A/N Here it is, the epilogue! Sorry it took a bit. I want to thank everyone who read, reviewed, favorited or followed this story, y'all are awesome! Special thanks to (I know I already said this) donnag76 and nancyozz for their help and encouragement. Y'all are great! I'm working on the companion in Tony's POV; the tentative name is 'A Debt Unpaid'. Don't worry; there will be more Paris time in that one!

Epilogue

Pepper pulled herself from the dream and opened her eyes, trying not to wake the man she was sprawled half on top of. She wanted to wake him up, so that he could kiss and comfort her, but she wasn't going to do that. Tony was having enough trouble sleeping himself, without her waking him up whenever she had a bad dream. The first thing she saw when she woke was her hand, ring and all, resting next to Tony's softly glowing Reactor. That sight was comforting enough.

Note to self: Don't think about things like Tony dying right before bed. It led to some nasty nightmares. So, as she tried to sleep again, she focused on all the happy moments that came after the unfortunate events surrounding New York.

The rebuilding of The Avengers-Stark Tower (she was trying to get Tony to drop 'Stark' from the name) hadn't taken as long as she'd thought it might. Then came the introductions. Can you imagine being introduced to (as Tony so aptly put it) a couple of master assassins, a demigod, a living legend, and a man with breath-taking anger-management issues? It makes for an interesting conversation. Especially when the two master assassins notice the engagement ring on your finger and some money actually changes hands. Maybe she shouldn't be surprised that Natasha had bet her archer that Tony would propose, considering her comments about honeymoons.

Even though their engagement wasn't a secret, Pepper and Tony hadn't talked about it much. Pepper had told her mom, and Tony had to stand up to her dad's wrath, but they hadn't done any planning or anything. Pepper had a feeling that Tony was waiting for her to take the reins, since Pepper was most definitely the planner of the couple. And she would take the reins . . . eventually. She wasn't in any kind of hurry. For now she was just happy spending time with Tony and finally finishing that vacation.

As Pepper looked out the hotel window past Tony at the Parisian skyline, she drifted off to sleep again, pressed close to the man she loved, and wanting nothing more out of life.