Disclaimer: If you recognize them, they're not mine. -sad face-

A/N: -CRIESSSS- And we have finally reached the end. Gosh, it's been a long time coming but it's here now. I just want to thank you all for supporting this story for so long. Words cannot express my gratitude to all of you. Thank you!

The Epilogue

It wasn't easy for them to move on from 'the incident', as he liked to call it. Eventually though, the nightmares of Chris getting Arianna stopped and he could sleep easy again. It was when he was awake that he was still bothered by it most of the time now.

Nothing, absolutely nothing, had happened to Chris in the end. Sure, he had gotten suspended for a year and a half from the company, but that was about it. He was allowed back after that and everyone seemed to move on. Morrison, who has way too much pride for his own good, decided not to press any type of assault charges against him so Chris was released from jail. Hunter couldn't do anything because he didn't have any type of evidence to get a restraining order put in place. It was all just so frustrating. He didn't go out of his way to ignore Chris, but he didn't break his neck to get his attention either. He only spoke to him if it was absolutely necessary, meaning only if it pertained to work and it was absolutely unavoidable. And whenever he had to talk to Chris, Randy or Shawn (sometimes both) always happened to be there as well. Other than that, he had kept his distance. It hadn't exactly been the most comfortable of situations but he made it work for the time being. He wasn't planning on staying with the company that much longer anyway. He sucked it up and toughed it out.

'Just a few more months.' He kept telling himself.

The loud sound of something falling to the ground with a loud thud broke Hunter of his thoughts. He groaned.

"Oops!"

"Arianna Marie Michaels!" He yelled from the kitchen.

"Yes, daddy?" Four year old Arianna said; peeking her head around the corner, but not coming completely into the kitchen.

"What did I tell you about jumping off of the couch?" He stood to go pick her up and took her into the living room to evaluate the mess she had made. She had managed to knock the vase off of the coffee table but luckily it didn't break, "You could get hurt, little one."

"But daddy, papa promised to show me some moves." she pouted, "I wanna be just like papa."

Hunter couldn't help but smile at his daughter. Not only did she look exactly like Shawn, but she acted like him as well. She was fearless just like Shawn. She was just as stubborn as him (seriously, the arguments between those two were priceless) and she liked being as active as possible. There was no rest time for her; she was always go, go, go. She'd been that way since she learned how to crawl, it only intensified once she learned to walk. It was a little overwhelming trying to keep up with her sometimes. Good thing both men were retired now because there was no way in the world they would have the energy to do anything else.

"I know you do, baby, but you have to be careful, okay?"

"Okay, daddy, I'll be careful."

"Promise?"

"Promise." She grinned.

He kissed her forehead and put her down, laughing as he watched her run off to play again.

"What's all the noise?" Shawn asked, walking into the kitchen carrying their crying one year old son, Ivan, with him. Both of them had been sleeping upstairs but the falling vase obviously scared Ivan awake. "Whatever that noise was scared him and I can't get him to calm down."

"Your daughter was jumping off of the furniture again and knocked the vase off of the table." He took Ivan from Shawn, cooing and swinging the baby back to sleep. Ivan had been a surprise to the both of them, but Hunter's pregnancy with him was marginally easier the second time around, and to say that he was a pleasant surprise would be a understatement.

"He always calms down with you." Shawn pretended to frown, "And why is it she's always just my daughter when she does something bad?"

"Because she gets it from you, that's why." He teased, "I was the calmest kid ever."

Shawn laughed. "Fair enough."

"Papa! Can you show me some moves now?" Arianna asked excitedly, as she ran into the kitchen hugging Shawn's legs.

He picked her up and kissed her on the forehead. "Not today, sweetheart." He stopped when he saw her frown and her bottom lip quiver. "Soon though, I promise."

"Okay! Can I go play outside?"

"Sure."

She ran out of the kitchen again as soon as he put her down, blonde pigtails bouncing as she went.

Hunter laughed. "You are putty in her hands." He put Ivan down (who had woken back up at the sound of his big sister's voice) and watched as he tried to run as fast as his chubby little legs could to catch up with her.

"Yeah, well you know I can't say no to that face."

The two followed their children into the backyard. They sat on the porch as they watched them play.

"Do you miss it?" Shawn asked after a few minutes.

Hunter looked over at his husband. "Miss what?"

"Wrestling."

Hunter thought for a moment before answering. "No, I don't. I'd done everything there was for me to do and I needed to move on. I hate that everything happened with…Chris, but I'm very happy now. Though I do miss seeing Randy everyday." He talked to his best friend everyday but it just wasn't the same. He missed seeing him whenever he wanted now he only saw him whenever Randy had some free time. "What about you, Showstopper? Do you miss the spotlight?"

Shawn smiled, taking Hunter's hand in his. "Nope, I like this. I like being able to be here with you and our children and watch them grow." He lifted Hunter's hand to his lips and kissed the wedding band on his finger.

Hunter blushed and they sat in a quiet bliss for a moment. Hunter looked up at the excited noise of his son and saw Ari running after him trying to tickle him. He studied Ivan for a moment.

Ivan was Hunter's little clone, personality wise. He was incredibly shy and quiet.

Looks wise, he was Shawn through and through. Just like Arianna.

Hunter frowned slightly.

"What's the matter, babe?" Shawn asked, worriedly.

"Neither of our kids look like me." His frown deepened.

Shawn laughed – actually had the nerve to laugh – at him.

Hunter's frown turned into a scowl. "It's not funny. I just don't think it's fair that I birthed them and neither of them look like me. Ari has my eye color but that's it."

"Aww, baby, I'm sorry I laughed. You're right. You know, I have an idea."

Hunter raised an eyebrow. "Go on."

"Maybe baby number three will be the charm."

Hunter smirked knowingly. "Hmmm, I don't know, Shawn. Guess we'll find out when he or she gets here."

Shawn's jaw dropped. "Wait! Are you trying to tell me…? Hunter, are you…?" He couldn't think straight. Was baby number three already on the way?

Hunter didn't answer just winked at him and got up to go play with their children.

Shawn sat there for a moment and just watched them. He swear he saw Hunter place a hand on his stomach and rub it.

Shawn smirked that patented smirk of his.

Baby number three will definitely be their charm.

And there it is folks. Review and let me know what you thought. Thanks again for the support. It's been so much fun.

P.S. Thank you HBKStratusfaction for suggesting the name Ivan. I told you guys I got enough name suggestions for future Shawter babies. XD

P.P.S., if you guys know of any other Shawn/Hunter (hint the position of their names ^.^) stories PLEASE send them my way and I will love you forever. There aren't enough dominate!Shawn stories out there. Me needs more. So like I said, send them my way and I'll be forever in your debt.

Until next time my lovely's.

xxxooo Jamie.