Sweet epilogue :) R&R?

I can't sleep tonight. (Okay, I have slept a little, maybe three hours.) Why? I can't let go of the ghost version of Alessandra, my mom. My tiara sits on my dresser, and I love being the Queen of the Wild. I sigh, wondering what to do. I couldn't forget today's events.

Zach admitting he killed my mom... Screw him.

Him liking Aviva... Worst couple ever.

The ghost of Alessandra... What even happened?!

Chris, do it soon? Do what?!

True Queen of the Wild? It's just a nickname...

Martin, don't feel alone? Does Martin have a girlfriend or something?

I sigh, again, knowing I wouldn't be getting any sleep. Luna is sleeping in the main room, and I walk out to go see her. Somehow she always seems to cheer me up. I pet her, but she was way tired. Who knows what Zach did to her before we could get to her?! I just sit on the circular table. I'll wait the night out... even if it is only 2 AM. This will be a long night.

"Leilani?"

I look over to the left, and see Chris, my adoptive dad. I sigh and lie down on the circular table. Of course. I couldn't just sit around by myself.

"Hey, Chris. 'Sup?"

"Why are you still up?" Chris asks, sitting down in Aviva's chair.

"Could ask the same to you." I smirk. "Can't sleep. Thinking about... her. And Zach."

"Alessandra?" Chris raises an eyebrow.

"Yeah," I answer, sitting up. "She came back. As a ghost. And Zach just... left! Ugh, it's getting to me. I still miss her, I guess. I miss all of them!"

"I know what you're feeling." Chris walks over and puts his arm around me. "Aviva and I dated all through middle and high school. Then we broke up because we went to different colleges, but still kept loosely in contact. Apparently she had dated other guys, but I couldn't get her out of my head. And then we started realizing we still liked each other."

"What did Alessandra mean- do it soon?" I look up at him.

"I'm going to propose to her."

FINALLY! I think.

"She'll so say yes!" I squeal. "You two are perfect for each other. I mean, who else stays with their love for that long?"

"Do you think she'll say yes?" Chris looks over at me.

"I know she'll say yes!" I exclaim.

Chris smiles in relief. "Good. I just don't know how or where or even what to do to propose! I already asked her parents, and they've said yes. Now she has to say yes. And, oh, god, what if I stink at parenting you?"

I roll my eyes. "Chris Kratt, you've done a great job, from what I can tell, parenting me. And it's not like you're going to get any worse. Go to the jewelry shop, buy a ring, and then pick how to propose. On the Tortuga would work. Aviva loves it here!"

"What if I screw it up?" Chris asks. "Say something wrong?"

"You won't!" I turn him to face me, and look him in the eyes, dead serious. "You can do this!"

"What if Alessandra was wrong?" Chris raises an eyebrow. "And Aviva says no?"

I scoff. "My mom's hardly ever wrong. If she's been watching, which I know she has, she knows you'll do great. Come on, Chris, you got this! It's Aviva you're talking about, the girl you've loved since middle school! Maybe even before that! You. Are. Perfect. For. Her! Come on, Chris, it's not like you're Donald Trump and you screw up everything you do!" (A/N: NO OFFENSE TO TRUMP SUPPORTERS!)

Chris laughs. "Since when are you into politics?"

"I'm not." I laugh, then face the big screen in front of me. "I just hear it wherever I go. Trust her. Alessandra. She knows what she's talking about. If she says that I'm the true Queen of the Wild, I believe her. She's one of those nice people who just can't help it."

"You look like her, you know." Chris looks over at me. We lock eyes, and I know we're the same height, but I still can't get used to it. He's either short and I'm tall or I'm just tall. (I don't memorize guy heights.)

"Yeah. I miss her." Suddenly, I study the floor. It seems happier then this conversation right now...

"I'm sure you do." Chris wraps me into a hug. "I would, too."

And suddenly I cry. It's the first time in a few years. I've learned not to cry, but think about other things. My tears soak Chris' shirt, and he just stands there, hugging me. I don't deserve a family like them. He brushes a loose strand of hair out of my face.

"Shh, Leilani," he whispers. "You've got us now. Even she knows that."

"I know," I whimper. "I miss her. And my dad. And Marcy."

"Yeah. I know."

We just stand there for a few more minutes. Then I pull back and sit on the table again.

"So... Aviva..."

"Yeah... Are you sure she'd say yes?" Chris asks, obviously nervous.

"I know she will. We're going back to America tomorrow. And you are getting the ring." I smirk, wiping the tears with my shirt. "Even if I have to fly this Tortuga by myself."

"Okay," Chris laughs. "Maybe not tomorrow, but soon."

"Thanks, Chris. I love you guys." I smile, then hug Chris.

"So are you still Leilani Corcovado or Leilani Kratt?" Chris asks, hugging back.

"Hmm... Maybe Leilani Corcovado-Kratt."

"I love you too, Leilani Corcovado-Kratt."

So next, as you probably guessed it... CAVIVA WEDDING :3 Feel free to PM me ideas, and I'll credit you if I use them. Thanks for all the reviews!