Author's Note: Here is an epilogue for you; you can thank GennaiArakida-XIV for the idea for this. Now just to clear things up, the relationship between Brandon and Lynn was never meant to be a romance, it was more along the lines of a crush. Crushes and romances and two different things.

"Thanks for picking me up from the Royal Woods Hospital Lynn." Lincoln thanked, glad that his sister was back to her normal self.

"No problem Lincoln, they figured they leave this job to me, since I haven't been seeing you lately, besides everyone had something to do today." Lynn replied pushing Lincoln in a wheelchair. Whiling helping Lincoln get through the steps, she texted a message on her phone.

"Nice wheelchair Loud!" the grumpy neighbor, Mr. Grouse, yelled out.

"Thanks Mr. Grouse, it's very handy." Lincoln replied back. "I promise I'll get you one on your next birthday."

As they entered the house both Lincoln and Lynn were greeted with thunderous cheer. Balloons, horns and confetti rained upon the two of them. The parents, Clyde, Bobby, and the sisters screamed out, "Surprise!" to Lincoln, welcoming their son home. Lincoln was beyond shocked on this outcome, And it was not even his birthday.

"Welcome home bro!" Luna greeted her handicap brother.

This brought a smile upon Lincoln's face. "Come on guys, you didn't really have to do this."

"We know Lincoln, but we are just glad that you are out of the hospital." Lori exulted.

"Yeah, it felt like an eternity since you were not here." Leni said.

Lisa tilted her glasses and corrected Leni, "Technically, it was one hundred and ninety two hours spent in the medical facility. But I do see what you mean. For your own transportation needs elder brother, I've constructed an escalator device to assist in your current standing to get up the stairs and back. You will be able to go up and down the stairs with minimum difficulty." Lisa presented side escalator to the upstairs for Lincoln's wheelchair situation.

Lincoln patted his little sister's head. "Thanks Lisa."

"All and all, it is good to see you elder brother." Lisa went fourth and hugged her handicap brother as the other girls joined in.

"Linky, I baked you a cake." Lola presented a slice of white frosting cake.

"Let's get this party started guys, I'm dying to do a duet with my little bro." Luna cheered.

The celebration went on with Loud Family and their guest to celebrate Lincoln's epic return. Lincoln was happy to be home with his siblings as he participated in the party events. No sophistication was needed here as It was a party where each and every one of them could be themselves. From doing a duet with Luna, to messing around with party props with his twin sisters and parents, doing a comedy routine with Luan, getting involved with Lucy's spells, doing many selfies with Lori and Leni, a and racing with Lynn across the house.

When nightfall came, everyone had gone to bed early. Lincoln headed up to his room as Lynn followed. "Do you need some help?" Lynn asked as Lincoln made it to his bed.

"No thanks, I could handle it." Lincoln said as he stopped at his bed. Using both of his hands, he landed himself in bed. While his legs worked fine, he didn't have strength in his pelvis to support it. To Lynn's surprise, Lincoln was getting used to life on a wheelchair even if it was not forever. "Good night Lynn."

"Night Lincoln." Lynn replied back as she left.

The next morning, as the bathroom become crowded, Lincoln rolled his way into it to find his sisters doing their daily routine. As the sisters caught sight of Lincoln, they almost had forgotten about his situation. Quickly they moved out of the way to let their brother get through.

"Guys, come on move it, so Lincoln can get through." Lori ordered the others.

All Lincoln went to do his get toothpaste and his toothbrush. After he got his stuff, he left the bathroom.

Well perhaps being in a wheelchair wasn't so bad after all as it avoid the trouble of having to crowd his sisters. Handicap people were always entitled to many, many, passages, but he didn't want to abuse this disability. And knowing his past of abusing his opportunities, he learned enough with experience alone.

As he went downstairs for a snack, the sisters saw Lincoln again and made way for him. "Guys why are standing there, we have to make way to Lincoln..." Lori ordered the sisters.

Lincoln stopped Lori as he didn't need to be an expert to know what was really going on. So he decided to say something. "Guys, it's alright, I don't want any special treatment just because I'm like this. Just act how you normally act. It's not permanent."

