Guess what fuckers, this is the last chapter and we've got some very exciting things coming your way! Gotta read and find out but some of you get what you've been waiting for ;)

Be sure to read the note at the end too guys! It's very VERY important!

Friday, June 26, 1992
7 PM

"Babe I'm home!" Max yelled, trudging into the house, dropping her bag on the floor and kicking her shoes off. "It's hot as all hell outside. It's like were standing in Satan's ass crack." She heard him snort from the kitchen.

"Don't come in here!" He called back. "I have a surprise and it's not ready yet." She laughed.

"Okay, I'm gonna go shower 'cause I stink."

"You do that." She rolled her eyes and made her way upstairs. She'd been working all day in the heat, as the A/C at the arcade was absolute shit because Keith wouldn't call someone to fix it. There was one good thing about today, though, and it was something she'd been thinking about for a while now, and finally decided on. She showered, towel dried her hair, changed into a tank top and shorts, and made her way downstairs. Lucas was waiting for her at the bottom, dressed in similar wear, but with his camouflage bandanna on. She raised an eyebrow and wrapped her arms around his neck.

"What's with the bandanna?" She asked. He shrugged.

"Just felt like wearing it, for old times sake."

"I'm surprised it still fits your big ass head." He snorted and rolled his eyes.

"You're one to talk. Just imagine how big our kids heads are gonna be."

"Oh fuck, I haven't thought about that." She made a face. "I will definitely have a C-section then. Fuck pushing a giant watermelon out of my lady bits." He sighed, shaking his head fondly.

"Thanks for not being too... vulgar with your choice of words." He pecked her on the lips and grabbed her hand, pulling her towards the kitchen. "How was work?" He asked, already knowing the answer.

"Oh my God it was terrible. Keith is being suck a dick, saying I should suck it up and work in fucking hundred degree heat. I think the fuck not. If he doesn't get it fixed soon I'm fucking quitting. I don't know how those kids do it."

"We used to do it." He retorted.

"Yeah but that was when we were used to the heat and shit. It still sucked either way, ya nerd. I felt bad for El, almost every time she was with us during that year we were either at the arcade or Mike's house and his basement used to be the worst." He pulled out a chair for her at the table and she gave him a smile.

"Trust me, I remember. I was in their basement every weekend for twelve years." She snorted and watched as he went over to the microwave and pulled out two plates of food. She raised an eyebrow and looked at him as he set it in front of her. It was her favorite, steak and fries. Before she could say anything, he said,

"I don't know why you like those fries so much. They're okay but not the best."

"I'll fight you on that."

"What about Benny's fries?" He said, pointing a fork at her. She froze, fork half way to her mouth. She pointed it at him.

"True."

Throughout their dinner, Lucas was kind of antsy, and she had an idea of why, but decided not to bring it up.

"So..." She said once she finished. He looked at her. "I have something I want to tell you."

"Are you pregnant?" He asked immediately. She made a face.

"No, Stalker. Why, you paranoid?"

"No it's just... Richie said that we could have kids now and it kinda freaks me out a bit."

"Pretty sure that didn't apply to us, Lucas." She rolled her eyes. He chuckled.

"True. Anyways, what is it?"

"Well, I've been thinking about it for a while, and I'd have told you but I wanted to make up my mind myself, you know?" He nodded. "I want to go to college." He raised an eyebrow.

"Really? For what?"

"Game design. I'd go to the community college here, obviously, so it won't cost as much. What do you think? I mean I still plan to go but I want your opinion too." He snorted.

This is why I love her.

"I love you." He said. "Whatever you want to do, Max, whatever makes you happy. I think you'd do really well."

"Really?" She smiled wide. He nodded.

"Really." She stood and leaned over the table, pecking him on the lips. She sat back down, a grin on her face.

"Is there a particular reason for this insanely awesome dinner?"

"Not particularly, no." He gave her a smile "I know you know what I'm about to do, but I really hope you say yes." He stood up and she scooted her chair back and turned in it. He got down on one knee in front of her, took a black box out of his pocket and opened it, revealing a simple, silver diamond ring. " I love you, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you and make big headed babies. Marry me?" She slapped a hand over her mouth, muffling a loud laugh and nodded, holding out her left hand. He grinned and put the ring on her finger. A perfect fit. He mad a mental note to thank El for helping him with it.

"I love you too. I can't wait to make those babies."

