Six Years Later...

I never expected pregnancy cravings to be anything too crazy, but there I was eating a tuna fish and peanut butter sandwich.

And it was good.

Lena just watched me eat it, looking more and more disgusted with every bite I took. I completely ignored her as I focused on whatever television show had peaked my interest that week.

Being out of work was definitely not something that I enjoyed. All I'd done since finding out I was pregnant was binge watch movies or television shows I normally wouldn't have had the time to watch if I was regularly going on missions. But because my line of work wasn't exactly the safest, I was out the moment the pregnancy test said positive.

Dex and I had hardly been married for a year at that point, and both of us were terrified by the fact that we could be parents. After everything that had happened with our parents, the last thing we wanted to do was rush into it. But when you're young and in love, sometimes accidents happen.

"I wouldn't be surprised if you're pregnant," Lena had said to me when we'd went to get a test. "With how much you two go at it, it was just a matter of time."

Her nonchalant way of saying this horrified me, but I didn't even try to deny it.

Lena was in the bathroom with me as I took the test, Dex right outside the door, pacing back and forth. He would have been in there with me too if I hadn't forced him out so he wouldn't see me peeing on a stick.

I opened the door and the three of us waited together for the results. Dex usually wasn't very restless when he was worried about something, but at that moment he could keep still, walking back and forth as his hands shook.

I didn't know what to say. I didn't even know how to feel. A baby changed everything... It changed everything for our career, and our relationship. It would not longer be about just Dex and me. We were going to have a family to worry about now...

"This is good, isn't it?" Lena was trying to hide her own excitement as she asked.

Dex and I just looked at each other, neither of us saying anything right away. This was good, wasn't it? We were married, and older than our parents when they had had us... This was a good thing, right?

I felt terrified, and it was obvious that Dex felt the same way. But even so, even though I felt so scared, there was still apart of me that was... happy. And excited. I felt completely unprepared, but ready to face it at the same time.

"This is good." Dex answered before I could. I just smiled at him.

He wrapped his arms around me and just held me for what felt like hours, dropping down to his knees so he could be face-to-face with where the baby would be. Lena made a gagging voice as he kissed my stomach.

But that had been nearly eight months before, and now there I was, as big as a whale and hardly able to even walk. I was three weeks away from my due date, and it could not have gotten there any faster.

The only problem was the fact that Dex was gone.

With me out of commission, Team VALAD had the choice to either continue taking on missions together, or to individually take missions when they came up. With Aiden's wedding coming up, he had decided that it would probably be best if everyone took individual missions when they wanted to, as these would be by choice rather than mandatory. It was a decision that shocked all of us, but the entire team agreed that taking a step back for the time being would be the best idea.

All four of my teammates did their own individual missions as I just sat at home, getting fatter and fatter. And unfortunately, that included Dex as well.

Since Aiden was the leader, he would have been able to override any decision we ultimately picked, so we were glad that he was on the same page as the rest of us. He had used to be so demanding when it came to missions, but once everything had happened with his father and Kristie and Damien Black, he had mellowed out completely. The selfish kid who thought of no one but himself grew into a strong and competent leader.

And sometimes I was still shocked by that.

After everything that had happened with Kristie, it took Aiden a while to bounce back. He never returned to the selfish, arrogant egomaniac that we had all come to know. Finally, he grew to become the leader he was always meant to be. He grew to be just like his father, in honor of his memory.

And just like his father had, Aiden ended up meeting a human woman and falling in love with her. It took him time to open up and completely trust her, but once he did, he became the happiest I had ever seen him. And once Nicole found out about what his occupation was, and how he and his friends weren't human at all, she still encouraged him in every way she could.

Lena and Anthony were the ones to get married first, which was not something any of us were expecting. But when Anthony popped the question when we were all only nineteen, Lena didn't even hesitate to say yes. They were married the next year.

Dex asked me to marry him after their wedding reception, in which I had caught the bouquet. It was completely private, just being the two of us so we wouldn't take any of the attention away from the bride or groom on their special day. We were standing there, on the empty dance floor under the twinkling lights, both drunk off each other rather than any alcohol.

"Marry me," he'd said, cutting me off from whatever I'd been saying. He clearly hadn't been listening, just smiling and watching me as I rattled off about whatever had caught my attention in that moment.

I just stared at him. "What?"

"Marry me," he repeated, and he just couldn't stop smiling.

