I'm so sorry for taking this long Tori! Hope the ending is to your liking and thanks for reviewing Tori, kohryu, and serenbach… Hey, can anyone tell how much I like Keishia Cole and her music. If you don't know who she is, listen to her songs!

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Heaven Sent

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Living with Emi had been by far a very strange and enlightening experience. If they would've happened to be in a relationship, this would've been the point where he would've started to freak out. Starting with the feminine products in the bathroom to the flowery scented detergent. He hadn't been aware that by asking her to move in with him, he'd been essentially getting married. Even Cait had asked him how the Missus was treating him, essentially giving Reeve a panic attack for a few minutes. Seriously, his left arm had started to numb!

The first day of her new job, he waited patiently for her in his office. He had offered to take her, but he had been getting ready far earlier than had been required for her, so Emi had told him that she would arrive on her own and on time. Sitting in his spacious office and trying to concentrate on Cait Sith's circuit board as he attempted to update it, his eyes darted once more towards the clock on the wall.

Right at the strike of eight, there was a knock on the door and he bid her in. when she stepped through, Reeve nearly dropped the tools in his hands. Emi smiled brightly at him from behind black framed glasses. Her long blonde hair had been pulled into a twist and she was wearing a silk shirt with a modest skirt. Though she looked the perfect picture of a secretary, the fact that her clothes highlighted her figure made it sexy. She had even opted for a vibrant red type of lipstick. He cleared his throat and shifted in his chair.

"Good morning!" she said cheerfully. "Should I start by making your coffee?"

Reeve managed a smile and shook his head. "Not yet. Welcome. Go ahead and take a seat so that I can begin to explain what is expected of you."

Emi smiled and sat down, looking the perfect picture of a secretary again. Reeve was beginning to get antsy. Was he really so desperate for some female companionship? Ha, this would be perfect proof for Yuffie to stop bugging him about being gay. He had nothing against those who had different sexual preferences, but he just didn't swing that way himself, no matter how much Yuffie teased him. The more he looked at Emi dressed in a skirt and high heels, the more proof he had.

"It's going to be a long week," he muttered to himself before turning back to his old friend and beginning to explain to her what was expected of her.

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A few weeks after she began to work with Reeve, Emi became very proficient in her job and Reeve was very happy with her work. She kept dressing with the formfitting skirts and the nice tops, and it drove Reeve crazy. Not because she looked bad, but because she looked like a beautiful, classy woman. And because it had been a long time since he had been attracted to a beautiful and smart woman.

He had gotten used to her presence and didn't know what he would do when she decided to find her own place. "How about we go to dinner tonight?" he blurted as she was beginning to hand him some letters to check.

Emi looked at him curiously and smiled. "You mean… as in a date?" she asked slowly.

Reeve felt his cheeks color and cleared his throat. "Well… it doesn't have to be a date. Maybe a thing between friends—"

"I'd love to," she said with a smile. "I was just messing with your head, Mr. Tuesti," she said, winking before walking out.

He watched her go with his mouth slightly open and with eyes a little too wide. Before he could even begin to wonder if she had been flirting with him, Yuffie barged into his office, completely filthy and with a smile on her face. Her white teeth stood out in what was otherwise a big dark smudge. "You couldn't shower before coming to brief me on your mission?" he asked her.

Yuffie shrugged and Reeve was thankful that the mud or dirt, or whatever it was, wasn't falling off of her. "I just couldn't wait to ask you how operation 'get her into the sack' is working," she said with a wink.

Reeve scowled at her choice of words. "That is not what this is!" he snapped. "We're going out to dinner tonight… as friends!" he exclaimed when he saw Yuffie's eyes light up.

"It doesn't matter what you're going as. At least you took a step and finally asked her out," said Yuffie with a grin.

"Yuffie… go get cleaned up. Seeing you covered in dirt, or mud, is making me feel like I'm talking to a five year old," Reeve said, rubbing his eyes.

The ninja shrugged and rubbed at a spot on her elbow. It was a moot action, since she was covered from head to toe. "Fine, fine. I got an appointment with Vincent and the shower," she said with a dark chuckle.

