A/N: I have loved writing this story. I love these characters and I love all the feedback I've gotten and all the support.

However, it is time for this story to come to an end. I may add onto this, in the future, if I feel the need to, but for now, this is the last chapter. Thank you all for reading!

Warm Bodies belongs to Isaac Marion.

Chapter 10: Dreaming

"R," Julie said, her voice hoarse, lazy. Her morning voice. They both had just woken up.

"Mmm?"

"You talk in your sleep?"

"I do?"

"Yeah. It's...cute."

"What did I say?"

"Just mumbling. Couldn't make out a lot of words."

R rolled over on his back. "I had a dream last night. I haven't had any dreams since I became alive. It was...weird."

Julie propped herself up on her elbow, smiling. "That's great."

"I was...on a boat...with you, and it was raining, and you were laughing, and then...the boat was sinking. And you started crying, and I didn't want you to cry, so I held you tight, and the boat kept sinking, and...I woke up before we sunk...what does that even...mean?"

She giggled, running her fingers through his hair. "It probably doesn't mean anything. Dreams usually don't, they're just stories our brains make up."

"Not very good stories," R murmured under his breath, which made Julie laugh out loud.

"It's hard to explain dreams. Ask Nora, she's better at this." she ran in her fingers idly over his bare chest.

"What kind of dreams do you have?" he asked.

She thought for several moments before saying, "Dreams about my family."

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have-"

"No, R, it's okay," she said. "More so about my mom, anyway. My dad-he was...cold. You know how he was. He was dead a long time ago. I will never, ever end up like that."

"Even if you lose me?" A breath caught in her throat and she looked away.

"Even if I lose you, like my dad lost my mom...I won't end up like that. And I hope to God I never do lose you." R nodded in agreement.

"Julie, would you ever marry me?" he asked, changing the subject. She sighed happily.

"Yeah...I would. I want to. But...not now."

"Mm-hmm, it's a little too soon, I guess. But someday."

"Someday," Julie agreed. "Promise?"

"I promise."

"The wedding would be small, though, wouldn't it..." Julie mumbled, more to herself than him.

"That would be nice. Just a few people, Nora and Marcus and...there would be wildflowers, and you could put them in your hair...and we could do it when it was sunny, and we could dance barefoot outside and...yeah." R trailed off, a grin on his face. "It would be pretty great."

"It would." Julie agreed, grinning as well. "But...not now." she broke from her spell, pushing herself out of bed.

"Hey. Julie," R got out of bed as well, taking her hands in his. "Don't lose hope, okay? You said it the other day, things are getting better! Maybe someday soon...this can happen. Just, please, Julie, never lose hope. You have so much hope. I love your hope. I love you."

Julie pursed her lips, laughing softly. "I love you, too. I try, ya know...and it's gotten easier."

"Told you," R pressed his forehead against hers. "Julie?"

"Hm?"

"Someday." he promised.

She pecked his lips, then pulled him into an embrace. "Someday."