Author Note: This idea came to me as I was thinking about writing a sequel for TYC. Decided to rewrite the entire epilogue and take it from there. Hope you enjoy the rewritten chapter. I am working on a little snippet thing called 'First Year Engaged' It's not going to be as long as the previous story. Just little moments of Roger and Novak's first year as an engaged couple.

Chapter Twenty Four: Epilogue Rewrite

Djokovic-Federer Home - Monte Carlo, Monaco, 2017

It was nearly midnight when thirty year old Novak Djokovic arrived home from the ATP Barclays Finals tournament in London. He sighed out as he dropped his luggage to the floor and punched in the code for the alarm. Once the beeping stopped, he retrieved his keys and closed the door. He locked the door back up and reset the alarm before dragging his one bag into the laundry. He added his clothes from the bag to the already piles separated on the floor. Novak then picked up the nearly empty suitcase and headed upstairs. The past two months were hectic for Roger and Novak. Hell, the last two years were hectic for Roger and Novak. In 2016, which was Roger's last year on the tour, Roger came out. It was hinted several months before he actually came out. Roger had to make Novak promise that he wouldn't come out as well. Novak wasn't happy that Roger was coming out first. He had hoped they would come out together as a couple. Roger handled the pressure of being a gay athlete and would have still been on the tour, except his aching back caused him to retire a couple of years before he wanted to. In 2017, things hit the fan, literally.

Right after Novak finally won the French Open, a picture of him and Roger in a passionate embrace surfaced. A picture taken in 2012 sometime. They weren't sure who was responsible or how it got out. Or why it took so long for it to surface. Rumors flew and it was too late to deny anything. A statement was released by their respective PR reps. "Roger Federer and Novak Djokovic have been in a relationship since the year of 2008 and in 2015, were legally married in a simple, secret ceremony in South Africa. We ask that they are given their privacy and not be hounded by photographers." Of course that's not all what was revealed in the last two months.

Novak entered his and Roger's bedroom to find the most beautiful sight ever. Roger fast asleep on their bed, with their two year old twins on either side of him. Rosie on his right and Theo on his left. He put his shoulder bag down and searched through it for his camera. He stood up and he quickly snapped a picture before just standing there watching them. He always felt guilty leaving all three of them when he went to a tournament. He noticed Roger was having a hard time with his absence. Not with handling the twins, but with Novak missing from the bed. With Novak still on tour and Roger cooped up in Monte Carlo with the twins, they didn't see much of each other. Only when Novak came home after a tournament and some times, weeks go by before he comes home.

Photographers seemed to be camping out every where except in Monte Carlo. They had a vacation chalet in Basel, but Roger's parents kept saying that there were paparazzi every where in town, hoping they would be out somewhere. Novak had spent the rest of the year walking around like he had a scarlet letter on him somewhere. He was so busy watching his husband and their kids, he didn't see Roger had woken up. "You going to stand there staring or help me get these rug rats to bed?" he asked causing Novak to jump. "Sorry."

"It's okay," Novak said putting his camera down. He went over to the right side and gently picked up Rosie. She was every bit like Roger. She had his eyes, nose, smile and laugh. She had curly strawberry blond hair that came from the DNA of the donor egg. Roger carefully got Theo into his arms and got out of bed. You could tell that Theo was Novak's son. His dark complexion, dark hair, smile and laugh was in the two year old. His bright green eyes and facial structure was from the DNA donor egg. Together, the two of them carried their children to the nursery across the hall. Novak put Rosie in her cot while Roger put Theo in his. "You know, we did say we were going to get them their own room," Novak said in a hushed whispered.

"We will. After they turn three next year in June," Roger said putting a blanket over Theo.

"Right," Novak said making sure Rosie was comfy. He sighed out in delight as two arms encircled him. "I missed you," Novak said as Roger's lips caressed his neck.

"I missed you too," Roger said. He turned Novak around and kissed him passionately. Novak moaned softly as Roger backed him up against the wall. Everything else stopped existing as Roger trailed his lips down Novak's neck. Roger's knee made it's way in between Novak's legs, nudging up against his cock. "Roger, not in the nursery. It's sacrilegious," he said. Roger chuckled as he pulled away from Novak and pulled him out of the room. They kissed as they made their way across the hall. Aiming for the doorway to the bedroom, they missed, hitting the wall. Novak grunted and Roger kissed his neck again.

"Bedroom, Roger. The bedroom," Novak said and Roger got them into the bedroom. They panted amongst their kissing as they made their way to the bed. Suddenly Roger pulled away and lifted Novak up. Novak giggled as Roger tossed him onto the bed before removing his shirt. "You seemed rushed," Novak said.

"I missed my husband and I'm going to show him just how much I missed him," Roger said before getting on top of Novak. "My problem is that our son always interrupts when we start anything intimate." Novak chuckled before Roger captured his lips into a deep kiss. He moaned into his husband's mouth. Something he missed the last few days. He put his arms around Roger's upper body and pulled him on top of him. He missed his weight on him too. Their hips connected and both started dry humping each other. Roger started kissing down Novak's neck and got a whimper from his husband.

