-Next Fall-

"Ah, UCLA. Breathe it in, Elisa." Ian said in a contented tone.

"I'm happy, Ian. It's hard to believe we're here." I told him.

"I can believe that." a familiar voice said behind me.

"Lance!" I exclaimed. Ian chuckled.

"What are you doing here?" I asked.

"I'm here for meteorology." Lance told me.

"Really? That's great!" I told him.

"Oh, I see where this is going. I'll be back later to help you with your things." Ian told me, walking away.

Lance smiled, "So, I heard that your father handed everything to you."

"Yes, he did. He knew how Theresa was all along." I said.

"What is she doing now?" Lance asked.

"She's paying off her debt at the record company with Victoria. Mr. Rankin is watching over her." I explained.

"Well, everything does works out in the end." Lance replied.

"Yeah, you can say it does." I told him.

He hugged me, then said, "Now that you officially have broken your chains, there's something that I have been dying to do."

"Dying?" I asked, confused.

He leaned in and kissed me gently. I kissed him back. I heard a camera click. I pulled away to see Ian with a camera, "This will definitely be my first painting here."

"Ian!" I yelled, running after him. I caught him and jumped on his back, but he was ready and gave me a piggy-back ride back to Lance.

"I feel bad for our kids." Ian said.

"What makes you say that?" Lance asked.

"They'll have some eccentric parents." Ian answered, letting me down.

I laughed. My life is better now and I wouldn't have it any other way.