A/N: And here it is. The FINAL chapter of Amethyst. Thank you all so so much for following me through on this journey. I hope you'll enjoy the very last prompt of this 30 day challenge. :)

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Asami gave a soft, peaceful sigh. "It's quiet."

Beside her, Iroh chuckled. "Finally."

Asami looked down to adjust the blankets around her finally sleeping newborn baby boy and leaned against Iroh's shoulder. He lifted an arm to put it around her. Asleep in his lap was their three-year-old daughter, her dark hair mussed and falling out of their pigtails from a long day of running and screaming. It seemed like years since they had a peaceful moment to themselves, but they wouldn't give up what they had for anything.

Asami snuggled closer to her husband. "I meant to ask you earlier, but how was your day?"

"Long," he responded in a whisper. "Bumi's been trying to help me train the new recruits and with Shu around, it's just turning into a nightmare. I know he means well, but the men are so confused. I eventually had to kick them out before I could actually pull some order back together."

Asami laughed quietly. "Bumi's really something else. Nothing like Tenzin." She adjusted her son's blankets again, her eyes taking on a wistful look. "A part of me still misses Republic City."

Iroh looked down at her. "We can always go back."

"And miss seeing your family every day?" she quipped with a smile. "Republic City will always be the place where I grew up, but I feel like my future is here." She looked up at him. "It just feels like home to me now."

"Home…" he repeated softly. "It's wonderful to hear you say that, Asami."

She gave him a slightly surprised look. "Why?"

He gave a quiet sigh. "For a long time, I worried that you were fighting the idea of having a home. You always seemed uncomfortable in the Sato mansion, which I understand why, but I didn't want to see you struggle to find somewhere you could feel safe. I'm just…" He sighed again. "I'm just so relieved that you think of his place as home."

She gave him a soft smile. "It helps that I have such a wonderful family to share it with."

He looked over at her. His golden eyes glistened with such joy that her heart fluttered lightly in her chest. He squeezed her shoulder, hugging her the best he could in their positions. "Some days I wonder what spirits blessed me to have such a beautiful wife."

She rolled her eyes, but her smile remained. "Oh, stop."

"I'm serious," he protested. She rolled her eyes and turned her attention back to the shifting baby in her arms. He gave out a tiny whimper and she shushed him gently.

"Hush now, my darling," she whispered, rocking him. "Hush now, you're safe." She hummed softly until he settled, his soft breathing filling the air again. Iroh pulled her close again, kissing her somewhere in her hair.

"There's something I haven't told you about me," he said softly, pressing his lips against her hair again. She turned toward him slightly, listening. "It was a long time ago now, but right about when I first realized that I loved you, I made myself a promise."

"A promise?" she repeated, puzzled.

"Yes," he confirmed. "A promise I swore upon my honor that I would keep."

Her heart gave an unsettled lurch as she realized how serious he was being. She curled her shaking fingers into her son's blankets to hide them. "What kind of promise?"

"To love you forever," he joked softly, pressing a quick kiss against her cheek. She laughed lightly in surprise. He chuckled softly with her. "Actually, I promised myself something even better."

She glanced up at him. "Better?"

"Better," he confirmed. "I promised that someday I would give you a family to call your own." He gently stroked the dark hair of their sleeping daughter. "A family you could love."

A thick knot formed in her throat and she struggled to swallow. "Iroh…"

"It's taken a while, but I think I've finally fulfilled that promise," he said softly, meeting her eyes. "Have I fulfilled that promise, my love?"

Asami blinked away her tears and shook her head slightly. "Oh, you lovable fool of a man. You fulfilled that promise to me years ago." His golden eyes became confused and she lifted a hand to touch his cheek. "You gave me a family by coming into my life. Every day spent by my side helped me in ways you couldn't possibly imagine. I fell in love with you long before you fell in love with me, but for a different reason than just material love. You were there for me, even when I couldn't be there for myself, and that's what I consider to be family. Unconditional love without any strings attached." She smiled at him. "I love you and the family we made together. Thank you. Thank you so much."

He closed his eyes and leaned into her touch. She was surprised to see the moisture collecting at his eyes. "Now I know I am blessed by the spirits."

She laughed softly, and reached up to wipe away the tears slipping down her own cheeks. "Oh, stop you wonderful foolish man. You're making me cry."

He chuckled. "Then I shall kiss your tears away."

She laughed again as he put his mouth over hers. They were laughing, but she could feel the emotion in his kiss. His joy, his laughter and his love. It filled her chest with such powerful emotion, such thick happiness that she couldn't keep the tears from falling down her cheeks. He said he was the one blessed by the spirits, but she felt as though the spirits smiled down on her. From all the sadness and the hurt bloomed a love so beautiful she could hardly believe she could call it hers. She lifted a hand to the back of his neck, pulling him closer to deepen the kiss. She wanted him to know just how much she appreciated everything he did for her.

"Eww. You're kissing!"

Asami couldn't resist the laugh that forced its way out of her mouth. They pulled away, Iroh pouting at their now awake daughter. She had her nose scrunched up at the action, her head still leaning tiredly against her father's chest and only one light green eye open and looking at them. Asami smiled at her and reached to stroke her still mussed hair.

"But Mommy loves Daddy," she said.

"But do you have to kiss?" her daughter complained. "It's gross."

"It's gross?" Iroh repeated. "You think kisses are gross?" He leaned down to shower his little girl with kisses. She squealed and tried to squirm away. "Do you still think they're gross? Do you?"

"Stop! Stop! No, Daddy! No!" she laughed.

Asami smiled and cradled her little boy closer as he slept on, unaffected by the laughter filling the air. Two perfect children, the result of a love so wonderful. Her smile lifted wider, the warm feeling in her chest expanding. How lucky she was indeed to have such a beautiful life, and such a wonderful man.

"Our future is bright," she said softly, looking up to see if Iroh heard her.

He smiled at her and placed another kiss on their squirming daughter's head. "It always has been, my love."


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A/N: And there you have it, my friends. The end of this wonderful story. I hope you enjoyed it as much as I have, and thank you all so very VERY much for all the support you've given me as I've written this story. Be on the look out for my other Irosami stories. Even though Amethyst is done, I'm not done with the Irosami fandom quite yet. Once again, thank you all for reading!

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