Luna placed her hand on Lincoln's shoulder, "We know it's not permanent bro but we just want you to be more careful."

"Just don't make a big deal about me being like this; although I have a feeling about this kids at school will not do the same."

Lincoln left out the door, only to find himself going off the pouch steps. Heating him scream, Lynn rushed to Lincoln to help him. "Lincoln are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine Lynn, just forgot about the steps. And stairs and wheelchair don't exactly mix."

"Note to self, built a ramp in the front door for the mentally disabled." Lisa reminded herself, witnessing Lincoln tumble.

"So where are you going so early?"

"I'm going to Clyde's house. I promise, I'd hang out with him after my release."

"Do you need me to go with you, what if you trip on another step?"

"No thanks Lynn; I can find my way from here." Lincoln said. Even if he said otherwise, Lynn still held a great amount of concern as she followed. Lucy stopped him causing him to nearly fall off his wheelchair.

"I need words to rhyme with sour." Lucy asked.

"Tower, cower, power, shower, and empower." Lincoln said giving his little sister some words.

She recorded the notes, "Thanks Lincoln."

Lincoln had a whole day planned ahead of him as he was getting used to life on a wheelchair. It was not all bad for the boy as it served as his personal transportation. It certainly avoided the trouble of walking on his feet. Through the process it was almost like riding a bike, but only without using the foot pedals. He wore his gloves while navigating on the wheelchair, especially when it came to hill grades.

As he made it to the house, Clyde had already foreseen him coming as he was quick to rush out the door. It felt like a really long time, but Clyde was glad to see him best friend, even if it was not the best of circumstances. Still, at least he had his health.

"Hey Lincoln, we heard that you've returned, welcome back." Harold greeted the boy.

"Good heavens Lincoln, are you alright?" Howie inquired, worried for Lincoln's condition.

"Hey Mr. McBride, Hi Mr. McBride." Lincoln addressed Clyde's dad. "And yeah, I'm fine, just getting used to this change."

"Come on in son, we are just about to have lunch." Harold said.

As Lincoln followed, his wheelchair was met with step obstacle. Before they could intervene, Lincoln waved his hand in protest insuring that he got this. He reversed, and then gripped the tires and to lifted the chair over the step. Thankfully, it was only one step at Clyde's house, so it did not prove to be that much of a problem for him.

Knowing that he did it on his own on such a short time, made Clyde and his dad's impressed with his condition. Any other person in that situation would have either gone around or even gave up. Not Lincoln however, he was maneuvering around the wheelchair like it was nothing at all. While he had his own seat at the table, he lifted himself off the wheelchair to the massage chair by using his arms. So far all his had was his upper body strength, but not his lower body.

Still as long as Lincoln was getting by on his wheelchair, neither Clyde nor his dads questioned Lincoln's condition. He still had a big day ahead of him as he received a text from his sister Luan. It was an emergency to fill in as her assistant. Following her text, he met Luan at a kid's birthday party as he promised to assist her.

"Hey Lincoln, thanks for wheeling on over here, get it?" Luan joked, as she was dressed a race car mechanic.

"No problem Luan, so what did you need?" Lincoln chirped.

"It's a race car themed party, and I really need your wheelchair on this one." Luan stated as added some parts to Lincoln's wheelchair, turning it into a nice red race car. "Now just follow my lead."

"Sounds like fun Luan."

Making their way to the center stage, Luan made her avowed to the crowd. "Vroom, vroom, everyone, who is up for a cruising good time?" Luan avowed to the crowd which let off a great amount of cheer. Luan winked at Lincoln on the side and signaled him to make his way to the center stage.

Inside of his car, Lincoln zoomed his way through the stage. On stage, she played the part as Lincoln trusty mechanic, setting up his vehicle for action. Lincoln was not the only one as there were other racers from tricycles, scooters, and skateboards. "Racers start your engines, or in this case, your pedals." Luan cackled and so did the kids. "Try not to sugarcoat it Lincoln." Luan whispered to her brother.

"You got it." Lincoln winked.