We were married within the next year, surrounded by our friends and loved ones. Nay caught my bouquet, her entire face turning bright red since she and Hank still hadn't taken the next step in their relationship. That changed almost fifteen minutes after I'd thrown my bouquet, however, when a drunken Hank finally kissed Nay, dipping her right on the dance floor.

Everything was finally turning out right for all of us, and life went on as normal. At least, as normal as it could be when you were a superhuman. Once we'd finished our training with Hank and Nay, Team VALAD went on to become an official team of the DAU, finally being assigned real, official missions for us to do. Even though we'd already been forced to do missions that had already seemed official when we were still only in training, but we didn't talk about that.

When Dex had been offered this mission a month and a half before my due date, he had been skeptical. Though he was told that he should be home in two weeks, there was always the possibility that he would need to be gone longer. And that was exactly what had happened.

Three weeks had passed now, and I barely heard from him at all. It made sense, since everything involving missions needed to be top secret. He was only ever able to contact me when they knew they were safe, whether it be at a base or a hideout. Because I this, I had maybe spoken to Dex about three or four times since he had left.

I had been the one to tell him to take the mission. He'd been so antsy ever since I had gotten pregnant, both from the lack of action and the nerves of becoming a father. I knew he needed this, and I knew we would both be unable to go on any missions for a while after the baby was born. So I told him to go, since he'd be back before I would give birth anyway.

But that was then and this was now. Was I nervous about the fact that Dex was still gone on his mission even though I was due to give birth in only three weeks? Yes, I was absolutely horrified. Even though the last I had heard from him he had told me he should be home within the next week, I couldn't help but feel nervous. What was I going to do if he got hurt? I didn't just have him to worry about anymore, or myself. We had a baby to worry about now.

Lena and I had Aiden's fiancée's bridal shower that day, but my mind was anywhere but that. And while I knew she would be understanding if I told her I couldn't go, I knew she'd be disappointed, and the last thing I wanted to do was disappoint her. So I had to hide my worry and try to have fun for at least one day.

Aiden's fiancée Nicole very much had the same innocent demeanor as Kristie once had, being so sweet and kind that it was almost too much. This was the only thing that she had in common with Kristie, if you could even count it, considering Kristie's had been all an act. The major difference between the two was how intelligent Nicole actually was—she was on her way to becoming a neurosurgeon, after all.

I was happy that Aiden had finally found someone that he could be with, even if she wasn't a superhuman. He really was following in his father's footsteps, and there was nothing that made him happier. It took him a long time, but once he was finally completely over Kristie, he was better than he ever had been before.

When he met Nicole and began to realize he actually was developing real feelings for her, he was absolutely terrified. Not only did he have major trust issues after what had happened to him, but Nicole was a human who had no idea about the superhuman world at all. While it wasn't breaking any rules to be with a human, it was definitely frowned upon since it meant this human would most likely have to learn about the world of superhumans. But Aiden liked Nicole so much he just couldn't stay away.

She took the news of superhumans existing like a champ. She definitely didn't believe it at first, and then thought that she was going crazy and Aiden actually showed her the powers he was capable of. But once the initial shock had gone down, she fully accepted him and was even excited. She thought it was so cool, especially once she found out that his friends all had powers as well.

No one was surprised when he ended up proposing to her. And even though it wasn't what any of us had once expected to happen to him, we couldn't have been happier for him.

I'd felt uncomfortable all day the day of her bridal shower, the kind that worried me ever so slightly, though I had said absolutely nothing to anyone about it. That day was supposed to be about Nicole, not me. I'd made enough things about me to last a lifetime.

"You ready to go?" Lena asked as she shouldered her bag.

I nodded. "Yeah, I just need to..." I turned to find my own purse, but stopped when a sudden gush of liquid made me initially think I'd peed my pants. When the uncomfortable cramping I'd been experiencing all day suddenly got even worse within seconds of this happening, I knew exactly what had just happened.

"Oh, no," was all I was able to say, clutching onto my stomach as if that would stop what was happening from happening.

Lena stopped dead in her tracks, eyeing me as she said, "Please tell me what I think is happening is not happening."

I gulped, shaking my head. "I can't tell you that," I squeaked, suddenly feeling dizzy, "because it is happening."

Lena snapped into dad mode immediately, snatching up the duffel bag Dex and I had packed up on this before for this very day before ushering me out of my house and into the car. She damn near picked me up since I apparently wasn't going fast enough.

