Note: Finally. I think I'm just about done. This chapter takes place 8 years after the last chapter, so they've already had their Jak III and Jak X adventures. Jak and Torn have adopted a little 3 year old named Jupiter, and all is well. This is the final chapter, so don't start begging me for another one. This fic has already gone on longer than anything I've ever written.

I don't own Jak and Daxter, just the doctor from the last chapter and Jupiter, the little girl. Yay.

For the final chapter, I think I'll start of with something from Foamy the Squirrel:

Germaine: Whoa...it's a toasted hand.

Foamy: WHAT DID I SAY ABOUT USING WAFFLES?!

"The Amityville Toaster, make breakfast spooky, Spooky talking toaster, spooky eating toast! Yum yum yum... human hand..."

Chapter 28 (The finale is upon us!)

"Jupie, no! Stay away from Papa's work. Come here!"

"Jak, could you control our daughter before she gets into the Haven files again? I already had to replace those once."

"Don't you think I'm trying?" Jak snatched up the little raven-haired girl as she picked up a manila folder. Jak gently pulled it out of her hands. "Jupiter, no going into Papa's work, ok?"

"I'd rather she not call me that."

"Well, she calls me 'Dad' so what else should she call you?"

"True." Torn grudgingly agreed. Jupiter giggled and clapped her hands. "Folder fun! Fun!"

"No, folder not fun. Papa has important work in there!" Jak said, wagging his finger scoldingly at the three-year-old.

"Folder have fun pictures." Jupiter said.

"Pictures? Torn, don't tell me you never replaced your picture files." Torn gave a nervous chuckle. "I still have trouble with words over three syllables. I'm only human." he said.

"Barely. Please, Torn, replace those files. Jupiter seems to find the pictures funny and by 'funny', I have no idea how. I don't know what's in those files." Jak said, walking away, complaining loudly when Jupiter pulled on his hair, which he'd grown back out so it hung lightly over his shoulders. "Ow! No, Jupie! Ow!" Torn chuckled and put all his files in the proper order.

"Time for a nap, Jupiter." Jak said, rubbing his scalp where Jupiter's little hands had yanked out a chunk of his hair.

"No nap! No nap!"

"Yes, nap, or Daddy's gonna be mad. Ok?"

"Noooo nap!" Jak sighed in half-defeat.

"Yes, nap." Jak said through gritted teeth.

"Story!" Jupiter demanded, pointing to a storybook called The Littlest Sea Fairy. Jak opened it up to a chapter he hadn't read to her yet. The reason all these children's books littered the little girl's bedroom was because they were all left over from when Torn was still learning to read. The Littlest Sea Fairy was the most worn out, having been the one Torn seemed to like the most, although Jak couldn't place why.

"The littlest sea fairy was flying over the ocean looking for her undersea friends..." Jak trailed off. Soon Jupiter was fast asleep. "Thank God." Jak said, kissing her lightly on the head and leaving the room.

Jak looked out the window onto the dirty city streets. He thought back to all his friends. He hadn't even seen Keira in five years, let alone the rest of the gang.

"Remembering the guys?" Torn asked softly, coming up behind him. "I haven't even seen Daxter since we won that final race in Kras city. It makes me wonder what's going on with them."

"I know what you mean."

- - - - - -

"Jimmy! Misha! Get out of there!"

"Oh, Daxter, let them be. There's nothing in there."

"I'd still they rather not go through my things." Daxter said, pulling his two little children out from his closet. They both looked exactly like him, one girl and one boy. One big happy Ottsel family. "But Daaaaad! We're playing hide and go seek!"

"not in my closet, you're not." Daxter scolded. He'd become much more mature in eight years, after fathering two children and getting married. There was a graying streak in his left ear now. Tess, having finished cleaning her paws in the basin, took Misha from Daxter and went to go put her down for a nap, motioning for Daxter to do the same with Jimmy.

After the children were put to bed, Daxter was looking out the window. "You know, Tess-baby, I just realized we haven't seen anyone in a really long time. I haven't even seen Jak in damn near five years now, and he was my best friend. I wonder what everybody is up to."

"I wonder too. Sometimes I wish we never went our separate ways."

"I wish that every second of life." Daxter replied.

- - - - - - -

Sig cracked a book and began to read. He'd gone back to college and was studying to be a real estate agent. He wore a simple white T-shirt now, his armor having been abandoned long ago. He had one a pair of sleep pants at the moment, and his eyelids began to droop as he began dreaming about his great adventures past. "I wonder what everybody is up to." He said to the air. "It's been a long time." He said, before drifting off to sleep.

- - - - - -

Kiera and Ashlien sat in Ashlien's apartment, eating ramen noodles out of the styrofoam container it came in. Keira hadn't been getting business in a while and she ran out of money, forcing her to contact Ashlien and ask for a place to stay. Ashlien said yes, but it turned out she was having trouble too and so they did everything they could to get by. "you okay? You look like you're not all here." Ashlien asked.

