Disclaimer: "I do not own Teen Wolf. The show, the characters, and any quotes from the show belong to Jeff Davis and his amazing team of writers. I only own Nixie, and anything I make her do or say."

And I'm interrupting again. Just a tiny warning. So, the intermission chapter was definitely the most M chapter in this whole story (in my opinion at least). However, there is going to be mention of some things in this chapter, and things implied here, that are M worthy. Again, I didn't go into any great details (nothing that I think would be against the rules of the cite. If someone disagrees, let me know); you will have to use your wonderful imaginations to visualize anything more intimate than what I have written.

Anyways, so you've been warned. And I'm sorry for interrupting again. But as this is the last chapter of this story, I can promise that it won't happen again! ;) Enjoy!

Chapter 12: Epilogue

Malia and Lydia both turn to look as Nixie pulls into the parking lot next to their cars. Parking her bike and pulling off her helmet, she looks at both of them and asks, "What?"

Lydia quickly masks her confused look and says, "Nothing." "Oh, don't give me that. What were you expecting when I pulled up."

Lydia shrugs, but Malia answers honestly, "We thought Jordan would drop you off this morning. Maybe to further assert that you're his girlfriend now and you're taken."

Nixie blushes a little and says, "He knows he doesn't have to do that. Besides, that's what this is for." She gestures to the hickey on her neck, and then links arms with Lydia as they start walking towards the school.

Once inside, Lydia asks Nixie, "So, how is Stiles?" "He's fine. He and his dad talked about it, and it's probably a sure fire bet that Stiles is going to shoot for a future career in law enforcement." Lydia nods and as she leans against the lockers, waiting for Nixie to get her books, she asks, "And you?"

Nixie closes her locker and leans back against it as well before saying, "I could see myself as a cop. I could. But… I don't think that's what would make me happiest." Lydia tilts her head and says, "You love protecting people. That's what you do." "I love protecting the people closest to me. And yeah, the rest of the world too, but you guys are top priority, always."

Lydia smiles and nods that she knows that. Nixie then shrugs and says, "But… and I might still change my mind and decide to become a cop. I could do that." Malia comes up on her other side and asks, "But…"

Nixie looks at both of them, and then says, "The feeling I got from healing people, from taking their pain and their injuries away… that made me feel really good. And I mean… Scott… when he was dying… when he was basically dead… I brought him back to life… I saved him!"

Lydia smiles at the light shining in Nixie's now excited eyes. Nodding, Lydia asks, "So… nurse?" "I think so. I think doctor would be stretching the boundary a bit. I mean… I'd be in charge of so many lives and I wouldn't want to let anyone die. And… I mean… I can heal and take injuries, but I'm not God. I'm sure there's a limit to what I'm supposed to be willing to do with my abilities. But as a nurse… like Melissa… I can be there when I'm most needed. I can help the doctors save patients and I can be an inside woman for us in the future. You know, in case Melissa ever retires."

Malia nods and says, "I can see you as a nurse." "Thanks!"

Lydia laughs a little and says, "But none of us are going to be getting anywhere if we don't hurry up and get to class. Come on."

"But she'll be back. She still has to graduate." Nixie sighs as Lydia comments on Kira's untimely departure. They'd thrown her a small kind of goodbye party last night at Stiles' house. As much as they would've all liked to have seen her off, they knew she wouldn't want that. So Scott was the only one that went with her to drop her off in the desert.

Nixie almost went anyway, to assure for herself that the skinwalkers weren't going to break their promise and somehow hold Kira captive in the desert forever. But Kira assured her that the skinwalkers hadn't forgotten what they'd told her, and while they might be a little strange at times, they were women of their word. Kira wasn't a prisoner. She was just going to need to be with them for a while.

Stiles slips his backpack on as they head out the door and says, "That's the thing though, I don't know if she does. I mean, at least right away… When we started this school year, I was so stressed about everyone ending up in the same place after we graduate. But I don't think it matters. You know? We always seem to find each other anyway."

Putting an arm around Nixie, he adds, "And it doesn't hurt that there's no way in hell Nixie would ever let us completely fall apart again." Nixie smiles and says, "The confidence is appreciated." Stiles smiles back and says, "Even Alison in the end."