"Yuffie, you know the company's policy about inappropriate behavior on the premises!" he called.

"I know, but do I honestly strike you as the rule abiding type?" she asked with a cheeky grin before she walked out of his office.

Reeve just shook his head to himself. It was a wonder that he hadn't grown any gray hair already. Yuffie would be the death of him one of these days. Turning back to his work, he smiled to himself. He was just glad that Yuffie was always around to give him a good laugh.

By the time he was ready to leave the office, his stomach was growling and he was just about ready to eat WRO rations. Emi was smirking as she heard the growl while they rode the elevator down to the parking structure to his car. "So… I heard some rumors around the office today," she said casually. "Particularly from a guy with really red hair and green eyes."

Reeve was thankful for the distraction from his hunger. "And which were these? I must warn you that many are a lie," he said with a small scowl. And Reno said that he wasn't a gossip.

"Something about you and your friend Yuffie," Emi said.

Reeve sighed heavily and shook his head. "Yuffie likes spreading around rumors about alleged office affairs because she says it spices up her… her sex life," he nearly gagged out. Really now, though Yuffie was an attractive woman, and they flirted enough for Reeve to fear Vincent's wrath, they weren't close enough to discuss their sex lives in detail with each other. He didn't need anymore nightmares.

Emi giggled and her eyes sparkled with mirth. "She's a very interesting character," she said as Reeve opened the door of his car for her.

"That's putting it mildly," he replied before closing the door. Their conversation was mild and easy as he drove them to a nearby restaurant that served variations of food. He couldn't quite recall the last time he had been on any type of date and it made him nervous that maybe somehow he would make a fool of himself.

As they sat at a private booth towards the back of the dimly lit and quiet restaurant, Reeve noticed Emi's blue eyes scanning the room. "What's going on?" he asked suspiciously, taking a look around the room as well. There was nothing out of the ordinary. The waitress walked over to them and took their drink orders, paying particular attention to Reeve as he spoke.

Once she left, Emi gave him a wink and reached up to pull her hair out of the stylish twist it had been in. The thick curtain of gold tumbled freely over her shoulders and back, causing Reeve to stare in captivation, not even taking the time to notice that the waitress had brought over their glasses of wine.

Emi smiled to herself and shook her mane of blonde hair a few times, relishing in the feeling of freedom now that her hair wasn't so confined. She noticed Reeve take an exaggerated gulp of wine that nearly went the wrong way and vaguely wondered she made him nervous. Reeve hacked a few times until his breathing was back to normal. She laughed quietly and patted his hand gently, making Reeve's eyes zoom in on her pale, graceful fingers as they touched his.

"Have you stopped to notice how women look at you?" she asked him in a conspiratorial whisper.

Reeve shook his head. "No," he said calmly. "How are they looking at me?" he asked curiously.

"Like you're the main course," she said with smile, motioning with her eyes for him to take a look.

Reeve did and was quite shocked to see many women looking his way every once in a while. Really, he hadn't thought of himself as a man to garner such attention. He cleared his throat uncomfortably and noticed Emi watching him carefully now. "What?" he asked, self-conscious.

She shook her head as she looked down at her menu. "Nothing," Emi replied quietly. Then she thought better of it. "Seriously, why aren't you married?"

He let out a small chuckle. "What are you talking about?"

"Why didn't you marry that girl who died?" Emi asked him gently.

Reeve's cheerful expression shut off and he shook his head. "Emilia, that's not something I want to talk about."

Emi shook her head, realizing that he was both angry and sad at the mention of the love of his that had died. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you by bringing her up," she said, taking her glass of wine and avoiding his gaze. "I'm just… trying to understand."

"Trying to understand what?" he asked, smiling politely when the waitress brought over their food.

Emi finally looked up at him and held his gaze, her blue eyes piercing into him. "Why she didn't marry you," she said quietly, letting her words hang between them.