Saturday, July 4, 1992

"GUYS!" Richie yelled at the top of his lungs, jogging around the side of his house, Nora chasing after him. "I'm being attacked! Help!" He slowed down and pretended to fall on his face when Nora grabbed his leg, letting out a small shriek, which sent the small girl into a fit of giggles. Eddie rolled his eyes at him.

"Yeah, get him, Nora!" Holly and Nancy cheered. Mike crept up behind her and picked her up, spinning her in the air as she squealed. Richie stood up and jogged over to the rest of the Losers and Party, pretending to be out of breath.

"She's a fast one, I tell ya." He said, wiping his brow. They all laughed or rolled their eyes at him.

"Food will be done in an hour!" Hopper called from where he was grilling. Dustin cheered and went over to him to see if he need help. He'd deny it but it was only so the food would be done quicker. The pig. Mike put Nora on his hip and walked over to them.

"That's gonna be Mike a year after you two get married." Max said, looking at El, who rolled her eyes.

"It's a good look for him though." She said, giving him a grin. He winked at her and Max mocked gagging.

"Okay so I wasn't just screaming about Nora, I actually had something to tell you." Richie said, grinning. Dustin had come back, defeated, when Hopper wouldn't let him help.

"What?" Eddie asked.

"I'll tell you later." He said, grinning. "Because Lucas and Max have an announcement to make." Eddie scowled at him, as did Max, who turned to the others and grinned. She looked at Lucas, who nodded, and held up her left hand.

"We're engaged!" She exclaimed. El let out a loud squeal and jumped at her, hugging her tight. Everyone started clapping and congratulating them, the boys of course giving Lucas shit about it.

"It's about time, dude." Mike said, smacking Lucas on the shoulder.

"You're one to talk, dude." Lucas rolled his eyes.

"I proposed first dude. We've just been waiting on you to do it. Now we're just waiting on Bill or Bev to propose, or Richie or Eddie."

"I'm pretty sure Bev will be the one to propose." El said, looking at him. He snorted and nodded in agreement.

"I actually kinda figured Max would propose to Lucas." Will said, grinning at the two cheekily. Lucas rolled her eyes.

"I was going to, actually." Max said. Lucas looked at her. "Without a ring, of course. I was basically gonna do the same thing he did for me, cook dinner then propose but he got to it first." He chuckled and kissed the side of her head.

"Richie! Why is there a black van with a Trashmouth written on the side in giant red letters?" Karen called.

"Oh that must be the people here to kidnap me." He replied with a wave of his hand. She gave him the stink eye. "What? It's the only way to lure me in." He winked at her and she rolled her eyes. "Come here." He told her. She made her way over to him. "That van belongs to my band." He said, looking at everyone else. "I figured that since it's the fourth of July, we'd need some music, and who else would it be if not for the greatest band in town?"

"We get to see you perform?" Karen asked excitedly.

"Yes ma'am you do!" He grinned. He pointed towards the road. "I'm gonna go grab 'em and tell them to come meet you guys before we start unloading our shit." He ran off.

"I can just imagine how nervous he really is." Eddie said, chuckling. "But you guys, they're so good, it's insane. Ayla is like the Richie equivalent when it comes to outfits."

"There's nothing wrong with that." Mike H said. Eddie suppressed a giggle at that.

"I didn't say there was." He replied.

"Oh my God you are so cute!" Ayla exclaimed. They heard a child laughing and figured Nora had followed Richie. They were correct, because Richie came back, leading three other people with Nora on his shoulders.

"She's a wild one, I tell you." Richie said, giving Nora to Jonathan, who chuckled. "Okay guys, this is Ayla, Jack, and Malcolm." He said, "That, there, my talented friends, is my little twin brother, Michael and his fiance El. That's my older sister Nancy and her husband Jonathan and their little baby child Nora, who you've already met. This," He patted Holly on the head, "is my hair braiding little sister Holly. And this lovely lady is my mother." He wrapped an arm around Karen, who grinned up at him. He gave her a smile and introduced everyone else.

"It's weird seeing a quiet version of you." Ayla said, gesturing to Mike, who snickered.

"Rude." Richie pouted. "I can be quiet." He said. The Losers scoffed. He pouted again and crossed his arms. "Again, rude."

"Can we go get the stuff now?" Malcolm asked. "I literally can't wait to play again." Richie nodded.

"Yeah, you five year old. Be careful with my shit." He said, giving him a look.

"I broke one singular guitar string last time, come on."

"And it was my favorite guitar sting, jack ass."