She called Anthony on the drive to the hospital, letting him know exactly what was going on. He said that he and Aiden were going to meet us at the hospital. I opened my mouth to protest, since Aiden's fiancée's bridal shower was about to start, but the sudden onset of contractions made me shut right up.

Lena seemed to be thinking the same thing I was, however. "Aiden's coming even though Nicole's party is today?"

"The groom doesn't go to the bridal shower," Anthony informed us, that know-it-all tone he always had peaking through his tone. "You both had bridal showers and you don't remember that?"

"Sorry we're a little too preoccupied to remember details like that right now," Lena snapped back at her husband, but I could tell this exchange was more in good fun than it was an actual argument. "And not everyone has photographic memories!"

She swerved through traffic as she spoke, only one hand on the wheel while the other gripped her phone. I was starting to feel a little afraid of more than just Dex missing the birth of his child.

I'd never missed RV's controlled, automatic driving more than that moment. After weeks of pretty much living in my phone, we were able to get a replacement RV that he was able to be inserted into. And just like our parents, we used him every time we had to travel for missions, unless it made more sense to take a plane. But now that we had been taking a break, he stayed at Aiden's house much like he had stayed at his father's.

Anthony and Aiden somehow beat us to the hospital, both of them helping me out from the car as Lena shouldered the duffel bag. But the closer we got to the hospital, the more I began to panic.

"This can't be happening. This can't be happening!" I just kept repeating it over and over, as if saying it would somehow change the fact that I was in labor. "Dex isn't here! I don't even know where he is!"

"It'll be okay, Vi," Aiden nodded, his grip on my waist tightening in reassurance. "He'll be here."

Everything after that felt like a complete blur. One moment I was standing there, trying my best not to panic even more, and then the next I was in the hospital, being rushed through the halls in a wheelchair as I tried to control my breathing as well as I could, my contractions making my insides feel like they were being torn apart every time they decided to appear.

I could hardly even change into a hospital gown, hunching over in pain as my contractions continued. I knew that it was supposed to hurt, but I never knew how excruciating it actually was. Wouldn't it only get worse? I needed that epidural as soon as I possibly could.

Being able to actually lay down, even if it was in a hospital bed with a subpar mattress, did at least make me feel a little bit better as I tried to power through the pain. It almost felt like time was going by both excruciatingly slow and insanely quick at the same time.

"Where's Dex?" I whimpered as I felt another contraction coming, Lena gripping my hand as Anthony and Aiden stood right behind her. "He needs to be here. He can't miss this."

"We're going to do everything we can to get him back in time, okay?" Anthony assured, squeezing my shoulder.

All I could do was give him a desperate look, forcing myself to do the correct breathing that I had learned through hours of classes and online research. The pain I was feeling with every set of contractions was almost unbearable. I could feel myself sweating, my hair matting to my forehead.

When a nurse came by to let us know we could only have one other person in the room, there wasn't even a debate as Lena decided she would be the one to stay, practically growling at the two men when the suggested that perhaps one of them stay with me. They were practically chased out of the room by my best friend, promising that they would do everything they could to try to get Dex back in time.

I wasn't even sure how much time passed. The pain made it feel like days, with a nurse or doctor coming in every once and a while to check in on me. Eventually, I was given the epidural I had so badly wanted, and I finally felt much more calm.

"You're fully dilated, Mrs. Wolff," my doctor finally informed me once she looked up from under my hospital gown. Lena squeezed my hand. "It's time to start pushing."

I shook my head, almost frantic. "But my husband isn't here yet!"

She gave me a sad look, and I knew that there was nothing she or anyone else could do to prolong this any longer—and I didn't want them to. Even with the epidural, this was going to be a painful process and I just wanted it to be over.

But I wanted Dex there. This was our child—our first child—and he was nowhere to be found. I had no hope that he'd burst through the door at the right moment, as dramatic as he always was. He was gone.

So I pushed.

"It's a boy!" the doctor announced after it had all been said and done, holding up my crying son for me to see before placing him onto my chest, our first skin-to-skin contact. Tears immediately welled in my eyes; even right after birth, I couldn't help but think he was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen.

Everything after that felt like a blur. They took the baby and cleaned him up, Lena going with them as other hospital staff did the proper procedures to make sure I was okay. Little did they know that I would heal from any damage my body took in a matter of hours, but it wasn't like I could tell them that.