"Take your mart, get set, Go!" Luan called out as the racers dashed off. She played the part of the host as she watched the race. Lincoln played with the kids as he raced against them. The birthday boy was on the scooter trying to catch up to Lincoln. Even if the others didn't see it, he was the other one fully aware of his condition, but it didn't bother him that much. And by the insurance on his face, he did not need to be taken easy on.

When the both crash, it sent them on a spinning frenzy, leading to the finish line. Both were down, but both of them enjoyed their time together. This was not a part of Luan's birthday plans, but everyone still liked it, and at least he didn't try to upstage her this time.

As the party ended, Lincoln headed home, until Luan stopped him. "You were supposed to let the birthday boy win, but they were happy either way. Thanks again for showing up Lincoln." Luan gave him some money. "Here is your cut, figured I'd compensate you for your efforts despite, you know..." Luan pause still remembering Lincoln's wheelchair situation. In the meantime, Lynn oversaw the whole situation, and seeing how it went, she didn't need to get involved.

Lincoln took the twins to the park where they occupied the sandbox. Together Lola and Lana worked to build the finest sand castle. Off course, the two for them had different views on the finest castles. Lana wanted a fortified fortress of destruction, while Lola wanted her own pretty princess castle suited for her. They mostly fought over who gets dominance, but where it count, they always worked together.

And it was nice to get a breather from their constant fighting, since most of fights were with them. "Come on Lincoln, we have to defend the castle from the evil demon on wheels." Lana called Lincoln over.

"This demon will not take it easy on you then." Lincoln rolled over roaring, putting on a monster mask.

"Get him!" Lana and Lola teamed up on Lincoln.

Lincoln used wheelchair to evade the attacks of his younger siblings. Making monster sounds, he playfully fought the girls in this epic showdown. It wasn't until Lana blind folded him, and then Lola caught Lincoln with a tackle, knocking him off his wheelchair. When he was down, the twins rushed to his aid to see if he was okay.

"Lincoln, we're sorry, we didn't mean to attack you that hard." Lola feared.

"I'm not hurt, you two. It was fun." Lincoln shook his head. "So who wants some ice cream?"

"We do, we do!" Lana and Lola cheered. The twins helped Lincoln up to his wheelchair again as Lynn continued to watch as she resisted all temptation to interfere.

"That guy is cute, I wonder if he has any plans or a girlfriend of that matter." Leni admired the statue in nice clothing.

Lori sighed as she pointed her clueless sister in the right direction, "That's a store manikin Leni. Come on Lincoln, huddle with those bags."

"Alright, alright, I'm coming." Lincoln said rolling with a chair full of bags.

Lincoln's next destination took him to the Royal Woods Mall where he accompanied his elder sisters Lori and Leni on their shopping spree. With each purchase, Lincoln was their own personal shopping cart. He usually was not a fan of shopping, but he endured it for the sake of his sister's happiness. If there was one thing he always agreed on that was compromise.

But with how many bags he was carrying, he sometimes made it hard to see. Lincoln felt so much tenseness in his muscles as he struggled to keep the bags steady. Luckily Leni helped him out by removing a couple of the bag, sitting in his blind spot. She also offered him a nice strawberry smoothie as a gift for his hard work. Lori did the same by offering him a Churro, while he had his hands full with bags; she fed it to him by hand into his mouth.

Even if he made it clear, he didn't need to be pampered, it was nice to see his efforts being rewarded. As Lincoln was dragged around the young jock continued to watch her brother from afar. Not once did she let her eyes of handicap Lincoln. Lynn still held her eyes out for her little brother as he was being dragged around by Lori and Leni.

"Hey there, paranoid much?" Brandon surprised Lynn. She turned around face to see Brandon carrying a bag.

Sending a chill down her spine, she fired back. "Gee Brandon, ninja much? What are you doing here?"

"I was doing some ports shopping for new material then I saw you, so I thought I'd say hi. If your worried about those guys, then don't be, each and every one of them received guilty sentences, so they won't be getting out until they grow to full maturity." Brandon noticed the sunglasses over her head, so he decided to ask. "By the looks of it, I'd say you've been doing this for a while."

Brandon was not far from the mark. "Hey, I'm just keeping tabs on him to make sure he doesn't get into any danger."

