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EPILOGUE:

The End.

"I AM GOING TO KILL YOU AFTER THIS BRANDT!" Emma yelled at her husband of seven months. This was a horrendous pain she'd never experienced before.

"No you won't because you'll miss me." Will said calmly, smiling and holding onto his wife's hand.

Three months after reuniting, the couple eloped in Las Vegas, getting married at one of those cheesy wedding chapels just off the Strip, calling IMF the next day to announce they were retiring from the spy business. The agency tried to convince them otherwise, as losing two of their best agents wouldn't look good but Emma and Will were determined to live normal lives as private citizens.

"I hate you so much right now." Emma frowned at him, squeezing his hand causing the smile on his face to fade as pain shot through his hand. Will was sure she would break it if she kept squeezing it as hard as she was.

A month after their Vegas wedding Emma discovered she was pregnant, and despite the unexpected shock Emma gratefully had an easy pregnancy with no complications. But had an unnatural craving for Italian food. A few months later they learnt they were having a boy, and spent the next few months deciding on a name for him.

"Come on Emma, just one more push and you'll be able to hold your son." The doctor stated and had been saying similar things for the past seven hours of labour.

"I can't."

"Just a little more Ems and he'll be here, you can do it," Will kissed her sweaty forehead, adjusting his hand in hopes the tiny bones wouldn't be crushed.

"Screw you! You try pushing a human being out of your vagina!"

Will smiled looking up at the nurse as she chuckled, "Excuse my wife."

"Dear that's not the worst we've heard, let's just get your boy here."

Emma soon felt the urge to push again, a ragged cry parting her lips as she gathered every ounce of courage and strength to bring her baby into the world.

"Come on Ems,"

Soon a baby's cries echoed around the room, Emma stumping back against the bed sheets sighed gratefully that it was over. The nurse and doctor checked over the baby, wrapping the delicate human being in a blanket before gently placing him in Emma's awaiting arms.

"He's a beautiful, healthy baby boy."

Emma cradled her son in her arms, "He's perfect."

"He takes after his daddy." Will smiled looking down at his little boy that he'll one day teach how to catch and throw a baseball, take him to little league games. He was determined his son will be a baseball player and know nothing about his parents IMF past.

"Have you thought of a name for him?" The nurse asked.

"We decided on a name last week." Will told her.

"And what should we be calling him?"

"Casey William Brandt," Emma couldn't wipe the smile from her lips.

"It suits him," The nurse adjusted the bed sheets and placed a clean robe on the chair beside the bed.

"We thought so." Emma agreed with her.

"I'll leave you to get better acquainted with Casey. Your doctor should be back in a few minutes to check you and Casey over. She's just gone to get the form for you guys to fill out so your baby has a birth certificate."

"Thank you" Emma said as the nurse left the room, leaving the new family unit alone.

"I'm so proud of you,"

Emma rested her head on his shoulder. "I think its daddy's turn to hold his son."

Will was nervous about holding his infant son but smiled and took him into his arms. The nervousness left once he was holding Casey, and everything seemingly fell into place. He beamed down at his bundle of joy wrapped tightly in the blue blanket. He couldn't believe he'd helped create such a gorgeous creature.

He looked over to Emma who looked like she was about to fall asleep. He knew she should have a shower to get herself cleaned up before falling asleep. "I'll take Casey you go and get freshened up."

"I would but my legs feel like jelly," she told him.

"I'll get the nurse to come back so she can help you," he reached for the buzzer and pressed it.

The nurse walked into the room with someone else. "Is everything okay?"

"Emma needs help to have a shower and get cleaned up." Will told her.

The nurse smiled. "I was just coming back to ask if you wanted a shower. I also brought Anna with me so she can change your bed."

"Oh thank you." Emma smiled.

"I'll walk the corridors with Casey to give you girls some space, I'll be back soon love." Will smiled kissing Emma.

"Okay," she smiled watching him leave the room.

"Your husband seems like an amazing man," the nurse smiled as she helped Emma up from the bed.

"He is amazing. I've put him through a lot and he somehow still loves me," she said remembering their long history, which almost felt like a bad dream these days.

"You're lucky."

After Emma showered and dressed in fresh pyjamas, the nurse helped her back to the room where they discovered Will in a chair, staring down at a sleeping Casey. The nurse helped her settle into bed, walking out as the doctor returned.

"How is everyone?"

"Amazing," Will murmured not looking up from Casey.

"Tired," Emma added relaxing beneath the bed sheets, feeling her eyelids fluttering as sleep called to her.

"You'll be able to sleep once I check you over. Dad can fill the birth certificate while you sleep." she smiled at the new parents.

The doctor did a quick check of Emma and Casey, satisfied they were fine and that they'd be able to leave within a couple of days. Once they were alone again, Emma's head moulded against the pillow, shifting slightly as she looked over at Will talking quietly to their son. She realized she was lucky to have this moment, she'd come so close to losing everything and she never dreamed she'd get a second chance with Will. With those happy thoughts filling her head, she closed her eyes and drifted off into a peaceful slumber.