-EPILOGUE-

Two Months Later

Buffy walks into the dining room, her arms full with two pies that smell absolutely delicious. "I hope everyone has room for pumpkin and pecan pie," she says.

"Ugh, not me," Dawn says, pushing her plate away. "I ate way too much turkey."

"Good, more for me," Xander says.

"Not if I beat you to it, mate," Doyle says. He leans toward Giles. "Don't ya just love these American holidays?"

"Looks good," I say to Buffy as she takes her seat back at the table.

"Thank you. I can't believe I actually baked it myself."

"You look good too by the way," I whisper to her, causing her to blush.

From the corner of my eye, I see Cordelia nudge Doyle, and moments later, he stands up, his wine glass raised.

"Everyone, I'd like to make a toast." Doyle looks at Buffy and me, smiling at us both. "To the bride and groom…tomorrow when you walk down the aisle…finally, I hope it to be a day of new beginnings for you both. You two have overcome so many obstacles in your path, more than most of us, and yet, neither of you gave up on the love you felt for one another. That just goes to show how strong your bond really is. I wish you many years of wedded bliss, may your family grow, and may you be as happy fifty years from now as you are today. To Buffy and Angel."

"To Buffy and Angel," everyone echoes as they clink their glasses together.

"Cheers!" Liam shouts, raising his juice glass and Buffy laughs as she clinks her glass to his.

Buffy then looks to me, giving me a smile. "I'm so happy, Angel. I can't wait for tomorrow."

"Me neither," I whisper as we kiss, ignoring the glances from our friends and giggling from Liam.

From the bedroom window, I can see a flurry of activity going on below in the backyard. Chairs are being set up, flowers are being arranged. They've even set up the trellis at the front of the aisle already.

I can't believe it's my wedding day.

But as I look to the sky, I can't seem to bring a smile to my face.

"Buffy, stop looking at the sky!" Willow says for probably the hundredth time, pulling me away. "It's not going to rain!"

"It's sprinkling now!"

"Okay, so it's raining a little, but it's not going to be a washout, I promise! I checked the weather report three times already."

"But it's supposed to be sunny! All day! I wanted a sunny day! Angel wanted a sunny day! We deserve a sunny wedding day!"

"And you'll get a sunny wedding day! Trust me! That shower is moving to the east and by the time the wedding starts, it'll be clear by then. Look, don't worry about anything, okay? Leave the worrying to me. I'm your maid-of-honor. Worrying about things is my job. And if it does rain, which it won't, then don't worry. I'll whip up a magic tent or something, okay? Now relax, alright?"

I take a deep breath, then smile at Willow. "You're right. I shouldn't let the little things get to me. Rain or shine, it's still going to be a wonderful day. Angel's here and today's our wedding day, and that's the most important thing of all."

"Exactly. Now, let me go get Cordelia so she can fix your hair, and I'll go find your makeup bag."

Willow leaves, and I stare out the window again, frowning as the wind and rain begin to pick up.

"Nervous?" Doyle asks me as I stare in the living room mirror, straightening my bowtie. Sometimes I don't know how I went so long without being able to see my reflection.

"Just a little," I admit. "Not about marrying Buffy, but just nervous that something will go wrong."

"Everything will be fine, Angelcakes!" Lorne says. "Quit waiting for the other shoe to drop!"

I turn around to face them. "You're right. I should stop worrying. Everything will go just fine today. I just hope the rain lets up. Buffy will be disappointed if it doesn't."

The doorbell rings, and Lorne looks to it. "I'll get that."

"You know, many cultures believe that rain on your wedding day is good luck," Doyle says.

"Tell that to Buffy. Willow says she's in a panic."

"Angel?" Lorne calls.

"Yeah?"

"You have some guests."

Roman, Althea, and the children enter the house.

"Angel!" the children shout as they all run to me. They envelope me in a group hug seconds later, and I'm just a little damp from their wet clothes, but I don't care.

"Hey, you guys! You made it!"

"We wouldn't miss your wedding for anything!" Andromeda says.

"These must be your Astorian friends I've heard so much about," Lorne says. "Welcome!"

"Lorne, Doyle, these are my friends. Roman, Althea, and the children are Andromeda, Myles, and Serena."

"Pleasure to meet you!" Lorne says.

"Likewise," Doyle adds.

