A/N:: I'm so sorry this has taken so long, I had it written out but it wouldn't let me upload on the site so after a while i just copy and pasted it...if you guys know why it won't let me upload let me know, cuz i've tried everything and they're not emailing me back

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She sits down on the upper deck of their home, her children playing in the field below. Her agreement with Brynjolf had been that she would raise them here, away from any onlookers and he would visit in between jobs. His visits had gotten less frequent as of late, but when he's home he's everyone's favorite. Their children would fall over themselves to run to him and she would relish the moments when he slept in the bed next to her. Even when Talia, the youngest of their three pads her way into the room and onto their bed Brynjolf had arms only for his wife.

The twins would stop by every once in a while and give her reports on how the Companions are doing. She'd retired shortly after Talia was born, handing the reigns to Farkas who has been running the Companions ever since, and been doing a good job. Vilkas and Aela got married, which Lucile had been expecting all along. Vilkas wants Aela to drop the curse so they can have children without the chance of them being cursed as well, so the relationship has been a little frigid.

Brynjolf took over as leader of the Thieves guild, killing Mercer and bringing Karliah back into the fold. Lucile got a little jealous when the mysterious woman moved into the compound and was able to see more of Brynjolf than she was able too, but he made it all too obvious that he's taken.

Even as Lucile ponders her past Brynjolf comes walking up the road. The children drop their wood swords and Talia stands from where she sits poking holes in the dirt, and they go running to him. She sits up a little and smiles. Not so long ago Aela had asked her, "Are your children part of our legacy? Is Vilkas' fear valid?"

She had told Aela, a little sadly, that she couldn't say. While none of her children have ever shifted, they did have a taste for raw meat.

As the day turns orange and then a deep velvety blue the kids wear each other out and Brynjolf carries them into their rooms and tucks them into their beds. She waits for him by the fire and as well as she can hear, she doesn't hear him come up behind her. He rests his hands on her shoulders, "Let's go to bed love."

She chuckles softly, closing her eyes against the heat of the fire, "A voice like that, are you planning on working on our fourth child?"

He leans over and kisses her neck gently, "Not quite, though the action is very much on my mind."

She stands slowly and walks with him to their room, "We'll have to keep quiet,"

"Well…our volume depends on you, doesn't it love?"

She laughs as he picks her up and rests her on the bed.

There's bumps ahead, and bumps in the past, but overall…overall Lucile wouldn't change anything.

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And there it is, that's the very last chapter of Challenged. It's not my last Skyrim fanfic but it is for a while since I have some avengers in the works. I'll probably write some oneshots for you guys so follow me if you're interested in Skyrim or Marvel. I loved writing this for you guys and I hope you all enjoyed reading it too!

(A/N): again i was having problems uploading the automatic documents and my email got no response, so if you guys know what's going on let me know. I have them all in the same format, it won't let me upload some of my old ones either.

Until next time~