In the End

"I'll go talk to her." Margaret got out of the car and ran towards Eileen. I couldn't believe she was over me so quickly..

"It's probably nothing."

"Right, Mordecai. She just hugs random guys with fancy cars."

"Dude, get out of the car."

"What?" I looked out the window and saw Eileen running towards me. I got out of the car, opening my arms. She hugged me so tight I could barely breath. I realized she was crying when she buried her face into my fur. Smiling, I petted her head softly. "Shh.. It's okay, Eileen. I'm right here." I hugged her tighter and whispered, "And I always will be."

"Oh, Rigby. I'm so sorry. I just couldn't stand knowing you hated me..." She started to cry harder.

I kept her close. "I didn't hate you, Eileen. I was pissed at myself for not knowing sooner. It wasn't your fault. I should've been there for you and instead I walked away. That wasn't fair to you. C'mon, Eileen. Lets go home."

She sniffled and looked up at my with tears still in her eyes. "I have some stuff in my hotel room."

"I'll help you."

We walked into the building and took the elevator up to her floor. We went into the room and she started packing some things.

"It's a shame. I have to pay for a night I didn't even spend here."

"Where...did you sleep?"

She stopped putting clothes in her suitcase and looked at me. "Oh, Rigby. Don't worry. The bartender's wife took me to their house and they let me sleep there. She even gave me a nightgown. I don't really remember the rest of the night. I just remember having a few drinks, calling you... And I hung up when my other drink came. I didn't even get to hear your voice. I'm sorry for worrying you.." She started crying again.

I stood up and hugged her again. "It's okay Eileen. I'm not mad at you I just wish I knew sooner what was... Right." I rested my chin on her head.

"Thank you Rigby." She smiled and we broke our embrace.

"Need anymore help?"

"Nah, I think I'm all packed up."

I grabbed a suitcase and she took one.

"For better or worse?"

She nodded. "For better or worse."

We walked down and she checked out. When we got outside to the parking lot, Pops's car wasn't there.

"You have got to be kidding me!"

"No, Rigby. It's okay. Margaret texted me and said they left. We have my car, after all."

"Any good reason why they left?"

Eileen blushed and looked to the ground. "Uhhh..nope! None at all.."

Taking her hand, I led her to her car. "I'll drive, if you think it's safe."

She laughed. "You've driven me before. Of course I think it's safe."

"Right. I guess I'm not used to that." We got in the car and I started driving.

"They didn't let you drive?"

"Eventually, whenever Mordecai was searching up where the "Best Drink" came from."

"Oh, that's how you found me!" I felt her hand on mine. "I'm so glad you did."

"Me too."

The Park...

"YOU IDIOTS! HOW IN THE HELL WAS I SUPPOSED TO GET ANYTHING DONE AROUND HERE WITH TWO WORKERS MISSING FOR THE PAST WEEK?!" Benson bellowed. He was redder than I've ever seen him. "AND YOU, RIGBY! THE WEEK BEFORE YOU DIDN'T WANT TO DO SHIT AND THEN YOU GO AND PULL A STUNT LIKE THAT? I OUGHTA-"

"Benson, my good man. Haven't I told you not to yell? I said they could go. I told you this countless times. Rigby, did you find your friend?"

I nodded and shook his hand. "Thank you, Pops. It really means a lot that you let us borrow your car."

"It was my pleasure. Now, Benson and I must go and talk."

We could hear the gumball machine mumbling angrily as he and Pops walked inside the house.

"I don't get what Benson mean by 'not getting anything done'. We slack off anyway." Mordecai punched my arm.

"Yeah. I'm going over to Eileen's tonight. Is that okay with you?"

"Of course, dude! Spend as much time with her as you like. I know it's important to you. And actually... I have a date with Margaret tonight."

"Way to go bro!" We high-fived.

Several years later...

I smiled at over Eileen as we both stood beside our best friends. She smiled back.

"Do you, Mordecai, take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife?"

"I do."