"How come your voice sounds different?" Serena asks Doyle.

Doyle laughs. "I speak with an Irish accent."

Myles looks at Lorne quizzically. "Where are you from? You're green but you don't look like you're from Astoria."

"Pylea originally, but I like it here much better."

"I'm so glad you're here," I say to Roman and Althea. "It's good to see you. I hope things are still well in Astoria."

"Everything's fine," Roman says.

"Is everyone else coming?"

Althea nods. "The others will be here shortly."

"But we wanted to get here first!" Serena says.

Andromeda looks at me with a wide grin. "So are you ready to get married?"

"He's almost ready," Doyle says.

"Well, children, we better let Angel finish," Althea says. "Come along, we'll wait for the others."

The children start to protest, but I interrupt. "I'll see you soon. Don't worry."

"I'll show you to your seats," Lorne offers. "I need to check on the flower arrangements anyway."

Roman starts to leave with his family, but I stop him. "Wait, Roman. I have something I wanted to ask you."

"Of course."

"You've been a great friend to me, and I would love for you to stand up front with me. Doyle's my best man, but I could use another groomsman."

Roman smiles. "I'd be honored to."

After Willow and Cordelia help me with my hair and makeup, I put on the dress. Staring in the mirror, I can't help but think it looks even more amazing than it did when I first tried it on.

"Oh, Buffy, it's so beautiful!" Willow says.

"It really does look stunning," Cordelia says. "Of course, you can never go wrong with Vera Wang."

"I can't believe how lucky I was to get it." I think back to last month's going-out-of-business sale of some boutique in Santa Barbara. Cordelia had told me about it. All wedding dresses were 50-70% off. I had snagged the dress just seconds before another eager bride-to-be was going to grab it.

There's a soft knock on the door, and Cordelia runs over to hold it shut. "Go away, Angel! I told you it's not time to see her yet!"

"It's Dawn."

"And Liam!"

"Oh, okay." Cordelia opens the door, allowing my sister inside. Behind her, Liam, dressed in his tux, follows.

"Oh my god. Buffy, you look amazing!"

"Really?"

"You're so pretty, Mommy!"

"Thanks, baby."

"Is it still raining?" Willow asks.

"No, it stopped. I think the sun will come out soon."

Willow looks at me. "See, I told you."

"Can you make sure all the chairs outside are dry?" I ask Dawn.

"Already done."

"Good. Thank you."

"Mommy, when's it time for you and Daddy to get married?"

"Soon. Hey, Liam, did you see Daddy downstairs?"

"Yeah."

"Can you do a favor for me?

"Uh-huh."

"Go find Daddy and give him a message for me. Tell him that I love him and that I can't wait to be his wife. Can you do that for me?"

"Okay!"

Liam, happy to have a task, runs out of the bedroom.

Dawn closes the bedroom door, then smiles at me. "So, how's the bride? Nervous?"

"Just tired of waiting. What's it like out there?"

"Everyone's starting to arrive. Tell me again why you had to invite Principal Wood and all of my teachers?"

"Dawn, you're in college! You don't see them anymore. Why do you care?"

"Because!" Dawn explains, as if this were explanation enough. "They're still teachers! And they keep coming up to me and asking me all kinds of questions about college. Do you know how awkward it is to make small talk with Principal Wood?"

"What's wrong with Robin?" Cordelia asks. "He seems like a pretty laid-back guy to me. For a principal anyway."

"Cordelia's right. You're lucky you didn't have to suffer though Snyder."

"Okay, let's table this discussion for later," Willow says. "Right now, we've got some important last minute things to take care of."

This is news to me. "Last minute what?"

"You know, Buffy! Something old, something new…"

"Something borrowed, something blue…" Cordelia finishes.

"Oh. Right. Well, my new is my dress."

"We figured you had that part covered," Cordelia says. "I've got your borrowed right here." Cordelia hands me a small box, and inside are two pearl earrings.

"Cordelia, these are beautiful."

"Thanks, I know. And they're also borrowed, so I want them back."

"I promise to return them." I take out the earrings I had in and put in Cordelia's earrings. I do have to admit to myself…they are much nicer than the ones I had.

"Okay, I have your blue!" Willow says. She reaches into the dresser drawer and pulls out a blue lace garter. She spins it around her finger as she walks toward me. "Can't forget this, right?"

