Epilogue

A/N: And thus ends the journey of this fic. I’d like to thank you all for reading and reviewing! There will probably, maybe, be a sequel to this… so long as the reviewers beg me! I mean… uh… ENJOY!

Dis: I don’t own DA
Pairing: MA


Alec stood against the wall staring at the one thing that had meant the most to him in his life. She looked beautiful, at peace, still wearing that stunning blue dress. Pushing away from the wall he was hesitant to touch her again. His hands had dried flecks of her blood on them and the entire front of his tux was now red instead of white. However, he guessed it didn’t matter if he held her hand now…

“Max…” He took her cold hand into his warm and pulled it up to his lips. His eyes closed in pain as tears finally fell for the first time. Before he’d been angry, and most of control had seen his wrath when he tore everything into two. Now, it was just Alec and Max, alone in the darkened room. “I should have protected you…”

He had begged her to stay. Pleaded her to not leave him. All those pleas had remained unanswered when they had frantically sped back to T.C. Alec had never felt more helpless in his life and he knew, KNEW when his mate was gone the second it happened.

“I love you,” he whispered before collapsing on top of her. Those standing outside looked in with complete sorrow at seeing such a carefree leader fall apart. His sobs echoed off of the high ceilings and yet no one dared enter to show condolences. Not with Max’s death being so fresh.

Joshua had gone missing as soon as the word was out. Logan had come in, franticly searching for Max, and had gone to his knees when hearing the news of her demise. Mole was oddly quiet and everyone else was on eggshells while wondering what was going to happen to them next.

“What am I supposed to do without you?” he asked softly, cheek resting on her unmoving chest as he remained still-not even blinking. “I can’t run a city without you, Maxie… I just can’t.”

So he remained there, lost inside the little private cocoon he made for himself, until he fell asleep. It was then that he was shown EVERYTHING.


1 week later…

“Some of you have wondered where we go from here,” said Alec as he stared out into the sea of faces before him. He stood on a slight platform, his people surrounding him. Some looked worried, others angry, and some even lost. “We don’t go anywhere. We stay and make a stand like she wanted us to. We stay and fight for our freedom and fight against those that want to take it away from us. I know some of you are scared, that’s fine. There’s the door if you’d rather make a break to Canada…” Some shuffled away. “Good luck, but those that want to remain here to fight for a better life and kick some Familiar ass-”

“But he’s dead!” shouted someone from the crowd.

“One leader falls…” Alec looked down, throat thick with emotion. “Another stands.”

They were silent for a moment until Alec looked back up, eyes hard as he met the gaze of his Second: Mole before quickly scanning through the crowd.

“I’m staying here. I’m not giving up on us… you shouldn’t either…”

He jumped down from the platform and everyone made room as he walked by: anger, pain, and sorrow rolling off of him in waves. Max’s death was still fresh and as he walked out into the night he finally felt a small amount of pressure off of his shoulder.

Soon, he would help save the world. Soon he would end all of what the snake-worshiping bastards represented… Soon, he would have his Maxie back… Hopefully he didn’t have to wait a whole five years to do it.

“Don’t worry, Max,” whispered Alec as he pulled back the sleeve of his sweater to reveal black ink on his wrist. “We’ll get it right this time.”


END


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