A/N: Last chapter—I'm kind of sad (my first legit Young Justice story, and it's over…)
Special thanks to The Cretin for your early/ continued support, and incredibly kind/motivating words. Also a special thanks to j9162, spezria26, and Wolf skater for the ongoing support of this story. Y'all are awesome. But furthermore, thank you to anyone who reviewed/ favorited this story. You guys are the best. And if you were able to just stick with this and read it (in spite of my inconsistent updates) you deserve a thank you too.
Enough blabbering (for now). On with the show.
I do not own Young Justice.
I miss her.
That is, until she walks into the room, fresh morning sunlight on her mint green skin.
"Sorry," she saunters along the side the couch. I set the newspaper I'm reading down on the end table to my right. "Overslept." She pulls a rubber band out of her hair, and re-smoothes it into a ponytail, just to let go of it again. Before she can pick a seat, I draw her down close to me and kiss her, for a long, long time.
Blush fills her freckled cheeks. I tip my forehead to hers.
I don't regret forgiving her. I don't regret leaving to be with her. Never.
We moved away, started a life. She teaches pre-school at a local community center—she adores the kids; it suits her. Me, on the other hand, I took up the family business, went into writing for the local paper. It's quiet. But we get to be together.
She laces her fingers into mine, and I can feel the slender ring around her finger, shiny, thin and silver. The one I put there, because the day we left, I was sure of it: I never wanted to be without her.
It wasn't perfect, it still isn't—she still has bad days, when she gets stinging headaches and overhears thoughts she shouldn't; she still has to have sessions with her uncle; she's still wary about using her powers. But she—we—do alright.
I've let go of the past; she has too.
I miss the life, I'll admit that. I think she does too. She misses Gar and the team, but we all stay in touch, for the most part.
I kiss her again, dousing my free hand in her hair. She's wearing it longer again. She comes up with a gasp. I smile just seeing her.
The corners of her lips turn up. "What?" Her brow rises.
I tip her forehead to mine, a silent permission for her to enter my mind. I trust her—she hasn't abused that since the first time, and I know she won't again.
You've come back to me.
Her smile turns serious and her eyes fall on my lips. Her open hand rests against my chest. Did you really doubt I would?
I place my hand over hers; her palm sits over my heart. I knew it would be hard. I tilt her chin up, look at her, her warm amber eyes that look so much lighter since moving here. I don't want her to be ashamed. People make mistakes—I've had time to realize I've made my fair share.
I'll always come back to you. She lowers herself against me, tucking herself in the crook of my neck. Just like you'll always find a way back to me.
She's right. I wrap my arms around her. This is where we belong: together. The other stuff, it will work itself out. Because she came back to me. And I've come back to her.
A/N: okay, so it was really short. In my defense, it was an epilogue. I tried to wrap it up semi-cleanly (I know, that's a little cliché. But I warned you from the beginning: I wanted them together). And I know it's a little AU (and I highly doubt it will actually happen like this—but this is fanfiction; so isn't that the point?)
Comments, concerns? Feel free to review (come on people, it's the last chapter. You can take a few seconds to leave some parting thoughts!)
*One last note (and this is it, promise)* if you're sad it's over too, don't fret: You haven't seen the last of me. I have another semi-supermartian fic in the works (it is however, a crossover, where they will be sharing the stage with a few X-Men Evo couples—but note that I don't think you need to be into X-Men Evo to enjoy this upcoming fic). It will be quite a bit more lighthearted than this one though;) So be on the look out! (Yes, I know this was a total plug. I am not ashamed.)
Keep readin' guys. All my best—
S2 s-n-s