A/n: hey guys this is the final chapter! I honestly didnt think this story would be this long, but your reviews made me keep writing. I just hope my final few chapters have been acceptable :)

Epilogue

"Marya...Olena...Belikov... Well done Milaya, you spelt it exactly right." I beamed down at the goreous little girl sitting at out coffee table, she was currently trying to spell her own name. It was adorable to watch the little 4 year old concentrating so hard, her eyebrows were drawn down and her lips perced tightly.

"Its so hard daddy, whyd you name me a hard name." she groaned smacking her blue pencil down on the table and giving me her little 'hathaway glare'. I named it that because she picked it up from her mother, she was her exact double.

"try spelling Rosemarie Hathaway missy! Your name is easy peasy compared to that." Rose laughed as she came in through the sliding door of the living room, covered in mud and dirt. Mase trailed in behind her looking worn out and beaten.

I raised my eyebrow at him as Rose went and got changed.

"Never. Ever. Will I call mum a weakling again." he panted as he flopped down on the bar stool. "She kicked my ass."

I just chuckled in response.

The last few years have been the happiest of my life, I didnt think my life would ever be like this.

I had a small white house sitting at the edge of court, a large backyard perfect for extra trainings and playing around. I was married to the most amazing, gorgeous women and we had two amazing kids.

"Whats that grin for Comrade?" Roza asked quietly as she sunk down onto my lap, her arms snaking around my neck as I rested mine around her waist. I held her tightly for a moment as I breathed her sweet, intoxicating scent.

Skimming my nose along the bare skin of her neck, placing a kiss on each of her recently aquired extra molnija marks.

"I love you." I murmured against her skin, causing a shudder to ripple through her.

"Awwwww we love you too daddy!" Mase mocked, his face appearing beside the couch. He laughed maniacally untill my hand shot out and I easily flipped the 10 year old over and onto the couch beside us.

"Mase dont be mean to mummy and daddy. Its not nice. Leave them alone." Marya stood infront of us with her arms crossed, looking very much like a mini guardian already.

Roza held her arms out and Marya jumped straight into them, I shifted so that I didnt have all of their weight on me and so that I could see all three of them.

I couldnt help the loving smile on my face as I watched my family...

My family.

Roza, Mason, Marya. They were my world.

I knew I would give anything for them, I loved them so, so much and I would never leave them, ever again.