Chapter Twenty-Three

Link paced the dully furnished and plainly painted hospital waiting room nervously. On-duty nurses looked at him oddly, certain that he would wear a hole through the floor any moment now with how fast and repetitious his feet were moving. Link ignored their stares, he didn't care what they thought, he had more important things to worry about – like the well-being of Zelda and his babies.

Link had warped Zelda and himself in front of the hospital over thirteen hours ago. Zelda was admitted into a birthing room rather quickly. Link constantly stayed by her side, helping her work through the pain of her contractions and her breathing. A nurse made a call to Dr. Saria upon Zelda being admitted into a room and the doctor arrived at the hospital and was in the room within half an hour.

"It's too early," Zelda's worried voice spoke upon seeing Dr. Saria walk into the room. "The babies shouldn't be coming now," her cries burned Link's memories as he continued to pace.

"Relax, Zelda," Dr. Saria had told her in a soothing voice. "Just relax. It is early, but just listen to my instructions and everything should be okay. Your children are going to be fine."

Link closed his eyes momentarily, trying to remove the image of Zelda's disbelieving face from his mind as tears threatened to fall. He had done everything he could to convince her that Saria's words were true; their children were going to be fine. He recalled swallowing the lump in his throat as he reiterated Saria's statement. He knew Zelda could sense his fear, that he himself was not completely sure what was going to happen when it came to the fate of their children. Still, he had to remain strong for her. If she saw him crumble, the circumstances could be dire. Though he had managed to calm her, he wasn't sure how he managed it, the past thirteen plus hours have been a blur, but he had calmed her down.

Saria took Zelda's relaxed state as a sign to call in reinforcements. Before Link knew what was happening, the room was filled with doctors and nurses – each being given a certain task to perform by Saria; from setting up a heart monitor to preparing the anesthetics to setting up other emergency equipment.

The sight made Link panic on the inside – was this what took place when babies were born? He noticed that the extra bodies and equipment in the room were making Zelda nervous as well. Again, he tried his best to keep her calm and keep her focused on her breathing.

"You're going to get through this, Zelda," he remembered telling her as he held her hand with one hand and the other gently smoothed down the hair on the top of her head as she lay down.

And she was getting though this, all up until about ten hours ago, Link thought bitterly.

Zelda had relaxed. The babies weren't been aggressive. Everything was fine. And then, at the drop of a hat, everything was not fine.

Zelda was suddenly moaning and groaning. Her grip on his hand had increased tenfold – it was a surprise to him. Link wasn't sure what was going on.

The next thing he knew, Saria had hospital employees remove him from the room against his will. He could have easily fought back and stood in place. Humans couldn't move him if he did not want to be moved, but the urgency in Saria's tone that he needed to leave the room and the look in Zelda's eyes and on her face left him full of mixed of emotions and off his game.

I don't want to leave you, he remembered telling her through their connection.

Then don't, responded Zelda through strained thoughts.

Link stopped the employees in their tracks at the doorway.

"Link, you need to leave the room right now. It's too busy to keep you in here," Saria spoke, standing in front of him slightly blocking his view of Zelda with her short stature.

"But I need to stay, for Zelda," he answered, trying to see what was happening with Zelda. She was moaning and groaning and Link had a sinking feeling that she wasn't even aware that he was still in the room with her.

Saria shook her head. "No, Zelda needs you to wait outside for her," she told him.

Link looked down at her with worried eyes.

"Don't worry, Link," said Saria, "Zelda will be fine, as will your children. I won't let anything happen to them." With that she gently pushed him in the chest and out of the room, quickly shutting the door after his exit.

"'Don't worry', she says," Link sighed, finally stopping his pacing around. He rubbed his temples. "She said that over ten hours ago and no one has been telling me what's going on." Zelda hasn't answered me through our connection since I was forced to leave the room, he thought miserably. What if something went wrong? No, I can't think like that. I would have been told if something was wrong. I would have felt if something was wrong. Zelda would have told me. Oh goddesses, what if something happened to Zelda? After our ordeal tonight, going into labour may have pushed her over the edge… I can't lose her.

A nurse noticed that Link had stopped pacing. She also noticed his sudden over-worried expression and paleness from her position behind the counter at the nurse's station. She knew he was worried, but his sudden loss of colour in his cheeks surprised her. "Are you okay, sir?" she asked.

