A/N – So another one comes to an end. I really enjoyed writing this one, even if it ended up going a lot differently than I intended. Hopefully you like it.

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Epilogue – Back to the Fair

One Week Later

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"That pumpkin was ginormous!" Parker squealed as she and Hardison left the tent.

"Well yeah," Hardison laughed, "It's called a giant pumpkin for a reason."

"I know, but still! It was huge!" Parker insisted, stretching her arms out as far as she could.

Hardison just smiled, "C'mon girl, lets get moving or we'll freeze to death before we make it to the ferris wheel."

"Don't worry," Parker said, casting him a sly glance, "I'll keep you warm."

Hardison's blush was doing a damn good job of that already.

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"Why did we come back?" Sophie asked Nate as they strolled down the aisles. "I mean, Hardison's original suspicions ended up being nothing but coincidence. We just happened upon an actual job, crazy as that is."

Nate stopped walking, "I just like it here. I missed having people to share it with."

Sophie smiled brightly, "Then what are we waiting for. Let's go eat ridiculous food and see the hosses… whatever those are."

Nate broke out into laughter, "Hosses are horses, Soph. Just… Bostonified."

"Horrid accents," Sophie sniffed, but she followed Nate to the stables all the same.

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"Eliot!"

Eliot turned from his view of Nate and Sophie to see a flash of boucing hair and brightly colored clothing running towards him. He caught Denny a second before they would have surely gone tumbling to the ground. He spun her around quickly, loving the laughter it brought from the girl, before placing her gently back on the ground.

"How're you holding up?" he asked, noting a tall dark haired woman in the close background.

Denny smiled, "I'm really good. Aunt Rosa is great. And I have my own room, with my own bathroom, and we even have a dog! And nobody…" she stopped, her bright mood dimming.

"It's ok," Eliot assured her, "You don't have to talk about it right now. I'm sure you'll get to talk to a therapist or twenty."

"Nobody hurts me," Denny finished, determined to get it out, "Or tells me I'm worthless. They don't even know me, but they love me." She smiled again, and it reached her eyes.

"You should go back to your family," Eliot ruffled her hair again, laughing when she rolled her eyes. "But if you need anything, and I mean anything, you call me, ok?"

"I will," Denny hugged him again quickly, even as she started moving back towards her aunt.

"You promise?" Eliot asked, laughing as she walked backwards carefully, keeping eye contact.

"I promise."

The End.

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A/N – Good god, I never thought I would finish this one. I really hope you liked it.