The American Dragon

Epilogue

There's a lot they've learned about each other since they've met. Little things really. For example, Melody's noticed the his favorite way to fall asleep is on his stomach or have her securely in his arms. And Hanzo's noticed that she loves chocolate and his stories that his mother use to tell him and Genji as children.

Then the idea came to mind. A child of their own. Would that be great? He'd often ask himself.

Though it wouldn't be too long before there's be little feet in between them. Only a few months away they say and he's becoming more and more of a nervous wreck than before.

And just as he felt this had begun to be a mistake, a swirl of golden and maybe even a hint of white or what looked to be pink dust hovered all around Melody. Perhaps this wasn't a mistake...

The day finally came when the child is born. Good parents, bad parents? Who knows. Then again, what does he have to worry about? Well, maybe chasing off boys...