"Just remembering those adventures long ago."

"I remember those all the time. What do you think Jak and the others are doing?"

"I don't know, but knowing Jak, he's probably off doing something exciting."

"You never know. He could be living somewhere all calm and domestic-like, maybe raising a kid."

"With Torn? I don't think so. Torn hates kids, doesn't he?"

"Well, if Jak hit him in the head enough, maybe he'd change his mind." That got a chuckle out of both of them. "I wonder, though." Ashlien added.

"Come on, let's get some sleep. We need to go to work in a few hours."

"True that. Yeah." Ashlien stood up off the floor and went to her bunk.

- - - - - -

A letter appeared in the mail for all parties.

Hey guys! It's us! We had to go through hell to contact you all. Jak and I were talking about you all. We wonder... what are you guys up to? Want to come down and see us? Or we'll come to see you, that's fine too. You know what? Let's rent a big hall and have ourselves a reunion. It'll be great. Mail us back if you think that's a good idea, and even if you don't, mail us anyway so we know you're all still alive.

Love Torn and Jak

And so all parties went to the address seen on the envelope.

"Daddy! Knock on the door!" Jupiter called, listening to the distinctive knocking on the front door.

"Could you answer that, Jupie?" Jupiter opened the door and everyone was there. "Daddy! People!" Jak looked up and his eyes began to shine. "Guys!"

"Jak!" Kiera rushed in and gave him a hug. "Daddy?" Jak broke the hug and picked up his daughter. "Guys, this is Jupiter!" As they all greeted Jupiter, Torn came out of a hallway. "Jak, who's the-- Oh my God!" Torn got a huge smile on his face and rushed over. "We haven't seen you all in years! How have you been?"

"Well, I've gone back to college. Gonna be a real estate guy. 'Swhere the real money is."

"Tess and me got a couple of kids, here. Jimmy, Misha, say hello to Jak and Torn!"

"Hi-hi!"

"Hewwo!"

"Things are kind of tight with Keira and I. We don't have a lot of money, so we're roommates to bring in a little extra income."

Jak looked around at all his friends. They'd all gotten older, and some looked worse for wear. Daxter had a graying streak of fur behind his left ear going down into his tail, Tess' hairstyle was more mature and practical, Ashlien looked like she hadn't gotten sleep in a month. Keira had wrinkles on her forehead and around her eyes. Sig plain looked terrible. He looked like he hadn't slept in the last year, and he looked like he had a headache that he was trying desperately to conceal.

They all caught up, and they all confessed they wondered what was happening to the others. Jupiter came over and sat on Jak's lap. "Daddy? Papa can't find his inhaler, he asked me to ask you to find it."

"Tell Papa it's on top of the fridge where it always is. And tell him he's a numbskull." Jupiter hopped away and Jak could barely hear her say, "Daddy says 'it's on the fridge, numbskull'!" Torn sighed in exasperation.

"Torn needs an inhaler, now?"

"Well, he only has one lung. It makes sense. Oh! Speaking of Torn, this was perfect timing. His 40th birthday is tomorrow, but he's been getting so wrapped up in work, I bet he didn't even remember!"

"Surprise party!" Misha said. "Shhh! Let's kick him out tomorrow and when he comes back, we all jump out at him." Jak said.

"Great idea!" Keira said.

The next day, Torn was forcibly shoved out of the house, with the very explicit instructions to "go screw off until 3". Torn blinked, but did as he was told because he needed a little time off of work anyway. And besides, Jak was probably just cleaning the house, again, right?

Torn came back at three. He'd taken a nap on the roof of some abandoned building for a few hours, then gone off to the new strip mall downtown. He opened the door. "Oh, jeez. Why is it all dark?" He flicked on the light.

"Surprise!" Came the voices of multiple people. Torn gasped in surprise and began coughing. He sucked wind for a few seconds and looked up. "What the--"

"Happy birthday, Torn!" Jak said, holding out a cake with a big 40 on it in Precursor numerals. Torn began laughing. "You set all this up in six hours?"

"We worked double time. So...?"

"This is amazing. Hold on." Torn sucked on an inhaler for a second. "My God. Thank you." Jupiter tugged on Torn's leg. "Hmm?" Jupiter held out a little gift. "Aw, thank you." Torn said.

"You see? This is how a family should be." Jak whispered to himself.

They all decided to keep in touch for once. Numbers, e-mail addresses, house addresses, everything was exchanged and everyone promised to keep in touch.

When they all left, Torn looked at Jak and merely smiled.

END. Not END OF CHAPTER. Just END.

So... how did you like it? Longest damned chapter ever.