Fate Will Find Us •Completed•

Epilogue.

*5 years later*

"Katie, get your butt down here and pick up your Barbies!" I yell to my 4 year old daughter. I hear Katie sigh, then her footsteps coming down the hall. Her brown mop of curls, just like mine, come into view. Her blue eyes shined when she saw that her father was home.

"Daddy!" She squeals, running into his open arms. Liam gives her a kiss on the cheek, sending her off to pick up her dolls. He scoops me up in his arms, greeting me with a much wanted kiss on the lips.

"Hey, darling, how was your trip?" I ask. He had been in the next state for a heart transplant. He was a very talented doctor, and many hospitals wanted him working for them.

"Good, and your past few days?" Liam asked, walking into our bedroom. I followed him in, undoing his tie.

"Good. Katie had a play date with Olive, and it was fun to see them play dress up." I go and hang his tie up with the others, before going back to close the door. I give Liam a kiss on this lips, before unbuttoning his shirt.

"Missed me that much, huh?" He teases, earning a slap on his chest from me.

Liam stops my hands by grabbing them with his own, his eyes changing from playful to serious. "Remember how I told you on Thanksgiving some years ago that'd you be a great mother?" He asks, his hands slinking around my waist. I nod. "Well you proved it."

I kiss him, pushing him back on the bed. We kiss a little longer than we should and I pull away, breathing heavily. "Later, Liam. Katie's going to Evan's birthday party, remember?" I stand up and wink before walking out of the room. I hear Liam mumble something along the lines of "I hope she's there awhile," or something like that.

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"Have fun, Katie." I say, before turning and walking back to the door.

I drive home and pull into the driveway. When I walked into the house, it was eerily quite, except for the soft music playing. I look down, and there at my feet were pink and red rose petals.

Smiling cheekily, I follow them into our bedroom, where I find my husband laying on the bed. "Waiting for me?" I ask, pulling off my clothes.

I climb onto the bed, grabbing a condom out of the pack in the bedside drawer. I kiss him feverishly, knowing this sexual tension has been building up for awhile now.

"I love you, Rosalynn." He whispers in my ear.

"I love you, too, Liam." I reply back.

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Tada. To be honest, I don't really like the epilogue but I rewrote it three times.