Link turned to the nurse. "Yeah," he whispered, shaking his head and trying to lose his negative thoughts. He slowly walked over to the nurse's station. "Have you heard anything from room 213?"

The nurse frowned and looked down at her desk, sifting through some papers. "Not yet, I'm afraid," she said, looking back up at Link. She watched Link let out a sigh and felt her own frown grow larger. "But, no news is good news, right?" she spoke up in a cheerier tone, trying to uplift his spirit.

Link showed the nurse a soft smile. "Yes, that is true."

"I'm sure we'll hear something soon," she told him.

"Right," he whispered mostly to himself, trying to convince himself that the nurse was right, he'd hear word of Zelda and his children soon. He sighed and rubbed his temples. Giving in, Link finally decided to take a seat in one of the many chairs laid out in the waiting area. He felt fatigue wash over him the moment he touched the chair. Sleep beckoned him and he welcomed it, slowly closing his eyes.

Link's ears perked up at the sound of a door opening. His eyes shot open. "Saria?" he questioned, sitting up in his chair. He watched the doctor walk closer to him. "How is Zelda?"

"Link," Saria said.

He jumped up from his seat. "What is it? What's wrong? What's happened to Zelda and our children?" he questioned urgently.

"Link," Saria began, patting his shoulder lightly. "Zelda is fine. She is exhausted, understandably, but she is fine."

"And our children?"

"Your children are fine, despite the longer than normal birthing process," Saria said.

"Is that because of the complications?" he asked nervously.

Saria sighed. "There were a few complications, yes, but you don't have to worry. As I said, your children are fine. Zelda was under a great deal of stress just before giving birth, which proved to be a little difficult for us to handle, on top of this being an early birth," Saria paused, noticing Link's nervous expression. "But," she continued, "thanks to her overall good health and my excellent team, everything went well, it just took a little time."

Link sighed in relief. "Well, that's good," he mentioned.

Saria eyed him carefully for a moment.

"Can I go see her now?" Link asked.

"Of course," Saria nodded.

Link nodded in return and moved to head towards Zelda's room. He was startled when he felt a hand grab his arm. He turned and looked down to see the doctor with not only a firm grip on his arm, but a stern look set upon her facial features.

"If I may ask, why was Zelda under so much stress?" Saria spoke, staring at up at him.

Link swallowed the lump in his throat. He looked up at the ceiling briefly, willing his eyes to stay their natural blue and not give off the impression that he was lying. He looked back down and cleared his throat. "Well, um..."

"Link," Saira encouraged.

"Damien Dragmire," he sighed, closing his eyes. He felt Saria release his arm. He opened his eyes and saw her shocked expression.

"Damien Dragmire?" she repeated.

"Yes," Link told her. "He wasn't too happy with his 'fiancée' being with another man and pregnant. He put her through quite the ordeal," he frowned.

"Does anyone know about this? Did you call the police?" Saria questioned.

In spite of the serious topic, Link found himself struggling to hold back a smile. "It's all been dealt with. I don't think we'll be hearing from him or his father ever again," he told the doctor. "I think Zelda is still in a bit of shock and awe now that it's all over and done with."

"Well, she's certainly a strong young woman to put up with the likes of Damien and his father. Not to mention also having to deal with the death of her father less than a year ago. It's understandable to see why she would be stressed," Saria mentioned quietly. "It was wishful thinking on my part that her pregnancy would be a normal one."

"Yeah, she's certainly been through a lot," Link whispered with another frown.

"Nothing is your fault, Link," Saria said, smiling up at him. "You've been nothing but strength to her. I'm sure she doesn't blame you for anything. You two make a strong couple. And it's your love for one another that has helped you both overcome all your obstacles, whether you've had to face them alone or together. So don't beat yourself up over it too badly," she told him. She gave him a nudge towards Zelda's room. "Go see Zelda and your children," she smiled.

"Thank you," Link said to Saria as he smiled and made his way back towards Zelda's room. He stopped in front of a door numbered 213 and took a deep breath. He put his hand on the door handle, but couldn't will himself to open the door. Come on, Link told himself, you can do this. You're a father now, and Zelda needs you. This is no time to be lacking courage. You just defeated your two archrivals for the sake of the goddesses. It isn't scary meeting your children for the first time. Taking in another big breath and slowly releasing it, Link knocked softly on the door with his free hand.

Come in, Zelda's voice sounded in his mind.

