Epilogue — Dreams of Purity

It had been a couple years since all of that. Big Time Rush was a complete success, both couples were still together… very together. I had just turned eighteen, and my gift from Logan made me cry tears of pure joy in front of all of our friends. I'm still a little embarrassed about that last part.

Logan and I were standing in the center of the Palm Woods Lobby, which was serving as a makeshift dance floor, people mingling around us, him whispering sweet nothings into my ear. He was holding my body close to his own and I was nuzzling my nose into his neck, ignoring the occasional cooing coming from passersby.

Then, for some reason, he moved away. I looked at him in confusion, but he merely winked at me seductively, a brilliant twinkle in his eye and killer grin decorating his face. He was walking over to grab a small box with a gold bow on top. As he strode back over, he stopped to quickly say something to Kendall and James, who both smiled brightly and nodded. I was honestly lost.

He got back over to me, and I looked at him once again with confusion before I heard the shushing all around. Everyone was looking at us, and it dawned on me what was happening as soon as Logan lowered himself onto one knee. Me eyes began to tear up as he started talking.

"Carlos Garcia," he began slowly, "I've known you since we were both in elementary school. We've been growing together this whole time, we've been through so much together in this last however long it's been." He took a deep, shuddering breath, swallowing thickly and running his tongue over his lips. "You're the love of my life, and you mean the world to me. Now will you do me the honor of being my one and only, and of letting me be yours forever?"

With that, he opened the black velvet box and a flash of silver met my eye. A small ring sat in the box. I was trying to keep myself from busting out crying, and I was holding my fist to my lips to keep them shut and stop the sobs of joy that I knew wouldn't be stopped. I couldn't help myself. I simply nodded, knowing that I was too happy to say anything coherent.

He smiled warmly and slipped the ring delicately onto my finger. He stood up, took my hands in his and my lips with his as cheering and applause filled the room. Kendall and James walked over, each one giving Logan a hug then patting me on the back. I rubbed my thumb over the ring, still barely believing that it was there, but I felt something different than bare metal. An engraving. Logan was attempting to lock our lips again, but I broke it, holding the ring up in the low light so that I could read it. He smirked as a tear of joy managed to escape.

I can't imagine life without you.

I was laying in a bed with a warm body next to me, arms wrapped around me, hold me in its embrace. I felt warm metal on the ring finger of my left hand and smiled. I rubbed my thumb over the inscription like I had so many times before, and I snuggled into his warmth. I love Logan more than life, and I know that I mean everything to him too. I remember that every time my thumb touches that ring. I feel pure love fill me to the brim.

I remembered back to the dream that started all of this, years earlier. The dream that gave me all the love I ever needed. Strange how tonight is almost exactly like that dream. I sighed and thought about all of the time travel and psycho-whatever Logan was always talking about before pulling myself further into his embrace. When he responded to my tugging, I knew he wasn't actually asleep, sliding up the bed and delivering a soft kiss to his lips. He just chuckled, squeezing me a little tighter and moving his lips against mine lovingly. I smiled into the kiss, thinking about how well things turned out just stemming from a dream when I was sixteen.

I must be the luckiest person on the planet, since I'm literally living my dreams.

A/N: Well, that's all folks; that is the end of Dreamscape. I'd like to thank you all for putting up with me on these last two "chapters" and how late they really are. But what's done is done, and now this is. I can successfully say I have finished a multi-chapter story, and that I have written sex that I find satisfactory.

I'd also like to thank you all for reading, I love you all. Have a very, very Merry Christmas, or Happy Chanukah, or Joyous Kwanzaa, or just Happy Holidays in general, and stay safe this holiday season.

Have fun, happy writing, and have a wonderful day,

~gameboy33349