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The windows made harsh noises as the wind whipped the freezing rain against them. Lightning split the sky and thunder boomed so loud that the bed shook.
Haruhi woke up, but felt no fear, only the shock of having the bed move under her. Sitting up she rubbed the sleep from her eyes and then softly slipped out of the room, careful to not awaken Mori.
He slept like a log; nothing could wake him up, except for the sound of one of their children crying.
Slipping down the hall she poked her head in one room. Akari slept just like her father. Nothing would wake her up or keep her awake, not even the knowledge that tomorrow was her first day at Tokyo University.
Haruhi smiled as she gazed at her oldest child. Akari had grown up so fast. She had been born less than a year after Mori and Haruhi got married. She had dreams of following her mother into law and nothing was going to stop her.
Softly shutting the door she moved down the hall to check on Fuyuki. He was a lot like his father, even at the age of twelve: strong, silent, and always protective of his cousins, Genji and Fusao – Hunny and Reiko's twin sons. The only difference between him and his father was the sarcastic streak of humor he'd gained from his mother.
Like his sister and father he was sleeping right through the storm. Nothing was going to wake him up. Haruhi walked over and covered him up and then moved to the room of her last child.
Konami was a very calm and serious three year old – except during Thunderstorms. Like her mother before her she was terrified them. Sure enough, when Haruhi looked inside she found Konami huddled under the blankets, shivering.
Taking a seat on the bed Haruhi pulled her baby girl into her arms. "Shhh… It's alright Ami. Mommy's here. The storm can't hurt you."
Konami snuggled further into Haruhi's arms, gripping Haruhi with a rather strong grip for a three year old.
Haruhi carefully stood up, Konami still in her arms, and walked back to the room she shared with Mori. Just as they were entering there was another huge boom and Konami screamed in fright.
Mori was instantly up and across the room, taking Konami from Haruhi's arms. All he said was, "Ami," and she quieted down some. He tenderly cradled her in his arms and took a seat on the bed, rocking her gently and making soft crooning noises.
Haruhi smiled at the sight. Even with the streaks of grey in his hair he still looked almost like he had when she had married him nineteen years earlier.
Moving across the room she sat next to Mori and rested her head on his arm as their youngest drifted off to dreamland.
"I love you," she whispered softly.
Mori simply leaned over and gave her a soft kiss in response. He had only ever said he loved her with words once, in the courtroom that first time, but he had said it without words a million times since then.
Author's Note: Well, it's over. I hope the epilogue is enjoyable. I considered doing when they get engaged or married, but decided this was better. It fit them more and illustrated how Haruhi had gotten over her fear of storms. Someone asked me if I was going to do a sequel to this and I'm not sure. If I do it won't be like Continuing, it will be about their daughter, Akari, and will be titled "Times Keep on Changing" so keep your eyes out. I make no promises though.
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This story doesn't have any notes, plans, or outlines. I just wrote each chapter after rereading the previous one. Could you tell?
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