Epilogue

Yeah you are golden,
Precious as a prayer flying up through the air

Peggy and Steve were running around the living room, chasing each other playfully. The medium sized Beagle was being followed by a long haired Bernese Mountain Dog who was occasionally letting out soft barks. Peggy's healing process had gone off without a glitch, and she was now a lot more careful with eating things that wasn't food.

Skye was on her knees, cradling Hunter in her arms while laughing loudly as she watched the dogs. Jemma looked down on her from the couch, a loving look in her eyes. She had never fully realized how lonely she was, up until Skye had walked into her life. It was the best thing that ever happened to Jemma, and she still had a hard time believing it was actually real, and not some cruel dream where she would wake up from eventually.

But Skye proved to her time and time again that it was real, and that she wasn't going anywhere. The dark haired woman sitting in the middle of her living room had happily agreed when Jemma asked her to move in with her. She only had one condition, she wanted to take Hunter with her. In Jemma's apartment he would surely have enough space to live and hop around, and Skye wanted nothing more than to have him close to her.

Coulson wasn't to happy with that arrangement, he kept complaining about how much he and the others missed him at the pet store, but never kept up the act for long. And besides, he could drop by whenever he wanted, and he gladly accepted that offer.

Jemma had transferred the part of her job in England over to someone else, and was now home all the time. As soon as she realized she didn't have to risk losing Skye anymore, she finally made her decision and told her boss she didn't want to travel back and forth anymore. Thankfully he had others lined up for her job, so it was a win-win situation for more than one person.

Being at home more often also allowed them to adopt another dog. Skye had insisted on rescuing one from the animal shelter, and she had fallen in love with a big, seven year old Bernese mountain dog when she first laid eyes on him. The name Steve had sounded a bit odd, but they had gotten used to it quickly. He now was a part of their family and both parties couldn't be happier about that.

Whenever they held their monthly dinner party, all their friend would turn up. It was a full house with two dogs, a bunny and seven people, but they all loved it and always enjoyed themselves.

Jemma redirected her attention when Skye got up from the floor and walked over to her after placing Hunter back into his brand new cage. She leaned back a little so that Skye could take a seat on her lap.

"Hey beautiful." The dark haired woman greeted her with a smile.

"Hey yourself." Jemma replied with the same smile.

"You know what I was just thinking about?" Skye asked.

"Do tell."

"I was thinking about how much I love you." Skye said, grinning.

"I like your train of thought," Jemma told her, "tell me, how much do you love me?"

Skye brought her index finger up to her chin and pointed her gaze upwards, as if she was thinking hard, "This much." She said, spreading her arms out wide.

Jemma took this opportunity to wrap her arms around Skye's upper body and holding her close. "Good to know." She said directly into Skye's shoulder, her voice muffled.

"Yeah?"

"Yeah." Jemma nodded furiously. "I love you that much too, possibly even more."

"Impossible." Skye grinned.

"We will see about that." Jemma said, lifting her head so she could look into Skye's eyes.

She pressed her lips to Skye's jaw, and slowly made her way up to the corner of her lips teasingly, never fully kissing her. It was Skye that tilted her head down, catching Jemma's lips in a loving and passionate kiss. Jemma hummed softly, not breaking the contact.

Suddenly, she felt a warm ball of fur jump between her and Skye, and a wet tongue licked her cheek. She yelped and Skye started laughing. "I think someone is jealous."

Jemma took Peggy's head between her hands and pressed a kiss on top of the dogs head. "She has no reason to be. I love all of you equally."

"I though I was special." Skye said mockingly.

"You are," Jemma whispered, covering Peggy's ears with her hands, "But they don't know that." She winked.

"Good, because I want you all to myself tonight." She said, wiggling her eyebrows suggestively.

Jemma punched her shoulder lightly, "There are children around!" She hissed, barely containing her own laugher.

"They don't care." Skye said, pushing Jemma down against the armrest of the couch. She lowered her head slowly, and when she finally kissed her, Jemma let out a sigh.

They kissed for a few minutes, dogs long forgotten. When Skye leaned back, her eyes were only half open. "I'm tired. Lets take a nap."

Jemma chuckled, "Way to break the mood, Skye. you're lucky I love you."

"That I am."

"But you're right, a nap sounds pretty good right now. I didn't get much sleep last night." She winked.

"I didn't hear you complain." Skye said, glimmer in her eyes.

"That's because I didn't." Jemma smiled, "And anyway, this gives me another chance to fall asleep in your arms, so definitely no complaints from me."

"You're a dork." Skye said lovingly.

"I am your dork."

"Yeah. Lets go to bed."

"Sounds like a plan. Lead the way, woman of my dreams." Jemma giggled.

Skye got up from the couch and pulled Jemma with her. Holding her hand the entire way to the bedroom, they fell onto the soft mattress together. Both dogs jumping on next to them. Jemma curled herself around Skye, head resting on the women's shoulder.

She felt Skye press a kiss to her forehead and she smiled.

She had found her home, right here in Skye's arms. And she couldn't be happier. Both fell asleep with a soft smile grazing their lips and with two dogs sleeping soundly next to them.

A/N: All the titles are from the song Golden by Lady Antebellum.

I hope you had just as much fun reading this as I had with writing it.