All The Faith In The World

Chapter 29: The End

(20 years later....)

"Come on kids! We're going to be late to the game!" A now 39 year old Connor yelled to his two kids one morning.

"I'm coming I'm coming," his daughter, Grace, says.

Grace Claire Riley runs down the stairs, but tries to look cool and walks. Her brown hair and her green eyes, from her mom of course, match with her green volleyball team shirt and black shorts.

"Dylan! Come on!" He calls back up the stairs to his older son.

Dylan Isacc Riley comes down the stairs, brown hair covering his equally brown eyes. Earbuds stuffed into his ears, alternative music blaring.

"Turn down that music or you're going to go deaf," Connor advises.

"Whatever," he turns the music down a notch, but not enough to make a difference.

"Is aunt Faith going to be at the game?" Grace asks, secretly hoping she's going. But, her dad could never know she was excited.

"Yeah, I think this is the off season," he agrees, hoping she's there. "I'll be back!"

Zoey, Connor's wife, responds, coming out of their room.

"Okay. Tell Noah good luck," she says before kissing his cheek.

Zoey and Connor met at college in an 'intro to psychology' course.

"I will," he says. "Love you."

"Love you too."

Connor led his two kids out the front door and to his little silver car in the drive way.

He gave his truck to Noah, who actually has managed to keep it somewhat running in the span of 20 years. Though he was due for a new one dangerously soon.

Once they arrived at the stadium where
Noah's team was playing, they got out of the car, and moved into the line to get in.

"Hey, Connor," a familiar voice says, causing Connor to snap his head up to see who it was.

"Hey Emily," he greets.

Emily was Noah's wife. He met her when she came into the diner when her car broke down. He, being single for a month or two at this point, and knowing a little about cars, helped her out. They have been inseparable ever since.

"And hey, Jacob," Connor says, patting his 4 year old nephews head.

"Hi, uncle Connor," he says, shyly.

"Faith coming?" Emily asks. He nods.

"She should be-" Connor's cut of by a pair of hands on his shoulders.

"Guess who?" A high pitched voice says.

He spins around to come face to face with his baby sister.

Faith Grimlaki, now 34, was a principle dancer in the New York City ballet. She had played countless roles on Broadway as well as ballets to tour the country. This was her off season, so she could come to Noah's championship soccer match.

If you haven't realized by the last name, Faith ended up marrying Hayden. He asked her to start dating when they moved to New York together just like they always planned. On the night of Faith's final performance as Clara in the nutcracker, Hayden asked her to marry him.

"Heyya, pebbles," Connor said, keeping the childhood nickname.

"Nice to see you too Wreck-It-Ralph," she fired back.