"Patrick can you please hand me that?" Missy asked me pointing to the box on her left. I picked it up and put it in her hand. She was making pancakes for Alexis since it was her birthday. My little girl was nine today, and Brayson was ten. They didn't remember the coma I was in since they were so little, and me and Missy decide that one day we would tell them about it and the Red Stars. Only when they were older. No reason to give a little kid nightmares about what will happen to their mother and father.

"Smells good Missy," I told her and she smiled.

"Thank you," she replied, "but I think it matters more on if it taste good."

"Very funny."

"Mommy where's the remote?" Brayson asked from the living room. Missy placed the spoon in the bowl and walked in to help the kids. She picked it up, but before she changed the channel she looked at the show on and gasped. She dropped the remote and I walked in to see why she was upset.

"Many were shocked to learn that Bill Pint, leader of the group know has the Red Stars, was released today," the reporter said into the camera. "When asked what is thoughts were, he only said this."

"Well I am glad to be out," the man that took my Missy long ago told a reporter. "Though I do have to give a gift to a dear friend of mine. Not now, I don't really own any money, but she'll get it in years to come."

"Who is your friend?" someone in the crowd asked.

"Oh, no one important. I tried to give it to her a long time ago, but I was arrested before she received it. Yet this time I will be giving it to her and her husband. Now I must be going, so much to catch up on!" 

I turned the channel before more about his release could be said. Missy stood up looking like a ghost had just threatened her, which in a way had. Not only did he threaten Missy, he threatened me. She walked into the kitchen and sat down in a chair with her face in her hands. I sat down next to her and took her in my arms. 

"He won't get them," she mumbled into my chest and I picked her chin up to see me. 

"Won't get who?" I asked. 

"Brayson and Alexis. He won't lay a hand on them." 

"What about me?" 

"I don't know if I can stop him from taking you, but I will try my best. I promise."

"That's all I would expect from you, your best."

"It's all I can give. Patrick?"

"Yeah?"

"How long do you think I have?"

"It's hard to say with him. Try not to worry about it, sweetie. I know you will be fine."

"How?"

"You always are."

She stood up and started to work on breakfast again. I stayed there thinking about different things until Alexis walked into the room. She crawled into my lap without me saying a word.

"Morning Daddy," the little girl told me.

"Good morning birthday girl," I said back making her giggle.

"Do you have to work today?"

"Nope."

"Good. Are we doing anything today?"

"Only spending time with each other, and celebrating your birthday. Does that sound fun?"

"Yes!"

"Breakfast is done!" Missy told us sitting the plate with the food on the table. I got Brayson and we all sat down to eat it. I didn't think that anything could go wrong with my life anymore.

I thought back on the year that I would never forget. There were huge bumps in the road for Missy and I, but we somehow got through them. I guess it all started when I looked at the picture of two people in my past. It was like a fire, and soon it got so huge that I stopped talking to my wife. Yet that fire was put it very quickly for me, but for her she had to wait so long for me. She wasn't in darkness and not knowing how long she was gone. For me it felt like I feel with her lips on mine, and the next she had her head on my chest.

Then I moved on. It was something that I had needed to do for a long time, yet I couldn't bring myself to do it. Life seems so much easier when you don't think of your mistakes and think of the good things you have done. I married Missy, was the big one I always thought of. The others is I had Brayson and Alexis. I will never know what would have happened if that black hair girl with wonderful pale green eyes hadn't come up to me and asked if my name was Patrick Jane. I don't know if I would have ever made her Missy Jane if we had meant any other way.

I guess we all have moments where we think what would have happened if something else would have happened. My life would have been different without the three people sitting around the table with me. My life would be different without Lisbon and Cho, Rigsby and VanPelt. I just don't know how I would have lived my life without any of them. Sometimes I just wonder.

Yet in the end I know it is right. I have them to fall back on, from kids punching me in the face to a bullet going so close to my heart. I had a scar from that bullet, and there is not one moment I don't thank whatever is out there, which there is not, for saving my life.

So what do I have to say to the Red Stars? I say bring whatever pain you have planned for me. I can take it has long has I have Missy, Alexis, and Brayson in my mind. I know that I will be thinking of them and their safety till the day that I die. Even though, that is a tale for another time. 

Wasn't that sweet and sappy at the same time? I love writing in Patrick's pov. So sweet. So I hope this epilogue has filled you with enough Missy and Patrick cause they will die in the next book! Mwhahahahaha! No, I'm kidding, I can't kill them. Or can I? Anyway, you will find out what I have planned in RR. I will upload it sometime tomorrow, so look for that, and I hope you enjoy it. I had a lot of fun writing this sequel, and I hope you had fun reading it. That's all this gal's got to say. Peace out my Stars!