The deaths of Butcher and Homelander were a turning point for you both; it was closure, a great closure, where you could finally move on from what you had in the scene. It was like real freedom after all, and now you could have things you didn't have before, a home. Four years have passed, and Hughie has started a tech business, like the one he worked at before everything and where he met you. It's thriving, and you have a family. You started it on your end, and you ended up adopting Ryan. You got pregnant by Hughie pretty quickly; a little girl was born. There was a fight about the baby because Hughie wanted to name her after his ex, the one who started it all, "Robin." At first, you didn't want to, but you finally agreed, but on your terms. It was your little girl's middle name.

Now it was another day where you were helping your husband in the shop, putting things here and there, and he was helping customers with your little girl over there too."Thank you, have a nice day," Hughie said as the little girl said the same, or tried to. He laughed and went back to brushing her hair. "Honey, do you know when Ryan is coming back?"