Tasha parked the car and paused for a moment to reflect on the latest events of her life, all the turnaround that had come with the decisions she'd made over the last few years, months, days. She had always been a work person, and since joining the New York Police about fifteen years ago, all the decisions she had made on the job had come first. She never weighed whether she was right in those decisions, just wanted to do her best for what she had decided to live for, to defend people, to arrest bandits, to kill them if necessary, to do good to the nation that lived and welcomed her so well years ago when her family had come from Mexico. With decisions so strong that she put aside her personal feelings, she knew something was missing inside her, love, someone to share a wine with on cold winter nights, or beside her on warm mornings for a walk. This emptiness had been with her for a long time.

The brunette decided to set aside these thoughts, got out of the car and climbed the stairs thinking about what was waiting for her upstairs. A swirl of uncertainty crossed her mind on the few flights of stairs that led her to the third floor. She knocked and felt her heart race as she heard footsteps and voices on the other side. The door opened and she took a deep breath and braced herself for the future right in front of her.

"Come on, you took so long."

They were all waiting for you. She directed where the rest of them were waiting for her and was greeted with hugs and words of affection by those she loved most in her life. When she saw him, her heart quickened even more and the look they exchanged said everything they felt. He greeted her with a hug and didn't hesitate to kiss her lightly on the lips. A champagne was opened and everyone toasted the happiness and unity of his family that was now complete. They were Kurt, Jane, Patterson, Rich, Boston, Tasha, and Reade.

She was sure she had made the right decision by refusing the CIA offer and asking to return to the FBI the day before. He had taken off today to settle the necessary issues and had not given any answers to his friends, nor to Reade.

Later that night she got up and went to the balcony to watch the sky, so she could see the brightest star in the New York sky, was her happiness. At that moment she was taken aback by the man in her life who hugged her around the waist causing the desire for everything they had done a few hours before to surface and she would give in to him with fervor. They both went back to bed where they loved each other again, knowing that this act would be repeated many times now that they belonged to each other without fear of what the future would bring them.