Alright, this is officially it. This story is complete. Now, there is a possibility – though a small one – that I will post a few bonus chapters, like more little epilogues, but that won't be for a while. So it might be good to keep this story on alert, though really it may not happen at all. But anyway, thank you to everyone who read this and stuck with it the whole way through. You're support means the world to me, so leave a review, even an anonymous one. Hope you enjoy the epilogue of The Law of Unintended Consequences.

Epilogue

Just over two years had passed since the birth of the Tennelli twins. Quinelle and Wesley had reached all their milestones with a cooing group of teenagers there to congratulate them. Quinelle was the first to talk while Wesley was the first to walk. The iron that Wesley had taken her first steps towards Mikey was lost on no one and it came to no one's surprise that Quinelle's first coherent sentence was directed towards Aunt D.A.

The gang's grade twelve year was finally over and thanks to Ms. Tennelli's help, Ralphie had been able to keep up in his schoolwork and graduate with them. Dorothy Ann of course was top of her class and the others all had great final grades as well. In fact, D.A., Keesha and Tim received scholarships from the university in town.

It was graduation night at Walkerville High and there auditorium was packed with proud family and friends. Evan and Mikey sat smiling in the front row. Evan and Tim were still together, as were Phoebe and Arnold and Carlos and Dorothy Ann. Keesha and her beau had split after a few months, but she wasn't too bothered by it. She'd be meeting plenty of people in University. And speaking of Evan, the young Miss Hoover had found a passion for writing racy romance novels and had recently become a published author. It was already looking like a best seller and it had only been on the market a few weeks.

Tim too had made a name for himself. His paintings and other artistic works sold for good money. He would be using his scholarship to study visual arts and improve his work. Keehsa planned to go into psychiatry, D.A. was an aspiring surgeon and Phoebe would make doctor number three as she would be studying veterinary medicine. For the longest time, Wanda had no idea what she wanted to do but her passion for building and spunky flare had her thinking interior design was the way to go. Arnold too had some difficulty selecting a career. The natural choice would have been to go into geology, but it wasn't a career in high demand. His falling out with his family had inspired him to look into youth and their home environment and, ultimately, social work. Carlos' clear moral compass cemented his decision to go to law school.

And what of Ralphie? He originally worried that the twins would make going to college hard, but Walkerville College had offered free daycare at their school facility if her enrolled and stayed on campus. It was that offer that convinced him to pursue a career as a paramedic.

Graduation night was one of the most exciting nights of their lives. Receiving their diplomas was the next step to the future, to a life of their own. Their abilities hadn't disappeared. If anything, they'd gotten stronger. But that was okay, because they could control them. Their abilities were part of who they were. And though Quinelle and Wesley hadn't shown signs of having abilities of their own, D.A. wasn't ruling out the possibility.

When they received their diplomas and the ceremony was finished, Ralphie and the gang joined up with their families who were waiting for them.

"Daddy," shrieked two very excited little girls as they ran full tilt into their father's arms. Ralphie scooped the up and spun them around, laughing happily.

"Hey girlies," he said. "You guys behaved really well tonight. You didn't give Gran too much trouble."

"No trouble for Gran," Quinelle said, nodding. Quinelle and Wesley both looked a lot like their Dad. They had dark brown hair and brown eyes. Quinelle hair was longer, reaching her mid-back, while Wesley's hair was cut to her shoulders.

"Aunt Wanda," Wesley shrieked, holding her arms out to said aunt. Wanda took her from Ralphie and kissed her cheek.

"Jeez, you're getting heavy kiddo," she laughed.

"Not heavy for Daddy," Wesley said.

Carlos scoffed. "You're Daddy doesn't think an elephant is heavy."

"Carlos," D.A. snapped, hitting him lightly in the arm.

"Hey, Keesh, will you take Quinelle for a second?" Ralphie asked. Keesha nodded and Ralphie passed his daughter off before moving to stand beside a young, brown-haired graduate.

"Chantal," he greeted.

Chantal spun to face him. "Ralphie."

"The girls are here," he said.

"Your girls, you mean," she corrected.

"You can come see them, if you want," Ralphie offered. "I know you must think about them. Just because you gave them up doesn't mean I won't let you see them."

"I'm not interested, Ralphie," Chantal said. "I haven't changed my mind about them. They're yours to deal with. I'm going away to University. Don't contact me."

Ralphie sighed. "If you ever change your mind –"

"I won't."

Without another word, Chantal turn her back to him and Ralphie left her alone. He walked back to his friends and family, the people who really loved him and supported him no matter what. He looked at his two beautiful daughters and he smiled a truly breathtaking smile. Who knew so much good fortune would come from a little trip into space. You've just gotta love the law of unintended consequences.