A/N: Hey guys. Sorry for my lack of updating of this story recently. I had some problems with my laptop a few weeks ago and have been busy putting everything back onto my harddrive. I was going to keep this story going for longer, but I've decided to have this be the last chapter for two reasons: one I found it hard to get back into writing it, and two there are other projects I'd like to work on. I would like to thank you all for reading and reviewing. It's been a pleasure to write this story and I hope you've loved every second of it. As always, I'd love to know what you think about this chapter, so if you've got time leave a review. It isn't a first, per se, but an end of sorts of Emily being so out-of-sync with the rest of the modern world, and a link in to some of later-set chapters. It is, however, quite a bit shorter than I would have liked it to be.

That Happily Ever After

The 21st century had a lot of gadgets. Some of them, Emily got to grips with through working at the ARC – being able to use phones, cars, guns, computers, the locking mechanism, GPS, the dating calculator and the comms were all essential parts of the job.

CD players and iPods were quite simple to work too and Emily loved using them once she knew how. They were great for parties as well as when she was working out in the ARC gym.

It was the camera she loved the most. Once she took that first shot, she was addicted to it. She had to take the perfect picture. The walls of the flat she and Matt shared were filled with prints. There were ones of Matt trying to hide from the camera or pulling stupid faces. There were ones of their friends at the ARC, all of them standing together after a successful job. There were photos of holidays, photos of Tiddles the cat, photos of beautiful places. There were wedding shots, happy occasions.

Looking at the walls, it was like seeing life unfold before your very eyes, Emily thought. When Robert was born, she was quick to snap pictures of him too. There were ones of him soundly sleeping, ones of him awake and staring at the camera, gurgling and smiling. There were photos of him with Matt, photos Matt had taken of Robert and Emily. There were even pictures of Robert with the rest of the team. Somehow someone had managed to catch Lester bouncing the baby boy on his knee. His first Christmas was recorded in prints too. That year he was given his own miniature black security vest by his Uncle Becker, along with some baby booties by his Auntie Jess and he was wearing them in the pictures.

"Perhaps you should cut back a bit on the pictures," Matt suggested one afternoon as he stuck up the latest set of prints. It was costing them a fortune in all the photo paper and ink for the printer. "We're going to run out of wall space soon."

"Perhaps we should get a bigger flat," Emily murmured in reply as she deposited Robert, who was now a toddler, onto his playmat.

"There is nothing bigger than a flat. Well except a house, but that would be too big for just the three of us."

Emily nodded slowly. "Well, except it might not always be just the three of us…"

She waited a few moments for the penny to drop.

"Are…Are you saying that…that you're pregnant again?" Matt asked, feeling numb with shock.

Emily smiled and nodded, watching as Matt rushed forwards and lifted her into the air.

"House it is," he confirmed. "Ready to start hunting for one?"

A few days later, Matt returned from the estate agent's with a collection of papers in his hands. Emily and he sat down together, going through the houses and deciding which ones they would go and see.

It took months for them to find the right house but once they did it was perfect. There was a large garden for Robert and, when he or she came along, his brother or sister to play in. The house itself had three rooms and a study that could be converted if needed. White-washed, it had ivory scaling the walls and really seemed to fit the family.

Moving in took a week, but once they were settled it was marvellous. In those summer months Emily was on maternity leave, she would sit in the garden teaching and playing with Robert. Matt installed a swing in the back garden and a sand pit too, which Robert seemed to spend all his time in.

When Emily finally gave birth to Lily, one of the bedrooms was already an active nursery and Matt was able to take a few days off to spend with his family. The four of them were sitting outside on one sunny day, Emily rubbing sun cream into Robert's face. Whilst Matt took Robert out and played with him with one of those plants that randomly sprayed water, Emily took a picture on her camera of Lily, sleeping under a parasol on a picnic blanket.

A/N: So what did you think? Again, a quick thanks for reading and reviewing this story!