A/N: Oh my gosh guys! I was shocked to see how many Jemily/Jamanda and just in general Revenge fans there are! That's what I like to see! Ok well thank ya'll so much for the support, read, and reviews! They made me ecstatic and confident about my writing, especially for something as beautiful and professional as the story line of Revenge! I encourage all you fans in there to keep writing! Especially for Jemily sakes, they truly had a beautiful story that I'd love to see what fans could do for moments that we were denied in the show. Read and Review and let me know if you want me to write more in the future! I have a lot of ideas, but for now, enjoy the long awaited epilogue!


I once innocently believed that in order for a dream to come true, all you had to do was believe in it. The same credence went for wishes. In order for wishes to come true; one must put all his or her heart and untampered faith in the desire. It was not about knowing the process of how the wish would be fulfilled, but rather simply believing that it would be. The results would then in turn strengthen such an imagination. But the harsh realities of life not only tainted my innocence, but destroyed it completely. Not only did I believe wishes were pure nonsense, but that the notions of "happily ever after" were simply sweet nothings in the form of stories made to help me sleep better at night, filling my mind with dreams that contained endless possibilities of a happiness I could never obtain. Such a mindset is what kept my path logical, practical, and attainable in accomplishing my mission, but it also caused me to lose my way in the process. But in the end, I have found along with my father's infinite love, that it was the value of hope, believing in its uncertain power, which lit my way and ultimately helped me find myself again. And suddenly, the notions of "happy endings" don't seem so farfetched…

Hidden between the tall sand dunes near the distant shore was the woman formerly known as Emily Thorne, but that has now been fully identified as Amanda Clarke, soon to be taking on yet another name; a name that she imagined and dreamed of having ever since she was little….

Amanda Porter.

Her dark golden hair blew softly in the quiet wind. It was a little chilly as the crisp air nipped at her milky skin, but she was undeterred as she gazed up at her hand. The simple yet elegant golden band with a rather stunning diamond on her finger sparkled in the moonlight and she couldn't help but smile at its beauty and what it represented. To anyone else, she could be seen as a soon to be blushing bride still caught up in a romantic bliss, and while that concept was true, she was also something else.

A survivor.

It had been longer than four years that the woman was hell bent on perfecting the aspects of retribution. Vengeance and mercy were two concepts that did not go hand in hand; the repercussions of all the events that have taken place were proof of that. Letting the impact of the pain and damage of her life guide her, Amanda was basically ready to sell her soul to the devil if that's what it took for gratification and justice to be served on behalf of her father's name. Though her careful planning and techniques proved useful and advantageous it wasn't without its flaws, sacrifices, and most importantly, losses. Ultimately, she learned that because vengeance's limits had no boundaries, anyone was at risk in being caught in the eye of the storm; including, no, especially the one who chooses to take part in its path. Thus the reason why Confucius's saying was confirmed about the two graves.

The only thing that mattered was fulfilling the purpose for retribution, even if it cost her life.

Even more so, her very soul.

And many times, it almost did.

She was never supposed to make it in the end.

She was never supposed to end the dark cycle and expect a happy ending.

But because of her father, she was able to escape the fulfillment of the saying on a technicality.

And for that, she saw herself as a survivor on many levels.

Moreover, slowly but surely she was able to see the light again and cherish the value of hope.

Dreams were no longer meaningless, and wishes were not so foolish after all.

Especially a particular wish that she made not too long ago.

"Uh oh, you're in the spot again…"

The startled blonde quickly whipped her head around to find the not so unwelcome sight of the man who had been precious to her heart since childhood.

The man who shared an everlasting bond with her that had withstood the tests of times.

And even more so, the man whom she was undoubtedly excited to soon share the rest of her life with.

"Jack hi! What are you doing up so late?" She asked.

"I could ask you the same question; especially since you've been running around nonstop preparing for next week. You were so exhausted after rehearsal today that I thought for sure you'd be out like a light." He replied as he sat down next to her.

She held a contemplative expression for a split second before shrugging and smiling sheepishly. "I guess…I'm just too excited to sleep."

He gave her an all-knowing look, raising one eyebrow in anticipation.

She looked away for a moment before relenting with a sigh, moving a strand of hair behind her ear. "…And…I might or might not be a little restless after having that dream I told you about…"

"Again?" Jack frowned.

She nodded dejectedly.

He sighed quietly, putting a hand on her shoulder. "Are you okay?" He asked in concern.

"Yeah. Yeah I mean, it's not like I have any regrets. I don't whatsoever it's just…" She shook her head. "It's nothing. Besides I have more important things to think about." She smiled softly at him. He smiled back.

"I'm sure I'll get a handle on things once we have a change of scenery." She concluded turning her gaze up to the starry sky.

"That reminds me; are you sure about leaving the Hamptons? I mean don't get me wrong, I'm all for getting out of this hell hole, but despite everything, this place was our home for…" "As long as we could remember" was what Jack wanted to say, but considering how his fiancé was actually taken from the Hamptons at a young age, forming a rather large gap from being in her hometown and from being with him, he refrained himself. "- well for-a while now…"

"I'm positive. When I came back to the Hamptons, I had a sole purpose in mind…But now that it's been fulfilled I was sure that it was going to be the end. To be honest, I didn't know what I would do afterwards, or what would be next for me. I didn't expect much, but after everything that's happened, I never would have imagined in my wildest dreams that I'd have a chance to be happy. So many opportunities for that came and went before I could fully grasp it. Now that I have it again, I don't want to waste a single moment."

She took his hand in hers, intertwining their fingers.

