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Sweet disposition
Never too soon
Oh reckless abandon
Like no one's
Watching you
A moment, a love
A dream aloud
A kiss, a cry
Our rights, our wrongs
A moment, a love
A dream aloud
A moment, a love
A dream aloud

Sweet Disposition- The Temper Trap

Epilogue-Four Years Later

Mother's Day, 7:28 am

She woke up suddenly, hearing people whispering downstairs, or at least trying to whisper. She closed her eyes tighter and buried her head in her pillow. Ugh, Justin promised he would wake up with them this morning, promised her one Sunday of sleeping in late.

A second later she heard two pairs of feet running up the stairs and prepared herself for the onslaught of bodies she knew was about to occur. Sure enough, seconds later, a small body made contact with hers, an elbow in her back and soon after that another body attacked, this time a hand lightly smacking the back of her head. "Oof," she mumbled into the pillow before turning her head away from it and facing the two little girls on the bed. "Good mornin' mom," Natalia said, smiling brightly at her mom.

"Good morning, Talia," she replied, easily returning the gesture, after all, one could rarely ever be upset with the little girl. Over the years she had grown taller, her hair getting longer and curlier with every year, she still looked mostly like Alex only with Justin's grey eyes and she was still the sweetest kid; usually she was jovial with a big grin on her face, she constantly told stories and was always trying to help her mom and dad out.

It still amazes her that her little girl is six years old and in school. She does really well, too, obviously taking after Justin in that sense (at least that's what he's always saying, with a good natured grin, of course). That had been one of their biggest fears, Natalia physically was fine but for the first few years they had always worried that maybe there was something mentally wrong with their daughter, so far she had proven this wrong.

"Hi mama!" a little voice exclaimed from her right. Alex turned to the source and grinned at her other daughter.

"Good morning, Ana," She brought the toddler into her lap and kissed her forehead, "how are you today?"

Ana grinned at her mother, shrugged her shoulders and wiggled herself out of Alex's grasp. She jumped from the bed and ran out of the room, heading for the stairs.

Natalia huffed, crossed her arms and rolled her eyes in her little sister's direction, "I don't know what's wrong with her mommy, she's been crazy like that all morning."

Alex cocked an eyebrow and held back a smile, "All morning? Just when did you two wake up?"

Natalia rolled her eyes again and brushed a strand of hair out of her face, "Since six! Ana came and woke me up! So I came and told daddy and then he told us to hush or we were gonna wake you up and he made us go downstairs. And then…" Natalia quickly covered her mouth. "I can't tell you what we did after that."

Alex furrowed her brow, "Why not?"

"'Cause I promised daddy I wouldn't."

Alex sighed, "Alright. I suppose I should get downstairs and help your dad."

"No!" Natalia cried, resting on her knees on her parent's bed and trying to push Alex back into the bed, "You can't! I promised daddy!"

Alex huffed and leaned back, "Fine."

"Good," Natalia replied, resting for a moment on the bed. "I'll be right back, okay, mommy? And you stay right here, okay?"

Alex resisted the urge to roll her eyes, "Yes, Talia, I understand." Once she promised she wouldn't move Natalia quickly fled from the room and joined her dad and little sister downstairs.

Alex just took in her surroundings, waiting for Justin and the girls to finish whatever they were doing, taking in the family photos that adorn their bedroom walls, it still dumbfounds her that she finally has this life, finally has some peace and happiness. She often reflects on the day she and Justin left the east coast and came to this Podunk town in the Midwest. She still isn't sure what Justin said to their parents all those years ago, just knows that whatever it was brought them to this place.

She and Justin changed their last names and became known as husband and wife, not brother and sister. She finally finished going to college and now teaches art to the kids at the local elementary, a job that's almost a perfect fit, really. She gets to teach something she loves, still has time to work on her own projects and she has plenty of time to spend with Ana.

Analeigh was a surprise, to say the least. She and Justin became a little too comfortable with their new lives and forgot to use protection, the result being their youngest daughter, Analeigh Marie. Justin tried to seem upset with the idea at first, but she knew it was all a front, he was just trying to appease her, thinking that she didn't want another child, and he was partially right. She did want another child, but was fearful of what could go wrong and for that reason often told him 'no more kids', they may be married in this life, but they're still biologically brother and sister.

As soon as she admitted that she was excited he did the same, and doted on her in every way he didn't when she was pregnant with Natalia. Which she's sure he only did half of the stuff he did because he felt so guilty about being absent during her first pregnancy (not that she was complaining, sometimes she'd even make stuff up to see what he would and wouldn't do for her.)

Analeigh was the perfect combination of the two. She had Justin's ears, nose and her eyes were shaped like his, although they were toffee colored like her mom's and she had her mom's mouth. She was definitely their wild child. She was always in motion, running, dancing, jumping, and her mouth was always moving too, she was frequently making up new songs and singing them as she played. The only time she was still was in her sleep, but they never complained, she always making her family laugh and smile.

Alex was brought out of her revelry when something heavy clattered downstairs. She rolled her eyes, pushed the blankets off her legs and made her way downstairs.

Ana spotted her first, "Happy mama's day!"

Natalia followed suit, no longer wanting to keep her promise to her father, "Happy Mother's day!" She said, wrapping her arms around Alex's body.

Justin saw her last, smiling pleasantly at her, he had flour on his forehead and his cheeks were flushed, she looked around their kitchen to find it a mess; Justin and her girls had evidently been trying to cook her breakfast, and things apparently weren't going as planned, "Alex," he said, a little short of breath.

She crossed her arms, getting ready to reprimand him for his mess when she took in his blissful appearance once again; hesitantly she returned his grin, shaking her head and laughed, "Justin."

-fin -