So I guess that this is the end. Hope no one gets too worked up over the direction that I saw everyone's life taking. Life isn't always perfect! Thanks, everyone, for reading and reviewing. :)

Rizzo and Kenickie flourished in San Francisco. Rizzo's aunt set them up in a nice apartment near the college and helped Kenickie get a job at a garage in town. After Rizzo got her business degree, Kenickie popped the question and they eloped in a simple ceremony at the courthouse. Rizzo got a job as a legal secretary for one of the most prominent lawyers in San Francisco. Meanwhile, Kenickie had become well-known in the local racing community. He thrived on the dirt tracks all over California and eventually made it to the big leagues, NASCAR. With his rough good looks, cocky attitude, and excellent racing skills he was a hit with fans and became one of the most popular drivers in the sport's history. He did so well that Rizzo quit her job to manage his career. At every local race, she made sure the whole gang had good seats waiting for them and they always showed up to cheer Kenickie on. Before long they had to get a much larger house because they had three sons who wanted to grow up to be just like their father. So they decided to move back home so their children could attend Rydell, just as they had. After many successful years of racing, Kenickie finally decided to retire and bought a decrepit old dirt track at the edge of town. He remodeled it and turned into one of the most successful amateur tracks in the state. Rizzo enjoyed running it like a drill sergeant while watching her husband teach their sons and other aspiring racers the finer points of racing and "being cool".

Danny excelled in his cousin's garage and found that he truly enjoyed working with cars. Sandy didn't enjoy her clerical job nearly as much and when a modeling agent sought her father's expertise, she jumped at the chance to become his latest muse. She had moderate success as a catalog model but her small-time fame went to her head and she left Danny to pursue an acting career in Los Angeles. When things didn't work out quite as she had planned and she found herself broke, she scurried home to Danny. He was waiting for her, having taken over ownership of the garage after his cousin died in a traffic accident. They married in a lovely ceremony and moved into a quaint little house right down the road from the garage. Soon Sandy gave birth to twins, one boy and one girl. She wasn't satisfied with just being a housewife, so she decided to start a bakery with one of Danny's sisters. They painted the building a lovely shade of pink and christened it The Pink Lady. They lived as a happy little family, Danny with his garage and Sandy with her bakery.

Frenchy and Doody broke up soon after that summer. Frenchy completed beauty school but found that she didn't enjoy doing people's hair as much as she thought she would. They were rude and too picky for her sensitive disposition. Surprisingly, she found that her skills were more suited to another kind of grooming and took a job at Pierre's Pretty Poodle where her creative scissoring and candy-colored dye jobs were more appreciated. She fell in love with a shaggy golden retriever and then fell in love with his owner, a handsome doctor. They married and ended up with a house full of very well-groomed puppies and one equally well-groomed daughter. Sadly, Frenchy's handsome doctor died when their daughter was 15 and Frenchy found herself living the life of a single parent, alone and depressed. She spent a few hard years struggling with alcoholism but when her daughter convinced her to attend an AA meeting, it changed her life. Not only was she able to work through her problems, she also fell for the counselor, a lovely man with a daughter of his own. They married and Frenchy never looked back.

Doody found that he wasn't well suited to work at the mayor's office after all and decided to join the military. He completed his training and settled into life, marrying a lovely waitress from Frosty's. He was called into service in 1968 at the height of the Vietnam War. Tragically, he was killed in combat. Everyone showed up at his funeral to say goodbye. Even Kenickie skipped an important championship race to pay respect to his beloved friend. It was a sad service; everyone was in tears as the soldiers folded the American flag and placed it tenderly in Doody's young wife's lap. At the graveside, after everyone had left, the T-Birds had a service of their own. They all cried a little and drank a beer for Doody, then lovingly folded his old leather jacket and placed it in front of his headstone.

Jan and Putzie got married and then quickly got divorced. They found that they were better suited to be friends and moved on with their lives. Jan moved back in with her parents and spent a lot of time sitting on their couch, watching their television and smoking. One fateful day she fell asleep with a lit cigarette and caught the house on fire. Fortunately, a big strapping off-duty firefighter was in the neighborhood and rushed in to save her from the flames. They married two years later and Jan stopped smoking for good. Putzie hated his door-to-door sales job and eventually surprised everyone by showing them he wasn't as dumb as he acted. He went back to school and worked to become a renowned scientific journalist. He decided he liked the bachelor lifestyle and never married, instead choosing to spend his time travelling the world and experiencing new things.

Marty denied ever having a relationship with Sonny, no matter what he said. She managed to get a job selling clothes at Stella's and quickly became the stores most in-demand salesgirl thanks to her blunt honesty and her excellent eye for color. When Stella's expanded and opened a new store in Los Angeles, they sent Marty there to train the new employees. One day a rich oil baron swooped in with his young girlfriend and swooped out with Marty on his arm instead. He bought her extravagant gifts and finally wooed her into marrying him with a giant diamond ring. Marty found that, in her case at least, money could buy love. She fell head over heels for her much-older husband and enjoyed the time they spent travelling to exotic locales until his death. After he was gone, Marty found that she was a lonely widow living in Paris with more money than she could ever spend. Her husband had taught her over the years that money wasn't everything and that was a lesson she wouldn't soon forget. She ended up devoting most of her time to charity work and became quite a generous philanthropist.

Sonny didn't hate his job at Frosty's nearly as much as he pretended. In fact, he enjoyed spending the days with Vai. But he couldn't flip burgers forever and when Danny became owner of his own garage, he hired Sonny to help run the place. When Vai's husband died a few years later, Sonny went to the funeral and gave her a shoulder to cry on. From there, their relationship bloomed into something more. They never married but it was obvious to everyone that they were very much in love. When Vai's daughter got pregnant but decided she didn't want to be a mother and split to Las Vegas soon after the birth, Vai and Sonny took over and raised Vai's adorable little grand-daughter. They certainly got strange looks at the pediatrician's office but they were too blissful to notice.

Miraculously, everyone managed to stay in contact. Even with Marty in Paris, Kenickie travelling the country racing, and Putzie hiking through foreign countries, they didn't drift apart. They didn't see each other nearly as much as they had in high school but the whole gang always managed to show up for weddings, funerals, births, and reunions. They never forgot Doody, the conversation always turned to their cherished memories with him and eventually they were able to smile when they talked about him, even though their eyes still got misty. Their children all went to Rydell together and carried on their parents legacy, becoming the next generation of T-Birds and Pink Ladies, forever terrorizing Rydell High School and making memories of their own.