AN: I have permission from Muse Scroll to write this fanfic, this is the sequel to "Healing for a Spell"

AN: I do not own MLP or M*A*S*H

-Years later-

Twilight and Evelyn were casually trotting with their fillies and colts in tow, the two widows finally ready to show them where their father was laid to rest.

"Man is it hard every time I come here..." Twilight said looking ahead, her eyes transfixed on the graveyard that was starting to come into view.

"Tell me about it, it has been 11 years Twilight, I miss him just as much as you do. I wish that he could have held your foals though, he would have loved to see them. The kids miss him just as bad but they have moved on to a degree, they take pride in saying who their father is while in school."

"I know, even had their tributes posted not only in the Foalfree Press, but also the Canterlot Times. Hay, it even went as far as Manehatten, that is an impressive feat in itself." Twi responded causing the two kids in question to burn with a blush despite their best efforts to hide it. "I have even had several changelings come up to me and give me condolences, that just shows that not all of them are as bad as Chrysalis."

"Same here," Evelyn nodded. "scared me to death the first time one came up to me, thought I was gonna have a heart attack."

Much to the other's dismay, Twilight didn't let that slide, instead stopping in stride and turning to face her fellow widow. "It is bad enough I lost my husband...I can't bare to think of losing the pony I've come to think of as a sister..." Her tone choppy due to tears forming.

"I'm sorry Twi, I won't phrase it like that again." Evelyn said giving Twi a comfort hug for good measure. "'I've come to see you as a sister as well, not to mention our respective foals see us their mothers and aunts." She finished with a chuckle as they resumed their walk.

"Yeah well, I guess you're right..." Twilight said managing to crack a small smile before they entered the cemetery. In the middle of it there was a solid gold statue of Hawkeye that even after all these years still shone like the day it was made. There were about 10 minutes of silence after Twilight, Evelyn, and the two kids who had been at the funeral laid down their flowers and said a silent prayer before Twilight turned to look at her foals. "Now let us tell you about your father..." Her voice sounded tired, but at the same time warm and comforting as she proceeded to tell them about her dearly departed husband.