Epilogue

A few weeks later Toms affair with Myrtle had been exposed, and he was to blame for her death, but before he could be arrested had ended up shooting Tom and himself, that fateful day when the papers had found out about the millionaires affair.

I remember reading that headline, and feeling nothing except for remorse for . Though Tom hadn't been the one to directly kill Myrtle, I believe with no doubt in my mind he was still part responsible in her death and deserved to be handled as such.

After a few weeks most of New York had moved on, along with the only ones who were there to remember. Though we hadn't entirely forgotten what happened that fateful summer we too had indeed moved on to better things.

Some months later Gatsby and Daisy finally had their wedding, and it was grand. All of New York was invited to watch what was the most fantastic wedding of the time, and to us what would be one of the greatest things to come out from that summer. Daisy was by far one of the most beautiful brides I'd ever seen, and Gatsby couldn't have been anymore fantastic then he was on that day. I had been the best man, and Jordan was the lovely made of honor.

Shortly after that day at the hospital I'd lost my job for leaving early, but Jay thankfully had been wanting to create a new business and was looking for a partner. When he heard I lost my job he told me he thought that he'd rather work with no one else other than me. I wasn't wrapped up in all the affairs he was but I had become very successful in the jobs me and Gatsby had created for ourselves.

Now Jordan, she was still a fantastic golfer. Even as she recovered from her injuries she still played, no matter what I or anybody else had to say about it. She stayed with me coming home from the hospital, and not even a few months later officially moved in with me. The times I've spent with her have truly been my happiest, and not a day goes by where I'm not thankful for her in my life.

About a year later we had gotten married, having only a small wedding in the church with our family and closest friends. The best decision I'd made in my life and also the least expected one was saying "I do" that day to who I think is the most beautiful woman in all of New York.

None of us moved away from where we stayed. Jordan and I had fixed up my bungalow and turned It into our own version of a fairytale castle, still living next to Gatsby and Daisy and their three daughters Pam, Lilly, and Emma who come over all the time to visit their "Uncle Nicky and Aunt Jordan", and of course their cousins Wade, Katherine, Grace and Hope. Jordan and I never thought of ourselves as the kind to have a family, but nothing was more special then the moment each of our children were born, and each time had brought out a new experience. Now seeing them grow alongside Gatsby and Daisy's children is certainly something I love being a part of.

After the maddening summer that had brought all of us together, you could say it had all worked out in the end and that I was very lucky to have come to New York.

A/N: So what'd you guys think? I wanted to explore the darker side of Nick Carraway, seeing that he had fought in war and in the movie almost fought Gatsby after hearing about hitting Myrtle, or how angry he had gotten when those reporters came in to Gatsby's funeral I really wanted to write about that part of him that I feel he has. I apologize for any spelling errors if you found any. I was thinking about writing in an epilogue for Gatsby and Daisy's wedding or maybe something with their kids growing up but didn't know if I should. Any ideas, critiques or reviews feel free to let me know. Thanks for reading!