Rourke's Kid

Final Chapter

This the second ending and last chapter, hope y'all have enjoyed this fanfic!

"I don't want to go back to the surface. I want to stay here." I declared as Helga combed my hair and braided it. "Milo and Kida are good and kind people and will take good care of you." Helga finished and hugged me from behind. "Will you write to me?" I asked and felt something hot drip onto my shoulder. "Of course I will. You're one of the only good things to be happen to me in this life."

"Would you mind if I chose to stay here, Sweet?" I asked as he rebandaged my stomach. "Of course not, I can figure out ways to visit you, and it's your choice." I knew he wasn't angry or disappointed, but I could sense his sadness. I couldn't go back to that world though, full of things like dad, full of monsters like him and worse. I hugged Sweet hard and Milo and Kida came in. "Hey Sweet, do you mind if we talk to Lily?" Milo said and he nodded and walked out. I stood up and walked over to them. "If it's possible, can I stay here? I can work and find ways to help." I suggested. "That will not be necessary." Kida said and when I looked up at her in worry, she smiled kindly at me. "If it is alright with you, would you stay here? As our daughter?" Kida asked and I gaped at her and Milo who was smiling at me. All I could do was nod eagerly and hug them. Kida and Milo laughed and hugged me back. I finally had a family, someone I could trust.

I hugged everyone one last time and gave Mole some volcanic dirt that had been scraped off my boots and he started crying and thanking me. He's a weird one, our Mole. Milo and Kida were talking with Sweet as I hugged Audrey and we promised to write to each other. They all boarded the sub pods and I waved goodbye with Kida and Milo.

My days were occupied with learning the ways of my people and navigating the role of princess, all while helping to rebuild. It turned out that I was good at healing people and painting the glyphs that made up the Atlantean language. My very first patient was a young man a little older than me named Xerxes.

Epilogue

I finished healing the person the little girl who had come to me with a sprained wrist and smiled at her, sitting back on my heels. She rolled her wrist a few times then hugged me ecstatically, thanking me non-stop. I patted her head and she ran off to go play with her friends. I sighed and slumped, exhausted and I felt hands on my shoulders and smiled tiredly up at husband, Xerxes. "Your children have been rather active today." I said and rubbed my rounded belly and felt a kick. He sat behind me and I leaned back against him. When he had first asked if he could court me, I told him "no", still so full of self-loathing. He was persistent though and not even a year later, he was courting me and I was falling for him more and more every day. But I was still terrified of hurting him, of dragging him down. When I told him that this couldn't continue because I wasn't good enough for him and I would only end up hurting him, he simply smiled and kissed away my tears. "I happen to disagree with you on both of those statements. I love you Lily." When he said that, I broke down and he held me while I cried.

3 years later, I was pregnant with twins. When I had told him, he ran up to the tallest tower and yelled that he was going to be a father happily. Kida had been so happy that she was going to be a grandmother and Milo cried. Audrey and the rest of the gang had come to visit when I wrote her that I was married and pregnant. For a such a tomboy, she sure can squeal awfully high and loud, I realized as she hugged me. I looked over at Sweet. "Will you be godfather?" Stunned, he nodded then grinned at me.