"Right, don't want to forget that. So that just leaves now…my old."

"I have your old." Dawn steps forward, holding the small bracelet that mom gave to me before Liam was born. "You should wear Mom's bracelet. Well, I mean, it's your bracelet now of course, but it was Mom's and it was Grandma's before that. I'd say it's old. And since neither Mom or Grandma could be here today, you should wear this in their memories."

"It's perfect, Dawn. Put it on me?"

I extend my arm and Dawn carefully clasps the bracelet around my wrist.

"Well, I think you're all set now," Willow says. "Now you can get married!"

"Not quite time yet," Cordelia says, glancing at the clock on the nightstand.

The door opens again and Liam runs into the bedroom. He pounces on the bed beside me.

"Did you find Daddy, Liam?"

Liam nods excitedly. "Uh-huh! Daddy wanted me to give you a message too."

"Oh? What does he say?"

"He says that he loves you too."

"Anything else?"

Liam nods again. "Yeah. He said he can't wait for the honeymoon!"

"Typical male response," Cordelia remarks with a snort. "Always got that one thing on their mind."

"Mommy, why are you and Daddy going to the beach for your honeymoon? It's too cold to swim and you won't have any fun!"

I smile at the girls, exchanging a knowing glance with them. We all stifle our laughter. "Don't worry, Liam. I'm sure your daddy and I will find some way to entertain ourselves."

Cordelia and Dawn take Liam and go downstairs to check on the progress of things. I stand by the window again, smiling because the sun has finally come out. Angel and I will get our sunny wedding day after all.

"Want me to go find Giles? Tell him you're ready?" Willow asks.

"Yeah, that would be a good idea." I turn around, and when I do, the light catches something sparkly on Willow's finger. I grab her hand before she leaves, taking Willow a bit by surprise. "Whoa! What is that on your finger?"

"Oh, that? It's uh…it's a ring."

"That's not just any ring, Will! That's a diamond!"

"Uh…yeah, it is. It's sort of, you know…" Willow leans forward to whisper, "…an engagement ring."

"Oh my god! Will! You and Oz are…"

Willow nods, smiling. "Yeah, we're engaged."

"Willow!" I throw my arms around her, making Willow gasp as I knock the breath out of her. "I'm so happy for you!" I pull away, allowing Willow the chance to breathe, and smile at her. "Will! Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"Because, Buffy, this is your day! It's about you! I didn't want to go making it all about me. We were going to wait before we said anything."

I raise an eyebrow at her. "And you didn't think anyone would notice that rock on your hand?"

Willow shrugs. "I guess I thought they'd all be focused on you."

"Oh, Willow, I'm so glad I found out. This makes this day even more perfect. I'm so happy for you and Oz! When did it happen?"

"Last night when we got back to our place. I thought Oz had been acting a little weird during dinner. I couldn't figure out why. Turns out he was just nervous."

"Well it's about time. You've only been together what, five, six years?"

"I think Oz was suffering from the typical male fear of commitment. And then Xander and Anya got married. Then Cordelia got married. Then Riley came back and had a wife. And now you're getting married. I guess he finally realized that everyone was moving forward except us."

"Will, I'm so happy for you."

"I know, you said that. And oh! Don't cry! You'll ruin your mascara!"

"Right, no crying! Thanks!"

"Okay, I'm going to go get Giles now. And then, you're going to get married!"

"I can't wait."

I take the steps one at a time, walking made difficult with the bulk of my wedding dress and the heels I'm wearing with them. The last thing I want is to fall flat on my face before the wedding can even start.

At the foot of the stairs, Giles waits for me. He smiles as he extends his arm, helping me down the last two steps.

"Buffy, you look absolutely stunning."

"Thank you, Giles."

"So, are you ready?"

"Not quite. Giles, before we head out there, I just want to tell you something. It really means a lot to me to have you walk me down the aisle."

"I'm honored you would ask me."

"When I was little, I always imagined it would be my dad walking me down the aisle, but he's let me down so many times. He's not even here today as you can see, on one of the most important days of my life. But you, Giles, you've been there for me, and you've been more of a father to me than he ever was, especially when I needed one the most. I hope you know how much you mean to me. I don't see you just as a watcher, or a mentor. You're like family to me."

A smile spreads across his face, and for a moment, I almost think I see his eyes get watery. "And you're like the daughter I never had. You're family to me as well."