Reeve let out a deep breath and felt the ache that always came with thoughts of Shalua. He smiled slightly as he imagined her half-smile. She had never truly smiled after she had lost her sister. "I haven't exactly been the perfect man. For a time I believed that I didn't deserve to find someone to share my life with."

"What changed?" Emi asked curiously, happy that he had left behind his gloominess, if only for a moment.

"My friends taught me to forgive myself. None of us are perfect," he said lightly.

Emi nodded, her eyes faraway. "You would make any woman the happiest on this world," she said honestly.

Reeve grinned lopsidedly. "Are you trying to use flattery to get a raise?" he joked.

She grabbed his hand once more and looking at him solemnly. "I'm serious, Reeve. Your mother would be proud to see that man that you became after Meteor."

He was thankful for Emi's words and brought her hand up to kiss her knuckles. "Thank you," he said honestly.

Emi smiled and nodded and they continued their dinner with quiet, lighter conversation. By the time they got back to Reeve's apartment, the moon was high in the sky and Emi was beginning to feel the exhaustion crawl in. "You'll walk me to my room?" she asked Reeve tiredly.

He smiled and nodded. "I have to make sure you get in there safe," he said with a small laugh, taking her hand and guiding her in the dark.

They stopped at her door and Emi turned to look at him, a tired smile on her face. "Thank you for dinner, though I don't think my boss condones dating other people in the company," she said with a small smile.

"So we did go on a date?" Reeve asked, feeling his heart speed up a little.

"That depends," she said in a soft tone.

He cleared his throat. "On what?"

"On whether or not you kiss me goodnight," Emi murmured, staring at him.

Reeve took it as an invitation and slowly closed the distance between them, giving her the chance to back away if she wished to. His eyes closed as soon as their lips touched. He didn't know if he was being overly dramatic, but he swore that an electric current raced through him at the contact. Her fingers slid over his neatly trimmed beard and up his chest before she drew away from him first.

"Goodnight, Reeve," she said with a smile, opening her door.

"Goodnight, Emilia," he replied, watching her roll her eyes in the near darkness at the use of her full name.

She then shut the door slowly and he let out a long sigh, forcing his brain and body to return to normal. Reeve trudged into his room and shut the door, trying to ignore the taste of Emi still on his lips. Tomorrow would be a new day and maybe he would have a clearer view as to what he wanted to do now that he confirmed that the attraction between Emi and him was there.

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Reeve stepped into Seventh Heaven, followed closely by Emi, and he was expecting Yuffie to jump out of nowhere and to tackle him to the ground. But strangely she didn't. With a relieved sigh, Reeve walked Emi towards Tifa and Cloud, who were talking to Barret. They were both greeted warmly and Reeve offered Emi the only seat available at the bar.

"Thank you," she murmured, giving him a private smile that didn't go unnoticed by a certain brunette.

"Taking a break?" Tifa asked.

Emi smiled and nodded. "One of the few nights I can get the boss to step out of the office before the sun sets," she said, eyeing Reeve with a smirk.

"It's a miracle that Yuffie isn't around here throwing confetti," Reeve said with a grin.

"Yuffie and Vincent are on a date, so they won't be here for a while," Cloud stated.

"Good for them," Reeve said, taking the offered drink from Tifa. "Thank you, Tifa," he said politely.

"No problem," Tifa replied, winking at Emi before she went off to take care of some customers.

"How's Tuesti been treatin' ya?" asked Barret.

Emi smiled. "He's a good boss. He overworks me at times, but I can keep up with him," she said with a grin.

Reeve just chuckled and patted Barret's back. "She's exaggerating and making me sound like some kind of tyrant."

"It's good to see everyone all happy," Barret said, smiling slightly. "Even the ninja brat an' the vamp. I'm sure my baby Marlene would love it if she were to be a flower girl at the next weddin'," he said with meaning.

Emi blushed and couldn't bring herself to look Reeve, who only managed to clear his throat. "I do believe that Vincent and Yuffie will be the next to marry. Marlene will get her chance, don't you worry," he said after the shock had wore off a little.

Barret eyed the two for a moment and then chuckled. "Righ'," he muttered. "If you'll excuse me, I'm gonna see if I can join the game goin' on in the corner." With that, Barret walked away and left Reeve and Emi alone.

