him, and pressed a kiss to the top of her head.

"Please, Jizou, help me," it read. "I'm scared for my people and our future. Please send me someone who can help us all. I want to be happy for once. I want to look forward to the future instead of dreading waking up each morning. Help me find a companion, someone who loves me and loves Mizuho and who I can actually love in return. I'm lonely, Jizou...I don't want to be alone anymore. Please, grant me my wish."

"I love you, Ayame," he whispered in her ear, his warm breath against her neck sending a shiver down her spine. "So, so much."

Her smile broadened as she melted into his embrace. "I love you too, Zelos."

For a long moment they just stood like that, holding each other, relishing in the moment of sincerity, happiness, and contentment—all things Sheena had been experiencing regularly ever since she'd made this wish tag—until finally Zelos pulled back, nuzzled her nose with his, and then, smiling, pressed a tender kiss to her lips that she gratefully accepted, giving him another quick kiss in return when that one didn't last long enough for her liking. And then finally they pulled apart and he handed her the wish tag, their eyes lowering to observe it with reverence. Grasping it firmly in both hands, Sheena knelt beside the river, Zelos standing a few paces behind her, and broke it in half, then set both halves adrift in the river—the final necessary step in the wish tag's life cycle.

Only once it was out of sight did she stand up again and turn back to him, relieved to have that taken care of now and to know it would never threaten them again. "Okay, now we can go back home," she said.

Zelos nodded, slipped his arm around her, drew her close, and then started guiding her back to Mizuho. They'd only taken a few steps, though, when a sudden flash of brilliant light appeared behind them, stopping them. They turned toward it...only to find, as it vanished, that Verius was now there, hovering above the river, in the same spot where Sheena had found him that morning after she'd made her wish, watching them with a smile on his face, his body glowing softly and illuminating the dark night.

"Verius!" both she and Zelos said simultaneously.

The summon spirit bowed his head to them. "Sheena, Chosen One Zelos. It is very good to see you both again."

Sheena's smile quickly reappeared as she bowed her head in return. "It's good to see you too, Verius."

"Yeah, definitely," Zelos said, but Sheena could feel his body unexpectedly stiffen. "I just don't think we expected to see you here. Which begs the question, what are you doing here? Is something wrong? Is there some hidden stipulation with Sheena's wish and now you have to undo everything that's happened since then?"

Fortunately, Verius shook his head. "I assure you that everything is fine, and I would never dream of threatening the hard-earned results of Sheena's wish. Rather, I thought this would be a good opportunity to express my congratulations to the newlyweds on their marriage."

Zelos instantly relaxed, and Sheena did the same. She hadn't even realized she'd been just as nervous as he had about Verius's intent in unexpected appearance to them now. "Thank you, Verius. We're..." She looked at Zelos and smiled. "We're happy."

He nodded, mirroring her smile. "Yeah, we are. Very much so."

"I am aware of that, and I am extremely happy for you both," Verius replied. "I also wished to extend the congratulations of your counterparts from the alternate world. I informed them of your wedding, and they asked me to tell you that they were likewise excited for you and wish you a future full of love and happiness."

Ah, so they knew, huh? They hadn't heard from their alternates since they'd returned to their universe last year...but then, that was probably because Verius hadn't appeared here since then either. She was glad to hear he'd passed the word along; she expected the alternate Zelos especially must be pleased to hear that all his hard work here had paid off. "So you've seen them?" she asked.

"I have. I must admit to being rather attached to Sophia, and I drop by regularly to see her."

Zelos grinned, but his eyes softened—likely at the reminder of that precious little dark-haired girl. "Heh. Hard not to be. I'm attached to her, and I haven't even seen her in over a year."

Sheena agreed completely; Sophia's face was one she would never forget. She still thought about and pictured her often, actually. "So how are they doing?"

"They are doing very well," Verius replied. "The Sheena of that world gave birth to a baby boy a week after they returned home. All in the family are happy and healthy."

"So she was right: it really was a boy," Zelos said, grinning sappily.

Verius bowed his head. "She was. They named him Alexos Wilder."