"It's like you said before, the future's uncertain, and I don't expect to be forgetting the past anytime soon, but either way, all I want to do now, is be with you and Carl and embrace our new lives together."

Jack nodded with a smile, wrapping an arm around her shoulder, bringing her closer to him.

"We'll make it…one day at a time." He concluded quietly, shifting his ocean blue eyes to her warm chocolate ones.

She nodded with a smile of confidence, bringing her face closer to his, when suddenly, out of her peripheral vision, she saw something bright streak through the sky.

"Did you see that?!" She exclaimed, pointing to the shooting star.

"Yeah! Incredible! Well, you always did say that this spot was perfect for watching them shoot through the night." Jack mused, closing his eyes for a moment in silent concentration. Once he opened them again, he was surprised to see Amanda staring at him in amusement.

"Aren't you going to make a wish?" He asked in confusion. "Or do you still think that it's just a waste of time?"

"Quite the contrary actually." She chuckled softly. "But no, I don't have to…Not when my last one already came true." Her voice sounded airy as if in a daze.

"Oh did it?" His eyebrows rose with interest.

She nodded as she snuggled closer to him. "The last time we were in this spot, I was a mess. And even when you managed to get me to loosen up a bit, I still made a mess of things…" She took a deep breath, turning to look straight into his eyes, ready to confess everything. "I-I regretted that night you know... What I said, when I told you I couldn't be with you…At the time my reason was literal. It wasn't that I didn't want to be with you, I just truly believed that I couldn't; that I didn't deserve to. Why would I? I mean after what happened with Emily...Declan, Aiden, Charlotte, Margoux, it's like, everything I touched, everyone I loved, was cursed to suffer because of me…Including, no. Especially you Jack…"

"Amanda…" Jack tried to interrupt in a stern tone.

"And what's ironic…was that was my whole reason that I pushed you away in the first place…" She chuckled bitterly. "…So that you wouldn't have to deal with the damaged, broken person that I had become. I no longer fit into the description of the happy-go-lucky girl I once was. I was no longer the girl who believed that there was good in even the worst of people, or that true love would save the day…or that wishes came true just by believing in it. But despite it all, there was still this part of me that just couldn't lose that hope…that couldn't let you go no matter what…And in the end, I'm glad that I didn't. I just wish I could have told you all this sooner, but…"

"I know what you mean. Things were never simple for us…at all…But no matter what, I-I just couldn't let you go either…" He replied seriously, running a hand gently through her golden hair.

She closed her eyes at the feeling, sighing in contentment before speaking again. "When we saw the shooting star last time, I took a chance again and made a wish…"

He nodded, waiting for her to continue.

"I wished that I could make everything right again. Not just with what happened with Margoux and all the other collateral damage that I have caused, but I wanted to make things right with you…more than anything else…"

Her eyes watered slightly as she was overcome with emotion of how she was finally able to testify to the fulfillment of her wish without delay or hesitation.

He listened to every word.

"I wished that someday, somehow you would know how I really felt about you…How much you meant to me, how much I needed you, how I felt safe when I was only with you, and most of all…how much I truly loved you…"

He smiled at her warmly, not caring that his own eyes stung at the feeling of joyful tears as he wiped hers away with his thumbs.

"Well then…I'm glad that it came true for you…" He sniffed lightly.

They came together in a loving embrace, refusing to let go, taking in each other's respective scent. There was barley any air between them as they held each other even tighter, sighing in unison with complete happiness, until Amanda broke the hug.

"Oh! That reminds me, what did you wish for just now?" She asked curiously.

Jack looked away with a thoughtful look, licking his lips for a split second, before turning back to her with a playful yet sly expression.

"Sorry, can't tell."

She gave him a dry look of skepticism.

"You know the rules. If I tell you, it won't come true." He smirked.

"Whatever." She shook her head with a slight giggle. "…Besides, I bet I could guess what it is." She smiled mischievously.

"Oh can you?" He asked in amusement, his voice growing huskier once he saw her bring her face closer to his once more.

He was caught off guard with how his lap suddenly felt extra weight as she straddled him.

But he was in no wise complaining in the slightest.

"Mhmm." She confirmed, her eyes enraptured into his once widened, now half open azure colored orbs.

Their breathing hitched as he reached up to cup her cheek, stroking it lightly with his thumb.

"Hm well…you're more than welcome to guess my beautiful wife to be…"

Her eyes lit up with passion as she abruptly pushed him until his back hit the cool sand, captivating his mouth with hers in a heated yet meaningful kiss. His tongue brushed against hers lightly before she dived in, deepening the embrace. Things started to heat up for the couple as they surrendered to the passion of the moment, making new and now happy moments that will soon turn into memories in the serene spot that was once filled with their silent sorrows and wishes.

It is evident that in a world that's unforgiving and surrounded by myriad evils, one must hold onto the value of hope and find the good in therein to handle its impact. The notions of innocent wishes and heartfelt dreams serve as guiding lights in a quest to true happiness for many. But rather believing blindly that happy endings are a certainty, reality has taught me that such goals, though not impossible to obtain, are not reached without a price. With true love, there are always sacrifices that must be made, and with any aspiring goal, there must be motivation to fuel the actions of achieving it. By doing so, along with perseverance, possible happy endings might occur. To believe that it all depends on the circumstances would be a logical perspective that could undoubtedly be proven. Nonetheless, after everything I've encountered on my journey and the outcome thereof, I have come to the realization that maybe there is still value in innocent hopes and dreams, and in "happily ever afters".

Because if there is one thing I know for sure,

It's that sometimes, wishes do come true after all.