Both girls freeze where they're standing, and Stiles turns to look at them and asks, "Scott didn't tell you?" Nixie rolls her eyes and says, "If I can't keep secrets, how come everyone else gets to?" Stiles gives her a look and says, "I'm sure it just slipped his mind. Anyway, it was in the tunnels, right before you guys got there. When Sebastien had his hand around Scott's throat. The guy probably didn't even know what he was doing? His claws got into Scott's neck. He was going to kill him, but then he stopped and he said a name…"

Nixie blinks and then says, "Marie-Jeanne. I heard him say that. But I didn't understand…" Lydia nods and says, "He saw Scott's memories." Stiles adds, "He saw Alison." Lydia can't help grin a little bit as she says, "They must've looked like each other. I mean, maybe exactly like each other."

Stiles nods to Lydia and then turns to Nixie and says, "It gave Scott a chance to break free. She saved him. Alison saved his life." Nixie smiles a little and says, "She saved all of us." Stiles smiles back, and then says, "Come on. Scott's waiting for us in the library. By the way Lydia… he was wondering if you maybe had any ideas on how he might still put in an application to that scholarship? He knows he missed the deadline, but…"

Nixie ducks her head a little, and then says, "Okay… probably should've mentioned it earlier, but Scott didn't miss the deadline." Stiles looks to her and says, "Um… he said he did. He didn't even start to fill out the application. I saw it. Completely blank." "He didn't fill out his application that he picked up. I grabbed one too."

Lydia and Stiles both pause where they're now standing behind chairs at the library table. Staring at her in surprise, Lydia asks, "You filled out an application for Scott and turned it in? How did you…" And now Nixie rolls her eyes and says, "Oh please. Stiles has been forging his dad's signature for years. I've been trained by the best. And anyways, I kept the deadline on my own calendar at home to make sure I remembered it too. And when it looked like Scott wasn't going to have time to get it done… I just… I did it myself. Anyways, so he's in. One problem solved. Now… about this damn paper we still need to write."

Scott's arms lock around her from behind for a moment, the hug so tight that Nixie feels the air leave her lungs in surprise. Then Scott turns her around and with a huge smile on his face, he says, "Nixie, thank you so much." She just hugs him back and says, "Of course. That's what I'm here for." Stiles raises an eyebrow and asks, "Forging signatures?"

Nixie rolls her eyes at Stiles question, and then says, "No. Being awesome and keeping you people safe and happy. Now, I say again, how about we get on finishing this damn paper."

Nixie is nearly done with the paper she was writing, highlighting another line in her book so she remembers where she quoted it from, when they all hear a siren briefly sound off twice from the parking lot.

Standing up and moving to the windows, Nixie grins at seeing Jordan slide out of his cruiser and move to lean against the side, waiting for her. Dashing back to the table to pack up her stuff, she says, "I gotta go guys." Stiles perks up and smirks before asking, "Is he taking you to jail? Is he going to cuff you? Are you kinky that way?"

Nixie sticks her tongue out at him and then says, "You would like to know, wouldn't you?" Eyes widening, he says, "Oh God, no not really. Now I'm going to have that mental image burned in my head forever." "Well, you shouldn't have brought it up then."

Hugging Lydia, she says, "I'll see you guys tomorrow." "Be safe." "I'm riding with a cop. How much safer could I be?"

Outside, Nixie tosses her bag into the backseat of his cruiser and asks, "Are we going home first so I can drop off my bike?" "Actually, if you aren't opposed, we'll put that in the extended trunk and just head out from here. I have reservations in three hours and we have a stop to make before we go eat so we probably don't have time to swing by the house."

Nixie pauses at that, and then turns to him and says, "I'm not dressed for any place that would require you to make a reservation." "I also have a bag of clothes in the back seat for you. A variety of stuff. Pick whatever you want." Narrowing her eyes at him, she asks, "What exactly is the occasion for this?"

Taking her hand, drawing her closer to stand in front of him, he says, "To take you on a date that isn't three counties over. And to spend the evening with you here, in public, without your friends having to be present so the world doesn't wonder if we're a couple."

She stares up at him a moment more, and then smiles gently and says, "I love you." He smiles back and says, "I love you too. Does that mean this is okay?" "This is wonderful. Though I do seriously doubt wherever we're going is going to be able to match your cooking skills. You've spoiled me too often for that."