I felt strange. I felt exhausted, like all I wanted to do was sleep, but then I felt so excited that I could've jumped and danced all around the room. But at the same time, in the back of my mind, I felt sad. I tried everything I could to try to push this sad feeling out of my mind, but it just wouldn't budge. Dex had missed this.

Once my son was finally in my arms again, all I could do was just stare and smile at him. To me, he was absolutely perfect. Little tuffs of black hair, just like his father's. He had blue eyes like me. Like my father had.

A nurse popped into the room, making sure that both my son and I were okay. I forced a smile, letting her know that we were fine. Which we were, physically, but that didn't change how much my heart hurt by the fact that Dex was still not there.

"Your wife would like to see you," the nurse suddenly informed me.

"My..." I blinked at her, having absolutely no idea what she was even talking about. I then looked toward the door, seeing Lena's head pop up through the window as she waved at me. "Oh... Yes. My wife."

I was only able to nod, and the nurse smiled at me as she beckoned Lena inside before taking her leave.

My eyebrow raised, I couldn't help but smirk. "So you're my wife now?"

"With Dex gone, I'm your substitute spouse."

"And how does Anthony feel about this?"

Lena shrugged. "Do you think he'd even be surprised?"

No, probably not.

"How're you feeling?" Lena asked me, brushing my hair out of my face with her fingers.

I shrugged. "I'm okay," I answered. "It's been an hour so I'm practically already completely healed, and I'll be back to normal by morning."

Lena frowned. "I didn't really mean about that..."

I could only force a smile, not knowing what exactly I was supposed to say. I was completely devastated that Dex had completely missed the birth of his son and was still nowhere to be found. I was angry that it had happened, but angry at the situation rather than at him. Because I knew how much he wanted to be there, and how much the baby and I both meant to him. And knowing that also made me feel absolutely distraught for him.

I knew I wanted more kids. I knew Dex did as well. There would be other pregnancies and other births he'd be around for, but this was our first child. I went in having no idea what I was doing, completely alone.

Lena grabbed my hand and squeezed.

Well, not completely alone.

The doctors wanted me to stay overnight, which I knew was regular procedure even though at this point, I had already fully healed from the entire birth. Being a superhuman sure had its perks... sometimes.

My son slept in a crib beside my bed, and I could hardly keep my eyes off him. How was I supposed to get any sleep when all I wanted to do was give him all of my attention?

Even though I didn't feel like I'd be able to sleep, I knew that I had to try. Even my superhuman body was exhausted from giving birth; I couldn't even imagine how I would have gotten through it as a human. I definitely had the utmost respect for human women for going through this pain and trauma without any kind of special power.

I was nodding off just as I heard the door to my hospital room open, immediately waking me up even though I continued to lay there peacefully, my eyes still shut as I calmly breathed in and out. I had no idea who it would be during this time of night, but something was telling me this was not a threat, so I stayed put, forcing myself to breathe like normal. It very easily could have been hospital staff, and the last thing I wanted to do was have awkward small talk at that moment.

The figure moved slowly as they made their way around my bed, right toward my son. I felt my entire body tense as I felt the edge of my bed dip down as someone sat so that they were now directly next to my son.

"Hey, buddy," the familiar voice of my husband sighed, and my body immediately relaxed. "I really messed up big time, didn't I?"

My heart swelled, and I wanting nothing more than to spring forward and wrap my arms around him. I knew this wasn't his fault, and even though I didn't blame him, I knew he was going to blame himself.

"Well, in case you didn't figure it out since you're six hours old, I'm your daddy," Dex introduced, and this had been the proudest I had ever heard him before. "Sorry I couldn't meet you right away. And it's so late now, I don't want to wake you or your mama up."

For only a moment, I wondered how he was able to get in even though visiting hours were long over. It made me wonder if he was allowed in since he was the father, or if he had just decided to skip the step of being allowed in and simply turned invisible instead. I could honestly see it going either way.

"Your mom is so strong, isn't she?" Dex continued, and now I was actually pretty glad I hadn't given away the fact that I was actually awake. "To be able to do all of this on her own, without me even here... She's really the most amazing woman."

How was I supposed to lay there and pretend to be asleep when he was saying things like this? It felt like my whole heart was going to explode right through my chest.

