Epilogue; Two years later

The sun was high and bright in the sky, like it reflected her mood perfectly. In the distance she could hear the yelling and excited screams of children running around and playing together, glad to be out from under Aaron's watchful gaze.

The man had decided to keep teaching, it was the only thing he could and it turned out he didn't hate kids as much as he once did. Priscilla had gone back to her family not long after the Nano had released her body back to her.

Aaron had been pretty low for a while but now he was happy with Ellie. The pair of them lived in the house to her left.

Connor lived two town over with his girlfriend Kay, she was a nice girl about Charlie's age. She was sweet and unassuming and didn't know anything about fighting and war, which was why Connor had taken to her so quickly, wanting to leave that life behind.

They came over every Sunday for family dinner and they sat at two large tables, talking, laughing and sharing that weeks adventures. Connor, it turned out, was great with his hands so he'd started making furniture, chairs and the likes. He enjoyed doing it and it kept him out of trouble.

"Will you watch what the fuck you're doing! God damn it, Miles!" Sebastian Monroe, subtle and kind as he'd always been. She chuckled softly as she looked at the scene in front of her.

Miles and Bass were trying to build a pen for the chicken, the local priest had been complaining the birds were ruining his roses. Charlie was pretty sure it was Luke, one of the local boys who was completely in love with Lucy, one of the local girls, who'd destroyed the roses in an attempt to impress the girl.

She let it be, though. Boys will be boys and this way Miles and Bass had something useful to do in their spare time. It wasn't going easy though, both having very different ideas about how a chicken coop looks like.

"If you weren't such a stubborn, pig-headed asshole and listened to me then you wouldn't be in danger of losing your damn fingers." Came Miles' agitated response.

New Hope, that was the name of the town they lived in now. On their trip they'd come across the almost deserted town and the name had called to them for some reason. It was in the middle of nowhere, had its own lake and a pleasant climate.

They'd only intended to stay for a few days but it turned out that it had been dealing with looters, naturally Miles and Bass couldn't just sit back and let these people be robbed. That's how they ended up here because after the looters had been driven away they had just kind of settled.

It was miles away from the big cities and they almost never got strangers around these parts. After the town had been deemed safe some of the previous people that lived there had come back and they'd steadily grown to a small but thriving gun.

With Miles and Bass' help they'd build a wall around the village and set up guards just in case, they hadn't needed to defend themselves in months though.

Everything had settled down after the Patriots had been defeated and it seemed that all the states and republics were good with each other. Bass and Miles had given up on wanting and needing to help the entire world, now they just looked after their own little piece of the world.

The two men did keep up training and sparring, it was still an uncertain world, after all. Charlie was fine with it, she had her family, her guy and she had a nice house with a wrap-around porch. Bass had even fixed up an ancient porch-swing that she was now sitting on.

"Hey hon, brought you some freshly baked bread." Her mother walked up the steps of the porch and sat down next to Charlie, a basket at her feet. Her relationship with her mother had been getting better and better as they weeks, months and years ticked by, it even seemed that she had started to like Bass.

"Thanks, that's bee good with the stew I'm cooking." Rachel scrunched her nose "You're cooking?... Why do I suddenly feel sorry for Bass." Charlie balked "Hey! I'm not THAT bad of a cook."

Rachel nodded her head "Honey... you burn water!"

"I do not! Okay, that one time I forgot the pot was on the fire so the water evaporated and it burned the carrots... but that was only once!" Granted she wasn't a queen in the kitchen, which is why she and Bass usually ate at Miles and her mom's place.

"Maybe you ladies could get off your butts and give us a hand, how about that?" Bass called out. Charlie just leaned back and chuckled "We made a deal, remember... I cook and you do all the hard labor." She heard him mutter something that sounded suspiciously like 'If only you were as good of a cook as you were at throwing knives.'

"What was that, Bass?" Charlie called back and Bass suddenly was extremely busy with a piece of wood "Nothing, dear." The 'dear' he added on the end told her that he said exactly what she'd thought he'd said.

"Be nice... or I'll trade you in for a younger model!" It was a tease and he knew it but he still turned around, a mock glare on his handsome face. He's taken his shirt off and the manual labor had his chest glistening with sweat in the punishing heat of the sun "Just bring me some water, woman. I'm parched."

The look in those blue eyes of his was mischievous but she grabbed a glass of water and walked over to him anyhow. "Here you go, my hardworking man."

Bass took the glass from her and swallowed down the cool water. Charlie moved to take the glass from him but a tanned arm came around her waist and pulled her against a sweaty chest "Ugh, gross!" She exclaimed and tried to get out of his grasp.

He just chuckled and tossed the glass on the ground so he could keep her prisoner with both arms "That's not what you said last night." Bass teased and nipped at her bottom lip. "I said a lot of things last night, most of them you shouldn't allow to feed that already large ego of yours."

"Excuse me, my very large ego happens to be justified, little lady." Bass leaned down and pressed his mouth to hers, his kisses still left her tingling and wanting more.

"Can the two of you please try and keep your damn hands off of each other?" Miles sounded irritated "or else we'll never get this fucking coop finished." Bass turned, his arms still around Charlie "Screw you, asshole!"