Chuckling, he says, "I'll grab your bike." But she links her arms around his neck, and asks, "Where are we going?" "That is a surprise." "Jordan…" "Nixie…"

She bites her lower lip, and Jordan groans and says, "Don't do that." She laughs and asks, "Why not?" "You know why. And we're in the school parking lot."

And yes, that is true. And yes, he's been giving her space on that front. Though Malia was waiting for the day he would drive her to school, making sure everyone knew who Nixie was with, he left the extent of his claim on her to the hickeys he put on her neck.

But, Jordan's point has still been in Nixie's mind. She's eighteen, and in school or not, there's nothing anyone can do anymore. She's old enough to date whoever she wants. And that includes Jordan.

Sliding one hand up to run through his hair, she bites her lower lip again and says, "I know." And then she pulls him down to kiss her.

His surprise only lasts for a moment, and then his arms are wrapping around her waist, pulling her directly up against his body. Tilting his head to deepen the kiss, he ignores the sudden sound he hears somewhere in the distance.

But when Nixie starts laughing, he pulls back to see what it is. And the sound he'd heard that she'd distracted him from at first was a cat call from Stiles, a series of high pitched whistles from Scott, and a beaming Lydia who was clapping, along with several others who had come out to see why a siren had gone off to call Nixie outside.

Chuckling along with her, pressing his forehead to hers, he asks softly, "You ready?" "Uh-huh." They pile her bike into the trunk, and as Jordan is walking her back to her side, opening the door for her as usual, she asks as offhandedly as possible, "Did you happen to bring home a pair of cuffs from work?" Raising an eyebrow, he says, "Yes. There's always a pair on my belt. Why?" "No reason. Stiles just mentioned something that has me intrigued."

Raising an eyebrow, Jordan says teasingly, "I can't wait to hear what that is. But later. Much later."

When they first pulled up to Eichen, Nixie wasn't sure what they were doing. She thought maybe the pit-stop he had to make was somehow work related, which was fine. He was technically taking half of the day off in order to take her to dinner. It wouldn't be surprising if Noah or someone else at the office had given him one last assignment before officially setting him free for the evening.

But then he opened her door for her and got her to come in with him. He still had his badge on him, which he showed to an orderly so they could start working their way down to the lower levels. But apart from that, Jordan was dressed in street clothes now, so he didn't look the part of a deputy.

And then he started walking her down a few familiar turns and hallways, until they were heading down the hall for Naomi's room. Nixie pauses at the end of it, and Jordan turns to look at her and asks, "Hey. You alright?" "Yeah. I'm fine."

He watches her a moment more, and then comes up to her and cups her face in his hands. Kissing her tenderly, nibbling on her bottom lip a little until he feels her relax more in his arms, he then pulls back and says, "It'll be fine. Show her your eyes." "I don't even know how that worked the last time. How do we know…" "We don't know that it'll work again. But if you don't try… you aren't going to figure out that it will either."

So here she is; standing in front of her mother's room. And she's broken again, her body twitchy and her eyes wild as she scans the room. And the minute Naomi sees Nixie, she jumps up and asks with a cruel smile, "Hello darling! Do you want to play?"

Nixie lights up her silver eyes, for a moment still terrified that her mother will just beat her head against the window and demand to play again. But relief floods her system as Naomi's gaze becomes clearer, her body relaxing and a gentleness entering her features that Nixie recognizes as her true mother.

Jordan watches it too, and then grins and steps aside so Nixie can talk with her mother.

Naomi steps up to the glass and says, "Hello baby girl." "Hey mama." Naomi smiles, and then asks, "Did you get your friend out? Is she alright?" "Yeah. Yeah, we got her out. And everything's fine now." "Good."

Silence for a moment, and then Nixie says, "I don't even know where to begin mom. I don't…" "Tell me anything dear. I want to hear about how you've been and about your friends. I want to hear about you and your eyes and what exactly was going on that night. And also, I'd like to hear about this boyfriend who is 'the hottest boyfriend I could possibly imagine', I believe you said."