Emi turned to him and smiled. "I like your friends a lot," she said honestly. "They're an interesting bunch."

Reeve grinned and nodded, but before he could say anything more, Tifa walked over to them and engaged Emi in a conversation about her travels. He sat on the booth that Barret had vacated and silently watched the blonde as she spoke enthusiastically with Tifa. Contrary to what he had believed, things hadn't been weird between them after their first kiss. There was tension between them, but of the very good kind.

He had found himself watching her more than he had in the beginning. Starting from the graceful sway of her hips, the way she nibbled on her fingertip when she was in deep thought, and the way she would smile at him when he said something completely and utterly nerdy. He watched her now, as she listened to Tifa intently, as she brought the glass of wine to her lips and gracefully sipped from it. Having her in such close proximity was making him have inappropriate thoughts.

"All you need is a little cup for the drool," Yuffie whispered from his right.

Reeve started and turned to look at her in a mix of annoyance and mortification. "I was told you wouldn't be here tonight," he said, clearing his throat.

Yuffie shrugged as Vincent came up behind her. "Hello, Reeve," said Vincent lightly.

"How are you, Vincent. I'm surprised that you're in one piece," he said, eyeing Yuffie.

Vincent smirked and nodded. "I'm surprised as well."

"Hey!" Yuffie exclaimed. "I'm right here!"

"We know," Vincent said calmly. He looked towards Emi and smirked at Reeve. "We'll leave you to continue your staring," he said, pulling Yuffie along as she giggled.

"So you're staring, huh?" asked Emi with a smile.

Reeve shrugged and noticed that Tifa had walked away once more. "I may have been observing a few things," he admitted, smiling slightly.

Emi turned on the stool to face him fully. "And what were those things?"

"One of them may have been how beautiful you look tonight," Reeve said quietly. "Another was how much I'd like to kiss you right this moment."

Her blue eyes were sparkling in her pretty face. "Why don't you?"

"Yuffie will never shut up about it," Reeve admitted, mesmerized by her gaze.

"Maybe we should leave then," she said shyly, the spots of pink on her cheeks making her look positively endearing.

Reeve nodded and left a gil note behind the counter, knowing that Tifa wouldn't accept it if he gave it straight to her. They said their goodbyes to all his friends and walked out of the bar slowly. The night breeze was cool, but welcoming as they walked towards his car. "I remember you saying that you were a free spirit. Will you travel again when you manage to save up?" he asked her casually.

Emi realized that he was asking her for some ulterior purpose and she hoped that meant that he wanted her to stay there in Edge permanently. "I think I've done enough traveling," she said honestly. "I'd like to… settle down and see what a steady life and job feels like again," she said with a little shrug. "Why were you asking?"

Reeve cleared his throat and fidgeted with the keys in his hands. "I… don't want you to go so soon," he said quietly.

Her pretty features softened into a smile and she nodded. "I don't plan on leaving any time soon," she murmured. "Besides, this seems like a nice city."

"You're staying only for the city?" Reeve asked, his smile wilting a little.

Emi smiled wider and moved forward to kiss him gently, her heart speeding up as he responded eagerly to her touch. She drew back and looked up at him, watching his half-lidded eyes and the slight smile on his lips. "Change my mind," she challenged.

Reeve smirked and closed the distance between them once more. His left arm slid around her waist while his right hand cupped her cheek, drawing their faces close together. "You should know that I'm very competitive. It's why I was able to land the job as Head of Urban Development and then of the Commissioner of the WRO."

"I like a man that has clear goals in his future," Emi said, pressing a slow kiss to his cheek.

"You know, one of my goals now is having a wife," he said with a small smile.

Emi looked at him in surprise and then cleared her throat. "Well, I'm willing to bet that she'll be a happy woman."

Reeve chuckled and finally reached over to unlock the passenger door of his car for her. "I hope so," he murmured, holding her gaze for a moment until she began to get into the seat. He then closed the door and walked to his side. If he had his way, she would be the one he'd get to make happy.

