Author Note: In case of confusion, he didn't go to the hospital- just to Ducky and Sam, since Sam made them. AND FINALLY DONE! OHMYGOSH!
~CWA
Epilogue:
Danny:
I smiled at Sam and Abby. My broken ribs had healed, so I wasn't bedridden anymore. Luckily, the healing only took a few days. The team took the news of halfas pretty well. Vlad was behind bars, charged with several degrees of manslaughter. He was human now, so I wasn't too worried about him getting out- if he did I doubt Gibbs would let him stay out. Speaking of…they were practically my new family. Gibbs and them…they even treated me like family.
Which is why we were at the park, celebrating. It was something new to NCIS- to celebrate, but Sam and I showed them how it's done. Besides, Abby was happy to join us. She and Sam got along great- like I thought they would. They're practically sisters. Me, I got along best with Ducky and Gibbs surprisingly. Though, I suppose I did best with all of them.
Sam…my lovely Sam…I looked at her. She had her ring back now, and it was safely around her neck on the chain necklace. I rubbed my own ring. The team didn't understand it, but we did love each other…a lot…
Years Later:
I stood at alter waiting for her to walk down the aisle. My friend (who I met in college), Tom, was my best man. Gibbs was standing where my father would've stood. Ziva, Abby, and some of Sam's friends, were the bridesmaids- though Abby was the maid of honor. I smiled slightly when I saw that Abby didn't once stop being a goth- dressed in a black maids dress with a skull hat. We didn't have family to invite, as they were all long dead, but we had friends and their families (who were like extended families) so both sides of the church was full.
Sam walked down the aisle. This was the first time I saw the dress…she looked so beautiful. The dress went to the floor (though I know she was wearing combat boots underneath because she had to lift the dress slightly to walk up the steps). It was white, surprisingly, but it had a black ribbon across the waist with dark purple flowers that looked…gothic…on the side. Her veil hid her wonderful porcelain face as it was black. At her side, walking her down the aisle was Ducky. He was like a father to her as Gibbs was like a father to me.
She was soon standing in front of me, smiling. The priest read us the do's and we read our vows. Soon, it was for the rings. The rings were gorgeous…made from the same rings that we gave each when we were young with the words Sam and Danny written on each one. Those rings were always a symbol of our love, and have been through a lot with us. In a way, the rings not only symbolized our love, but our struggles. They were a part of us.