Nixie blushes a deep red and then Naomi looks over when Jordan brings himself back into view. Wrapping an arm around Nixie, kissing her temple, he smirks and asks, "Really? Is that how hot I am?" Of course, he knows that she probably meant that literally. He was a hellhound. He was hot. But still…

Nixie elbows him in the gut, to which he chuckles and says, "Be nice." "You be nice." "Hey, your mom started it." Naomi chuckles at them and says, "And I guess that would make you the boyfriend." "Yes mam." She looks him up and down, and then says, "Take good care of my girl." "When she'll let me."

Nixie rolls her eyes, but smiles when Naomi laughs and says, "I approve." "Awesome. So… about the eyes. Well… you see mom… I'm…"

Naomi was sitting on the bed in her room, listening as her daughter finishes up explaining everything. And by everything… well, Nixie told her everything. From Scott being an alpha werewolf to Lydia being a banshee. From Jordan being a hellhound to Scott's girlfriend being a kitsune.

Nixie started from the beginning. Not from when Scott was bitten. No… she started from when she first met Stiles. Then to when she became friends with Lydia. Then to Allison and Scott.

Then she got into when Scott became a werewolf, and continued on from there. And Naomi listened with rapt attention, coming off the bed and sitting on the ground on the other side of the plexi-glass from Nixie when she started talking about when Alison died.

Explaining that she was a dragon wasn't really the hard part for Nixie. She was proud to be a dragon and proud to be a part of Scott's pack. The hard part was talking about the scars. Because aside from the one Naomi had caused herself… well… Nixie knew it would be a lot to take in.

Jordan helped her with that part. He knew the stories behind each one at this point, and as Nixie would show Naomi a scar, Jordan would explain how she got it.

The one on her chest made Naomi put a hand over her mouth, but she still didn't speak. She didn't make to say anything or to interrupt the story, until Nixie was finally done.

Then Naomi says, "It's… it's a lot to process. I believe you of course. I've seen your eyes and… I'm here mentally obviously. I don't know how else you'd explain those things without something as dramatic as that being the truth. But still… it's a lot to process. And you… you're a dragon?"

Nixie nods, and then Naomi turns to Jordan and asks, "And that's because she's protective?" "She's a blue dragon specifically because she's so protective. Which apparently makes her all the more rare."

And then Nixie can't help but laugh when Naomi says, "Well, of course you are dear. Never was or will be another soul quite as protective as you are."

Naomi smiles at her daughter, and then says sadly, "You've been through so much. I'm sorry I haven't been there to help you through it." "It's alright mom. You did what was best. That's all anyone can do."

Though Jordan did try, he couldn't get an orderly to open the door so Nixie could hug her mom. But Naomi just smiled and says, "One step at a time. We'll get there sweetheart. Now… go enjoy your date."

As they head out of the building, the sun creeping towards the horizon, Nixie leans into Jordan's side and says, "Thank you." He kisses the top of her head and says, "We'll come up with how often you want to go see her and make a schedule. They won't let you down there without a deputy or other cop present, but we'll work it out."

He smiles when she wraps an arm around his waist and hugs him tightly. And then he chuckles when she asks, "So… where we going?" "I told you it was a surprise." "Ugh!"

But the smile on her face told him that she was the farthest thing from annoyed that a person possibly could be.

Nixie honestly can't get over this place. She hadn't even known it existed. But currently they were sitting in a little Italian diner called Isabella's.

Well, not in it really. They weren't inside anymore. They were outside, on a patio that was almost directly next to the river that flowed beside the restaurant. The entire area was lit up completely by small lights contained in fancy jars that hung from the metal frames that surrounded the area, along with vines that stretched up those poles. Red roses grew from those vines and decorated the area as well.

It was beautiful. It was also private. Jordan had them seated next to the railing closest to the riverside, and currently there was only one other couple outside; an elderly gentleman and his wife who looked as though they'd frequented this place for years.

Turning back to Jordan, who was sitting next to her, not across from her, she takes his free hand in hers and asks, "How did you even find out about this place?"

He grins at her and says, "I found it because of you. Because when your girlfriend loves Italian as much as you do… you take the time to find the perfect Italian restaurant." Nixie laughs at him, and then blushes when he says, "You look beautiful by the way."