"What?" Lucas made a face and Richie chuckled.

"Inside joke my dude. Come on, let's go get this set up. Hey mom?"

"Hm?"

"You mind if we plug some stuff up in the house?" She shook her head.

"Have at it." She smiled at him. He nodded and saluted her, and followed the rest of his band back to the van. "God I wish I had some of his energy."

"I think he took all of Mike's in the womb." Dustin said. "Look at the lazy fucker." Mike was laying on a blanket El had put down, with his head in her lap, on the verge of sleep.

"Everyone know's he's lazy, kid." Hopper said, walking over to them and wiping his hands on a towel. "But he had the night shift last night and hasn't gotten any sleep today, as far as I know, so cut him some slack."

"Why'd he take the night shift."

"Because he's a stubborn fucker." Steve said, plopping down in the grass between Dustin and Joyce, who patted his head in greeting. He snorted.

"I'm not deaf you know. Shut it." Mike grumbled, turning onto his side and burying his face in El's thigh. She chuckled and ran her fingers through his hair.

"Mike do you want coffee?" Karen asked.

"No." He mumbled. "But I need it so yes." He made a show of getting up and cracking his back, resulting in a smack on the head from Nancy, who cringed, and followed his mom into the house. El stretched out on the blanket and crossed her ankles, looking at everyone else.

"Not only is he stubborn, but he's also a child."

"Eleven!" Mike yelled. "You're one to talk!" She stuck her tongue back out at him and he flipped her off before continuing into the house.

"God I love him." She sighed.

"We know." The Party chorused. She flipped them off and closed her eyes, resting her head on her hands.

It took a good bit, but eventually, Richie and his band mates had everything set up, microphones and everything, insisting that everyone on the block should hear, which caused everyone to roll their eyes, but the Losers did agree. They needed to be heard.

"To my brother and future sister in law, get your asses off that blanket and stand up and dance." Richie said into the mic. Mike and El got up, flipping him off in unison. "So, this, my friends and family, is one of my favorite songs to sing, and we did it at the last concert we did, back in Derry. I hope you guys like Joan Jett 'cause she's the shit." They started playing I Love Rock and Roll and they owned it. Richie jumped around the stage in his own little world, grinning at Eddie and everyone else who sang along to the chorus. He stopped playing his guitar and clapped his hands.

"I love rock and roll, so put another dime in the jukebox baby," He sang, stomping his feet a little to the beat. He winked at Eddie who laughed. He was grinning like an idiot at the end and looked at his band mates. "God, I missed this."

"Do another!" Some random person yelled. Everyone looked around and noticed a good bit of people from the neighborhood had come to see what was going on, other people having fourth of July parties. It wasn't many, only about ten or so people. Richie chuckled and looked at everyone else, who nodded. Karen was fanning her face, smiling at him.

"You guys are gonna go far." She said. He smiled at her.

"Thanks, mom." He pecked her cheek before going back in front of the mic.

"Anyone here like Huey Lewis?" He asked. Majority cheered and he took that as a yes. He looked at the others and mouthed the song. "This is for the love birds out here, get your asses together and dance." He watched as the couples who hadn't been together moved towards each other and snorted. "This is The Power of Love."

Wednesday, August 5, 1992

"Hi Eddie!" Karen greeted, opening the door more for him to enter. He smiled at her. "Would you like something to drink?"

"No, thank you. I wanted to talk to you, though." He said. She nodded and gestured for him to sit on the couch with her. He did, leg bouncing a little.

"Is everything okay?" She asked, eyebrows furrowing.

"Oh yeah, yeah everything's fine. I just, um... You know I love Richie, right?" He asked. She nodded, smiling. "Well, um... I wanted to... to ask for permission to marry him." She grinned widely and took his hand.

"Of course Eddie. You don't have to ask. I love you, we all love you, and I know Richie does." He smiled, relief flooding through him. He didn't know why he'd been so nervous.

"I love you guys too. You're like family to me, real family." She smiled and hugged him.

"Do you have a ring or? I'm sorry, I'm not sure how this works." She asked, pulling away. He bit his lip and nodded. He reached into his pocket and pulled out the small box.

"It's not much, literally." He opened it and showed it to her. "It'll probably break soon but it's all I could afford at the time. I'm gonna get him a new one after I save up some money."

