Chaos// Ian Malcolm (UNDER UPDATES)

{2.15}A Happy Ending

I look to my right, to my husband Ian who looks as tired as I do. We have been up almost all night, tending to our little one who can't seem to sleep.

Hadley was born only 3 weeks ago and Ian and I were so estatic to finally be able to bring her home. It amazed us as Hadley grew inside of me, and Ian always enjoyed going to sonogram appointments to see our daughter.

The night I gave birth to her, had to be the most painful night I have ever experienced. But in the end it was all worth it. There is nothing in this world that could describe our love for this bundle of joy.

We ended up using the money for Hadley. The wedding was a special occasion, but we agreed we would be happier to use it on our daughter.

Do Ian and I regret giving Hammond a small number? Not really. We realized we dont need money for happiness. We had Hadley. And we were together. Nothing could beat that.

Nick has had numerous affairs in the last year. We have known this because of the 3 wedding invites in the last year. Although he faces troubles (as he calls his current girlfriends) , Nick is still a happy camper, and we keep in touch.

Nothing had been heard from Hammond. Not since the day we met him at Starbucks and received our money. Who knows, he could be swimming in his pool of money, or rotting underneath the ground. Either way I don't care.

Sarah ended up marrying a man she met while giving children a tour at a zoo she works at in Florida. She sends us post cards from places she and her husband travel and always wishes us the best.

Ian and I moved to a small house in the suburbs of the town. We decided the apartment was not enough room to house 2 adults and a growing child. I still wake up in the middle of the night screaming, but its not as often anymore.

Do we plan on telling Hadley about the park?

Probably so, when's she's older. Right now she's a sleep machine.

Although we are still a tad bit mortified of the things we have seen, we still make it. We don't openly look back on those times, only the good parts. Maybe the park was a good idea, it brought Ian and I closer.

I smile at Ian, hiding my inner thoughts of the park. He smiles back and continues to look down upon our daughter. She wakes up and slowly opens her eyes. Ian picks her up and cradles her in his long arms. Compared to Ian, Hadley looks like a tiny bean. Ian looks back at me as he holds our daughter and I know were thinking the same thing.

Aren't we the luckiest people on Earth?

Even after some events, I agree. We are the luckiest people on Earth. And not even some chaotic theory can change that.