Leonard was always a lousy, horrible shot.

But his target was his own forehead so it is only impossible if he misses.

He didn't miss.

Leonard didn't care on what he would become or where he'll go after he pulled the trigger. He only cared about her, about Allison. But he was still weighed down with an infinite amount of guilt for the people he has wronged- his acquaintances, his soldiers, his creations, but most of all his family.

The women he couldn't let go and the women he rarely treated as his daughter.

He tried so hard to bring back the person he loves but instead brought suffering and pain.

All he wanted was to be with Allison but his grief blinded him from being with his daughter.

"You're such a gooey sap, Leonard."

Her voice was everywhere but nowhere. Her voice was in his subconscious but felt so real.

"I mean really, you're last words were spoken to a computer lady? The one woman you have any real conversations is with an AI?"

Leonard felt lost in a void of emptiness, an abyss of darkness yet he heard Allison, his entire being felt nonexistence yet weighed down with his sins and Allison's voice tugged at his heart.

Her voice echoed throughout the void, his entity wandering and longing for his light. Traveling through his dark emptiness, his soul frantically searched for Allison. Leonard spent the rest of his life trying to bring her back, now was his chance to reunite with her and he was determined to make things right with her.

"Leonard," Allison called out softly, her humor and teasing gone, "The things you've done, the absolute calamity and mayhem you helped contributed with the whole AI mess; you really were a wreck when I died."

The dark void Leonard was lost in began fading, becoming more like a broken illusion collapsing on its self as sharp rays of light filled the void. The sound of Allison choked up on her tears came closer as Leonard rushed towards her. When the harsh light dimmed down, Leonard found Allison on the roof of the facility he died in, sitting on the edge and watching over the simulation soldiers messing with their vehicles.

Allison stood up and faced Leonard, the sight of her teary eyes, her blonde hair in a loose braid, a faith smile, and white wings basking in the sunlight took Leonard's breath away.

"I know we avoided the topic of me dying," Allison continued, "You always did thought of me as invincible and powerful but that was because you wanted to be reassured that I was coming back home, coming back to you and to our daughter."

"Allison," Leonard stepped towards her, tears of his own leaking as he caressed Allison's cheek and traced his thumb in circles over the smooth skin, "I fell apart when I learned that I lost you. The day I learned that you died, I didn't know how I would ever spend the rest of my life without you."

She breathed out a sigh, taking his hand away from her face and holding it. Allison studied her husband's face, his graying hair, wrinkles, but most of all she focused on his green, watery eyes.

"Leonard, why weren't you able to move on? You basically abandoned our daughter! You spent the rest of your life in grief and for what exactly, Leonard?" She dropped his hand and glared at her husband, "Why did you think that bringing me back to life or creating a copy of me would make things better? If anything, shit hit the fan!"

"I know I've made a great amount of mistakes and caused so many deaths," Leonard admitted, brushing a blonde strand away from Allison's face, "When your squadron was sent to the front lines, I feared the worst and I wished there was a way to keep you safe but I knew I couldn't do a thing. There was nothing in my power to save you and I felt utterly useless."

"There are things in life that you can't win, Leonard, and some of them are time and death."

"You'd be surprised of the tests of the time distortion armor enhancement," he joked, hoping to get Allison to smile.

She simply rolled her eyes but smiled sadly, "Leonard, you can't just try to bring me back to life and expect everything will be better, that you'll be forgiven by our daughter for neglecting her."

He sighed and pressed his forehead against hers, "I really am a terrible father."

"Do you want a golden 'You Tried' star?"

Green eyes watered once more as Leonard smiled, "I just want you, Allison," and then processed to repeat those words between every time they kissed.

"You're such a sappy idiot," she grinned but pulled back and frowned, "Was the reason you never moved on from me because I never said goodbye?"

"Allison, that word meaningless compared to seeing you again. Saying goodbye just was a reminder of how I lost you."

The blonde angel hugged her husband, resting her chin on his shoulder, "I lost you and Carol too. When I died I thought that I'll just end up in heaven but instead I just received a pair of wings and somehow I ended up watching over you and Carol. Your lives just blew by and I couldn't do a thing to make you two happy. I really missed you both." Leonard tightens his hug when Allison choked up on her tears, "I wished we had more time to be a family."

"Carolina was the only good thing that came out of my mess," Leonard's hand brushed upon Allison's wing, "She grew up to be a lot like you."

"Yeah," Allison agreed, pulling away to watch Carolina lead the sim troopers away from the abandon facility, "She doesn't need us to watch over her, I believe she already has a guardian angel."

Grey wings sprouted from Leonard's back as they watched their daughter move on with her life.

Meanwhile with the Reds and Blues, York and North stood next to Carolina while the sim troopers and Wash wander around the cargo ship that's taking them back to a place called Blood Gulch, whatever that is. Currently, Carolina was left to her own devices and started listening in to some radio transmissions discussing the illegal use of Freelancer equipment.

"North, I don't think Carolina is going to return to civilian life any time soon," York thought out loud, looking over Carolina's shoulders to see the transmissions, already understanding the plan she's forming.

"Yeah, training was always her comfort zone," North acknowledge, "You're going to follow her?"

The brunet walked towards the blond, rubbing the back of his neck, "I don't feel like leaving her. Is that weird or obsessive? I just want to make sure if she's alright, I feel like I shouldn't let go, not just yet."

Rolling his eyes fondly, North pulled York into an embrace, "Don't worry too much York, you'll figure stuff out when you feel that you're ready for whatever is ahead."

York returned the hug, "So does that mean you're staying with Wash?"

"Yeah, it's nice to see him happy and I want to make sure he's settled in with these Reds and Blues."

They broke off their hug when the space ship started rumbling and the red alarms and beeping went off. Crew members and technicians rushed to their stations as the ship began to collapse from the inside as the pilot announced that they were crash landing on to a nearby planet.

"What the fuck is going on!" York screamed.

"Well, we're already dead, so we don't need to panic," North replied calmly.

York thought back to his and North's goodbye. They were checking up on Wash and the others when the brunet angel noticed Carolina lingering back to the edge of the canyon. The two angels hugged their farewells and he flew off to Carolina and Epsilon.

Now, York stood next to Carolina as she finished up a transmission, "Good, I'll be there before you know it."

Shaking his head and chuckling, York smiled, "What mess are we going to end up in this time, Carolina?"

Oh my god, I am finally done, wow I procrastinated a lot for this final chapter.

So that's all, sorry for the long updates between the chapters, thank you for reading!