She chuckled and lightly smacked him on the shoulder "Play nice, you might need his help for the nursery." Bass snorted "Like he'd be of any use making a..." He froze completely and his wide eyes stared down into hers.

"I beg your pardon?" His voice was rough now, his hands on her hips and he studied her carefully "What was that?"

"A nursery... you're gonna need Miles' help to build the nursery." It didn't seem to penetrate his thick skull what her words meant and she chuckled "So you better play nice, Daddy." Charlie turned around and headed back to Rachel.

Behind her she heard footsteps on the porch and strong hands turned her around "You're... we're.." He stuttered and she chuckled, seeing Sebastian Monroe at a loss for words was still funny after all this time.

"Pregnant, Bass... The word you're looking for, is pregnant." His eyes drifted down to her stomach and then back up again "Pregnant." He repeated stupidly and his eyes moved over to Rachel who, together with Gene, ran the medical clinic in town. Rachel nodded and Bass eyes widened even more, if it were possible.

"We're having a baby?" Charlie snorted "I'M having a baby, you'll probably just stand there like an idiot while I break every bone in your hand." Then she smiled gently and grabbed his hand "Yes, Bass," She placed his hand on her still flat belly "We're having a baby."

The smile that broke through on his face was breathtaking, it never failed to amaze her how handsome he was when he was smiling.

Then all of a sudden her was ushering her back to the swing and forced her to sit down "Are you okay, how do you feel?" Bass asked nervously "Gene!" He belted out, bringing her grandfather, who was across the street, running from his house and onto their porch, his face in a panic.

"What?" Her grandfather wanted to know and Bass just glared up at him "Don't just stand there, man. Check her over, is she alright, is everything okay with the baby?"

Gene's eyes widened "What baby?" Bass turned his glare on Charlie "You didn't tell him... the only proper doctor in town and you don't tell him" Do you have any idea what can happen what happened to.." He stopped talking and looked at her in horror "You're pregnant."

Charlie guessed every possible awful scenario ran through his mind right now including what he had been through with Shelley and she cupped his face "Mom checked me over, it's too early to say anything but I'm fine! Nothing is going to happen."

Bass shook his head "Shelley.." But she cut him off "I'm not Shelley." It seemed to calm him down "I'm not Shelley... Me and the baby are going to be just fine."

Miles came up behind them and clapped Bass on the shoulder "Congrats buddy... you're gonna be the oldest dad I've ever known." Charlie watched as Bass glared up at his best friend "What the hell are you so smug about... grandpa?"

Now it was Miles' turn to feel horrified "no, no, no." He protested "Uncle, Uncle Miles." But Bass scoffed "You're practically married to Rachel, have been a father to Charlie for the past few years... you're grandpa!"

They were going to tell Aaron, Ellie, Connor and Kay tonight at dinner. Stew, bread and fresh fruit was on the table and they were waiting for the rest to arrive.

When they told Connor and Kay the good news Kay chuckled and placed a hand on her own belly "I guess that means they're gonna have someone to play with."

Turned out that Kay had been pregnant for a couple of months, she'd just started showing. Bass was congratulating Connor and Kay when Miles clapped him on the back Now you're the only dude I know that's not only the oldest dad... he's also simultaneously a dad and a grandfather."

This earned him a punch in the stomach and a lot of laughter and chuckled from around the table. Dinner was good and plenty and the company was amazing. It was late at night when everyone went back to their own houses, Connor and Kay staying over in the guestroom because Bass had refused to let the pregnant Kay take 'his grandchild' on a ride through the dark, it was too dangerous according to him.

Charlie was standing at the sink and Bass was behind her, his arms around her, hands protectively on her stomach "Thank you." He whispered and she turned her head to him "For what?"

He pressed a kiss behind her ear and leaned against her "Everything." He replied "Thank you for everything."

THE END!

Hi everyone! Phew… it was a long but exciting journey that has finally come to an end.

I want to thank everyone who took the time to read my story from the bottom of my heart, I love you guys and I would have never gotten this finished if it hadn't been for you people.

A special thanks to everyone who commented on the chapters, favorited the story or followed the story, the people who actively showed me that this story mattered to them, it fills my little writers heart with joy :D

All good things (at leest I hope this was a good thing) must come to an end and this is mine. I hope that most (I know I can't satisfy everyone) enjoyed the ending for what it was, a happily ever after as far as possible in the Revolution 'verse.

Unfortunately the canceling of the show has caused my interest in the 'verse to wither and wane a wee bit and from the two stories I was working on I haven't written anything new in about a month. I have 10 mostly finished chapters of one and about 6 of the other that I will start posting in the hope that my muse will return and will allow me to finish those as well. I might watch season two once I get it on blu-ray to renew my interest but I make no promises. I will put a large, visible warning at the beginning of those two stories that they are works in progress and might never be finished. Whether or now you decide to read I leave entirely up to you but please be warned.

Thank you all for this wonderful journey and for all your support. I hope to see you on the other stories should you wish to read those aswell. Right now I myself am busy mostly reading stories of a new fandom that has caught my eye so writing will be put off for a bit. Maybe a couple more The 100 fics once their new season begins.

Thanks again for everything :D

Love,

Marisa