A/N- So I completely thought that I was done with this fic until I read the review from soccerlover8; I was instantly inspired to write this epilogue. It's nothing graphic, just a sweet conclusion. Hope you enjoy =)

Epilogue

"Chad! Can you get your butt in here and help me carry this box?" Sonny yelled out the door of the brand new house to her fiancé. Her voice sounded exasperated but she had a wide smile on her face, the goofy one she always donned when she considered the fact that she would soon be Mrs. Chad Dylan Cooper.

"Alright, alright, I'm coming." Chad had ceased chatting with their new neighbors, and was now jogging towards the doorway to attend to Sonny's call. "Jesus, woman, we're not even married yet and you're already bossing me around." He smiled at her, softly pecking her forehead.

"Ha ha, very funny Chad. Now please help me, we have a lot to unpack!" Sonny bent over and struggled to lift a very large cardboard box.

"Here, let me get it." Chad gently pushed her aside, easily picking up the box, pointedly flexing his muscles at Sonny in the process. She rolled her eyes. "Where's this going, little lady?" He asked in a deep, masculine voice, in an attempt to seem much more macho than usual.

"The bedroom." Sonny told him, turning and leading the way through their living room and up the stairs towards the huge master suite. "Just put in anywhere," she told him, as he set it down.

Chad could not get over how beautiful their new home was. The bedroom alone was enough to make anyone go crazy, with its high ceilings, brand new furniture, and a balcony with a beautiful view over looking the ocean, but the rest of the house was to die for. When Sonny had expressed interest in living together before they got married, Chad made sure she got the biggest, the most breath-taking, the most expensive, and the all-around best house in Los Angeles. He knew that Sonny did not feel she deserved this, and as the thought passed through his head, she happened to express this belief out loud to him.

"I still can not get over the fact that you bought all this for us, Chad. It's too much. I would have still been happy in a much smaller, much cheaper house. This is so big! We don't need all this space."

It was Chad's turn to roll his eyes as he walked over to her, picked her up by the waist and set her down on the desolate vanity. She instinctively wrapped her legs around his middle as he traced kissed down her neck and around her collar bone. "Yeah," he whispered between kisses, "I could have bought us a smaller house, but then there'd be no room for little Chad Dylan Coopers to run around. And the dog, of course."

Sonny, who had thrown her head back in enjoyment of the kisses, raised her head and rested it on Chad's shoulder. "Little Chad's, huh?" She giggled at the thought, "I'm not sure if the world is ready to handle that. A dog sounds nice though."

"What kind of dog, love? One of those little purse dogs?" He joked.

Sonny squished her nose in disgust and shook her head. "Uh-uh. A big dog. Big, but cuddly. One that won't mind the little Chad's that may be running around. I want a Lab."

"I'd like a Lab, too." He thought.

"I want two. A chocolate and a yellow. One for each of us."

Chad smiled. "I like this idea. It's going to be a lot of work, though."

"Not as much work as a little Chad. . . Not as much work as a normal sized Chad, either, for that matter."

"Hey!" Chad reproached, grabbing Sonny around the waist, pulling her off of the desk and throwing her onto their bed. He then pounced on her, tickling every spot on her body that he could reach. Sonny began laughing so hard that she could barely breath.

"OH- OH- OKAY! CH- CH- CHAD! I- I SUR- SURRENDER! I SURRENDER! P-PLEASE!"

He stopped tickling her, but moved so he was on top of her, straddling her waist and pinning her arms by her head. He moved his head down low so that he was eye to eye with her. "Be nice." He told her, before releasing her, jumping off and focusing his attention back to unpacking.

He opened one of the smaller boxes sitting on the floor. It was filled with items from Sonny's house- books, jewelry, pictures, and various knick-knacks. "Babe, these are yours." He told her, as Sonny hopped off the bed and joined him on the carpet. She began sifting through the contents, until her eyes rested on a framed photo, taken more than five years previously.

"Hey, look at this." She handed him the frame, and his eyes lit up. It was a picture of himself and Sonny dancing at Tawni's 18th birthday party. The pair had been so caught up in each other, that they were completely unaware that the hired photographer had snagged the picture of them entangled in a close embrace. This was one of Chad's favorite photos of him and his fiancé; the passion they felt that night was clearly visible, frozen forever in time. The heat between them was almost tangible. He could not believe that he couldn't see the sparks that flew between them at the time it was taken; he could not understand how he believed that Sonny held no interest in him, when both love and lust were written all over her face in this picture.

"Wow," Chad whispered. "This feels like just yesterday. This was the night we-"

"Made love for the first time?" Sonny interjected. "I remember it perfectly, Chad."

"Really? Because the way I remember it, you were pretty drunk." Chad smirked. Sonny sighed in defeat.

"Only a little. And I was sobered up by the time I crawled through your window!"

Chad smiled reminiscently. "That was the best night of my life until very recently." He admitted.

"Mine too," Sonny agreed. "But the best has yet to come!" She exclaimed happily. Reaching over, she softly tugged the picture out of Chad's hand and placed it back inside the box. She crawled over to him, moving onto his lap so that she was facing him, legs on either side of his torso and arms around his neck. She kissed him deeply, trying to express her intense feelings of passion and love to him. "How about we quit unpacking for the day? We can take a long, hot shower," She kissed him, "Make a romantic dinner," she gave him another, longer kiss, "Cuddle up by the fire," This kiss was even more intense, "And go to bed early, if you catch my drift."

Chad moaned. "Mm, I like the sound of that." He told her, grasping her hips and pulling her in even closer towards him and began kissing her fiercely. "Do you know how much I love you?" He asked, as she began kissing down his neck and unbuttoning his shirt.

"Not as much as I love you." She whispered into the nape of his neck.

"I seriously doubt that." He muttered, holding his soon-to-be wife, never wanting to, and never having to, let her go.

The end.

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