Okay, here's the last chapter. It's pretty short but hopefully it wraps it all up. Wasn't really sure how I wanted to end it so…anyways, this is what came out. Enjoy!

Dojo- martial arts school

The team walks into Nate's apartment and Avery drops her bag on the floor by the table. She places her first place trophy on top of the table and Parker comes over and picks it up, looking at it.

"I still think it's pretty cool you kicked that guys' butt," Parker says. Avery chuckles.

"Yeah, even after you got hit in the face," Hardison says walking up to them. Sophie walks over as well.

"Multiple times," she says.

"And you still kept going," Hardison adds, "I'd be on the floor…"

"You just can't let the pain get to you," Avery says. "Once you start dwelling on it, you lose your focus. The pain becomes twice as bad. If you don't think about it, it gets pushed to the back of your mind."

"And now you can rest," Sophie says.

"Until our dojo's tournament," Avery replies.

"You're still doing it?" Sophie asks, surprised.

"Of course," Avery answers. "I'm not gonna let a bruised nose and a split lip prevent me from doing what I love. It's not like I'm on crutches or anything. It won't hinder my fighting."

"But what if you get hit in the nose again?" Sophie points out.

"I guess I won't let it happen then," Avery replies. "Besides, this is nothing. I once had bruised ribs three times in one year and still did tournaments afterwards."

"How did you do that?" Parker asks.

"I was stupid and didn't block kicks," Avery explains. "But I learned my lesson."

"Not fast enough, obviously," Eliot says, walking over to the group.

"I tend to learn the hard way. Stubbornness. It seems to run in the family," Avery says, smirking at her dad.

"Obviously your mothers' doing," Eliot says, with a knowing smirk. Avery looks over in time to see Parker reach over to touch her nose. Eliot swats it away, giving her a look.

"Parker. Don't touch," he says.

"You look like a raccoon," Parker says to Avery.

"All right," Nate says, standing by the stairs, done waiting for everyone to leave. "I'm tired. I'm going to bed. If you guys feel the need to impose on my apartment, at least make yourselves useful."

Nate turns around and walks up the stairs to his room. The rest of the team look at each other.

"I'm going to look for something to eat," Sophie says, walking into the kitchen.

"Ooh, does Nate still have cereal?" Parker asks, quickly following after her.

"I'll be on my computer," Hardison says, sitting himself at the bar and starting up his computer, intent on playing some sort of online game. Eliot looks over at his daughter.

"I think there's a hockey game on," Eliot says.

"Sounds good to me," Avery says, jumping over the back of the couch and taking a seat. Eliot sits down next to her and begins surfing the channels.

"That's not what I meant!" Nate's voice yells from upstairs.

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