"Hm... wait here." She said and rushed upstairs. She came back a few minutes later and sat back down. She held up a beautiful gold band, that had a diamond embedded in it. "This was my father's wedding band. He wore it from the time he was 18 years old to the day he died. He wanted Richie or Mike to have it, you know, if Richie ever... found his way back to us. And he did. I think Richie would love this, Mike was happy that his grandpa wanted him to have it but he never really liked it."

"He would, he'd flash it everywhere he goes." Eddie joked. She chuckled and took the box from Eddie's hand. She took the small silver band out of it's spot and put the gold one in it and shut it, handing it back to him. "Are you sure?" He asked.

"Positive." She smiled at him. He hugged her again.

"Thank you."

Saturday, August 8 , 1992

"Eddieeeee!" Richie sand, poking at Eddie's cheeks and nose, waiting for him to wake up. Eddie's face scrunched up and he grunted. "Eddie wake up." Eddie just made a fart noise and tried to turn, but Richie, grinning, took hold his his shoulders and kissed him. He knew Eddie was awake the instant he felt him kissing back, so he pulled away and Eddie whined.

"What?" He grumbled.

"Happy anniversary baby." Eddie's eyes snapped open, only to see Richie's mop of hair covering the majority of his face, but he sure did see the wide grin on his face.

"Holy shit." He muttered. "Happy anniversary, mm, come here."

"What's up with you?" Ben asked, nudging Eddie, who looked at him, an eyebrow raised.

"Nothing, why?" Eddie asked, chewing on his thumb nail.

"You look like you're constipated, Eddie." Mike H said, chuckling at him.

"I do?" The two laughed and nodded, and he blushed, biting his lip instead.

They're all at Steve's having a little get together, mainly to swim while it's still hot out, and to celebrate their sixth anniversary, because Karen insisted that it was a big deal. And it was, because to day was the day. He looked up and saw Bill and Bev walking over to them.

"Can I talk to you for a second?" Bev asked him. He nodded and followed her to a fairly empty spot in the yard. "Everyone's outside now, and Jonathan's got his camera. Richie's over there sitting with his mom, Dustin, Mike, and El." Eddie nodded, swallowing harshly. Bev squeezed his shoulder gently. "Don't be nervous, Eds." He scowled at the nickname, but took a deep breath and nodded, and the two walked over to everyone. "We'd like your attention please!" She yelled and everyone turned to them.

Eddie nervously walked over to Richie and just stood in front of him. Richie looked up at him through his glasses, his hair almost covering them.

"What's up, Eds?" He asked, cocking his head to the side slightly. Eddie bit back a don't call me that, and gave him a smile.

"Ready to tell them what we talked about?" Richie's eyes widened, right along with his grin.

"Yes!" He jumped up and high fived him. He looked around at everyone. "Okay so do you remember after everything went down, we were all asked, where do we go from here?" He started. The Party and Losers nodded. "Well, Eddie and I've been talking a lot, and I'd already decided what I'm gonna do, and now he has." He looked at Eddie to continue.

"I'm gonna take a year off," He began, "and then I'm gonna go to med school in Chicago. Once I finish that, I'll, hopefully, get a job here."

"And I, will be going back to Derry for a bit, with both Eddie and Bev, since the rest of you have college and shit to do, to clear out Went and Mags house and sell it, then we're coming back and the band is moving with me." He grinned at that.

"That's awesome, guys!" Joyce exclaimed, clapping. Everyone joined in. Bev nudged Eddie in the side and he glared at her. He tapped Richie on the shoulder and he looked at him. Eddie took a deep breath.

"I don't usually do this, no, I never do this, so I swear you better love me after this." Richie looked confused.

"You know I love ya, Eds." He smiled at him, and Eddie smiled back.

"Richie, we've been through a lot, everyone knows this." Richie just cocked his head to the side again, and Eddie couldn't help but think about how cute he was when he did it. "We've been through so much, together, and I want to continue... together. I love you so much that it... that it hurts, sometimes, you know? I thought I was going to loose you for a minute there, but I didn't, and I'm glad I didn't." Everyone looked on, confused, excited, or both, wondering what was happening. "You're a real idiot, you know that? A stubborn idiot, but you're my idiot. I'm so proud of you and of everything you've accomplished, even the small things, like actually owning band-aids, laugh all you want, but we all know it's true." Richie chuckled along with everyone else. Eddie's nerves were still there, but not as bad. "Where do we go from here? Well,"He tucked a hand in his pocket, grabbing the box. "I can't believe I'm doing this outside in the grass but, Richie Tozier," He got down on one knee and he swore he heard just about every single person out there gasp. "Will you do me the honor of being my idiot forever, and marry me?" He pulled the box out of his pocket and opened it, holding it up for him to see. Richie stared at him, eyes wide. His eyes welled up with tears and he stood up straighter.

