A/N: At last, the story finally reaches a conclusion. Thanks for reading/reviewing. Enjoy! Well, I'm off to work on my other fics…check out my profile for upcoming stories. Thanks again for sticking with me from Reminiscing to Waking Hour. I hoped this sequel didn't disappoint all of you. I know you were probably rooting for 1xR all the way, but sometimes it doesn't work out. Hence, the title takes on a greater meaning. Thank you to TheEvilAshleyness for her review.
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Epilogue: One Four Three
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Sounds of fingers striking a keyboard drifted over towards a sleeping figure. It can't be six already…wait today's Saturday…why is he up so early? And why did I marry him? Her hands fell underneath a crumpled pillow, as she tried to catch more of her elusive sleep. "Wake up, mommy." The boy tugged at the light blue comforter that draped over her form.
"Give me, five more minutes," she mumbled.
"Daddy's already working," the five year old trailed off, "he told me to get you."
"Hmm." She twisted to face her son. "Tell daddy that mommy needs more sleep."
"Okay," sounds of footsteps pattered towards an adjacent room.
She felt a warm fuzzy feeling take over her body. Yes, I can squeeze in another five minutes. She cuddled the pillow, and relapsed into pure quietness.
"Wake up, sleeping beauty." A figure crawled up next to hers. He tried his best in not shifting too much on the mattress, since he knew how much she worked so late in her office. He should know since he has to protect her. His hands entwined with hers.
"It's too early," her blue eyes barely met his own onyx eyes. "I need more sleep, I've been working way too long in undoing all of Graves' work." She spoke with her eyes closed. Her husband didn't heed her request. A trail of warm kisses tickled her skin from her collar to her neck. "Stop that, you know I'm tickl…"
"I know," a smirk played on his face. "That's one way I know how to wake you up." He paused for a moment to see if his wife would stir from her sleeping stupor. "And then there's this."
A hand snaked its way to her waist, and crept under her rose tank top. She still lay on her side when it finally found its destination. A light pressure danced across her chest. "Okay, I'm up!" Her eyes darted open, and she turned to face her husband. "You sure have one twisted way to wake me up." She gave him a peck on his lip, a tease that he wanted more of.
"Eww…gross," their son had walked in on their morning ritual from the adjacent room. He held a teddy bear in his hands. The same one that Heero had given to Relena on her birthday.
"Hey there buddy," his father tussled the boy's mocha colored hair, and lifted him up to their bed. "So what do you want to do today?" He looked back to his wife.
"Well we could schedule a play date with Hilde. I don't think she would mine. I think she would appreciate we're coming over to help her out with those three children of hers. With them, setting up their junkyard shop, they need all the help they can get." Relena looked over to her son, and asked him "Do want to go over to Uncle Duo's and Aunt Hilde's house?"
The young boy shook his head from side to side. "How about playing in the park?" The boy's hazel eyes looked up at his parents.
"I don't see why not…we'll go visit them some other time," Relena tapped his nose and he giggled. "What about you, Trevor?"
"Sounds like a plan." He leaned in to give his wife a kiss before getting out of bed with their son, "One four three."
The familiar words toyed with her memory. There was so much of him in Trevor, but she fell in love with him for different reasons. His down to earth attitude had brought her out of her cocoon. She didn't think she would find it after Heero's death, but of course, love always shows up in the most unusual places. For her, it just happened to be standing outside her office door. Her aquamarine eyes met with his obsidian eyes as she stood up, "One four three." She felt his arms encircle her waist. A hold she didn't want him to let go of. For once, happiness came back into her life.
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In case any of you were wondering what "one four three" means...its another way of saying I love you. Again, it was a pleasure writing this sequel. Though, I think my sequel writing days are numbered. Thank you so much for sticking with me on this story. Don't forget to check on my profile to see what upcoming stories I have planned. Take care!