Five years later….

Leaning against the cool wood railing on the porch of their home, Jessica sipped on a mug of tea, watching her husband chop wood in the backyard. Setting the mug down, she pulled the large throw closer around her shoulders as she saw a few flurries starting to float down from the sky. The Montana weather contrasted greatly to the Georgia weather she was used to. Which would explain the thick sweater and blanket she had around her shoulders while Glenn was only wearing a flannel and vest. Her eyes watched intently as his muscular arms swung back the ax above his head before coming down, splitting the wood perfectly in two. She watched him go on in an almost perfect rhythmic pattern for close to a half hour before he finally set the ax down, taking a second to breathe before collecting some of the wood to take inside for the fireplace. Seeing him stop beside her, she leant up to give him a chaste kiss on the lips before allowing him to walk inside and set the wood down. Within seconds, he had returned to his spot standing next to her, with KC trailing hot on his heels. Looking up at him, she took a second to study his face in the outside light; he hadn't changed much. His hair was still in a style similar to the military cut he always had, but he had kept it as is when he returned, meaning it was still short on the sides and thicker and longer on the top. Some grey streaks had made their way into the sides of his hair, but the longer, brown, curly hair that sat atop his head still remained untouched by the grey. The stubble had remained as well, though he claimed it kept his face warm, Jessica knew that he kept it like that for her.

Tilting her head to the side, she laughed a bit and ruffled his hair, watching the snowflakes flutter back into the air. His gloved hand captured hers, and he brought it up to his mouth and placed a kiss on the back of it, "You look cold, go in and start a fire, I'll be in shortly." He was right, she was freezing. Nodding her head, she hurried inside the small wood house they had bought and renovated. Both Glenn and Jessica realized that they didn't need a large house worth millions to live in, what mattered was how it looked, inside and out, that would make them both happy. Walking into the living room, Jessica approached the large fireplace that sat in one of the walls and started a fire. Plopping herself down onto an oversized couch, she waited for Glenn.

Pulling the gloves off his tired, calloused hands, Glenn set them down on the bench that was built into the porch. Taking a second to look out at the beautiful setting sun between the trees that littered their backyard, he realized that he had finally found peace. Calling up KC, he sprinted up the steps and into the house, with Glenn following him, closing the door behind them. Taking a look around the room, he smiled. It was a perfect rustic setting, almost straight out of a magazine. He and Jessica made sure their home had both their personalities in it, and the end result was a warm, welcoming, gorgeous interior. Shedding the vest, he set it on the coat rack and sauntered over to Jessica who was curled up on the couch, watching the fire. Sitting next to her, he bent over, taking his boots off and setting them to the side before leaning back into the leather of the couch, stretching his arms over his head. Letting out a long breath, he felt Jessica shift so she was leaning against his chest, his warmth immediately radiating into her. Taking the blanket and pulling it so that it was covering both of them, he kicked his legs up onto the coffee table and wrapped an arm around Jessica. The two sat in silence, watching the flames of the fire lick the brick that enclosed it.

A while later, Glenn shifted so that Jessica was situated on his lap. A wide smile broke out on his face as he took her left hand and played with the gold band that adorned her finger, "Five years ago today, I married the most gorgeous, stunning, beautiful, kindest person to ever come into my life. There isn't a day that goes by that I don't feel like I'm the luckiest man in the world. You made that happen, you made me feel this way, Jessica. I don't think there's enough words in the English language to describe how I feel, but there's always a way I can show you just how much you mean to me." Lifting her up in his strong arms, he placed a passionate kiss on her lips as he slowly walked his way to their bedroom. Reaching the bedroom, Glenn set Jessica down, but kept an arm around her as he shut the door. The soft click of the door closing resonated through the small house, signaling the events that were to happen behind that door.

Holding Jessica against his chest, Glenn stroked her back slowly as he allowed his mind to wander. Seven years and counting… He couldn't believe so much had changed in his life in such little time. He always thought he'd die alone, working until his last breath at the CIA. All of that changed when he met Jessica. She opened up his eyes to a new beginning, a second chance at life for him. The hardships he had endured his entire life were being drowned out more and more as each day he spent with Jessica came and went. Feeling her stir on top of him, he hugged her a bit, never wanting to let her go. Soon enough, she was face to face with him, smiling down at him. Her eyes were sparkling and she spoke out the words he had longed to hear his entire life; "I love you, Glenn Jacobs." Laying a hand on her cheek, he brought her face to his, his lips only a breath away from hers, "And I love you, Jessica." Sealing his statement with a kiss, he closed his eyes. He was married, owned a house, lived care-free and spent every day with the woman he loved. Glenn had finally found peace.

Well, guys. This is it. The final chapter of Glenn and Jessica has been completed. For one of the first stories I've written, I'm very proud of it. I'm also sad to see it end. But, as they say, all good things must come to an end eventually. Thank you to those who followed this story since the beginning, I truly appreciate it!