She'd pulled her hair into a bun on her head, strands falling down to frame her face on the sides. And after going through the selection of clothes Jordan had brought for her to choose from, she'd elected for finally, once in her life, wearing a dress. It was one Lydia had convinced her to get one time they went shopping. It was a shiny black that shimmered against the lights that hit it. A deep V neck was the only part of it that Nixie felt even slightly uncomfortable about, but other than that, she loved the dress. And considering she didn't like dresses… that said a lot. It stopped just above her knees, the lower half of the dress being loose and wavy while the top half fit her to a tee. The straps of the dress tied behind her neck, and the back of the dress was non-existent for two-thirds of the way down her back.

Which is why she blushed deeper when Jordan's hand found her back, his fingers tracing aimless patterns across her bare skin there. Grinning at her, he says, "You are. You are so beautiful." Finally looking at him again, she says, "You don't look so bad yourself."

Though she hadn't noticed at the time, but he wasn't actually in his usual street clothes. He'd come to pick her up in his work jacket, which wasn't unusual. But then he was also in a pair of nice black jeans and some shiny black shoes. And when they arrived and he removed his jacket, it had revealed him wearing a button up white shirt with a dark blue tie.

Needless to say, Nixie is glad she decided on wearing the black dress.

When the waiters come out to bring them their food, Nixie sighs at the smells. And Jordan laughs when they leave and Nixie quickly assures, "It still doesn't smell as good as what you make." Nodding, he says, "I'll keep that in mind. If being a cop ever fails, I'll try to make a living as a chef." "Good plan."

As they eat their meals and talk about their days, Nixie notices for the first time that Jordan keeps reaching for the pocket of his jeans, as though trying to ensure that something is still there. And because he clearly doesn't want to tell her yet, she tries to not bring it up.

But after he checks it for maybe the twenty-fifth time, she takes a final sip from his wine glass (she's technically not old enough to drink, but what the hell) and then says, "Okay… what's the deal?" Jordan turns his attention back to her and asks, "What do you mean?" "I mean, you keep checking your pocket as though you expect something to suddenly fall out of it. Should I be worried? Are you expecting someone to call you away for work or something?"

Jordan watches her for a moment, and then he smiles and chuckles before saying, "Guess I wasn't hiding it as well as I thought." "Not so much. Come on, out with it." "Take a walk with me."

She blinks in confusion as he suddenly stands up, but as he holds out his hand to her, she takes it and rises with him. He leads her down the steps onto the sandy part of the shore by the river. Nixie takes off the heels she ended up putting on and as they walk nearer to a nicely placed boulder that rests beside the water, Nixie lets her toes skim across the water beside them.

Jordan then pulls her over to the rock and sits down on the edge, patting the seat beside him.

For a moment they stay silent, and Nixie tries to wait patiently for him to say what he has to say. She's about to burst though, and is nearly about to tell him to just spit it out, when he finally says, "I don't want to scare you or anything."

When he turns to look at her, he chuckles when she says, "Have you met me? Furthermore, have you seen half of the things I've seen? We literally just took out 'The Beast'. What could you possibly do to scare me at this point?" "That is a good point." "I know. I'm kind of smart." "Oh really?"

She narrows her eyes at him, but grins all the same and says, "Yes. Hadn't you noticed?" "I have in fact."

He stares into her eyes a moment more, and then says, "You're still in high school."

For a brief moment Nixie frowns, and she says, "But I'm eighteen… so that doesn't matter. We can still be a couple in public now. It's…" Jordan nods and says, "I'm not changing my opinion on that baby. That's not… that's not what I'm getting at." "Okay, then what?" "You're in high school right. You're about to graduate. And after that you go to college to study and get a degree... What I'm saying is that there is a lot of things that are going to happen in the near future. And I just want you to know that I'm not rushing you. I just… after all we've been through the past few months… I want to give you this… to show you how serious I am about us and where we're going."

Nixie nods, but then says, "I just need to know something for the record. Whatever you're about to do… this isn't because you still think I'm insecure about you and Lydia… right?" "No baby. I know we're good on that. I just… I mostly just want to do this. I found… well… you'll see it in a minute. But I thought it was perfect and…"

He sighs and says, "Alright. Here goes."

He pulls the little box out of his pocket, and as he places it in her hands, he moves in front of her and bends down on one knee. "Open it."

She stares at him for a moment, and then flips open the little red box.

