One Journey, the Final

Epilogue:

We're cuddling underneath the covers, his arms around my waist. Over his constant whispers I can hear faint rain pitter against the window. It's the perfect morning and all I want to do is stay underneath these covers, staying dry and warm with him.

"Do you hear that?" he asks, his lips against my ears. The feeling of his breath going down my ear sends a chill down to my toes. He's talking about the rain.

"Yes, it's beautiful," I whisper. Just as he's about to kiss me, I hear our door creak, and there's only one person I know who could be standing in the doorway. A high-pitched girlish voice cries like twinkling bells,

"It's raining!" Rosalie has a huge smile on her face, and she runs across the floor, her feet padding against the warm wood. She slides in her footy pajamas just as she reaches the edge of our bed, grazing the threading end of our comforter.

"Yes baby it is!" I say excitedly. Rosalie automatically jumps onto our bed, crawling into our arms. She rests her head on our arms, and now we're enjoying this moment as a family. Harry kisses her forehead.

"Good morning Rosie," he says happily. And he gently starts to tickle her, and I join. She instantly laughs, and the shrill bells sound again.

"Stop, stop," she says between breaths. We stop, and kiss her cheeks. This is where I want to stay, forever. I can't imagine a life without either Harry or Rosalie, they've completed my heart. I close my eyes, and I know, this is my journey.