"By my account, seems like you're the one who is in danger." Brandon said pointing to a mall cop, watching Lynn's movement. Already he was suspicions of her. And even started to draw attention of most of the mall shopper.

"That is the least of my worries right now, because it's my fault that he is handicap. And now he has to deal with this burden of not walking."

Knowing the mall cop was still staring at Lynn, Brandon decided to drag her away from sight. "So tell me in your own words, does that look like he is struggling to you?" Brandon inquired.

Lynn took another good look for herself. As she started to reflect upon all of Lincoln's encounters, she now started to see the point Brandon was making. Not one spec of sadness clouded his face. In fact, he endured most of his struggled and never gave up on it.

Each moment with his other sisters only gave him hope and the happiness he needs to push on. Whether he was new to being on handicap or not, it never stopped him from being himself, nor losing hope even if it was not forever. The more Lynn saw his determination, the more foolish she felt being so worked up.

Brandon placed both hands on Lynn's shoulders, "People with disability tends to endure Lynn, and makes use of their other body parts. It doesn't matter if they are blind, deaf or mute, that does not stop them from living their life the way they want to, because that is what makes them strong on the inside." Lynn did not face Brandon's eyes. "If you truly do love your brother, then support him just like your sisters."

As Lincoln returned home, he fulfilled his promise of spending time with his other elder sister Luna. While watching her jam in the garage, she overheard the sounds of his wheelchair. That suddenly gave her an cool idea. And knowing her passion for music, she always loved to improvise.

"Dig the rockin wheelchair bro; try moving around with it some more!" Luna boasted feeling that music vibe within Lincoln.

With the combined might of Luna's ax and Lincoln's wheelchair, they had their own jam session. So what if Lincoln didn't have an instrument, the wicked sounds he made was enough to create a tone. Luna's creativity in music really shined through as the jammed together.

After the final string, she shouted from the top of her lungs. "Thank you Royal Woods!" The session was so hard that it made both of them sweat.

Resting after a long day with his sisters, he decided to play with his younger sister Lily. While sitting on the couch out of his wheelchair, he tossed Lily up in the air. With every catch and toss, the young infant giggled at Lincoln. As he grasped Lily, he was glad to be back at his chaotic household.

When Lucy walked in after her daily night walks, Lincoln asked. "Hey Lucy did you see Lynn around?"

"I have not." Lucy answered.

"Right, well Lily is getting tired, can you put her to bed?"

"Sure," Lucy took the baby off of Lincoln's hands.

Lynn then walked in the house also yawning constantly. "Hey Lynn, did you have a long day?"

Lynn yawned again, "Oh you don't know the half of it."

"Oh I think I know enough, must have been really hard keeping a close eye on little old me." Lincoln guessed as Lynn was found out. She was officially busted. "Come on Lynn I told you before, I can handle myself."

"I…know you can. But it still kind of scares me Lincoln."

"You've had broken bones before."

"Maybe, but I was never in a wheelchair like you, especially because it was cause by me. But seeing how you're able to endure such a hardship made me envious. If it was me in that situation never to walk again, I don't think I could handle it. Your more stronger than I've ever imagine Lincoln. Me keeping watch on you made it feel like I was looking down on you."

"No it didn't Lynn, it just means you care. And there is nothing wrong with caring too much, in fact I rely on it from you as well as the others." Lynn placed his hand on Lynn's shoulder. "Let's just agree to always watch each other's backs for now on."

This brought a smile to her face, "Now if I watch yours first."

"So how about we play some catch in the backyard." Lincoln said grabbing a baseball and a glove. Lincoln stood on his toes. At first he was a happy that he was better, but then felt a slight crack in his pelvis, saying otherwise. "Ow, ow, Charlie horse!"

"I got you buddy." Lynn brought Lincoln him back on his wheelchair. She helped him back, holding all worry as she could. As she held him she embraced him in a hug, insuring that she will not let him down again. "I always will."

Lincoln wrapped his arm around Lynn's shoulder as they went in the backyard together for a game of catch. "Don't worry Lynn, I'm not going anywhere, anytime soon."

FIN