Someday:

Epilogue

Touko

I laugh as my husband swings our three-year-old daughter up in the air, around and around as she giggles. When he sets her on her feet, his green hair falling into his eyes, she stretches up on her tippy-toes and shouts, "Again, Daddy, again!"

He obliges her, spinning her again, and I can't believe how lucky I am. I watch them from our porch, my hand resting on my belly, where our new son sleeps. He is usually so active, so restless. It's nice to have a little resting time.

Bella, our little green-haired girl, runs to me when her father sets her down. "Mommy, mommy, did you see?" She shrieks happily, stretching her arms out for a hug.

N runs over, sweeping us both up into a warm and loving embrace. "I love you all," he tells us.

I lean into him, squeezing our daughter between us, and I remember a day, four years ago, when N had asked me the best, the most wonderful question in the world…

It had only been a year since their reunion, three years since their separation. He had woken her early, banging on the door to her house at six AM. Her mother had answered the door, yawning, and had sent him up to her room.

He had thrown open her door and taken a flying leap, landing right next to her on the bed and sending them both bouncing, the sheets and blankets tangling about each other.

She'd been grumpy at first, having been woken so early, but had cheered up the moment he'd pressed his lips to hers.

When they'd broken apart, she'd laughed and asked, What's going on, N? Why are you here?

What? Don't you want me here? He'd teased, wrapping his arms around her.

Don't be stupid, N! Of course I want you here! She'd snuggled up closer to him then, curling into his chest. There'd been a white flash of light, and her Chandelure had materialized, chirping happily and nudging her with its limbs. She'd looked at it with interest; Luara acted that way whenever there were high emotions nearby. She'd turned back to him and asked, What is it? Why is Luara so excited?

He'd blushed a bit, then, and had said, Perhaps it's because…she knows why I'm here. What I'm going to ask you.

She'd smiled at him. What is it? What do you want?

He'd sat up, lifting her with him, and they'd sat facing each other on the bed, Chandelure hovering overhead and chirping to herself. He'd locked eyes with her and gripped her hands in his; she'd felt her heart flutter a bit when she'd gazed into those green eyes of his…

Touko, he'd said, rubbing the side of her hand with his thumb. We've been through so much together, over the past few years, and I've grown to love you…so much. With all of my heart. And now…I never want to be apart from you again, Touko. I want us to be together forever. Touko, will you…will you marry me?

She'd gasped and thrown her arms around him. Yes! Yes, of course, N! I love you, too, and those two years without you were just so awful…of course I'll marry you, my dearest N.

And she'd kissed him.

I snapped out of my reverie and gazed up at my husband; my heart still fluttered every time I locked my eyes with his beautiful green ones. We smiled at each other, and then I looked down at my daughter, with her father's green hair and my blue eyes. So beautiful…

I hugged her even closer, marveling in the warmth and beauty of this glorious life N and I had created. Our son stirred in my belly, reminding me that he was there, too. And I smiled, delirious with the joy of just being so close to my loved ones, and my husband leaned down and pressed his lips to mine.

Indeed, I thought. A life like this was most definitely worth a single leg. And the someday I'd wished for so long ago had finally arrived.

AN: Hey, everyone~! I decided to add this fourth chapter, formally a sequel called Horizon, here because no one seemed to know it existed! :D Please, review this new chapter—or the whole story, if you haven't yet. ;) I'd really appreciate it! XD

-Volcarona