"So, ready to walk me down the aisle, honorary dad?"

Giles offers his arm, and I lace mine around it. "I would be delighted."

"Mommy! Mommy!"

I hear the kitchen door slam seconds before Liam appears in the room. "Mommy! C'mere!"

"What, baby? What's wrong?"

"Nothing! Just c'mere!"

Liam grabs my hand, literally pulling me into the kitchen. He leads me to the door and peeks out the window. "Look outside!"

I pull the curtain aside, and there I see him. At the end of the aisle and under a beautifully decorated trellis is Angel, looking extremely gorgeous in his black tuxedo.

"Do you see, Mommy?"

"Oh yes, I see. Your father looks very handsome."

"No, look up! In the sky! It's a rainbow!"

Looking to the sky, I see that Liam is right. If I had wanted any sort of sign of good luck for this day, this had to be it. The rainbow was stunning, and not one of those broken, half-rainbows, but a full arc across the sky.

"My goodness," Giles says, sidling up next to me as he too peers out the window. "That really is quite extraordinary."

"Hey, Mommy? Uncle Doyle says that leprechauns leave a pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. Can we go look for it after the wedding?"

"I think Uncle Doyle's just telling you a tale, Liam."

Outside on the porch, I see Dawn making her way to the back door. I move aside, and she bursts in.

"Buffy, you have to get married now! There's the most beautiful rainbow in the sky! It's like…perfect!"

"I know, I saw it. I'm ready."

Dawn pokes her head outside. "Hey, she's ready!"

Moments later, Willow and Cordelia's heels come clicking up the porch. Giles and Liam stand off to the side as a flurry of estrogen-fueled energy fills the room.

"Okay, one last hair and makeup check." Cordelia inspects my face closely, pushing a small tendril of hair a millimeter to the side. "Alright, it's perfect now."

"Hold on, you forgot one thing!" Dawn moves in front of me, bringing my veil down to cover my face. "There, now you're ready."

"Wait, I'm not ready. I need flowers, right? Where's my bouquet?"

"It's here!" Willow says, materializing in the doorway seconds later with the bouquet in hand.

I take the bouquet from Willow and give the girls a smile. "Okay, so this is really it, huh? I'm getting married."

Willow gives me a warm smile. "This is really it, Buffy. You're getting married."

A few moments later, the music starts to play, signaling the beginning of the ceremony. Cordelia gives me a wink as she heads outside and down the porch steps toward the aisle. I peek from behind the door, seeing Doyle standing at the front of the aisle beside Angel. He smiles at Cordelia as she walks up the aisle.

"Good luck, Buffy!" Dawn whispers to me as she follows Cordelia.

After Dawn walks down the aisle and takes her place next to Cordelia, Willow makes her way down the steps and up the aisle.

"I go now?" Liam asks, holding up his red velvet pillow proudly. The rings attached to it are fake and just for show. And to be honest, I wasn't sure if I wanted to surrender the real ones to my three-year-old to lose.

"Wait just a second, baby. Wait until Auntie Willow gets to the front."

Liam fidgets as Willow slowly arrives to the front. He then looks up at me and Giles. "Now can I go?"

I give him a little nod. "Yes, now you go."

Liam races down the steps, then remembers to walk slow. It's quite obvious that Liam has stolen the show as everyone oohs and ahhs over him. Angel keeps his eyes on him, grinning proudly as his son walks toward him. Liam laps up the attention, a giddy grin on his face as he carefully holds the pillow, taking his job as ring bearer very seriously. When he reaches the front of the aisle, he makes a run for his seat next to Xander and Anya.

Finally, it's my turn. The music changes, and everyone rises as Giles takes my arm again. Slowly, we step outside. At the front of the aisle, Angel grins from ear to ear. I made him wait to see my dress. From the look on his face, he approves of it.

Holding on to Giles' arm with one hand and the porch rail with the other, still damp from the rain shower, I slowly head down the steps. Falling, of course, is my biggest fear, and the veil covering my face only makes the task a bit more difficult, but thankfully, I make it down to the ground with no trouble. The sidewalk of stepping stones makes for the perfect aisle as I head toward the front. Everyone is smiling at me. Liam still has that giddy expression on his face, and he waves to me from the front of the aisle.