Inside… is a beautiful silver ring with a sapphire nestled on top. Cut in a square shape, the gem is wrapped around and seemingly held in place by a pair of wings. The rest of the band is designed to look as though several strands of silver are intertwining and wrapping around each other.

Nixie stares at it so long that when Jordan reaches out for her hand, she jumps in surprise. Looking up at him, she asks softly, "What… how…" He smiles gently and says, "I actually ended up having to go to the mall to take care of some kids graffitiing the side of the building. I went in later to talk to the manager, and as I was walking away… I saw this in the display case and… it was perfect, I thought. But if you don't…" But Nixie shushes him before he can comment on possibly taking it back, and then says softly, "It's beautiful."

Jordan smiles at her again, and then rolls his eyes when she says, "But you shouldn't have! I mean… I don't have…" "Woman, you're not supposed to buy me a ring." She stares at it a moment longer, and then looks back up at him and asks, "What… what's it… for?"

He reaches for her left hand, and then pulls the ring out of the box she's still holding. Slipping it on her ring finger, fitting it beautifully, he says, "This… is for us getting engaged. Because Nixie… I would be so greatly honored and so incredibly blessed and happy… if you'd agree to marry me."

Nixie stares at the ring on her finger, and then lifts her eyes to him. She nods her head for a moment, and then smiles and laughs before saying, "You actually made me speechless. I… I can't… I can't even… Oh my God."

Jordan grins up at her, and then laughs when she finally says aloud, "But yes. Yes. A hundred-thousand times yes!"

And then she can't stop. Gasping in a breath, she says, "Oh my God, it's beautiful. I love you. I love you so much. And it is perfect. Oh my God. Oh, I should've guessed, shouldn't I. You fiddling with your pocket so much. So stupid. I should've…"

She only stops because Jordan leans forward and kisses her silent. When he pulls back, he brushes his nose against hers and says, "I love you too baby. And thank you for not noticing. I like it when I can surprise you."

And he can't help but laugh when a light rain finally begins falling from the sky. Nixie runs a hand over her face, trying to stop the tears, but Jordan just pulls her to her feet and kisses her again, wrapping his arms around her and lifting her off her feet.

As they're driving home later, Jordan grins when Nixie tells him he should consider himself a very accomplished man. She doesn't remember a time when it had started raining because she'd cried tears of pure joy.

Nixie is in the bedroom, changing into pajamas and preparing for bed, when Jordan comes in and asks, "Oh, and before I forget... what exactly did Stiles say about handcuffs that had you so intrigued?"

He still doesn't find out till much later; through much teasing and kissing and tickling; about just exactly what had her intrigued. And once he found out… well, he couldn't help but chuckle before asking if that was really something she wanted to try in the future.

Her blush was answer enough. Though she went on a slight defensive saying that she didn't want Jordan to think she was obscenely kinky or anything like that; it was obvious to him that the idea that Stiles had inadvertently presented had peaked her interest and imagination.

Hence them staying up well past two in the morning that night. Jordan actually called into the office for a personal day the next morning, as they were both still so tired and neither actually wanted to leave the bed. He can honestly say though, that the end result of that bit of 'exploration' was incredibly satisfying for all involved.

He's just not entirely sure how to explain to the sheriff how his pair of cuffs ended up being frozen and eventually snapped in half at the chain. But he'll worry about that when he goes back to work tomorrow. Because right now all he can do is grin at the ridiculously happy smile on Nixie's face as she admires the ring that now rests snuggly on her finger. She'd already texted a picture to Lydia, who was now peppering her with questions about when and where the wedding would be.

As Nixie walks up behind him at the stove where he's cooking a late breakfast, he grins when she asks, "What are your thoughts on the color theme for the wedding being dark blue?" "I think I figured that would be the theme before I even bought the ring to give to you."

Nixie hugs him tighter and says, "I love you." "I love you too Nixie. Forever and Always."

She grins into his back and says, "Forever and Always. I like the sound of that."

And it's finished! So that was Season 5b with Nixie everyone. I hope you enjoyed it. Hope it made you cry and laugh (at least laugh). Thank you all so much for sticking with the story this far and for your patience as I worked on posting all the chapters. And until next time, (whenever the inspiration hits me again) I love all you lovely people, and that's a wrap! :)