Oh, Jizou. Sheena's heart melted, and she expected she was grinning just as sappily as her husband was. "That's so exciting for them," she said. "Next time you see them, would you extend our belated congratulations?"

"I would be delighted to do so," he said with another smile.

"Thanks," Zelos said. "We appreciate it."

The summon spirit lifted his head, his smile fading. "Unfortunately, I cannot stay here long for I have other duties to which I must attend. However, rest assured that I will visit you again whenever I can, and that I am always with you in your heart, Sheena, watching over you and hoping for the best for you. The same holds true for you, Chosen. I have a particular interest in making sure your future is always a bright one."

Knowing that Corrine was always with her, not only in the tiny figurine that Zelos had given her that she still kept with her at all times, but in her heart in the form of this magnificent, benevolent summon spirit before her, was a comfort and a relief. She smiled warmly. "Thank you again, Verius. For everything you did for me, for us both. We wouldn't be standing here right now if it weren't for you."

His face softened, so much fondness and affection in his eyes that it made her wish he wasn't standing atop a river so she could run over to him and hug him as Sophia once had. "I am truly glad I could provide you the help you needed, Sheena. May the fates continue to look kindly on you both."

And with that he was gone, vanished back into whatever realm it was where summon spirits went to whenever they weren't visible in this world. It took Sheena a moment to realize that she was still beaming happily, and that beside her, Zelos was still smiling sappily, too.

"A little boy...I'm happy for them," she murmured.

"Me, too," he said. A second later, though, his eyes snapped to hers and he waggled his eyebrows, his smile transforming into a smirk. "But when we have kids, I want a beautiful little girl like Sophia."

She snorted. Yeah, no surprise there. "Hate to break this to you, dear, but you might have to wait awhile for that yet. I mean, we have only been married a few weeks now."

Zelos batted his eyes at her and gave her a perfectly innocent look, one Sheena had long since learned never to trust, as they began walking back toward Mizuho. "So? Just because we've only been married a little while doesn't mean we can't get started now. I mean, we both know Mizuho needs more people, and how else are we going to rebuild our numbers other than having lots of kids?" He shrugged, the smirk reappearing. "Hey, I'm more than happy to get started doing my part!"

...And that was why she knew better than to trust that look. She folded her arms to her chest and gave him an unamused look. Of course he'd say that; he wasn't the one who had to be pregnant for nine months at a time to have those kids! "Y'know, Mizuho doesn't expect us to single-handedly repopulate the entire village. There are a few other couples who've started thinking about having children, too, now that things are a bit more stable."

"Well, no, maybe not, but I still think it wouldn't hurt to get started!" he countered with far too much enthusiasm. "Besides, we're a few years behind our counterparts. For all we know, they're already working on Baby #3! If we want to catch up to them, we have to get started!"

Sheena rolled her eyes but couldn't keep the smile off her lips. "This isn't a contest, dear."

"For you, maybe." He grinned wickedly. "But I can't wait to be surrounded by an entire household full of beautiful women!"

"The other 'me' was right: that really does sound creepy coming from you," she muttered, but she had to force herself to bite back a laughter at his over-the-top stupidity, and no amount of effort, she discovered, could rein in her smile. And, well, it wasn't like his stupid thought hadn't already crossed her mind...just a little less stupidly than it apparently had in his. "However, while I'm not quite ready to turn this thing in yet," she lifted her wrist, around which hung the bracelet with the protective charm she'd been given that served as birth control, "and start working on making a baby, I'm...well, let's just say I'm not necessarily opposed to practicing for when we are ready."

Zelos took a step away from her, his eyebrows rising and his lips quirking upward. "Yeah?"

She gave him an innocent smile. That was one of many things their alternates had been right about: she really did like sex...at least with him. Every time they made love, it was always so much better than it had been with Orochi, so much more passionate, more pleasurable, more intimate, more all-encompassing, more meaningful, more...fun. It didn't even compare. She loved this idiotic man, she was definitely attracted to this idiotic man, and he went so far out of his way to make sure she enjoyed it that she knew he'd ruined her for life and no other man would ever come close to giving her what she experienced with him. Granted, she had yet to tell him that because she knew she'd just be inviting trouble, but...well, he didn't tease her mercilessly when it came to such things anymore, so what could it hurt to do so know?

