A/N: We have reached the end, folks! I hope you have enjoyed the story as much as I have enjoyed writing it. Although I am positive this is not the way that The Good Wife will ACTUALLY end, I am so hoping that Will and Alicia do get together again for good! This has just been a fun little fantasy to write about. Thanks for reading and reviewing, it has been fun to hear from other AW shippers.

EPILOGUE

1 YEAR AND 7 MONTHS LATER

Alicia exits the courtroom on a brisk fall Saturday, breathing in the victory of her last case. It was a hard-won battle against Celeste Serrano. Although Celesta is a fantastic lawyer, the real pleasure in winning came from the fact that she is a past lover of Will's. Celeste still loves to jeer Alicia, despite the fact that Will is as devoted to her as ever.

The day is sunny and clear, and Alicia is heading home for her son's first birthday party. She checks her watch; it's 3:00 already. The party is supposed to start at 3:30, and everyone important in she and Will's wife will be there.

A female voice sounds next to her. "Big celebratory plans tonight?" It's Celeste.

Alicia doesn't look at her. She just says, "I guess you could say that."

"That was a good job back there. It always takes me a bit to remember that you're actually a good lawyer, and not just some mommy that Will hired because he wanted to sleep with her."

Alicia rolls her eyes. "Gee, thanks."

"Of course, Will has always preferred more assertive women."

Again, Alicia says nothing.

"Anyway. I heard you two had a kid together, right?" Alicia looks at her, expecting some sort of slam. Not everyone was receptive to this fact. She couldn't blame those people. Celeste's eyes are void of the usual mischief. "Congratulations. And I mean that. Will's really changed—really grown up. I think you're good for each other."

Alicia smiles. "Thank you."

"You are a woman of few words, Alicia." She reaches out a hand. "Always good to see you in court. I'll be better next time."

Alicia shakes her hand, and watches as the pretty woman wanders away to find her car. She follows shortly after, finding her own car and speeding most of the way home. It's an exciting day. It has taken quite a bit of time to get to this place: a place where all of her family and loved ones could be together, and could be okay with this new reality of Alicia, Will, and their baby.

Grace was the best with it. Both she and Zach were a little wary about the whole thing at first, but as soon as the baby was born, Grace was hooked. She cared for that child almost more than Alicia did. Alicia never had to worry about anything, because Grace was on top of it before Alicia could set down whatever she was working on.

It took Zach a little longer. For a while he stayed at his dad's most weekends, especially when they were undergoing the process of Will moving in. He warmed up to the whole idea too, though, especially when the baby started crawling and reaching for him.

Peter, admittedly, took it the hardest. After throwing many obscenities Alicia's way, he easily withdrew himself from her life altogether. He hadn't spoken to her since the baby had been born, and Alicia didn't mind that. As long as he wasn't taking it out on Zach or Grace, he could feel however he wanted to about she and Will.

Alicia reaches her door and lets herself in. The kitchen has been decorated with ribbons and balloons, and all the food is already set out. Grace is carefully adjusting a big "1" candle on top of the cake that is probably much too large. "Hi, Mom," she says, not looking at Alicia as she comes in. Alicia sets down her things and comes behind Grace, pulling her hair back behind her ears. Grace has recently cut her hair in preparation for college. According to her, "everyone cuts their hair before they leave for school." Alicia has a sneaking suspicion that she won't actually leave for school. She seems to be loving being at home a little too much for right now. That's completely fine with her—she was thrilled when Zach decided to stay at home in order to save some money.

"Thanks for getting all of this ready," Alicia says to her.

"No problem. Will and Zach are in the living room, playing that stupid game." She rolls her eyes good-naturedly.

"Okay." Alicia pecks Grace on the cheek and leaves her to mess with the candle.

Seeing Will with Zach is something that Alicia has yet to get used to. Every time is thrills her and warms her to see how well they get along. Where Peter was busy and absent even when he was around, Will is present. He's funny. He takes Zach seriously and wants to know his opinion on every current issue. Being around them is like being with a college debate team. It's never boring. They sit now on opposite ends of the couch, both hunched over X-Box controllers.

"Those damn snipers kill me every time!" Will exclaims, as his screen is washed with red.

"Yeah, I know," Zach says. "It's pathetic."

Alicia reaches around and kisses Will lightly on the neck. "Well hello," Will says thickly, looking over at her. He kisses her back, and Zach glances over at them. "That's disgusting," he says. "Get a room."

They both laugh. "He's asleep in his room," Will says. "We should probably get him up soon, hm?"

"Yeah. I'll do it."

"I'll help." Will tosses the controller in Zach's direction, and Zach doesn't look away from the game. Will makes a face like "teenagers" and Alicia grins at him.

"Grace, will you get the dip ready when you're done with that?" Alicia asks.

"Sure thing!"

Alicia heads towards the baby's room with Will in tow. They open the door slowly, peeking in at the little boy.

He is sound asleep in his bed, sucking his thumb. His brown hair is sticking up all over the place, and his eyes twitch with dreams. Alicia runs her hand along his chunky cheeks, and Will watches behind her.

"Maybe we could let him sleep for a few more minutes," Will says.

"He does look peaceful."

"Besides," Will continues, "I haven't seen you all day. And you look hot in your suits. Plus, I heard you won against Celeste. I think you've earned a little reward for that." He snakes a hand around her waist, and Alicia smiles at him.

"What did you have in mind?"

