Epilogue

10 years later

"Jekyll! Janie!" Jed called. Janie was his pick and Becca had picked Jekyll, Jekyll Hyde Smith.

8 years before *flashback*

"Poor kid," Jed joked.

"Shut up," Becca kissed him.

"Janie for the girl?" he asked.

"Perfect."

"He has your look." She smiled.

Jekyll and Janie were their twins. Both were 8.

Annie, named after the character from the Irwin Berlin show Annie get your gun, was the youngest at age 3.

Christine, named for Christine Daee, was 7.

They gathered around Jed and Becca. Becca kissed Jed's forehead.

"Night dear," she whispered.

Christine tugged her father's pant leg.

"When we go to heaven like Mr. Hale did do you think God will let us help pour out the rain?" she wondered out loud, "Mamma said Mr. Hale loved the rain."

Jed's eyes welled up with tears. The poor man had been young when he died. The good Governor said it was a complication from his injuries.

"You know what?" he picked her up and set her on the window sill. It was the very same one that Dexter had busted Larry's second night there. He held her hand out the window and let the water drip onto it.

"I bet he's making it rain right now." Suddenly thunder crashed. "That's him riding in God's own cart so he can see everyone."

Christine had been baptized by the minister. He and she were very, very close. Jekyll and Janie though the oldest and spent the most time with him, didn't. Christine followed him around, learned from him since she had been about 4. For three years she trailed him like a puppy. He taught her about God and Jesus. Jed had never been blessed with blind faith but his daughter had. Hale had as well the man had just died not more than 2 weeks ago and already it rained.

"He must love making it rain. He told me once that rain makes plants grow."

She fell asleep in his arms and he carried her back to the diorama.

"Night little man," Jed whispered to Jekyll.

"Night Papa." Jekyll smiled.

Jed kissed his children goodnight.
"Mamma," Jekyll asked her, "Can we talk?"

"Sure sweetie what about?"

"My name," he blushed.

"I knew this was gonna come up," she looked down, "what about it?"

"Kids on the road think it's weird and I dunno I guess it is sorta."

"Did you know I used to call your father that?"

"No," he smiled.

"I did. See you were named after a character that I liked a lot. . ."

"Like Annie Judy and Christine Erika?"

"Exactly, Jekyll Hyde was what I called your father because he had more mood swings than a woman when we first met."

Jekyll laughed at this.

Jed was listening at the door.

"So you look at them and say; I don't care what you think because I am me and that's all I can be."

"Thanks Mamma," he hugged her.

"No problem Little man," she whispered.

Jed was waiting for her.

"Would a kiss make up for the mood swings comment?" she batted her eyelashes.

"I dunno, it was pretty offensive."

He tipped her back and kissed her goodnight.
THE END!