The smell of flowers blends with the smell of wet grass as I pass the rows of chairs, glancing at all of the familiar faces. Friends, family, coworkers. It's hard to miss Lorne in his neon pink suit. He smiles and gives me two thumbs up as I pass.

I spot a few unfamiliar faces as well. Angel's side is filled with a group of blue, green, and pink-haired people. Angel's friends from Astoria. Standing next to Angel and Doyle, I see two more blue-haired people. Roman and Walker I presume. I can't wait to meet them all. But first, I can't wait to get married.

Looking back to my side of the aisle, Tara smiles brightly at me as I approach her row. I had told her once of the wedding I had imagined for Angel and I, and though it hadn't exactly worked out quite like that, I couldn't have asked for anything better.

"Love the Vera Wang," she whispers to me as we pass, and I just grin.

I did, though, get the dress that I wanted.

Riley nods to me as I pass his row, and Sam stands by his side, smiling. Every time I see Sam, it makes me happy, knowing that such a good guy like Riley finally found someone. Our friendship isn't quite so awkward anymore.

I smile as I pass several of my coworkers. I almost laugh when I see Robin, thinking of how embarrassed Dawn was to have her former principal here. You'd think that a group of regular people might be shocked to see such strange other beings, like Clem or Lorne, or even all of Angel's friends. But they aren't. They've been living on the hellmouth for a quite a while. They've pretty much seen it all.

When Oz sees me, he momentarily glances at Willow, then turns his attention back to me and smiles. Oz is often difficult to read, but in this moment, I know exactly what he is thinking. He's imagining Willow walking down the aisle.

At the front, Anya is all smiles and Xander is on his very best behavior. He wouldn't have picked Angel for me if he had a choice in the matter, but for my sake, he's happy for me. Next to them, Liam gazes up at me, reaching out to touch the silk of my dress.

Finally, we arrive at the end of the aisle, and Giles lets go of my hand. Angel takes his place, clasping my hands with his.

I'm vaguely aware of the minister talking, but it's nearly impossible to comprehend everything he's saying. I just simply stare at Angel, a grin plastered to my face, with Willow tapping me on the shoulder when it's my turn to talk.

"Wedding rings are an outward and visible sign of an inward spiritual grace, signifying to all the uniting of this man and this woman in marriage."

The reverend turns to Doyle, who then gives Angel the ring.

"Angel, repeat after me. With this ring, I thee wed, as a symbol of our love and commitment."

Angel slips the wedding band on my finger. "With this ring, I thee wed, as a symbol of our love and commitment."

"Buffy, repeat after me. With this ring, I thee wed, as a symbol of our love and commitment."

Willow places Angel's ring in my palm, and I turn to do the same to him. "With this ring, I thee wed, as a symbol of our love and commitment."

"By the authority vested in me by the State of California, witnessed by your friends and family, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss your bride."

Angel reaches for the veil and delicately lifts it from my face. Cradling my face in the palms of his hands, he brings his lips to mine and kisses me. We let the kiss linger on for a moment or two. After all, we've been waiting a long time to do this.

In the background, I'm vaguely aware of the applause and cheering from our friends and family, and then Angel and I both feel the squeeze of two little arms around our legs.

"Mommy! Daddy! You're married now!"

We both disengage from the kiss and look down at Liam, who is grinning from ear to ear at us. Angel scoops Liam up into his arms.

"That's right, Liam. You, me, and Mommy, we're officially a family now."

"Daddy, want to go look for gold at the end of the rainbow?"

Angel laughs. "No, Liam, I don't want any gold. You know why?"

"Why?"

"Because…" Angel smiles at me, then looks back at Liam. "I've already got everything I want."

One by one, our wedding guests stop to talk to us before congregating on the porch and front lawn. They congratulate Buffy and I on our marriage, wish us luck, and some even make jokes about me having a ball and chain now. But after four years of living in Astoria, I'm more than happy to be chained to Buffy for life.

It isn't until the number of guests whittles down to just a few when I notice my car for the first time. Parked outside by the curb, my Plymouth sits, transformed by all of the balloons, ribbons, and streamers tied to it. On the exterior, there's writing on just about every available space. And behind the bumper, right below what I assume is a "Just Married" sign, are several cans, hopefully not beer cans, attached by a string.

"Doyle! What did you do to my car?"

