Epilogue

Frank Reagan was smiling as he strolled down the streets near his home on a fine early summer morning. Sometimes it was nice to ditch the detail and the batmobile, as his children called it, and just be a regular guy again especially on a beautiful Saturday like this. Although if he had to be completely honest, he would have admitted he was on a mission... it had been a busy week, and he felt the urge to drop in and check on his youngest grandchildren for a bit. Little Joseph was just a month old now and Eddie had not yet returned to work so Frank was missing his daily visits with Kaylin in daycare and, of course, who could resist holding that baby?

He nodded to the new tenants of the little cape cod, just across and a few doors down from Jamie's house. A nice, young couple had moved in after Mason Malevsky's death had left it vacant and they were hard at work painting and cleaning up the yard. Judging from the toys sitting next to them, they must also have some young children, Frank surmised. It'll be nice for the kids to have some friends the same age on the street, he thought as he walked up to his son's front door and prepared to give a knock. He was surprised when it opened on its own before he even touched it.

"Frank!" Eddie startled. "Sorry! Didn't see you coming," she laughed. "Come on in. Kaylin and I were just headed out for a little mommy-and-me shopping time."

"And ice cream!" Kaylin said excitedly as she followed behind. "Grandpa, do you want to come?"

"Well that all depends on the flavor," Frank smiled. "What are you going to get?"

"Chocolate!" Eddie and Kaylin both answered and laughed together.

"I'll pass this time," he said. "But rumor has it Aunt Linda is bringing her famous cookies for dessert after Sunday dinner tomorrow. I might have to pick up a little vanilla bean for everyone to go with those."

"Yay!" Kaylin shouted.

"You're looking good, Eddie," Frank smiled as he glanced at his daughter-in-law and leaned over to give her a peck on the cheek. "I know it took you a bit to get over being sick and everything else."

"Thanks," she replied with her eyes sparkling. "I feel great now. So much more like my old self. Jamie's out in the yard with the baby. I'm sure he'd love some company."

Frank eagerly walked out back through the patio door, expecting maybe to find his son camped out on the deck relaxing with some coffee. Instead he smiled as he saw that Jamie had pulled the Chevelle out under the shade tree and had all the materials around to wash and wax it. The windows were rolled down though and he could see him just sitting in the front seat leaning back against the headrest with his eyes closed. Curious as to what he might be doing in there, he strolled over to take a closer look.

"Taking care of my car?" Frank asked as he leaned down and looked through the passenger side window. He smiled when he caught sight of his youngest relaxing with the tiny little boy in his arms having his bottle while wearing an NYPD onesie someone had personalized with 'My Grandpa is the Commish'. That had Abigail Baker written all over it... literally. He could recognize her handwriting anywhere.

"Oh, hey, Dad, we were just out on meal, and besides, I thought it was my car," Jamie joked with a grin.

"It is," Frank beamed with pride as he opened the door and took a seat.

"Did you hear that, Mr. Joseph Daniel Reagan? Grandpa says it's all ours. Now look at this, Joey," Jamie smiled as he put the empty bottle down while nestling the tiny boy on his lap and leaning him back against his chest so he could put his little hands on the wheel. "I know it's hard for you to see right now, but they don't build them like this anymore, son. There's not a computer anywhere, it's pure mechanics," he said as he lovingly held Joey close and the little boy kicked his feet and gurgled excitedly.

"See that, Dad? He agrees," Jamie said, as he and Frank laughed. "We're going to have so much fun with this car again."

-fin-

That's a wrap for this installment, it was an epic one! Believe it or not, but the whole thing spawned from an idea I had for a little three chapter story after "Follow Your Heart" where Jamie got his car back. It always bothered me that on the show that they never really addressed what happened to it. That turned into "Home Sweet Home" because of course he had to have someplace to park it first, which evolved into two kids, a cat, and an interesting mother-in-law 115,000 plus words later. LOL. I've really enjoyed writing it! Thanks for all the reviews, favs and follows!

As for the future, I'm going to let this series open for now, as I'm not really ready to call it closed in case something new develops in my brain, but I think that maybe it's run the course. Not sure yet... I might have some ideas to follow up with, but before I get too far ahead in this for now there's a new story in the works (werks? ha!). I've been inspired by lawslave and have decided to take a second track for a parallel series and explore just what might have happened to Jamie and Eddie's relationship if things had turned out a little differently when he had his accident in "He lets me call him Frank now" - suppose he had not gotten quite as sick and Eddie had not been immediately invited into the Reagan family. What if she had NOT been asked to call him Frank that day? Hmm? Where would Jamie and Eddie be then? Still partners on the job? Lovers? Might they have met some of the same people along the way on an alternate journey? Maybe! Look for the new story called "Water Under the Bridge" when I have it done.

In the meantime I'm going to try to complete some more one-shots. be sure to check out "Snapshots - From the series" A grouping of one-, two- or three-chapter shots based off of the stories in this Jamko series containing "He lets me call him Frank now," "Follow Your Heart," "Home Sweet Home," and "Resurrection"... contains missing or extra scenes that just didn't fit in the original flow. PM or leave suggestions in the comments with any further requests.