Her quick response startled him, after all, he hadn't knocked that hard, he wasn't sure she had heard it. Has she been in my mind this whole time? Link shook his head. He pulled down the handle and slowly opened the door. He smiled as the first thing he saw was a grinning Zelda lying comfortably in bed with two little bundles in her arms – one pink, one blue. He closed the door and slowly made his way to the bed, his smile getting wider as he got to Zelda's side. He bent down and kissed her forehead. "Congratulations, Mommy," he whispered.

"Thank you, Daddy. Congratulations to you, too," Zelda said, trying to hide the giggle bubbling up within her.

"Thank you," he replied, looking down at his children. "Though I have to say, I think I'm a little jealous of Maia right now."

"Link!" Zelda exclaimed in shock. She turned her attention from Link to the pink little bundle cradled gently in her left arm and felt her cheeks grow red. Zelda was breastfeeding Maia.

"Oh come on, Zelda," Link chuckled. "Tell me you don't wish that was me instead."

"Link!" she blushed. "There are children around."

"They're babies, Zel. They don't understand what I'm saying or implying," Link told her innocently.

Zelda looked up at him with a stern expression. "Somehow I doubt that, Link, they are your kids after all."

Link chuckled. "You do have a point," he said.

"I know I do," she smiled up at him. "Now, do you want to hold Alex?"

"Uh, shouldn't they be in some special care? I mean, they were born prematurely."

"You're not going to hurt him, Link."

Link hesitated before responding. "I'm not so sure about that," he whispered, looking down at his children. "I'm not like everyone else. I'm not normal."

Zelda looked up at Link with a frown across her lips, but her eyes smiled with love and care. "Link," she said quietly. Her soft voice was enough to make him turn his attention towards her. "Link, no one is normal. Heck, I'm not normal. You're not normal. Our children certainly aren't normal, which probably explains why they are so healthy despite being born before their full term."

Link chuckled lightly at the double meaning behind Zelda's words.

"There is nothing to worry about," Zelda spoke, becoming serious. "You're going to be a great father. You're never going to hurt our children. Look at how well you've taken care of me, how gentle you've been with me. You're over-thinking this, Link. Stop it. Pick up your son and hold him."

Link let out a small smile. He bent down and kissed Zelda gently on her forehead. He turned his attention to the blue bundle in her arms. He carefully moved his hands to lift Alex from Zelda's arm and into his own. Moving his arms around carefully to adjust his posture so that his son was comfortable, Link couldn't help his growing smile as he looked down. "Hi there, Alex," Link whispered, watching as his son opened his big blue eyes and look up at his father.

Zelda smiled up at the pair. "See, I told you not to worry. He likes you," she told him as she detached Maia from her breast and covered herself up.

"You think so?" Link asked with a light tone.

Zelda rolled her eyes. She repositioned Maia in her arms so she could lightly pat her back as she tried to burp her. "I know so, Link," she told him. "Now stop being a worry-wart. You're scaring me. Worrying is supposed to be my job."

Link laughed. He bent down and gave Zelda a light kiss on her lips. "Just keeping you on your toes," he said.

"Because we haven't been on our toes enough lately," she said deadpan. Maia let out a soft burp as Zelda continued to pat her back. "Good girl," she cooed, readjusting Maia in her arms so she now cradled her comfortably so Maia could look up at her father if she wanted.

Link looked down at the two, struggling to hide his laughter and balance Alex carefully in his arms.

"What?"

"You're too cute," he smiled.

Zelda refrained from rolling her eyes at him again and instead put on her best flirty face. "Why Link," she began flirtatiously, "I know I'm cute. You're just figuring this out now? I'm a little hurt." She slightly stuck out her bottom lip and looked up at him with big eyes. "I thought you liked me because I am cute. I mean, I certainly assumed that since you slept we me you thought I was cute. It's hurtful to think that you are just realizing this now."

Link couldn't stop the grin spreading across his face as he shook his head. "You are certainly silly, too," he told her, "but I think you should stop talking."

"Oh really? Why?"

"Because that cute little mouth of yours is about to get you into trouble," Link said, leaning down once more and planting a lingering kiss at the corner of Zelda's mouth.

"Link!" Zelda blushed.

"Relax, Zelda," Link chuckled, straightening up. "There's no one in this room. It's only us."

"And our children," she retorted.

