Destroyed

Epilouge

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*4 Years Later*

Deep breaths. Calm down. Everything will go as according to plan. No need to dwell on what if's. This will go fine. Every one I love is here. Today is my day. The day I become Mrs. Butch Jojo. Yeah, I know. Butch is going to be my husband. But the green eyed ruff stole my heart and wouldn't give it back until I agreed to marry him. Then feelings grew, we challenged each other but in the end it was proven that we are madly in love with each other. I'm 20 and I'm getting married. Scary but I'm willing to overcome this fear. There is nowhere in the world I'd rather be than saying 'I do' to the man I love.

"Bubbles, were waiting." Buttercup says coming in my dressing room.

Her belly showing off that she's 3 months pregnat with her and Mitch's child. They got married as soon as Mitch found out she was pregnat a month later.

I giggled, "Okay. I can do this. It's just walking down the isle right?" I said, she giggled.

"Yes, come on." she said.

I took one last look in the mirror. My dress in simple. It's a white strapless-like-ball gown with a beaded belt at the waist. It's Stella York wedding dress and it's very beautiful. My hair is curled to perfection and a pearl-like beaded headband is in my hair, my vial goes over it. I'm simply glowing and I love this feeling.

"Is Brick there?" I asked and as soon as I did he came strolling in.

"Right here, baby doll. You look beautiful." he said smiling down at me. He isn't wearing his hat but his hair is neat and tied back in a low ponytail.

He's wearing a black-and-white tux, I have to say. The suit does his justice.

"A-Are you sure? I feel like my hair isn't right. Maybe I should straighten it." I said going to get a straightener from the bathroom.

"Bubbles. Your hair is fine. Your fine. We're all okay, c'mon let's go. I can't wait for you to become my sister in law." I smiled up at him and let him walk me out.

With one last fuss over my dress, I let Brick walk me down the isle to where Butch's waiting. Waiting for us to start our future together.

"Are you sure I'm not dreaming." Butch whispers to me.

"Well, if this was a dream you'd be Channing Tantum." I told him smiling.

"God, I love you." he said shaking his head smiling back at me.

I smiled up at him, lovingly. This is our moment. Just us. I can't wait for our future.

*9 Years Passed*

9 years came and went. And within those 9 years were the best of my messed up life. 26 years old, new apartment in New York City, going to NYU and working at an art gallery. Married and expecting my second child with the love of my life, Butch Jojo by my side to guide me. Life for me, Bubbles Utonium is good. But today is the day my father took his life. Butch, our son Daniel, and I made a trip back to Townsville where I am visiting my father's grave.

"Bubbles, you ready?" Butch asks me.

I shake my head clearing my thoughts as I look up at him and smile. I take his outstretched hand and he helps me out of the car. Well, when a woman is 5 months pregnat it is very difficult to get up. Daniel is in the car asleep as we make our way hand in hand down to the cemetary gate.

"Ready." I say.

We walk to my father's grave dressed in black. I brought pink roses, they were his favorite. I sigh and struggle to kneel but I manage to do so with Butch's help.

"I'll give you a minute." he whispers in my ear and leaves as I smile and nod.

I sigh, "Oh daddy, you didn't deserve to die at your own hand. Don't you know you mean so much to me. I know. I must be crazy for missing you but I do. You said you were sorry and I didn't really believe you, I wish you were here so I can tell you I was wrong. I'm sorry it had to be this way for us. You'll never see your grand-son or your grand-daughter." I held my stomach for emphasis.

"Bubbles, we have to go. Buttercup's in labor!" Butch said helping me up. I sigh again and run my hand across the tomb stone.

"I forgive you, daddy." I whisper.

I am proud to say that the little girl that everyone thought was weak has proved that she is strong. She can forgive those who do her wrong. I have come a long way since that night 5 years ago. I have become a wife, a mother and guess what? I'm not destroyed.

Phew. I finally finished this story. I'm sorry that it took so long for me to finish it but I'm glad that I waited. Writing this story was really fun and I hope you all loved it as much as I do writing it. I am honored by all my fans for supporting me in writing this and those who kept motivating me to get this done. Thank you all for your love and support, it really means a lot to me. Now, on to the next story.

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