A/N: Just a short little interlude to end everything off. Semi-long-ish AN at the end. :D

::Gina::

I watch with an amused smile of Kieran's shoulder as Emily leads my daughter back to the table and then out of the room. I can't help but chuckle. Emily's intentions have been crystal clear to everyone, it seems, except for Naomi.

"What're you laughing for?" comes Kieran's gruff voice by my ear.

"Oh, nothing," I reply, kissing his cheek. "Just marvelling at how thick my daughter can be sometimes. Emily's been giving her the eyes all night. She probably still doesn't realize what's going on."

"It's nice to see those two happy again," my new husband comments, twirling me around. "Always new they'd end up together."

"Something tells me they had the same feeling about us."

"Think Naomi's gonna try her hand at politics again?"

"I think Naomi's trying her hand at something else tonight," I reply, and Kieran laughs heartily. I give him another kiss and then settle my head against his shoulder. It's not hard to believe that this is the only time I've been married in my life. After Naomi's father buggered off, I focused on protests and being green. And on Naomi of course. Despite what she tends to think I've taken care of her as best I could manage. It's still my job to help her with her monumental fuck ups like that whole debacle with Rinry and Emily and the press.

She's always been closed off, Naomi. Emily is the only person I've ever seen truly get through the cracks in that steel armour of her. Rinry never made her smile like that young woman can, so unabashedly happy and in love. Rin might not have been able to see it, and Naomi was probably deluding herself, but I'm her mum and I know her better than she thinks I do. Naomi was always guarded around Rinry, like she used to be when Emily first started coming round when they were back in college. It warms my heart to see her grinning like that again. I doubt Naomi is in any rush to get married again, though.

Fondly, I remember a time when she was little and got home from school complaining that some of the girls in her class had teased her for not wanting to play house, stubbornly telling me that it was a stupid game and that those girls were stupid and so were boys and that love was dull and she never wanted to get married. Such an adamant child. Always has been.

"I think our young lovers have the right idea," I tell Kerian, pushing away from him slightly. "Let's retire for the night, shall we?" He grins at me and offers me his arm.

I do so love happy endings.

HOKAY. There's really too many people to thank by name, but you guys all know who you are anyway and anyone who follows me on twitter probably does too. My life's been all over the place since I started writing this thing, and tbh I'm glad to bring it to a close so I can give my attention to other projects without it hanging over everything like a very big, looming cloud.

Thanks to everyone who's stuck with it until the end, I appreciate all the reviews and views more than I can properly express. :) I've got several other fics in progress (and actually am about to post part of one after I get this up), so there will definitively be more Naomily to come.

This wasn't as long as I thought it would be.

Probably because I'm a lazy fuck and don't want to try and remember everyone's username.

:D