Do you guys remember Yori's joke alias? (You know, the one that made Ellie almost choke on gummy bears?) Well my family recently got 5 baby hens and they said I get to name one. I named her Balfadon the Destroyer, after our beloved Yori.

Also, I got a reviewer saying babies aren't born with hair, but myself along with all three of my siblings were. In fact, my aunt was born with her fingers tangled so badly in her hair, that they had to cut it just to get her hand free. While it's true that most people are born bald, it's not a requirement.

Lots of questions get answered in this chapter, so buckle up, enjoy, and don't forget to review!

Ellie Lawliet's P.O.V.

The last thing I saw before I faded away was the face of my son. All the pain from my bruises and scars was gone. I felt strong and powerful, like I'd been liberated from all the cares of the world.

All around me was nothing but light. Everything was white and silver. I dug my does into the soft ground beneath me, looking down to find it was a delicate sand. Surrounding me was the sweetest music, seeming to come from every direction. It had no melody and no rhythm, but it felt so pure. I breathed in deeply; the air smelled clean and fresh like a mountain forest just after rainfall.

I felt a presence behind me. Turning around, I saw a familiar figure: The Shiny Person. Only now, I could see him clearly. Even though I'd never seen him in my life, I knew exactly who he was.

I dropped my knee, bowing my head, "My king."

He smiled, speaking in his familiar, calming voice, "Rise, child. You do not need to bow to me like your brothers and sisters."

I stood up, running to embrace the figure I so dearly loved and respected.

The moment I touched him, memories started flowing through me. I remembered my creation, which was later followed by the birth of others like me; my little siblings. I remembered my light, outshining everyone. I remembered the man in front of me, praising each good deed like they were the most precious thing in the world. Every life I saved from despair made me glow brighter. My brightness was exceeded only by the man standing in front of me.

We were gods of life, and I was the king's first daughter. Due to the intense glow that I had earned over several millennia of good deeds, I came to be known as Guardian. It was the only name I had at the time. One day, my father came to me and told me I was being sent on a mission. He wouldn't tell me what it was, only that I had to complete a number of steps before I could complete it, and that the fate of all life hung in the balance.

First, I had to be born into a human body and raised among men. That was the only way I'd be able to blend in. This would also ensure that I grew attached to humans. If I hadn't, I may not have been motivated to save them. "The task ahead is a difficult one," he'd said, "You will need more than just the goodness in your heart to complete it."

Second, I had to become my own person. Before, I had merely existed. I was ignorant and naïve of how the world works, only borrowing my father's beliefs. Because I had gotten to be human, I also got to learn. And I have learned so much. I've learned about friendship, art, humor, culture, love, and so much more. Even though I know that I was never truly human, I'm still the same Ellie.

Next, I had to fall in love. Check that off the list ten-fold. Funny enough, L had not been the one hand-picked for me; he was only supposed to assist me in my mission. Our union was merely a happy accident. My father had conditioned someone from Tokyo to become my husband, long before I met L. He didn't tell me who, but he had a whole elaborate plan to make it so we would inevitably meet. I asked him for a name, but before he sent me to Earth he told me I'd discover it all in due time. Even so, I couldn't imagine anyone better than L. He had taught me so much and loved me far deeper than I ever thought someone could. People view him as cold and calculating, but I know him to be good at heart.

After I'd fallen in love, I had to experience pain. Teru Mikami finding me was no accident, and neither was his timing. Those months when I didn't know if I'd live or die was mentally draining. I put on a good show of optimism for the others, but deep down I was terrified. Each day was just a different form of torture. Still, I couldn't bring myself to sacrifice my son; while that may be the right path for some, it was not mine.

The next thing I had to do was create life. This was the main purpose of our kind. Gods of death kill. Gods of life create. We keep each other in balance, making it so all the worlds are in a constant flow of motion. As a woman, I had the physical ability to create life, even in a human body. If I hadn't done so, I would not be able to regain the memory of who I was.

The last thing he told me was that I would have to die. If I remained trapped in my human shell, I'd never earn the ability to confront Kira. Because he was not fully human anymore, a human entity was incapable of touching him. The only reason I could see him in my human body was simply because my soul was not human. But, having shed my mortal skin, I would now be able to do much more than see and hear him.

"There are many more things which must be done after you have completed these steps," my father had said, "But those you will need to discover for yourself. When you return to me, dear child, you will know what your mission is. From that point on, it will be up to you."

I had come this far. My father released me from his warm embrace, holding my shoulders at arm's length, "Guardian, you have done so well."

"Thank you, Daddy," I said, smiling affectionately at the person I know and love, "But I still have a lot I need to do. I know my mission. The purpose for all of this is to defeat Kira once and for all, isn't it?"

He nodded, "You are correct. But remember, the future is not set in stone. Even I don't know for certain what the outcome will be. As you well know, L was not meant to be your lover, he was intended to be your assistant. Your husband was supposed to be someone else entirely. This alone is proof enough of how malleable the future is. Be steadfast. Do not allow Light Yagami to win this war."

I nodded, sensing a change in the surrounding music. I looked down at the sparkling sand beneath me, "It's time for me to leave you again, isn't it?"

He smiled gently, taking my hand and placing a kiss on my fingertips, "I will see you again soon, Guardian. Make me proud."

With that, everything around me slowly disappeared. My consciousness woke up back in my medical room bed, only I was no longer in a human body; I was a pile of stardust. It was the same glittering white sand as the stuff in my realm. Immediately after, I flowed off the bed, landing on the floor. I formed into myself, bathed in my own gleaming light. Everyone in the room tried to look at me, but were forced to cover their eyes as if blinded.