"They're babies, Zelda."

"Yeah, very special babies," she explained. "Or have you forgotten?"

"Of course they are special babies," Link answered. "They are our babies."

"Link," Zelda said eyeing him sternly.

Link let out a sigh. "Fine, they are magical special babies," he told her. "They are still human though. They don't want to grow up any faster than they need to and want to be babies. I can assure you, while they are special; they are infants and will express infant tendencies. They still have to grow up and discover their own powers."

"But I thought..."

"Pure blood or mixed or no magical blood involved, every witch and wizard has to go through their own discovery of their powers. You went through it yourself, Zelda," he whispered to her, even though only the four of them were in the room.

"Do you think our kids..." Zelda trailed on, not wanting to voice the worry that showed on her face.

"I'm sure they'll have powers, Zelda," Links smiled softly. "I am their father, after all. Having my blood alone should be enough."

"Oh aren't you just so modest," she whispered with a small smile. She turned away from Link and brushed her lips over Maia's forehead.

Link continued to smile as he watched the pair he loved dearly in front of him and cuddled the little boy, who he loved just as dearly as the other two, closer to his chest. He stayed silent for a moment, letting the scene of perfect love and happiness engulf his sense a little longer. This is bliss, he thought.

It certainly is, Zelda voiced in his mind. She looked up at him shyly.

Link smiled and closed his eyes. I couldn't have asked for a more perfect family.

We're far from perfect, Link.

You know what I mean, Zel. For years, hundreds of years, I never dreamt that I'd ever be able to live a peaceful life and have a family of my own. And now, I have my family and I couldn't be happier. Link slowly opened his eyes to meet Zelda's. He was surprised to see her eyes on the verge of spilling tears.

"Zelda, what's wrong?" he asked her, breaking their bubble of silence and moving to sit beside her on the bed.

"It's over," she whispered, unable to look him the eye for fear that the tears she was struggling to keep at bay would fall and ruin their happy family moment. "It's finally over."

Link smiled down at her softly. "Oh, Zelda," he whispered, carefully moving Alex comfortably in one arm while the now free arm wrapped around Zelda. Link pulled her to him, gently planting a light kiss in her hair. "It is over," he stated. "But you shouldn't be crying. They'll never hurt you again, sweetheart."

Zelda nodded her head and let out a small smile as she looked up at him. "I know," she answered. "I'm just a bit shocked still."

"Understandable," Link agreed.

"But what will people say now? They are going to wonder what happened to the Dragmires," Zelda started to tell him. It's not like we can openly say you killed them and their bodies vanished into a puff of dark smoke.

"That's true," Link chuckled.

Zelda eyed him seriously. "I don't see how this is funny. How are we going to explain this?"

"Zelda, we don't have to explain anything," he started, but cleared his throat at Zelda's dirty stare. "Okay, so maybe we do since the tabloids and other media were all over our non-existent love triangle not too long ago. And since Damien was the kind of man to never give up."

"Exactly," Zelda said, worry evident in her voice. "So then how are we going to explain that not only is Damien now gone forever, but so is his father?"

"Boating accident?"

"Link."

I'm serious, Zel. Damien and his father have a yacht, right? All I have to do is place it in the middle of the ocean, create a storm, ruin the yacht so it looks like they fell overboard and then let rescuers believe their bodies got washed away, never to be found.

And what about where the yacht is docked? Surely people will claim they never saw them get on the boat, or you know, find it odd that the yacht just suddenly disappeared.

You're so analytical, Link teased.

I'm being realistic, Zelda retorted. We have a chance at peace and happiness. I don't want it ruined because of some nosey reporters looking into the disappearance of some high-profile politician, even though no one should be giving a damn about what happen to them. They're evil.

They were evil, Link reminded her. They're gone now, forever. I made sure of that.

Zelda smiled at him. And I thank you with my life for that.

You can thank me by trusting me. I'll make sure everything goes according to plan without a hitch.

"Link," Zelda voiced.

"Yes?" he questioned with a bright smile.

"You're lucky you're cute."

"Only cute?" he replied with a fake frown. "I thought it was something else."

Zelda raised her brow at him. "Something else?"

"Yeah," he mused, looking down at his children. They had both drifted off to sleep. Link kissed Alex's head and brushed his thumb across Maia's forehead lovingly. "I thought you were going to say something else."