"Are you serious?" He whispered. Eddie nodded, and before he had a chance to react, Richie literally tackled him to the ground in a hug, pressing his lips to Eddie's and anywhere else he could reach.

"I...thought...that...was...my...job..." He said between kisses, a giggling Eddie underneath him.

"Is that a yes?" Eddie asked.

"That's a fuck yes." Everyone started laughing and cheering, wolf whistling and screaming. Richie got off of Eddie finally and helped him up. Eddie took the ring out of the box and held it up to him.

"Read what's on the inside." He told him quietly. Richie took it and examined it, and saw the words forever and always engraved in it in small letters. He grinned and handed it back to Eddie, who raised an eyebrow. Richie held out his left hand dramatically, wiggling his ring finger expectantly. Eddie laughed and put the ring on his finger as everyone either awe'd or laughed with him. Richie pulled him into an actual hug this time and kind of swayed back and forth a little.

"Now we know who wears the pants in the relationship!" Dustin yelled. Richie pulled away and glared at him. Dustin made an oh shit face.

"I thought we already knew that?" Richie asked, grinning. Everyone laughed and started congratulating them. Karen hugged them both for what seemed like forever, even wiping a few tears away and saying,

"I can't believe both my babies are getting married." Richie couldn't keep the smile off his face after that as he hugged his siblings, one by one, and all of his friends. El hugged both he and Eddie tightly and said,

"Welcome to the family, it's official, you're technically Wheeler's!" They both laughed and hugged her back. When Richie hugged Bev, she gave him a knowing look.

"You knew, didn't you?" He asked, hugging her.

"Maybe!" She drew out the e and he snorted.

"I kn-knew too!" Bill exclaimed, waiting for his hug.

"That's because I told you though." Bev rolled her eyes at him.

"I need pictures!" Karen exclaimed from somewhere in the group of people.

"Jonathan-" Joyce started but he grinned and interrupted her.

"Way ahead of you, mom."

"Hey Eds?" Richie asked as Jonathan got the camera ready to take a picture of them.

"What?"

"Does this make me the bride?"

"I mean, if you wanna be technical, yeah." Eddie shrugged, trying to keep a straight face.

"So I can wear an all white suit?" Eddie snorted and wrapped his arms around Richie's waist.

"Whatever you want, baby."

They got in a good bit of pictures, of just the two, the couples and everyone together. It was after a picture the four Wheeler siblings that it happened. El walked a couple steps away from everyone and leaned over, throwing up everything she'd eaten the last couple hours. Mike's eyes widened.

"Oh baby no." He cooed, rushing over to her and pulling her hair back for her. He cringed a little and looked at everyone else, who looked worried. He shrugged.

"I'm sorry." El said quickly, before throwing up again. Mike swallowed, he hated puking. The sight of it, the smell of it, the feeling of it, and he especially hated seeing El do it, knowing he couldn't help her. She stood up a little straighter and wiped her mouth, looking at them sheepishly.

"That was a lot of puke." She said quietly. Bev tossed Mike a bottle of water and he opened it, handing it to El, who cleaned her mouth out a bit and then drank it slowly. "Thanks."

"You okay now?" Hopper asked. Mike rubbed her back as she leaned into him. She nodded.

"I think so. I don't know what's up with me, I've been feeling weird." She said. "Like around the same time every- Oh." Everyone eyed the two.

"What?" Mike asked, confused. El pulled him down a little and whispered in his ear. "Oh." A look of realization crossed his face. "OH. Oh shit."

"Oh shit is right." She said, grabbing his hand and pulling him with her.

"I'm so confused. What's going on you two?" Dustin asked. No one really knew what was going on, or hadn't registered it yet. Except for the mama's of the group.

"I know. Come with me you too." Nancy said, jogging to reach up to them. Karen and Joyce looked at each other, eyes wide. Karen let out a tiny squeal and threw her arms around Joyce. She looked at Hopper, who had his jaw set.

"You're not killing my son, Hopper." She said. "They're getting married, it was gonna happen either way. And we're not completely sure, but pretty sure." He grumbled something to himself and sat down. Most of the boys were confused and just sat down with everyone else.