Doyle sidles up next to me, pats me on the shoulder while laughing. "You like my handiwork? I think that was my favorite 'best man' duty."

"That better not ruin my paint job!" I warn Doyle. "That's a limited edition Plymouth, you know!"

"Oh, relax, Peaches," Spike says, smirking at me. "It'll wash."

"You did this too?"

Spike shrugs. "I may have helped a little."

"Alright, so if my car gets ruined, I'm going to kill the both of you."

"It won't get ruined!" Doyle insists. "I swear, sometimes I think you love that car more than Buffy!"

"He better not," Buffy says as she wraps her arms around me.

I look down at her and smile. "Not a chance." She tilts her head up and we kiss.

There's a tugging on my pants, and Liam stares up at us with hopeful eyes. "Daddy, I want to go with you and Mommy on your honeymoon. Can I?"

Reaching down, I scoop Liam up. We'll only be gone for a few days, but it's already hard to say goodbye to him. "Sorry, buddy. A honeymoon is sort of for grownups only. But you know what? Me, you, and your mother will all take a vacation next summer to Astoria. You look forward to that, alright?"

Liam nods, a smile returning to his face. "Okay."

I kiss him on the cheek and set him down. I know already it's going to be even harder for Buffy to say goodbye to him. She wraps her arms around him, pulling him into a tight embrace and holding him for several moments.

"You be a good boy for Giles and Auntie Dawn, okay?"

Liam mumbles something in response, his words garbled against Buffy's shoulder.

When Buffy finally pulls away, I see a glint of a tear in her eye. She stays strong though, holding back her tears as she kisses Liam on his cheek. "Daddy and I will call and check on you every day, alright? I love you."

"I love you, too."

I had worried that saying goodbye would be hard for Liam, but when Buffy places a small bag of rice in his hand, he seems all too happy to send us off then.

Buffy and I hold hands as we run down the sidewalk to the getaway car, rice pelting us from all angles as everyone behind us cheers and waves goodbye.

I open the passenger door for Buffy and close it once she's settled in her seat, then walk around and hop into the driver's seat. We had decided beforehand to keep the top down. Yeah, it was a bit chilly, the late November air whipping all around us, but it made for a good photo op.

I start the car and look to Buffy, seeing that wonderful glow on her face.

"So, are you ready to start our married life, wife?"

Buffy grins back at me. "I'm ready if you are, Mr. Summers."

"Mr. Summers, huh?"

"I found a solution to my name problem. I don't have to change my name at all. Everyone will just call you 'Mr. Summers' anyway, especially when Liam starts school, being that his last name is 'Summers' and all."

"Mr. Summers. I kind of like it actually."

I lean forward and kiss her again, then put the car into drive and head off into the night.

THE END

A/N: Wow. I can't believe I finally finished this story.

First off, I'd like to thank my loyal readers. Even when I went through tough times of writer's block, you were patient with me and still reading! That's amazing! I hate to admit it, but I've been slack in my own reading because I've been so overwhelmed with finishing this beast! And beast it has been. This has been the hardest story I've ever written, but I'm glad I wrote it. I learned a lot about writing and planning for stories, what to do and what not to do next time, lessons I'm sure will carry on into my next writing projects.

I hope you all like the way I ended it. I know the majority of the story was keeping Buffy and Angel apart, which was hard for me (and you), but I feel like the ending was beautiful. I hope you don't mind that I didn't have much of the Astorians in this final chapter. I felt like it would take FOREVER for Buffy to meet/speak with them all, and I didn't want to bog down the story with a lot of chit-chat. So I'll leave the rest of the story up to your imaginations.

So, what's next? Well, this is definitely not my last Buffy/Angel story, but it's probably going to be the last LONG fanfic I write. The reason why is that I really want to concentrate on this novel I've started to write, which I hope to get published someday. (I must still be in fanfic mode though, because I'm picturing SMG and DB playing the lead roles in my head, lol.) Anyway, I've always dreamed of being published, so I better get started working on my book!

But don't worry, I'll still write some B/A fic when I need a break! I've already got a follow-up story to When in Rome that is almost finished. Expect that toward the end of the year though, because it's a Christmas story. After that, I have two more story ideas that would work well for the series.

Well, that's enough from me for now. I'll let everyone (including myself) get back to their lives now that this story is FINALLY DONE! LOL!

Thanks again for reading! :)