Zelda shook her head gently, coming out of the daze that Link's paternal actions put her in as she watched him closely. "What did you think I was going to say?"

"I think you know."

"I can assure you that I have no idea what you're talking about," she told him, desperately trying to hide her grin.

"You always were a horrible liar," Link smiled, pecking her lightly on her nose.

"Then maybe you should tell me what I was going to say, if you're so sure about it," she replied.

"Whatever my lady wishes from me," he answered, this time kissing her cheek.

Zelda felt her cheeks heat up. She forced herself to remain quiet.

Link smiled at her self-control. "I think, now this is just speculating, but I think that you were going to say that you love me," he grinned. Taking Zelda's silence as shock, Link's grin grew even wider. He eased himself off the bed and carefully took Maia from Zelda's arms. He then brought the sleeping twins to their hospital crib. "Welcome to the world, you two. Sweet dreams," he whispered to them as he gave them each a kiss on the forehead. He turned around and made his way back to Zelda, who was still looking at him with shock evident on her features, but also love for the actions he just displayed.

"You really think I was going to say that?" she asked him while trying not to smile.

"I don't think, Zel," he pressed a finger to her lips before she could retort something witty and sat down beside her on the bed again. "I know," he whispered with heavy emotion. "I know because I love you, too."

Before Zelda had the chance to respond, Link had pounced on top of her, pressing his lips eagerly against hers. Despite having just given birth to twins and laying in a hospital bed, she met his heated and passionate kisses with the same desire, if not more.

"Link," she whispered against his lips, momentarily regaining her senses, "the nurses and doctors."

He hushed her with another fiery kiss. He raised his left arm and flicked his hand towards the door. The lock softly clicked in place. He lowered his hand to the part of her body that was still covered by the blanket she was half under. His hand trailed up the side of her body until it made contact with the side of her breast still covered by her hospital gown. Being mindful of the fact that Zelda had just been breastfeeding, Link gently tugged the gown free from under the blanket and up the side of her body and then rested his hand on the bare side of her breast. He gave it a gentle squeeze.

Zelda moaned in response and tangled her fingers in his blonde messy hair. She pulled him close.

Link broke away, quietly panting for air as he rested his forehead against Zelda's. "I love you so much, Zel. You're my world. I don't know what I'd do without you," he told her honestly.

Zelda's breath hitched in her throat. She searched his eyes as she kept her hands tangled in his hair to keep him near. "But you're immortal, Link," she said quietly.

"I know," he whispered with a slight frown. "But I need you in my life, forever."

Her breath hitched once more. "Does that mean... Does that mean you'll make me immortal?"

"Where would the ruler of the magical realm be without his queen?" he smirked.

"Ruler of the magical realm?"

"I've told you before that my parents were like royalty, if not real royalty, on the light side of the magical universe. Even though Damien and Ganondorf are gone, I still have to make sure that the forces of dark magic never emerge again."

"But you said the only wizards left from your world were you and the Dragmires."

"Yes, it was for the longest time. But, now there is you and likely our twins."

"We're not evil," Zelda said, giving him a strange look.

"No, we're not," he chuckled, kissing her nose. "But you weren't from magic blood and how did you get your powers?"

Zelda furrowed her brows in thought. "Oh," she realized quietly. "But you fused your blood with mine."

"That was just to speed up the process, it's not really necessary. I just wanted an excuse to be closer to you and make you mine."

Zelda's blood rushed to her cheeks at his words and her eyes sting with the threat of happy tears. "Link," she breathed.

"Sorry," he said bashfully.

Zelda shook her head. "No, don't apologize. You have nothing to be sorry for."

"Really? I thought you would have thought that was a little creepy and stalker-ish."

Zelda let out a laugh. "Ha! Have you been in my life recently? That's a bit of a stretch for creepy and stalker-ish."

Link thought a moment, his eyes drifting towards the ceiling before looking back down at Zelda. "Point made."

"I love you, Link," she said, bringing his head closer to hers. "I love you so much." She planted her lips over his for a brief moment. "Are you really going to make me immortal?" she asked.

"I'd be stupid not to, Zel," he said, kissing her cheek.

"Link!" she exclaimed, pulling him close for a tight hug. Startled, Link had to adjust himself so he didn't crush her as he hugged her back. "Wait!" she pushed him back, her hands resting on his shoulders, his hands resting on either side of her on the bed.

"What?"

"Our children."