"Well, I do quite enjoy 'practicing' with you..." she said, lifting her hands to his arms and trailing her fingers down his biceps.

Delight lit his eyes. "Oho, do you, now?"

Lifting herself up on her toes, Sheena gave him a quick kiss, and then she gave him what she hoped was a sultry, enticing, inviting, seductive smile—she hadn't had much experience with that side of her yet, but it felt right, and the way his smile broadened told her it was working. "Of course, that's assuming you aren't still dying to go back to bed..."

"Are you kidding?" he countered, his expression relaying how crazy he thought she was. "With the thoughts you're putting in my mind, woman, I wouldn't be able to sleep right now even if I wanted to. And believe me, right now I definitely don't want to."

"Yeah, that's what I thought." She bit lip and shifted one hand from his arm to his chest, trailing her fingers around his Cruxis crystal—a spot she'd learned was especially sensitive and good at turning him on—amazed even at herself for how forward and playful she was being. The man always had been able to bring out the most unusual, unexpected sides to her. She lifted her eyes back to his...but was surprised to find that his expression had softened and sobered into a serious, intense one that told her something was on his mind. Her eyes narrowed. "...What is it?"

Lifting his hand, he gently stroked her cheek. "Sheena, you know how much I love you, right? That I didn't marry you because of the sex, no matter how incredible it is?"

Sheena swallowed hard, her throat tightening and her heart melting. Oh, yeah, she knew. If sex was all he'd wanted, he wouldn't have had to stay with her at all, let alone marry her, to get that; after all, he'd had no lack of women willing to give him that before they'd started dating—women far more exciting and experienced and adventuresome than she would probably ever be. "I know. If that had been your reason, we never would've gotten married. And you know how much I love you too, right? That that's not why I married you, either?"

He smirked. "Wait, are you saying it wasn't because I was so drop dead sexy and gorgeous?"

She snorted. Such a typical Zelos comment, even though she knew he wasn't serious about that. She'd learned long ago to tell the difference between when he was being completely honest with her and when he was joking. "Nice try, but no...although I'd be dumb not to enjoy that particular aspect, too. No, I know why you married me, Zelos." His eyes narrowed curiously, prompting her to go on, and so she did. "You married me because we make each other happy, because I'm your best friend and your soulmate." She wasn't surprised to see his eyes widen, but before he could respond, she went on, wanting to say this before he could interrupt her, "I know that because you're mine, too."

And just like that, his face grew oh-so-happy—and shy, too. She suspected he was blushing a little, although she couldn't tell for sure in this dim light. "Heh. Y'know, that doesn't sound like something you would ever say. I mean, don't get me wrong, you're right, but it just...sounds more like something I would say than you. You do tend to get annoyed when I get sappy with you like that."

Yeah, she supposed she did. She was no different than her alternate in that way. But hearing about their alternates again tonight had reminded her of what that other 'her' had said about Zelos being her soulmate, and tonight, looking at him, she'd known she was right about that...it was something she had always known, if she was being honest with herself. They had always been tied together in an inexplicable yet unshakeable way, even when they'd been at their worst, and that was something that she knew, that she trusted, would never change. She wondered for a moment if that other 'her' had ever told her husband about what the fortuneteller in Triet had said, about how Zelos was just as much her soulmate as she was his. She hoped she had, but she would likely never know for certain and so it didn't pay to dwell on it. What she did know was that she could tell this Zelos how she felt about him, about how grateful she was for him and how excited she was about their future together, and so, awkward and uncharacteristic for her to do so or not, she would.

She smiled. "You know why that sounds more like something you would say than me? It's because you did say it."

The look he gave her made it obvious he had no idea what she was talking about. "...Have I been talking in my sleep? Because I really don't remember saying anything like that..."

Sheena shook her head, cutting him off. "No, not you. The other you. That's one of the things he said while he was here. It's one of the things my alternate said while she was here, too. And I agree with them. I love you, Zelos. I'm happy with you. And I can't imagine my life without you anymore. I don't want to live my life without you anymore." She lifted her eyes to his. "You are my soulmate, and the best friend I could ever ask for."