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He had to admit that his next birthday hadn't been one he had truly been looking forward to, but he knew it was something that had to happen. They all aged and died. It was the way of life. The big 4-0, how Yuffie put it, was a little scary, but he wasn't unhappy about it. He had managed to do some good before the age milestone, and that was enough for him. It was just that… he had often dreamt of having children before he had reached that age. Maybe it was too late for that dream now, but he wouldn't think about that any longer.

Reeve smiled to himself when he noticed the small box sitting on his desk. She had remembered his birthday. After so many years away from each other, she had still managed to remember. Sitting down and ignoring Cait as the robotic cat perched himself on his desk, curiously looking at the package, Reeve opened it and felt a grin tug at his lips. It was an old badge he had earned in Science Camp after building a miniature robot out of scratch. When had she…?

"I stole it," Emi said from the doorway, shifting nervously. "That afternoon before you left for college, when I said goodbye to you in your room," she admitted.

Reeve shook his head, still smiling. "I thought that my mother had thrown it away in one of her quests to keep my room clean, but she assured me that she hadn't," he said with a sad smile.

Emi walked over to him and still couldn't quell the surprise she felt every time she saw Cait Sith. The cat waved at her and she smiled and waved back before he muttered some halfhearted excuse and walked out, shutting the door behind him. "You can turn me in, if you'd like," she said with a smile of her own.

Reeve stood and pulled her into a gentle kiss instead. "I think that this is the most meaningful gift I have received in a long time," he said against her cheek, noticing that her hair was in a long braid once more.

Emi smiled and hugged him. "I still can't believe that you decided to work on your birthday," she murmured, but her blue eyes were shining mischievously. "That's going to change though. I received the green light from a few people and they said that they would take care of everything today so that I can whisk you off towards the sunset," she said excitedly.

"Emilia, you know that I can't ditch work so easily," he said sternly, though his eyes were gentle as they met hers.

Her eyebrow rose in annoyance when he called her by her full name, but she kissed his cheek and slowly slid her lips over to his own. "It's your birthday," she murmured.

"You know, I don't think you should be kissing your boss that way," Reeve whispered.

"I don't think I should either, but I need to convince you some way, right?" Emi asked him with a slight pout.

"Keeping looking at me like that and I'll be convinced in no time," he said with a smile.

Emi nodded and grabbed his hand before pulling him out of his office. "Might I inquire as to where we're going?" he asked once they were walking down the street and towards the historical district.

Emi smiled and wagged a finger at him. "It's your birthday, it's going to be a surprise," she said excitedly. Their walk only took them about ten minutes before they found themselves standing in front of the Museum of Technology. It had been a recent addition to the city of Edge, and Reeve hadn't yet found the chance to visit it, even though he had wanted to. "We're going to look around, and then we're going to spend the evening with your friends because I know that they want to wish you a happy birthday."

Reeve looked skeptical. "They're not throwing a party for me, are they?"

"Why? What's so wrong about a party?" Emi asked as they stepped into the large building and began their tour.

He looked at her through narrowed eyes. "Emilia, I am forty," he stressed.

"And you still play with stuffed animals!" she exclaimed with a chortle.

"It's an animatronic invention. A breakthrough in the science and technology world!" he exclaimed self-righteously.

"Hmm… careful there Dr. Frankenstein," Emi said, rolling her eyes. She then smiled when his cheeks colored in embarrassment. "You look so cute when you blush," she murmured, kissing his cheek.

Reeve just sighed and smiled. "Fine, I will go with them for drinks only," he said, conceding.

Emi just smiled and slipped her arm through his as they began to see the exhibitions on changes in technology. She had never been much of a technology fan, but Reeve had been an inventor from a very young age. Always smart, always into computers. Emi could remember the many times when she and her mother had visited Ruvie and Reeve and he had been in the process of taking apart a radio or a toaster to create something that picked up signals in outer space—or at least Reeve had claimed it did.

