Epilogue Part Two: Family Heirlooms

Six months after the birth of her son, Lyra found herself immersed in the chaos of motherhood. Melissa came by as often as she could to offer her help and guidance, as did Chris and the sheriff.

"So is this my future deputy?" the sheriff had asked when he first met the newest member of the Hale clan.

Lyra had offered him a wry smile. "If you'll have him, sheriff."

The morning was quiet, since Tyler was sleeping soundly in his crib. Lyra watched him, a small, sad smile tugging on her lips. He was already growing so quickly, and the dark thatch of hair on his head indicated he would have Derek's black hair when he grew up. Although his eyes had not turned from the milky blue color that all newborns have, Lyra silently hoped they would turn green like his father's.

And she knew very well that Derek wanted their son to have her violet irises.

Lyra sensed someone behind her and smiled at her sister, who was peering over her shoulder at her godson and nephew.

"He's a cutie," Abby said, grinning.

"Yeah, I think I'll keep him," Lyra said affectionately, giving her sleeping son a warm look.

"Have you guys talked about having another one?"

Lyra chuckled. "One is enough for now. But later, when Tyler's a little older..." She shrugged. "If it happens, it happens." Then she casted her sister a side eyed look. "What about you and Isaac?"

Abigail blanched. "We aren't even engaged!"

Lyra rolled her eyes. "You don't have to be married to have a kid, you know."

"I know, Ly, but it's too soon to think about that..."

A recent memory crossed Lyra's mind and she sighed deeply. "All right," she conceded. "Whatever."

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One Week Ago

Lyra felt tears slipping down her cheeks, but she didn't care. She bounced on the balls of her feet excitedly.

"Are you sure you want me to have it?" Isaac asked nervously. "Do you think she will like it?"

Lyra looked down at the engagement ring one more time before throwing her arms around him. "Of course. It was my mother's," she told him. "And that means you really will be my brother."

"Are you saying I wasn't already?" Isaac teased, hugging her tightly back as Lyra laughed.

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The next day, the plan was put into motion. Lyra and Derek knew their places, and Lyra was struggling to keep a grin from spreading across her face as the car rolled into the driveway.

Abby emerged and her eyes lit up when she saw Tyler. The baby squealed when he saw her too, and bounced in Derek's arms.

"How's my favorite nephew?" the younger wolf cooed, scooping him up.

"He's your only nephew," Lyra pointed out.

"Still my favorite. That's right!" Abby tickled Tyler's stomach, causing him to giggle even louder.

They led her into the house and Abby paused in the doorway when she noticed that all the nights were out. Her eyes glowed briefly before they all came on at once.

A gasp echoed through the room.

Surrounded by irises, lilies, and roses, Isaac stood on the middle of the living room with a nervous smile on his face. His eyes met Abby's, and he beckoned her forward.

Lyra took Tyler as her sister passed him off, and watched as she approached her boyfriend as if in a trance. She leaned against Derek, smiling when she felt him kiss the top of her head, then Tyler's.

Lyra watched as Isaac said a few nice words, and dropped onto a knee before asking her sister to marry him. When he revealed the ring, Abby gasped once more.

The delicate silver ring showcased a small series of moonstones across the band. It gleamed brightly even though it was much older than it looked.

"Yes," Abby whispered, before gaining volume for a more enthusiastic, "Yes!"

Isaac slipped the ring onto her finger and kissed her soundly. The newly engaged couple turned towards Derek and Isaac and the sisters embraced.

"Where did you find it?" Abby demanded.

"Matt," Lyra said simply. "Some of his possessions transferred to me when he died. Apparently he found it years ago, buried, by luck."

Abby looked down at the ring, stroking the smooth, bluish white stones. "It's like having a part of them back."

Lyra hugged her again. "I know. And now it's yours."

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Later, after some celebrating had been had, Derek stood alone with Isaac on the back porch, watching the moon rise.

"So, got any advice about marrying a Peterson girl?" Isaac asked, smiling.

Derek chuckled. "Well, the only thing to know is no one will love you more deeply and fiercely," he said honestly.

Isaac ran a hand through his hair. "So I guess this means you and I will be family."

Derek placed a hand on Isaac's shoulder. "You always were."

A thought occurred to him, and he reached inside his shirt to pull out the obsidian necklace he always wore. He showed it to Isaac, who recognized it. "Lyra's father gave this to her. The wolf had amethyst eyes at first, but Lyra altered it before giving it to me. For me, it always served as a reminder of who I am- hers, and a wolf at heart." He then handed it over to Isaac. "For you, I guess it will mean that you will always be a part of this family- whether you're a Hale, a Peterson, or even a Lahey."

Isaac gave Derek a grateful smile before slipping on the necklace. It rested comfortably on the center of his chest. "Thanks." After a pause, Isaac turned to Derek again. "Wait, does this mean I'm a Peterson now?"

Derek lifted a brow and laughed. "Isaac, I think you're a combination of all three now."

"This is a weird family," Isaac said dryly, even though his lips twitched.

"I couldn't agree more."

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"Where's your necklace?" Lyra asked later as she put Tyler down for the night.

"Gave it to Isaac. I figured you'd approve." Derek ran a hand over his son's soft hair, smiling.

Lyra wrapped her arms around him, pressing herself against him. Her warm violet eyes gazed into his. "You'd be right," she said before kissing him soundly. "It should go to Isaac."

"Did Matt find anything else of your family's?" Derek asked curiously as they climbed into bed.

"Not my family's, no. There's a bracelet that I think was his mother's, but it partially melted when everything was burned down. A few journals kind of survived... but nothing else."

Derek wrapped an arm around her shoulders. "At least he found the ring."

"Yeah. It almost seemed like fate that he did, you know? He was just visiting the old territory before Abby rebuilt it, and he overturned a rock, and there it was... in almost perfect condition."

"I guess it takes more than just a fire to destroy some things."

Lyra kissed his cheek firmly. "Don't I know it."

Catching her meaning, Derek smirked before pulling her close to kiss her more deeply.

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