"Roger," Novak gasped. Just then a whimper from the baby monitor on their nightstand caused them to stop. "I know I love him, but right now, I wish he was at his grandparents' house."

"Which one?" Roger asked getting off him.

"Either one," Novak said.

"I'm going to take care of him and when I get back, you had better be naked and ready for me, mister," Roger said leaving the room. Novak chuckled as he heard Roger talking with Theo quietly so he didn't wake Rosie. Naked? He could do naked.

Fifteen minutes later, Roger got back after getting Theo a glass of water and reading one story to him. Unfortunately for him, Novak was sprawled out on the bed, fast asleep. He groaned softly, cursing in Swiss German. He was probably naked, too. Roger stepped forward and carefully lifted the sheet up. He licked his lips at the sight of his naked husband, but decided against mishandling him. The fact that Novak was out like a light told him he was tired and jet lagged. Roger groaned as he got into bed and Novak curled his naked body up against his, which didn't help his growing problem. Novak's knee bumped it and he groaned softly before settling him down with a head kiss. "I love you," he whispered.

The next morning, Novak woke up; alone and hard. He sat up trying to remember if he and Roger had reunited in the bedroom. He groaned when he realized that he might have fallen asleep. "Crap," he muttered. He sighed out in disbelief as he got out of bed and headed into the bathroom.

Roger looked up when a freshly showered Novak came downstairs. "Daddy!" Rosie called out and Novak got a huge smile on his face. He walked over to her and gave her a big kiss. He gave a kiss to Theo too before Roger gathered him up in his arms and gave him a kiss of his own. Both twins giggled at their dads before going back to their breakfast.

"Coffee?" Novak asked once Roger let him go.

"All brewed for you," Roger said. Novak walked over to the coffee machine and poured himself some coffee into a mug, along with some sugar and milk. He was stirring it when he felt Roger's warm body came up behind him and his strong arms embraced him.

"I'm sorry I fell asleep on you last night," Novak said.

"You were tired and jet lagged. It was understandable," Roger said before lightly kissing his neck. "I've fallen asleep on you plenty of times in the past. You were bound to do it to me one of these days." Novak chuckled as Roger's lips moved up behind his ear. He moaned softly as he licked his sensitive spot liked so many times before.

"I thought you'd be tired of my neck after nine years," he said.

"Ah, it'll be ten years in January during the Australian Open."

"Hmm, ten years," Novak pondered before taking a sip of his coffee. Roger made him put his coffee down and turned him around to face him. He captured his lips into a passionate kiss and Novak wrapped his arms around his neck. They moaned softly as they kissed and Roger turned them around toward the island counter. Novak grunted in pleasure when his back hit the counter edge and he heard some giggling. Roger kissed down his neck on his left and he looked to his right to see the kids were watching them.

"Roger, the kids are watching us," Novak said.

"They don't know what we're doing," Roger said before going back to Novak's neck. Novak gasped when Roger nipped at his collarbone. Novak found his hands going to Roger's ass and he squeezed it, causing a groan to escape Roger's mouth. "God, I want to take you on this counter right now," the Swiss said. Novak moaned as Roger reached down to grasped Novak's ass to lift him onto the counter. Neither heard the front door open or the footsteps of two people coming down the hall towards the kitchen. Not until those people gasped in horror.

"What the heck do you two think you are doing?!" one person shouted. Both looked over to see both of their mothers standing in the door way. They immediately broke apart from each other as the twins giggled.

"You two were going to have sex in front of your children," Dijana said.

"I was going to take him out of the room," Roger said.

"You were going to lift him onto the counter," Lynette said walking over to the twins. Novak glared at him and grabbed his coffee.

"Hi, Mum," he said to Dijana.

"You had your hands on his ass. You're just as bad," his mother said. He let a sigh of despair and looked to his husband.

"Why are they here?" he asked.

"Because they are going to take the kids for the day and night so we can catch up with each other," Roger said to him. Novak stood there in silence. "You're welcome," his husband said before giving him a kiss. "Have you guys had breakfast yet?" he asked their moms.

After breakfast, they talked for while. Mostly about the recent events. "The paparazzi in Serbia are nuts. If they're not camping out at our house, they're out at your guys' house," Dijana said holding Rosie as she flung food.

"We should have bought that house in the mountains," Roger quipped causing Dijana to chuckle.

"What about the house in Basel?" Novak asked Lynette.

"I don't think they've found that one yet," his mother in law said bouncing Theo up and down on her lap.

"They'll find it," Novak said running his foot up Roger's leg. Roger cleared his throat bringing his coffee mug up to his mouth.

"Well, what did you expect, Novak? You guys come out as a married couple, a relationship that started in 2008, mind you. They want to catch you two together, along with the twins. The only picture that's surfaced so far is that first one," his mother said. Roger suppressed a moan when Novak's foot reached his crotch.

"All the analysts in the tournaments can talk about is every match we've played against each other. They kept saying how they didn't see anything that was an indication that we were a couple," he said.