They walked slowly through the various sections from the oldest technology to the most modern, and even beyond, to futuristic takes. Reeve explained many things to her patiently and appreciated the fact that she never looked bored or uninterested. "Should we consider this a date too?" Reeve asked her as they made their way out of the museum.

Emi nodded. "I think so. Though I think that an ideal date would be you and me having a private dinner at home," she said with a smile that made her eyes shine.

Reeve sighed and hid a smile as they began to make their way back to the WRO and to his car. "How about we try that one on our next date… say, this Saturday?"

Emi grinned. "Do you think you'll be able to tear yourself away from the office enough to go on a date with me?"

He nodded. "Of course I can. As long as you wear your hair loose."

"Is that an ultimatum I hear?" she asked, raising a thin eyebrow curiously.

Reeve smirked. "I'm the Commissioner of the WRO, I can talk a spot into looking like a square," he said, waggling his eyebrows.

Emi let out a laugh and shook her head. "Fine, fine. I'll wear my hair down just for you. And I'll wear a really formfitting dress so that you can keep enjoying the view the way you do in the office," she said with a smirk.

Reeve cleared his throat. "You've… seen me watching?" he asked, feeling embarrassed all of a sudden.

"Of course I have. I mean, you go into these trances after I've bent over slightly," she said, blushing now. It seemed that all she did around him was blush! "But it's okay," she whispered, trying to break the tension. "I don't mind."

Reeve chuckled and stepped out of his car once they parked near Seventh Heaven. He slipped his arm around Emi's shoulders as they walked the short distance to the bar and he smiled, his heart feeling whole, even though they were still getting to know each other once again. She was what he had always wanted. They looked in through the bar's windows and Reeve frowned when he saw that it was all dark. "No one's here," he said.

Emi nodded and tried the door. "They left it open," she said, watching his reaction closely as he reluctantly stepped in.

As soon as Reeve was through the door, the lights came on in a blinding flash and people jumped out to yell, "Happy birthday, Reeve!"

Reeve nearly jumped out of his own skin as he took a look around and realized that all his friends were there, including Rufus and his Turks. There was a table piled with presents, balloons and streamers with Cait Sith on them all around the bar. He had to chuckle and give up his annoyance when he saw the smiles on Emi, Yuffie, and Tifa's faces. He just couldn't bring himself to be angry when they had gone through all the trouble to celebrate his birthday with him.

"I made the cake!" Yuffie exclaimed as she wrapped her arms around his neck and gave him a quick peck on the cheek. She backed away quickly when she heard a collective groan around the bar. "Shut up!" she yelled.

"She's just playing with you, Reeve," Tifa said with a big smile as she hugged him and congratulated him too. "I made the cake and it's perfectly safe."

"Thank you Tifa," he said before the rest of their friends moved over to pat him on the back and congratulate for living so long.

As it turned out, Emi had enlisted the help of all of his friends to plan a surprise party for him. She had told him in a quiet voice while they sat together at the tables that had been set up together to make one whole for the group to sit together. Emi had seemed to glow as he thanked her and assured her that he wasn't angry. He just hadn't mentioned how much it meant to him to have someone to share such a milestone with.

The lights suddenly dimmed and Reeve looked up when Tifa brought in a cake with the help of Cloud that seemed to have forty candles on top of the delicious looking chocolate icing. The chorus of the birthday song began and Reeve couldn't believe that they were doing this to an old man like himself. Though he hadn't missed the fact that Yuffie had been the instigator of it all. He would just make sure to send her on the most boring mission he could find the following week.

"Make a wish," Emi's gentle voice reached his ears when they set the cake in front of him.

Reeve nodded and smiled when Marlene and Denzel approached him when he waved them over. "I think I'm going to need some help with all of these," he said with a smile as Marlene giggled and Denzel grinned. Together they blew out all of the candles and he made his wish.

"What'd you wish for?" Yuffie called from somewhere behind him.

"Yuffie… the purpose of a birthday wish is to keep it to yourself so that it comes true," said Vincent patiently as the others snickered.

"Ha, I bet that you wished for me for your past bazillion birthdays, huh Vince?" asked Yuffie smugly.