"I want to say that typical dad thing about taking care of your mom whenever I'm not around, but really, she's the one taking care of me." Dex was never the one to openly talk about his feelings, so there was no way I was about to stop him from doing so by letting him know that I was actually awake. "Also, with the way our job usually goes, I can't think of a time I would have to go anywhere without her."

That was something else to think about. How would things with the DAU change now that we had a child? I never even thought about how our parents managed it for the few years they had us before their deaths. I thought I'd heard that the organization had a daycare center that specifically took care of children who had parents busy or away on missions, but was that what I wanted for our children?

"She's the best thing that's ever happened to me." I could feel Dex slowly rocking our son back and forth as he spoke. I was glad he was actually staying asleep, though I felt like this was no indication for the months go come. "After everything I went through going up, I never thought I'd ever be able to find someone that I could love so much. And I never thought I'd find someone who could love me just as much back."

Dex had never been the best at talking about his feelings. I felt like I always had to pry to get him to open up, or he'd have to feel so overcome with emotion until it eventually just erupted out of him. But he was able to talk so freely to our son, and I couldn't help but wonder if it was because he was a sleeping baby that couldn't understand him anyway, or if he really felt so relaxed and connected with our child that it was easy for him.

"Can I tell you a secret?" he whispered, so quiet I could barely hear him. "I hope you grow up to be just like her and nothing like me."

I wanted nothing more than to reach out to him, to hold him and tell him he was wrong. But I felt like that would have only embarrassed him to know that I had heard what he'd said, so I continued to pretend to be asleep.

He just sat there for a while after that, cradling our sleeping son. I kept my eyes shut, having no idea if he was even paying any attention to me at all. But knowing Dex, I had the feeling that he couldn't help but check up on me.

I'd get bold and every so often crack my eyes open ever so slightly. Dex was so invested in our son that I wouldn't think he'd even notice even if he was looking right at me.

"Do you think you'll ever be able to forgive me?" Dex laughed without humor, holding our son in one arm as he used his free hand to stroke his face. "Do you think your mom will ever be able to forgive me?"

I knew I couldn't stay silent anymore, not after that. I had given them their alone time, but now it was time for me to let him know that I was awake.

"I don't see how I wouldn't be able to," I finally spoke, unable to stay silent any longer. I expected Dex to jump at the sound of my voice, but he didn't seemed startled in the slightest, doing his best to hold our son as carefully as he could as he turned toward me.

"Hi, beautiful," he greeted with a soft smile. "Tell me, are women supposed to be this gorgeous after just giving birth?"

"A charmer as always," I smirked, but I couldn't help but feel overjoyed by the fact that he was actually there, holding our baby. But then this only reminded me of how guilty he was feeling for missing his birth. "But seriously, Dex. Not that you even need to apologize, but I forgive you anyway."

He frowned. "I don't deserve your forgiveness."

I couldn't help but roll my eyes at him. I understood why he felt so badly about what had happened, and it wasn't like I was happy about it, but the last thing I wanted was for him to feel so guilty that it affected him as negatively as it was. Clearly he had gotten there as quickly as he possibly could.

"He isn't even going to be able to remember this," I tried to reason. "He would never even know you weren't able to be here unless you told him."

Dex shook his head. "But you'll remember," he countered.

I didn't know how exactly to comfort to him. I felt like no matter what I said, he wasn't going to believe me, so maybe that wasn't the time to try to comfort him. And I was upset that he hadn't been there—but not enough to make it an issue, especially since I knew it wasn't his fault in the first place. Besides, he was holding our newborn baby in his arms, which should have definitely been the focus in this moment.

"His name is Elliot," I introduced, reaching out over Dex's shoulder and stroking his little face. "Elliot Henry Wolff. After my father and Hank."

"He's beautiful." Dex couldn't take his eyes of him. "Just like his mom."

I'd wished he'd been there with me when he was born. As grateful as I was to Lena that she had been there by my side throughout the entire process, nothing would have compared to actually having Dex there with me through it all. I didn't blame him at all, since I knew how badly he wanted to be there and I knew how hard it was for him to be able to come back. But that didn't stop me from blaming myself for telling him to go in the first place. If I hadn't, I would have had him here and he wouldn't have felt so horrible for missing Elliot's birth.

"I can't believe I missed it..." Dex continued on with the conversation we were having before, as if he could read my mind. "I'm already a terrible father."

"You are not a terrible father." I would have grabbed his shoulders and shook him if he wasn't holding our son. "I'm the one that told you to go on that mission in the first place."

