notes: Thank you to Jill, marielynette, bell, kav, gin8005 and everybody else who stuck this through with me. I'm about to do a final word count, and I'm pretty sure it's gonna be scary.

This is the end, and while this story took a sharp left turn of where I expected it to go, I'm happy with how I ended it, and I think everyone will be too.
Kav, I hope I did your prompt justice.
xCharlotte Cherub never had a case that affected her as much as this one did. To this day, she is one of the most well-known Cherubs for her crafty uses of arrows and confetti. She perfected some of her own methods, and surprisingly she offers a course in early January every year about how you can save yourself from some of the headaches that Charlie herself went through. She invented the Charlie method which was inspired by how she helped Tara, which is used to now help mend broken hearts everywhere. While none of her cases have ever gone as smooth as this, Charlie refuses the idea that it was beginners luck.
Charlotta Cherub, Charlie's mother died soon after, and Charlie is grateful that she actually began to see her mother in a positive light. She took up some of her mother's arrow making skills, however nobody is as good as Charlotta was. Charlotta was proud of Charlie, she had been since she was born, but lessons she had learned from her mother kept her from ever really telling Charlie that until the bitter end.
Chrissy and Cristina Cherub moved to Cloud Seven, and lived a somewhat normal if more boring life than they had before. They still sometimes make it into the papers, but their names no longer carry as much weight as they once did.
Charlene is still around, crazy as that is, to terrorize new Cherubs-of-age. She tells them of Charlie, her own personal success story, though half of them don't believe her anymore.
For the record, D and Donna never did have any monkey business. While a few years later they did a trial separation, they ended up sticking it through and are now going through the headache of their eldest getting married. (No monkey business with that match either.)
Myles and Lucy were definitely the most interesting married couple the FBI had ever seen. Thanks to those magical loopholes, they still worked together until Myles retired after their eldest had a child. Myles actually turned to writing and has written several best sellers about his days at the FBI, some fictitious and some not. Lucy stayed a determined rotor and managed to keep her sanity somehow. (Nobody, not even her, is sure how she managed this.) Lucy was surprised when she was retired how much she hated having extra free time. So she takes up hobbies left, right and center, trying to keep herself amused, which drives Myles batty. However, he loves her, and with all the effort it took to actually convince Lucy to give him a second chance, he no longer tries to persuade her otherwise.
Tara and Bobby did not get together until three years after Charlie intervened. A bad engagement on Bobby's side caused Tara to face what she had been surpressing for six years. The two of them lived together for another three years until finally taking the plunge. Tara is world-reknowned with her encryption algorithms and she works at Quantico now, training agents about how important computer skills are. Bobby was the last of them to retire and now he is trying to make up all the things he wanted to do but never did. (Learn how to cook, learn how to actually play chess, go to London, etc.)
Jack and Sue had a long road, but they did end up together. They married and had children, and Sue now trains hearing dogs on the side. Jack and Bobby are rather competitive (still) and they have dual lists to try and complete. Jack, like Lucy and Bobby is still rather bored with all the free time he has. He spends it by giving advice to young law students who are interested in going into a federal law enforcement agency. It's still not enough, but they all make do.
Working together cemented a friendship, and they still get together for celebratory breakfasts when something merits it. They all stayed in DC for this reason, because none of them could picture each other without somebody else in their lives. If there is no celebratory breakfasts, they get together every second week for lunch or something. They are all happy with how their lives turned out, and Charlie couldn't agree more.
(She tells herself it's a giant coincidence that Jack and Sue's first born is named Charlotte. Total coincidence, that is.)
Charlie smiles and still takes out that same, worn look-through to catch up with them time to time. Every Valentine's day she thinks of them, and she thinks maybe, just maybe, they thank a supernatural force (her) too.
Charlotte Cherub was an odd duck, who was perhaps part leprechaun with chestnut brown hair with natural red streaks, but she was an odd duck who had never wanted anything more than what she was given.
She still thought Valentine's day was stupid. But that was okay. She wasn't sure any of the rest of them believed in it either.
xENDA QUIVER OF LOVEJ/S, M/L, implied B/T
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