"And Margaret, do you take Mordecai to be your lawfully wedded husband?

"I do."

"Do you promise to take care of each other, in sickness and in health, for better or worse, and in richer or poorer?"

The couple simultaneously answered, "I do."

"If there is someone who thinks these two should not be wed, please speak now. Or forever hold your peace."

Parker rested a hand on CJ's shoulder. The cloud sighed, but smiled. She was happy for them. And she was happy herself. She loved Parker.

"I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride."

Cheers from the church could be head for miles as the newly wed couple kissed.

After everything was over and most of the guests left, I went to greet the couple. "Congrats Mordecai."

"Thanks Rigby. Where's Eileen?"

"Getting two slices of cake for us." I grinned.

Mordecai just laughed. "You'll never change, Rigby." He slung an arm around me and we walked over to Margaret. Eileen was there with a box. I'm guessing it was our cake.

"Sorry that I had to get married with you seven months pregnant, Eileen."

My wife giggled and patted her stomach. "Oh, Margaret. It's okay. I just hope I won't have to wear this dress again, or at least whenever I'm not pregnant."

I hugged Eileen from behind and kissed her cheek. "Thanks for getting our cake. It sure took these two long enough to get married, huh?"

Mordecai blew a raspberry. "Whatever, dude. I'm just glad CJ didn't freak out or anything."

"I'm right behind you Moredcai." CJ laughed playfully.

"Erm... Sorry. I didn't mean it." Mordecai scratched behind his head nervously. Three years and he still can't act normal around her.

"Well, I just wanted to say congrats. I have to run, Parker is waiting for me." She ran off and I took Eileen out to our car.

"Are you feeling okay? I'm surprised you didn't cry."

"Yeah, me too. Maybe my hormones have finally calmed down."

"We can only hope."

I held Eileen close to me while we watched Mordecai and Margaret drive off into the sunset.

Two years later...

"C'mon Daddy! It's story time!"

I smiled as I watched our son practically drag Rigby to his room. He's gotten fairly big for being a two year old raccoon.

"Alright, kid. Just don't break my arm off..."

"Oh, sweetie. You're going to love it out here. Aiden is so excited to be a big brother." I rested a hand on my stomach.

I walked around our house. It was so... strange. To think of back then, how it seemed nothing would ever be okay again. Now, everything is perfect. I started thinking about how life changed for others in the past few years.

Mr. Maellard died a few years ago and Pops was given the Park. Benson helps Pops though. He's considered 'co-owner'. Pops and Skips are still living strong. Cynthia followed her dream job and is now actually married with a child as well. CJ and Parker are engaged, but things are a little difficult right now. Benson and Audrey patched things up and got married. Muscle Man and Starla married a while ago, and they have three kids. Surprisingly raised well. Starla has let their son get a little too much of a Muscle Man attitude. They moved out of the Park into a house. Mordecai, Rigby, Muscle Man, and Skips still work at the Park, but Benson has been a lot nicer to them since he has a woman in his life. Mordecai and Margaret are living in her apartment. Margaret had a miscarry; however, her and Mordecai won't give up on having children that easily. I think that's pretty much it for how things went for everyone else.

As for me...

These past few years have been wonderful. Rigby proposed to me not long after the 'incident'. He moved in with me in my apartment until we could afford a place of our own. We married that fall and I got pregnant with Aiden about two years or so later. Mordecai and Margaret got married when I was pregnant. Boy, was it hard to fit into that dress! Just a few months before he was born, we moved into a house still close to the Park for Rigby and the Coffee Shop for me. Incase I ever wanted to work there again. A few years passed, and it's well now. I'm pregnant again and I can hear Rigby reading to Aiden sleep. I've been clean for at least six years now. I'm a lot happier than I ever was. To anyone who is feeling depressed, or who think life's supposed to suck forever, my advice to you is: it will get better.

I promise.

The End

Author's Notes: Well, that's it! I hope everyone enjoyed this story. I look forward to writing more fanfics in the future and I hope you'll love them too. Until next time!