Will pulls her from the room, and they glance sneakily at both of the kids before disappearing into their own room. The space has changed quite a bit since Will has moved in. Alicia forced herself to find time for pictures: they had some pictures taken and she hung them up around the room. She bought a bigger dresser. The walls were darker, a more seductive color.

Alicia giggles as Will throws her onto the bed, but quiets the noises she wants to make, for obvious reasons. Will kisses her at the base of her throat, licking lightly up her neck.

A sharp knock startles them, and they can hear Grace call through the door, "Mom! I can't find the garlic salt!"

Alicia giggles softly under Will, and he smiles, pressing his lips to her neck. "Okay, Grace! Just give me—"

"Two minutes," Will purrs softly. Alicia can hear the amusement in his voice.

"Just give me two minutes, and I'll be out!"

They both listen as Grace lightly pads away. Alicia laughs silently, shaking under Will's body. "This is awful," she murmurs.

"No it isn't. They'll never know."

Before Alicia can continue to argue, Will grasps the inside of her thigh. His thumb flicks across her there oh-so-slightly. Alicia can barely feel it, but she knows he's this close. She wraps her arms around him and digs her fingers into the navy-blue t-shirt that he's wearing. God, can this man look bad in anything? She tilts her head back, lost again, as she is every time he touches her.

His fingers are in her quickly—they don't have much time. So this is my "reward," Alicia thinks gleefully. Will probes her faster, making her squirm under him. He breathes heavily on her neck, whispering, "Come for me, baby," and other things that quickly make her insides turn to play-dough.

Alicia can feel it building within her, and so quickly. The excitement of how quick they must be is a turn-on for her. Will's fingers wriggle inside of her, and he presses his thumb against her clit, circling around it. Alicia moans and arches her back against him, until suddenly, she shatters into a million pieces around him.

Will unbuckles his belt, and before she has even finished her orgasm, he has slipped inside of her. He grabs her head firmly, holding her against him, and rides her mercilessly. Alicia bites her lip, using all of her power to hold in the things she would like to scream out.

"Ohh," Will sighs into her ear, pressing against her. He bites her ear softly, and a small squeak escapes Alicia's lips.

Alicia clings tightly to him, squeezing her eyes shut, feeling his skin against her skin. She grabs his ass, pulling him into her, and he groans primitively on top of her.

He comes, and she is not far away, and they lay on the bed, holding each other close. "Fuck," Will says. "Two minutes."

Alicia laughs, and he kisses her deeply. For a few moments they stay like this, lips pressed together, holding each other. Alicia falls into her feelings of adoration for him, and she can feel his passion for her in the way he is clutching her tightly, in the way his mouth moves, in the moan that is just behind his lips.

He gets off of her and buckles his pants. Alicia stands and brushes herself off, and then pulls off her clothes to change. She puts on jeans and a red blouse—her wardrobe contains much more red lately, as it is Will's favorite color on her.

"Why are all these people coming over?" Will says playfully. "I want you all to myself."

Alicia rolls her eyes, smiling, but says nothing. Will leaves her to get dressed, and Alicia checks herself in the mirror. She is a little too flushed. She waves a hand at her face, cooling her skin, and then wanders back into the baby's room.

She admires him as he sleeps, his cheeks warm and flushed. His messy hair is adorable, but she will brush it down for the party. His small, chunky hands are curled into fists above his head.

She reaches into the crib and scoops him up easily. "Come here, baby," she murmurs quietly. He blinks open his dark brown eyes and curls easily into her shoulder. She holds him tight to her, and as she leaves, adjusts a frame with Elijah William written in calligraphy on it.

She checks her watch again, and is slightly appalled to see that it is already 4 o'clock. "Grace," she calls, and Grace re-enters the kitchen. "The garlic salt is in here," she says, opening a cabinet. She adjusts a few things on the counter. "It looks really great in here. You're a lifesaver."

"I know," Grace says cheekily.

Alicia leans against the counter, poking Elijah's nose and blowing raspberries on his neck. "Wakey wakey." Elijah's eyes light up quickly—he is extremely lively and well-behaved for a one-year-old.

Someone knocks at the door, and Will calls, "I'll get it!"

She can hear him open it, and exclaim, "Diane!" She wanders over to the entryway, and waves at Diane, who is hugging Will.

Diane beams at Alicia, and crosses the room, not giving Will another glance. "He's huge," she says. "Let me hold him?"

Alicia is pleased that Diane wants to hold him, despite her not surprisingly beautiful dress that she is clad in. She hands him over, and Diane holds him very naturally. Of course she would be good at this—she's good at everything. Elijah looks up at her and she says, "Those eyes, Will. They're just like yours."

Will smiles, looking young. Alicia looks at him a little too long.

Elijah reaches for Diane's large necklace and quickly sticks it in his mouth. Alicia is ready to take him back, but Diane only laughs and says, "Oh no, it's fine. They look nice, don't they, Elijah? Boy's got good taste." She smiles at Alicia, the typical, sparkling Diane smile.

There is another knock, and Will reaches over to answer it. It's Cary and Kalinda at the door this time, and they enter hand-in-hand. "Happy Birthday, Elijah," Kalinda says, kissing Elijah on the cheek in a very un-Kalinda-like fashion. She hands Alicia a bottle of wine. "A present for the birthday boy," she says, her eyes laughing. "I figured you could use it!"

"Thanks," Alicia says, laughing at her friend.

They all wander to the kitchen, and Alicia watches from a distance.

It's all worked out so much better than she could have ever hoped.