Meanwhile, Nancy pulled Mike and El into the bathroom on the main floor and dug around in her purse and pulled out three pregnancy tests, placing them on the counter. Mike eyed them.

"You act like you're the one who has to pee on them, calm down." He glared at her.

"Why-?" El couldn't finish her question because Nancy was already answering.

"I had a feeling." She said. "I bought them the same night Nora kept saying baby."

"Oh." El looked at them, just sitting on the counter. "It's a good thing I have to pee." She said simply.

"I'm gonna leave you two to it. You better come out with smiles or I'm beating both your asses." She left, shutting the door without another word. Mike stared at the floor for a good minute before El said,

"Mike?" He looked at her, her brown eyes wide and filled with what looked like worry and... hope.

"They said that you probably couldn't get pregnant, El." He said, quietly. "I don't... I don't want to think you are and- and then you're not. I don't wanna get my hopes up." She stepped closer and put a hand on his cheek.

"I know." She whispered. "We have to find out, though." He nodded. "I'd kiss you but I know how you feel about puke. And it's gross." He snorted. She went over to the toilet and lifted her shirt to unbutton her pants and he made a show of turning around.

"Privacy!" He exclaimed jokingly. She burst out laughing.

"Shit, I'm gonna pee on myself instead of the stick." He snorted so hard he coughed. "That sounded so wrong. Don't tell Richie I said that."

"Definitely won't."

"I'm literally taking pregnancy tests, Mike, we've had sex. I don't know why you have to turn around when I pee." He shrugged.

"It's weird."

"You're weird." He heard the toilet flush and then her zipper and he turned around. He held his arms out to her and she fell into them, hugging him back.

"How long do we have to wait?" He asked.

"The box said five minutes." She said. He nodded into her hair. They stood like that for what seemed like forever. "I think it's been five minutes." She said eventually. He let her go and they looked at each other. "Uh, do you think you could look? I don't know if I can..." He blinked and then nodded.

"Yeah, yeah, uh... yeah." He picked one up and turned it over. "Uh, what does two lines mean?" El nearly gave herself whiplash with how fast she looked at him.

"No way." She said, shocked. "It means pregnant..." They looked at each other. "What do the other two say?" She asked quickly. He picked up another and she picked up the last. "Two lines..."

"Two." He said, looking at her.

"Mike..." She threw herself at him, wrapping her legs around his waist. He laughed, hugging her back.

"Oh my God." He whispered into her hair. "You're gonna be a mama."

"You're gonna be a daddy." She pulled back a bit and put her hands on his cheeks, wiping at the tears falling. She knew she had tears of her own. "We're gonna be parents."

"I love you."

"I love you too." He tilted his head forward a little and kissed her. They'd have stayed like that if it weren't for someone knocking on the door.

"Hey! You two better not be baby making in there!" Dustin yelled, before walking away. Mike and El looked at each other before bursting into giggles. Mike let her down and she picked up one of the tests and put it in her pocket. The two continued giggling as they made their way outside, and Karen, Nancy and Joyce all screamed at the same time, causing everyone else to jump or scream at the sound. As soon as they were in arms reach, El pulled the test out of her pocket and held it out to Joyce. Karen didn't even stop to look, she just pulled Mike into the tightest hug he'd probably ever had as Nancy hugged her.

"What the hell is even happening?" Bill asked.

"I'm pregnant!" El exclaimed as Mike said,

"El's pregnant!"

"I just said you better not be baby making!" Dustin yelled, before pulling the two into a hug. After a second, Richie pulled him off of them by the back of his shirt and pulled them into a tight hug.

"Dude, are you crying?" Mike asked after hearing a sniffle.

"No... Yes. Sorry, I'm just... I'm gonna be an uncle, man! Like I know I already am but I'll get to see this one grow up from the start and I just... I'm happy." Mike smiled and patted his back.

"You're gonna be an awesome one at that." El said. Richie just smiled. Then he said, with that shit eating grin of his as he pulled away,

"I was right when I said that you two get it on a lot." Eddie, having heard him, sighed.

"Moment. Ruined."

~End~

I honestly can NOT believe I've finished this story. It's been a great five months (give or take a few days)! I love you guys soo much and I'm so so grateful. I never expected to get so much love for this and I'm so happy! You guys have been an amazing help and thank you to Phieilly for all your help!

Now this isn't actually where the story ends. I'll be writing a sequel, not sure about the name but it'll just be their lives after. No monsters, no evil whatsoever will be in it, just all the happy times. We'll be watching them grow and have families of their own :)