AN: Hope you guys like this ending! I know that it's kinda wordy but I wasn't excatly sure how to end it so this works! But like I said, check next chapter for a huge...and I mean HUGE author's note!
- Epilogue -
*Ten Years Later*
It had been ten years since I had been kidnapped. It had been ten years since I had been an Angel. It had been ten years since I had gotten my husband back from jail.
A lot had happened in those ten years.
Murphy and I had three kids. The twins, Seamus Noah MacManus and Riley Matthew MacManus, and three years after they were born we had a daughter named Regan Annabelle MacManus, after Murphy's mother and my mother.
Connor and Eunice got married about a year after my, our, Saints got out of jail. They also had two children. A boy the same age as Regan named Daniel Rocco MacManus and a girl two years younger named Cassidy Elliot MacManus.
After about two years since the prison break Eunice shared some information with me.
"Elliot, do you remember the day when you woke from your coma?" she asked as we sat on the couch in my family's house. I nodded. "Do you remember that the doctor was gonna tell you some bad news, but I took him out of the room before he could?" I nodded again. "Well he told me what was wrong. You have depression. The chemical mixture in your brain is off."
"Why are you telling me this now?" I asked her tears forming in my eyes.
"Because it will most likely pass on to your kids."
I started to sob then. My kids would be just as messed up as me.
A few years later the kids started school. Now Seamus and Riley were both in fifth grade and Regan was in second.
We found out that both twins were big into prank pulling, but one would exspect that from a MacManus twin. Also we learned that Seamus was so much more like me than like Murphy. His favorite class is music and he even told me that he wanted to go to the states and be on Broadway. Riley was the rebellious one though. He would always come up with most of the pranks. He could always get his brother to join in on his antics though. I don't know how many times we had been called down to the office at school.
Regan was like nither of us. She was smart yes, but also so much more. She read all the time. She always had a book with her. She was also good with art. Knew so much about the subject that she probably could win a game show. She was also good at it too. Her pictures hung everywhere in our house.
And so far none of our children displayed signs of depression, but we kept a close eye on them all the time. Had to anyways with the twins running around. Murphy and Connor were no help in that department. That's where they got most of their prank ideas from in the first place.
"Knock it off Connor!" I scolded my brother-in-law as he told my sons yet another good prank story.
"Awe come on Ma!" Riley cried. "That was a good one!" I gave him a look that hushed him.
"Come on Ma. Can't we at least hear the end?" Seamus begged.
Murphy walked up to me and grabbed my hand. "Aye. You can hear the end, but don't let us catch you pulling that one," he told our boys.
All three cheered and Murphy embraced me.
"Pretty sure they've given us more hell than we gave our own Ma," he told me.
I chuckled and gave Eunice a wink across the room as she caught my eye. "That is probably the biggest accomplishment that they could ever have in your eyes isn't it?" I asked him.
I felt Murphy chuckle behind me. He leaned down and whispered in my ear, "Aye, but their mother is much prettier."
I smiled and leaned back into him. I looked over my family with a smile plastered on my face.
We were all living a happy life in Ireland. Everything was normal. Everything was perfect. Maybe a little too perfect for us, but I didn't care.
Maybe some stories do end with a happily ever after…