I remembered how easily their eyes could be damaged by exposure to too much light, so I focused on reigning. It was not without effort. Once I was done, I looked at my hands to make sure most of the light had dimmed. I still shone a bit, but for the most part I was back to normal.

I appraised myself, overlooking the flesh I was always meant to have. I didn't look much different. The only real changes were my scars; all of them were gone, along with my bruises. I can only assume this is because those injuries never happened to this body. I was as fresh and new as my infant son.

I looked up to see everyone staring open-mouthed at me. Their eyes were red and puffy. Weston's eyeliner had streaked all down his face, which I'm sure he won't be happy about later. Locking eyes with L, he gazed at me like I was some sort of vision. In his arms was Nate. I smiled, walking over to take the child in my arms. He was beautiful. His eyes were silver, like the stardust I came from.

"Hi Nate," I said softly, "I'm your Momma."

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After the initial shock had worn off, everyone started talking at once. I handed Nate over to Watari to keep him from being crushed. They swarmed me with questions.

"What just happened?"

"How are you still alive?"

"What happened to your scars, and why the hell are you glowing?"

"Honey, where did that fabulous white dress come from?"

I held my hand up, silencing them, "Woah, hold on, one at a time," I laughed, "I can imagine you have a lot of questions."

"You could say that," Yori said."

L played with his bottom lip, "First of all-"

I interrupted him by grabbing his shirt and pulling him into a kiss. For the first time since I met him, he didn't finish his sentence, instead melting into my touch. He tangled his fingers in my hair, pulling me closer to him. He must've been pretty upset, because his cheeks were wet. I can't remember ever seeing him cry. It was oddly flattering.

Yori cleared his throat awkwardly, "Ahem. We're still here, lovebirds."

We separated and I looked into my husband's black eyes. He stared back, but his face changed from pure awe to interest when he looked at mine, "What happened to your eyes?"

"My eyes?" I raised an eyebrow, then remembered, "Oh, that. This is the color they were before I was human." I'd gotten dark brown eyes from my biological parents, but my true form – while nearly identical – did have a few differences; My silver eyes being one of them. That's likely where Nate got it.

Weston grabbed my shoulders and whipped me around, "What's that supposed to mean, 'before you were human?' What else would you be?"

I held back a laugh, "Did no one find it odd how not only could I see all the shinigami, but that I didn't have a name or life span?"

"Yes, I did find that curious," L said, taking Nate back from Watari.

Weston took him from L's unsuspecting hands, "Oh, I wanna hold him!"

We ignored him, letting him coddle the baby. "Well," I said, "Now I know why."

"Please, enlighten us," Yagami said.

"I was sent here," I explained, "My memories had been locked so that I could learn how to truly be human. When I died, I got them back, and I was freed from my mortal form. Now I'm back to how I'm supposed to be."

"And how exactly are you supposed to be," L asked.

I smirked, imagining their reactions. I decided to toy with them a bit, "Oh, me? Nah, you don't want to know that badly, do you? It's only super important for the fate of mankind, so I'm sure we can skip it."

Yori rolled his eyes, "Oh please, just shut up and tell us."

"Ellie, sweetie, you've got us on the hook, congratulations. Now ease our suffering and just tell us what the hell is going on!" Weston was rocking back and forth, lulling my son to sleep.

"Please don't use such language around my son," I scolded playfully, mostly to draw out their curiosity.

"Ellie," Mr. Yagami said quietly, "Please."

I sighed dramatically, "Well, if you must know; I am basically the opposite of a shinigami. Instead of a god of death," I looked at a little plant on the windowsill and touched its pedals, making it grow larger before their eyes, "I am a god of life."

Yori's eyes widened, but it got weird when he fell to the ground and started bowing, muttering something in Japanese.

"Dude, stop, what are you doing?" I reached down and grabbed his arm to help him up. He looked up at me in a very non-Yori-like way, as if he were praying to the virgin Mary or something. It was unsettling and more than a bit creepy. My father may be used to being worshiped, but it wasn't really my thing.

"Well well, looks like the good doctor is religious," Weston teased, "Never would have guessed." He pretended to be unfazed, but even through his foundation I could see that my drag-queen bestie was paler than usual. Jokes were just his defense mechanism.

"Yori, for real, you don't need to be all formal and stuff. I'm still me, just less fragile."

He snapped out of it and stood up, awkwardly adjusting his glasses, "Sorry… Excuse me, I just- I need a minute." And with that he walked out to get some air.

I raised my eyebrows, "Well, alright then, see you later I guess?"

"You can't blame him," Mr. Yagami said, "he's been fawning over you for months, and to suddenly drop a bombshell like that, it must be shocking. I myself am having difficulty wrapping my head around it."

"Yeah, I guess it's a lot to take in." Wait, did he just say Yori was fawning over me? Since when?

L looked at me, thinking, "It does explain quite a bit."

I smiled. My husband could not be easily shocked.

"This could be a game changer," he continued, "we may defeat Kira after all. I admit, I was beginning to have doubts."

"If you'll excuse me," Watari said, heading out the door, "I'll leave you two be. Weston, Mr. Yagami, would you care to join me in the control room?"

Weston pouted, but followed them out, giving Nate back to me. They left us alone with our little family. When it was quiet again, I saw Gwyneth peeking out from behind a chair, shivering. Poor thing must've been scared to death.

"Come on," I said, "Let's get out of this awful room, I'm sick of these walls."

"I can't imagine why," L said sarcastically.

We made our way to the top floor, where we'd set up a nursery for Nate.

And, just for a moment, everything was perfect.