"The next birthday I have, I will wish you away," he muttered in reply.

"What was that?" Yuffie asked in a flat tone.

Reeve just chuckled to himself and accepted the slice of cake that Tifa offered him. Before long, the party turned more adult and the children were put to bed before the hard liquor was brought out. He kept his eyes trained on Emi as she stood with the women talking quietly. She looked up at him and smiled, raising her drink in a salute. Reeve mirrored her and then turned back to the conversation on weapons that Vincent and Cloud had been actually talking about. He had never been big on violence or weapons. He had been a good little nerd all through school. It was a miracle that he had never gotten his ass kicked, but Reeve knew he could attribute that to the fact that he hadn't looked like a nerd.

Excusing himself for a moment, Reeve walked towards the door and away from the people that had become like his family. They had taken him in the same way they had Denzel, and Marlene, and Yuffie. They made him feel like he had a purpose in life again. After the death of his mother he had felt truly alone, but Tifa had welcomed him with open arms, and then he had gotten to know the crazy ninja that had become like a sister to him. The men were always there as his brothers and none of them judged. Each and every one of them had lost something precious in their lives and Reeve supposed that that was what had linked them all together.

Emi had walked back into his life at the most opportune moment. He had been just about ready to give up on having a family, but then she had slipped back into his life to give him hope. He somehow knew that if she gave him a chance, he would damn near give his life to make her happy.

She found him standing outside, staring at the sky and with a thoughtful expression on his face. Emi walked up behind him and slipped her arms around his slim waist. "Gil for your thoughts?"

Reeve half-smiled and nodded. "Wondering what I did to deserve this," he said with a heavy sigh.

"Deserve what?"

He was quiet for a moment. "Great friends who are my family, a good job, a chance to help save this world, and… a beautiful woman who I hope will think of staying by my side."

Her arms tightened around him before she released him and moved to stand in front of him. "You'll take care of me?" she whispered, her blue eyes searching his intently.

Reeve smiled and nodded. "I will," he replied before moving forward and pulling her into a kiss. "With my life."

"I have to tell you though… I'm moving out," Emi said, staring into his eyes.

"What?" Reeve asked with a frown. "Why?"

She smiled at his distress. "Because I want us to get to know each other before we live as a couple," she said, running the tips of her fingers over his goatee.

"But…"

"No 'buts' Reeve. What would our mothers say?" Emi asked with a fond smile.

Reeve blinked and then smirked slightly. "You're right. My mother would've been appalled."

"Mine would've demanded you marry me," Emi said with a giggle, her blonde hair blowing in the breeze.

Reeve ran his hands through the golden strands and smiled. "I… want to marry you," he said quietly. "Not soon!" he exclaimed at her alarmed look. "But sometime in the future. I don't… I don't want you to walk out of my life."

Emi smiled and shook her head. "I won't. I'm fine right here," she said quietly, her hand resting over his chest, above his heart.

They both started in surprise when the sky began to light up at a distance with fireworks. Reeve smiled and missed the look on Emi's face as she watched the various colors highlighting his handsome features. Reeve looked away from the amazing sight, happy that he had finally found some measure of peace in his life. "Thank you, Emi," he said, brushing his lips over hers.

Her eyes seemed to shine as bright as the fireworks and she nodded. "Call me Emilia," she said with a bright smile.

Reeve let out a long breath and shook his head. "Emi is just perfect," he said with a smile. And she was.

She was the other half of his soul that he had been missing. She was his completion and he knew he would be happy. She had swooped into his life like an angel, as if she had been heaven sent, but he would make sure that she remained grounded by his heart and his love.

Sorry Tori, but no smut in this one! I hope that it wasn't too vague, but I did try my best with this one. It took me forever, and I apologize for that, but I had so much homework that it was putting a damper on my muse. Hopefully it was good for everyone, now be good sports and review! You can all make it my b-day present, since today happens to be my birthday! Make me happy people! Tori, I'm sorry this one was so late after your own birthday, but better late than never, right? I hope everyone enjoys their spring break safely and I'll see you all around!

Joey