"What about them?"

"We'll outlive them," Zelda frowned.

Link mimicked her facial features. "I know," he replied, "but I can't make every new witch and wizard immortal, even if they are our family."

Zelda turned her head to look at the crib that held Alex and Maia.

"Hey," Link whispered, taking her chin with his hand and making her look at him. "They'll understand. We're going to grow up with them and they're always going to be in our hearts. And when we start a 'new' life we can make a new family."

Zelda punched his arm.

"Ow," he winced, releasing her chin and rubbing the sore spot on his arm. "What was that for?"

"You're just going to forget that we had a first family? They're not pets, you can't just replace them. Not that pets are even replaceable," she fumed.

"I would never forget our first family, Zelda. Never," he told her firmly. He watched her as she eyed him carefully. "Look, Zel," he sighed, "when I thought I was going to die, when you were about to shove a sword right through my heart, time stopped. I was transported to a different realm. I saw my parents and Midna was there, too. They knew everything that was going on in my life, everything that has happened since long after they all died."

"What are you saying?"

"I'm saying that maybe, just maybe, there is a magic out there that can let us see our loved ones even though they've passed on."

"You mean we can see ghosts?"

"Well, they weren't really ghost-like when I saw them," Link said. "Ghosts are a funny thing."

"Really, Link? Ghosts are a funny thing? You're a wizard," she chuckled.

Link chuckled along with her. "I suppose you're right, but what I'm trying to get at is that was the only time I've seen my parents in the afterlife."

"Oh."

"Yeah," he said with a hint of sadness in his voice. "I tried forever to see them, to contact them, but never had any luck. I thought it wasn't possible. But, now I know it's possible to see them. I know we can never bring back the dead, but if we put our heads together, I'm sure we can find a convenient way to call upon them and just have a simple chat."

"Link," Zelda whispered. She caressed his cheek and brought his head down to give him a light kiss. "It will all work out. And like you said, those we love will always be in our hearts. Always," she kissed him again.

"Zel," Link murmured against his lips.

"I love you, Link," she said before kissing him hard.

Link chuckled and eagerly responded to Zelda's touch. His hands roamed up and down her sides. One hand returned to cup the side of her breast. He smiled against her lips as she struggled to contain her moans. "To think," he began, barely breaking contact from her lips to speak, "none of this would have happened if you never came running to me."

"Running to you, Mr. Gale?" she said, baffled somewhat.

"Correct."

"I never ran to you. I'm a big girl, I'll have you know," she chided him. "It's more like you were stalking me."

Link shook his head and struggled to contain his laughter. "Way to break the mood, Zelda."

She looked up at him, eyes shining with love and noticed his were filled with the same emotion. "I hardly think the mood is broken," she whispered breathily.

Link swallowed his groan. "You know I love you, right? I'm so in love with you," he kissed her cheek.

"I know," she smiled. "I love you, too. I love you so very, very much."

Link smiled down at her, closing the space between them. "I'm glad, and we have forever to tell each other," he told her, and before she could say anything else he closed the space between them and kissed her, hard and lovingly.

Well, there you have it. The final chapter of Running To You.

I want to thank everyone from the bottom of my heart who has stuck with me through this project. It certainly had its ups and downs, but it was completely worth it. I'm not sure what else to say, I feel like thank you is saying too little, but I truly am thankful. I hate having things come to an end, so working on this last chapter was hard for me - not just because when I finally got into my writing groove I had to send my computer to the shop for a month to fix its wifi function - but because I seriously don't want to let this story go. But like everything, it had to come to an end. I can only hope I did this ending and the story as a whole justice.

All in all this story turned out to be 247 pages, over 114,500 words of pure enjoyment and exercise for my imagination.

I look forward to hearing people's last thoughts. I'm not sure where my writing will go from here. I know I want to write, but I need to start focusing on my career choice and being an adult. And while my career choice is to be a writer, I may find very little time to write fanfics anymore. However, I'd like to think that every once in a while I'll challenge myself to write a one-shot. Also, I'll likely go through each chapter at some point and fix up any errors I seemed to have missed, since I'm a little anal when it comes to wanting spelling and grammar to be perfect, especially for this story.

Again, thank you to everyone for all the kind words and support through this 6 year journey of Running To You. It's been a blast, and I certainly hope you've enjoyed it as much as I have.

Thank you and much love,
LadyZayriah