"Yeah, that was one thing we were good at. Making people think we hated each other when behind closed doors we couldn't keep our hands off each other," Novak said, his toe just touching Roger's cock. Roger hid his groan behind his coffee cup, but Dijiana heard it. She determined it was time to leave. She was sure that Roger and Novak were probably playing footsie underneath the table.

"We should go, Lynette," Dijana said causing Novak to pull his foot away. "Let the boys catch up with each other," she said. Novak and Roger made eye contact across the table as their mothers got up from the table with the twins. They only broke it when the twins said goodbye at the encouragement of their grandmothers. They waved as Lynette and Dijana grabbed the baby bags that Roger had already packed. One final goodbye to the kids, the two women left with the toddlers. Roger and Novak remained seated at the breakfast table, finishing their coffee. They kept eye contact the whole time and Novak was getting hard under Roger's intense gaze.

"You want me, don't you?" Novak asked. Roger nodded his head taking another sip of his coffee. "Well, you'll just have to catch me then," the Serb said before taking off from the table. He caught Roger off guard who was a little slow to react. Novak didn't hear him until he got to the top of the stairs.

"You can't run from me, lover," Roger said. Novak stopped at the bedroom door and saw Roger take the steps, two at a time.

"Are you sure you're thirty six?" Novak asked before heading into the bedroom. Roger caught up with him and Novak let out a fit of laughter.

"I'm not thirty six when my husband teases me with his feet under table," Roger said. Novak chuckled before Roger turned him around and pushed him onto the bed. He played hard to get and moved up the bed as Roger pulled off his shirt. "Ah, ah. Where do you think you're going?" he asked pulling on Novak's legs. He got on top of Novak and started kissing him full on the lips. Novak moaned wantonly as Roger's body laid on top of his. He felt Roger put his arms up and then his shirt left his body. Roger was back on top of him and kissing his neck.

"Roger," he moaned. Roger spread Novak's legs and pulled them around his waist. "Missed me much?"

"Very much," the Swiss eating his neck said. "Let me show you," he added and Novak gasped out in pleasure.

Roger spent all day showing him how much he missed his husband.

It was now night time. Roger and Novak laid in bed caressing one another after making love again. Novak lost count after the fifth time. "We just spent all day making love," he said.

"Uh-huh," Roger said running his fingers along Novak's back.

"Remember the last time we spent all day in bed making love?" he asked.

"Hmm, US Open 2011. The rain delay day," Roger said, remembering. It was his idea after all.

"We should have done this more often," the Serb said. Roger chuckled before kissing Novak on the head.

"So, anything happen in the finals, besides you winning?" Roger asked. Novak let out a mournful sigh, causing concern for Roger. "Nov, baby?"

"Marian wants to retire," Novak said getting up.

"So he retires. Why the mournful sigh?"

"He doesn't want to leave me without a coach next year," he said.

"Well, had he thought about finding you a replacement?" Roger asked.

"He's not sure if anyone would take me on because of me being gay and in a relationship," Novak said before sighing out. He laid back down into Roger and got comfy. Just then Roger said something he really didn't think he would hear.

"What about me?" Novak sat back up and looked at his husband.

"You? Be my coach?"

"You're going to need one, Novak. Who better to coach you in your later years than your husband?"

"To tell you the truth, I hadn't really though of you as my coach," Novak said.

"Really?" Roger asked. Novak went to reply but Roger cut him off. "You hadn't thought of me in a position where you get to call me 'coach' not just on court, but in the bedroom as well?" Roger asked and he got his younger husband to blush. He chuckled as Novak batted at his face. "You have."

"Okay, yes, I have thought of you in bed with me calling you 'coach'," he said and Roger chuckled. "You've only been retired for a year. Are you sure you want to come back after only one year?"

"Nov, I may have the twins with me, but I'm dying to be your arm candy out in public," Roger said causing Novak to chuckle. "I'm lost here at home when you're away. You take the vibrator with you when your go on tour." Novak laughed out as Roger pulled him back down onto the bed.

"What about the press?"

"What about them?" he asked. "Do you really think we can hide for the rest of our lives?"

"We could try," Novak said.

"How about instead of hiding out, we come out in public for the first time? I can't let it all fall onto your shoulders. Not after this year." Some press had been really hateful towards Novak. There were press conferences that had to be stopped in the middle because some unruly reporter got rude and homophobic.

"We could do a press conference together before the tournaments. We could start writing that book you wanted to write when we came out."

"Oh, I hadn't thought of that," Novak said. "We could do a TV interview too," he added.

"There you go," Roger said. "Already thinking ahead." He got closer to Novak in the bed and put his arm around him. "So, you willing to take orders from me?"

"Do I get rewards if I obey them?" Novak asked. Roger hummed before leaning forward and kissing his husband.

"You bet your ass, you do," he said amidst the kissing. "In fact, I think I'll give one right now," he said before rolling onto Novak. "Ready for round eight?" he asked.

"You bet," Novak said. "Coach," he added with a smile. Roger laughed before proceeding to round eight.

Things were going to get even more hectic, but as long as they were together, none of that matter.

The End

Sequel; 'Ten Years Strong' coming by the end of the year.