Disclaimer: I have come to the conclusion I will never own Flashpoint. So sad.

Authors Note: Well here we come to the Epilogue of the first part of our journey. I will continue to use this story as their adventure continues. I just felt it wouldn't be right creating another new story for the second season. I will just keep adding to this one. I hope you don't mind, this chapter is just short and sweet. Wrapping up most loose ends for the moment. The second part is going to start off very slow. Then take off. Lots of stuff happens in our second season. Lots of angst and sad times ahead. So I hope you make it through!

Perfect Day.

It had been 4 weeks since the shooting, and 3 weeks since the surgery. Rebecca had stayed in the hospital and kept Jules company, having her room switched to be with the other SRU officer. Jules was ecstatic. Waking up after major trauma was already hard, but having a close friend near made it easier. It also gave Jules some much needed girl time, having talked about Sam and the decisions she would have to make, it was nice that Rebecca was able to give her fellow friend some peace.

Things were slowly getting back to normal.

Rebecca sat in a comfortable chair next to Spikes mother as she watched her boyfriend face off his brother and nephews at soccer. She had recovered from her surgery but her doctor had insisted on taking it easy. Which in Italian means invite the family over and have a big picnic.

Spike's younger brother Giovanni and his wife Maria, along with their 3 kids were joining them. Rebecca loved watching the Scarlatti family in action. There was never a dull moment.

"So you are feeling better?" Maria asked as she bounced the tiny Isabella Scarlatti in her lap.

Rebecca nodded and took a sip of her water, "Much. I was actually cleared for work a week ago but I've been taking some time off."

"Which she needs!" Michelina quipped, "She works to hard."

Rebecca laughed and rolled her eyes.

"Now. Il mio bambino. When are you and my Michaelangelo going to give me some grandchildren!"

Rebecca about spit up her drink, Maria gasped and then laughed.

"Ma! You can't just go around asking that!" She gave Rebecca a sympathetic look, "The night Gio and I celebrated our 1 year of dating she asked him when he was going to make an honest woman out of me."

"Ay I did! It worked too. He got down on one know just two weeks later!" Mrs. Scarlatti beamed.

"I-…" Rebecca looked at Spike and sighed, she looked back at her pseudo mother in law and gave her a sad smile. "I don't think kids, or marriage even are in the cards right now mama."

Michelina rolled her eyes and waved Rebecca off, "Nonsense. He loves you, you love him, its simple. Time to get married. Have kids. Vivere felici e contenti!"

Rebecca just shrugged. "I would love to settle down, raise a family. I just don't think Michaelangelo is very interested."

Maria shrugged, "Gio didn't want kids. I told him if we got married, kids were part of the deal. It worked out in my favor." She laughed nodding over to her two sons currently beating up their dad and uncle. Rebecca smiled and pinched Isabella's cheeks.

"She certainly is a beauty."

Maria beamed, "Yeah. I think I'll keep her."

"Can I hold her?" Rebecca quietly asked. Maria practically shoved the baby into Rebecca's arms.

"I insist, hold the rug rat. It would be nice to eat my lunch without my precious knocking everything over.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*.

Spike and his brother were drinking some water and resting while standing away from the group. His nephews messing around with Spartacus on the grass, enjoying themselves. Giovanni caught sight of Rebecca holding his daughter and nodded Spike in that direction.

"You know Rebecca, looks very natural holding that baby Michaelangelo"

Spike took a sip of his water; he turned a bit from his brother and looked at his girlfriend. She was having a silent conversation with her would be niece. He wanted to hide the smile but Giovanni caught it.

"Ay! Ay" Gio pointed, "Look at that grin…shall we be expecting little Scarlatti's anytime soon?"

Spike shook his head and whipped some sweat on his pants, "I'd rather get a rock on her ringer first"

"Yeah, that is taking some time, weren't you going to pop the question months ago?"

Spike nodded, "Yeah, but then the health thing happened, and then her almost dying kind of put a pause on the step toward matrimony."

"I can imagine."

"It was rough Gio, thinking she was dead. I've never more scared in my life."

