Epilogue

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I look at the picture of my friends from a thousand years ago, it's like I said to them before. For an immortal, life goes by much slower than for a human. One day they were here and the next they weren't.

After coming home from bringing the humans and supernaturals from one universe to this, we defeated Negan and axed to Elysium. Aro and the others tried to attack but we defeated them easily. After that I had a baby boy who my mates and I named after my father Alexander.

Years went by and Elysium thrived, until we met this group called the silent people of something who acted like walkers to survive. Wore their faces and blended in with them to survive. We dealt with them pretty easily.

After that life went smoothly, no troubles for the next thousand years with me in charge. Sure people died but people die every day, it just depends on how attached you got. For me I got attached so their deaths hurt.

Maggie and Glenn had three more children before Glenn was turned and they decided no trying for kids. Why? I don't know, maybe four was enough. After having Alexander, my mates and I waited some years before having a little girl who we named Mary.

"Thinking about them?" John asks, I sense my mates come up next to me as we look at the wall of memories. See we had this museum made with photos of people we wanted to honor.

"Yeah" nodding my head, looking at Rick "if it wasn't for Rick, none of this would have been possible. Bryce and I would still be nomads, we wouldn't have known you two...I'm grateful for Rick" tilting my head "what do you guys think of Ricki for a girl and Rick for a boy? Names wise?"

I feel my mates gazes on me "Are we" Demetri asks "having another baby?" Nodding my head, my mates each pull me into their embrace kissing me. I smile holding them as I look at the group photo where Rick is smiling with his family. Thank you Rick, for everything. None of this would have been possible if I hadn't saved your ass all those years ago.

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