The look in his eye, the same awe and amazement and adoration she saw every time they made love, made her heart pound faster and her body yearn for him. And then he hugged her to him, holding her tightly, as if he was afraid to let her go for fear of losing everything they had found together. "I love you, too, Ayame...my soulmate."

And for a moment she just stood there, smiling, safe in his arms, returning the love and acceptance she knew he needed just as much as she did. But she'd started something earlier, too, before they'd ventured off on this tangent, and she fully intended to see it through. "Of course, soulmate or not, the sex really is that good," she murmured, once again infusing her words with a sultry tone as she pulled back enough to see his face.

Zelos tilted his head, considering that, a tiny smile likewise reappearing on his lips. "Well, yeah, that is very, very true."

Sheena lifted her fingers to his chest, trailing them along his impressive muscles. "And like I was saying, if we do plan on one day having a baby...well, I can't help thinking we could use a little more practice."

His lips curled even further upward, a wicked light beginning to glow in his eyes. "Sweetheart, I always think we could use more practice."

Yeah, she knew he did. And fortunately, her shift back to their original topic seemed to be working, based on the fire and hunger now burning in his gaze. She did her best to return that look. "And, well, I'm awake, and you're awake..."

He nodded, still watching her intensely, his hands sliding down to her hips and holding her close to him. "Both very good points..."

"And I'm game, and you're obviously game..."

"You have no idea how much," he murmured, leaning a little closer to her, his voice growing husky, sending tingles of fire and desire settling in the pit of her stomach. "So...what do you suggest we do about it? Play a board game?"

It took every ounce of strength she had not to burst out laughing. That, too, was so typically, endearingly Zelos, cracking jokes at even the most inappropriate of times. She lifted her eyes back to his, refusing to succumb to the shift in mood. "I had another game in mind, actually."

"Oh?" he asked, a single red eyebrow rising, although his voice grew huskier and his eyes darkened further. "Does it involve a board? Or game pieces?"

Their lips, Sheena noted, were mere inches apart now, and her body was feeling very, very hot, despite the cool night air around them. "Nope. No boards or game pieces necessary."

"Is that so?" he murmured. "Care to give me a hint?"

Giving him a wicked smile, she casually trailed her finger to the dead center of his chest and poked him, her eyes lifting back to his. "Tag. You're it." She immediately took a step backward and arched a challenging eyebrow at him, now grinning in full. "Good luck trying to catch me."

And with that—and with a giggle she was unable to restrain in time—she ran further into the woods. Once she was a safe distance away, still not hearing him follow her, she stopped and turned back to him, finding that he was staring at her not only in amazement, but with definite desire in his eyes, too, that told him he wouldn't be wasting much time before he came running after her. Sheena had no doubt that the thrill of the chase would turn him on—and not only that, but it would turn her on, too. Thanks to their natural, undeniable chemistry, it never took much, but that didn't mean this wouldn't help set the mood. Giving him one last grin, she darted off further into the woods, staying close enough to Mizuho and its night torches to have enough light that she didn't trip or accidentally fall into the river, yet far enough away that she wouldn't wake the villagers, and that time she could hear the unmistakable sound of his footsteps crunching in the leaves and brush as he followed her, swift as the wind.

He was her best friend, her lover, her partner, her companion, her husband, her soulmate, and the future father of her children. She wouldn't trade him, wouldn't trade this, for anything. She might not have found it if she hadn't been looking, if she hadn't opened herself to the possibility by overcoming her pride and making that wish tag, if she hadn't made every effort she had to fix the broken mirror that laid shattered between them. But in a moment of desperate weakness and then of firm resolution, she had, and now...well, now if life continued in the direction in which they were currently heading, if they didn't do anything that threatened to shatter the new mirror they had created, one that might not look like it had years ago, one that might not look like the mirror their counterparts had created in that alternate universe, but one that was solely theirs and that looked exactly like they wanted, made even stronger and more beautiful and special by the cracked glass they'd taken the time and effort to painstakingly reassemble, then she should never have to worry about losing all of this happiness and hope and fun and excitement ever again.

And really, what more could a girl wish for?

~Fin~