Giovanni nodded and tossed his water bottle into his gym bag, "I can imagine. I would never be able to do what you guys do. Especially as a couple. If anything happened to Maria, or the kids."

"Which was my point to Rebecca. It's dangerous, our job, this life. How can we bring kids?"

Gio raised his eyebrow, "You wouldn't be the first SRU officer with family Michaelangelo."

"I know-"

"So then, do it.!"

Spike laughed, "How come you always have the answers, I'm the genius."

Giovanni nodded, "Only in science. I am the genius of life. Seriously though Mike, You're only 35. I say take the plunge, take that risk. If there is anyone I know who can surpass the most difficult challenge it would be you."

Spike smiled at his brother. How come he always knew the right things to say. He turned back to look at Rebecca now tickling the young baby who was cooing with happiness. He would be lying if he didn't think she would be a wonderful mother. His heart swelled with a need, he wanted that. We wanted the family.

"Mike?" His brother spoke up.

Spike turned towards his brother, breaking the trance.

"Yeah?"

"Kind of lost you for a minute. Everything alright?"

Spike smiled, "I think everything is going to be just fine."

They took the kids and walked back over to the rest of the family.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*.

Hours later they were sitting in Rebecca's living room. Her first time home since the surgery, it felt somewhat strange to be back. Spike was resting on the corner with Rebecca's body resting on his chest. Spartacus knocked out in his dog bed on the floor. Everyone had disbanded earlier from the Scarlatti house after the picnic, now back at Rebecca's they were now enjoying each other's company with some peace and quiet.

"You took my breath away when you were with Isabella you know that…" Spike whispered in her ear, Rebecca smiled.

"She is a wonderful little baby…they did good"

"That they did…"

They were quiet for a minute before Spike spoke again.

"How does Rebecca Scarlatti sound?" He asked

"Hmmm" She nuzzled against his chest, he rubbed her back, "…I hope this isn't your idea of a proposal?"

He shook his head, "Just testing the waters"

She shrugged, "I think…." She traced her finger in light circles over his chest, "I think it sounds perfect"

"Is that so…and what about little Rebecca's and baby Spikes?"

Rebecca sat up slowly and turned to look at Spike, "What's gotten into you?" She asked slightly amused.

Spike shrugged. "I've been thinking about it actually. Since the argument."

"Spike-"

"No, Rebecca. Hear me out. When you got shot, it sucked. My life ceased to matter in those moments I thought you might have been dead. Gio got me thinking today. Life is short, I don't want to see you unhappy because we waited. I know you want kids, and seeing you today, holding my niece, it made me realize I want it. I want it all with you."

Pepper smiled and grazed her lips over her boyfriend before whispering.

"You Michaelangelo Scarlatti…. surprise me. And I am in no hurry"

He nodded, "And what if I asked you?"

"Asked me what?" She said with a seductive smile.

"Asked you to be Mrs. Scarlatti?"

"Hmm" She sat back as if she had to think about it, "Well…I definitely" She gave him a kiss between speaking, "Wouldn't…. say…. no"

She got up from the couch and stretched. Spike looked at her with passion filled eyes.

"And where are you going?"

"To bed, you may have the weekend off, but I have to go grocery shopping in the morning before some old lady steals the best bread."

"And you're just going to leave me all alone?"

She laughed and leaned down, "I never said you couldn't join me in bed" Spike took the queue and captured her lips. Not breaking their embrace he stood up from the couch before lifting her in his arms. He broke away long enough to speak.

"Mmm. How about tomorrow we skip the grocery shopping and I promise to make sure you are well stocked up." He trailed light kisses down her neck, slowly unbuttoning her top as he went farther. She closed her eyes and allowed him more access. Moaning in approval.

"Well. How can I say no to that?"

He held her in his arms and stared into her baby blues, "I'm never letting go." He stated.

She just gave her a million dollar smile and kissed him long and hard, "I'm never letting go." She whispered across his lips.

It was the first time in a long time, either of them felt at peace.

Rough Translations.

Il mio bambino - My baby

Vivere felici e contenti - Live happily ever after

Authors Note: STAY TUNED FOR PART 2! The dreaded second season.

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