"You know how much I love you, don't you?" Dex's eyes were filled with such sincerity I could have cried just from that one sentence. "Because I love you more than I can even put into words. And I really feel like the worst husband in the world right now."

I grabbed his face in my hands, forcing him to look at me. "You did nothing wrong," I stated, staring right into his eyes as I did so. "I know you would have been here if you could have. I know you love me, and Elliot. Please, please, do not beat yourself up over this. We have the rest of our lives to be here for this child."

Dex broke our eye contact to look back down at Elliot, who was still sleeping peacefully in his arms. "I just hope the rest of our lives is a long, long time."

Of course I agreed with him. Our parents were ripped away from us so young, and I knew it was a fear in the back of both of our minds, whether it was a rational fear or not. With us being in the same line of work as they had been, there was always the possibility...

"Do you think..." I started, my voice quiet as I tried to think of the right way to say what had been on my mind pretty much since the moment we had found out I was pregnant. "Do you think we should retire from the DAU?"

"That's a really big decision." Dex frowned, not moving his gaze away from Elliot. "One that affects not only us, but our teammates as well."

"I know..." I immediately felt terrible for even suggesting we do this, even though it had been weighing on me for so long. "I just... keep thinking about our parents. And I know their deaths were more personal than just a mission gone bad, but that doesn't change the fact that missions go bad all the time. The last thing I want is for Elliot or any other children we may have to grow up like we did, without their parents."

"I'm not disagreeing with you," Dex nodded. "But I don't think this is something to decide right now. Because this job is something we both love to do, even though it can be dangerous. We really have to think this through before deciding to retire."

I knew he was right, and that I was probably overthinking because I was tired and emotional. But just the thought of something going wrong, and Elliot growing up in foster care like I had, or with abusive adoptive parents like Dex... It completely shattered my heart. Not to mention that even if we didn't get killed, we would still have to spend time away from him for missions.

This was something I was going to have to think hard about. I didn't want to make a decision that I would come to regret.

"I love you," Dex assured as he kissed my forehead. "And I will love you no matter what we decide."

I hated that I felt so indecisive. Was I really about to choose between my career and my family? What I did for a living was dangerous, but that didn't mean I didn't love doing it. But was I really okay with possibly causing my own children to go through the same trauma and pain that I did if something did happen their parents?

We still had no idea where Tom or Striker or Carmine were. They had evaded capture once Redrum fell, and we hadn't heard from them since. I felt like that wouldn't be something that lasted forever, unless they were dead. But we had no absolutely no idea, and it loomed over us because of that.

I knew I had time to decide. This wasn't something that had to be decided immediately, but that didn't really make me feel much better. The looming decision hung over me and filled me with nothing but dread.

What I knew for a fact, however, was that I was happy. And really, that was all I had ever wanted to be. Growing up parentless, moving from house to house and never being able to keep friends or anyone close to me, I was forever thankful for the friends I had in my life now, the friends that had become my new family. And now, Dex and I were adding onto that family. And our parents would live on through that.

I had hated the fact that I'd been recruited into the DAU when it first happened, and it took time for me to realize, but it had been the best thing to ever happen to me. I had met my best friends and the love of my life, things I thought I'd never be able to have in life. I had thought that I was going to be alone forever and I hated my life because of it, but now I was looking forward to the rest of the life I had to live, knowing there would be even better moments to come.

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The official ending of the Defenders trilogy after nine years.

Thank you so much to everyone for reading, whether you stuck through it for the last nine years, just found the series and finished it all at once, and anywhere in between. These books and these characters mean so much to me and the fact that it's officially over is a really bittersweet feeling. I can't believe I'm done writing about Violet and Dex after all this time.

They'll always have a special place in my heart. But this ending has been a long time coming, and now that it's finally here, I'm excited for what I have in store for the future.

Again, thank you to everyone who took time out of their life to read these books. It means more to me than you will ever know.

And Dex and Violet go on to have two more children after this, Andrew Vincent Wolff and Rebecca Amanda Wolff. :)

Amanda is not only Violet's mom's full first name, but it's Nay's real name as well since Nay is a nickname for Mother Nature due to her powers. I really thought I revealed that at some point throughout the books but it looks like I didn't, and going back in and editing it now seems kind of pointless since it's not super important for the plot. Maybe one day I'll do that, but we'll just have to see.

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