SPOILERS for those who haven't read Boundless!

Loved Unearthly, really liked Hallowed, and liked Boundless...until the end. It was just too nice and neat convenient of an ending. Plus the awesome Cynthia Hand (who gave us this amazing world so I will forever love her) spent the entire book of Boundless making me fall in love with Christian only to give him a crap ending. Not cool. So here is my ending. In my head this will be the true ending that will make me happy. Hope it makes all you Christian fans out there happy too. And I hope the Tucker fans like it as well, because I still totally love Tucker. :) Starts out right after Clara destroys Asael in Ch 21. Hope you like it!

I stand there staring at the spot that Asael once was. He's gone. My breath catches in my throat for a fraction of a second while I process what has just happened. My glory fades as I lose my concentration on holding it. Did I seriously just kill the biggest baddest angel on earth? It seems surreal, and I feel like I can breathe again. Like I've been holding my breath the whole time and didn't realize it. But my thoughts are broken by a screeching voice growing louder like the volume slowly being turned up on a stereo as I come back to reality. Lucy. She's still here, and now she is royally pissed off at me.

"What have you done? You stupid girl! Now I will kill you!"

I look up just in time to see her lunging toward me with her dagger of sorrow, fury in her eyes that is no question completely animalistic. That's when I notice many things happening all at once and all in slow motion. Tucker is on his knees recovering from being thrown down out of Lucy's grasp as she tries to get to me. His eyes full of panic. I blink, turning my head to see Jeffery. He's lunging towards Lucy, his arms spread out like he's sliding into home plate in a baseball game "nooooo" I hear him yell. I try to bring the glory sword back in this split second but I can't. It's too fast. Blink. I turn my head again and I see Christian. Our eyes meet just before he throws his body in front of mine, taking the full blow of the dagger right in his heart. I crumple forward as it hits him just as if it had sruck me. You make me stronger. You are my glory. I remember him saying to me. And I always knew that he was my strength too. Christian makes a strangled cry as I hear the sizzle of the dagger as it slices his skin. Not once, but over and over again. At least 4 no, now 5 times. Time suddenly goes back to normal speed instead of slow.

"Christian!" I croak out

Clara He says back to my mind. Get to the others. I hear it enter his flesh and each time makes me feel weaker and weaker until I feel that I can't get up. But you have to. I think to myself. I feel deflated but I push myself up off of the floor and meet Lucy's eyes that are throwing daggers in my direction. I let my eyes dart to where Christian lay. He is still. Too still. But I don't let myself feel sorrow. Not yet. I have another black wing to deal with. Angela and Jeffery have made their way to Tucker, but without being able to call Glory and Lucy so much more powerful than them with her evil knife there isn't a whole lot that they can do about it. I try to summon Glory myself but it won't come. Crap. I feel the sorrow of Lucy, almost as strong and a full black wing. But I'm afraid that the majority of the sadness restraining my Glory is all me. Christian? No answer. I look across the barn at my friends. The only family I have left in this whole world. Lucy stands from her crouch by Christian walking in-between me and the others slowly, examining her blood drenched dagger like an evil villain straight out of a cheesy mob movie.

"Shame about baby brother," She says like it's not a shame at all. "So, who wants to volunteer next?" she asks. "You'll all die, of course. Even you Jeffery." She looks at him saying this last part with a slight pang of sadness in her voice. But not enough to actually change anything. I try again to summon Glory and I still end up dry. She Saunters over to the group. "How about the human?" She says taking Tuckers arm. She runs the flat side of the dagger along his cheek. He tenses but doesn't flinch. Tucker's not one to ever hit a girl, but I can tell that he wants to fight and is using every ounce of restraint not to whack her over the head. It's like the bears. You have to move slowly. Don't scare them. With no real plan we all stand there like idiots. My eyes dart around trying to come up with something. I try again, Come on Glory. But with Christian…gone and then Tucker… I'm too filled with darkness no matter how determined I am. God send us something! Please! It's then that I hear clear in my head fly. My head shoots up. But I know that voice…well sort of voice. Christian. He's lying in the same spot, he hasn't moved. Now! He's alive! Maybe we can do this! The thought alone makes me so light that I start floating before my wings come, glory suddenly filling the dark barn. I think I her Angela say "it's about freakin time" But I'm not quite sure. I shoot up fast, flashing like a lightning bolt. It's not much but enough to distract Lucy just enough to make her look up. It's then that Jeffery and Angela, now holding hands, explode into light. The brightest Glory I've ever seen. Lucy ducks her head instinctively to shield herself from the light. I take this opportunity to summon my sword and in another flash dart back down and in one fatal swoop slash the sword through her back, right where her heart should be. Since she's holding tucker to her front it goes through him as well. But he's not the one who falls. Lucy makes a gurgling sound and then slumps on Tucker, the unexpectedness of her dead weight on his back throws him off balance but he recovers before he falls. He then shucks her off of him quickly once he registers what's happened. Then looks down and feels the spot where he should be gushing blood but miraculously isn't.

All of our light goes out at once. I survey to make sure everyone is ok quickly then remember. Christian. I run to his side.

"Christian!?" It's more of a question than anything.

I'm here. He says to me. He must be too weak to speak out loud.

"Clara?" It's Tucker. "Clara I'm sorry…" and he really is

"He's not dead!" I say, sounding half crazy to my own ears.

Not yet, I hear. I'm pretty close I think.

Don't give up. I can fix this. I start to feel Glory coming to my hands.

Clara, you did so amazing. I'm sorry I… And that's it.

"Christian?" I shake him. "Why are you sorry?" The others look at me with confused, sad eyes at my question to his silent comment. My throat closes up with it's coming sob. "Christian!" His body is burnt and cut so badly I'm surprised he made it as long as he did. So much blood. Bitter tears sting my eyes and I finger the wounds. My hands move up to his face. I feel so weak. Its because he's not here, I realize. He's not here to share this pain that I feel. How could I have been so blind. So stupid. Here I've had this amazing, beautiful, selfless guy who would do anything for me. Who HAS done everything for me, and I blew him off like he was nothing. I knew, but never realized how much of my strength I actually got from him until now. Until he is gone. My first instinct is to give up. Hunch over his body and cry and cry until nothing is left in me. But I remember. I'm special! I can maybe still fix this. I wipe my cheeks determinedly and summon Glory, forcefully shooting out of my hands and onto his body. The wounds quickly mesh together and heal, leaving long silver scars where they once were, but they are healed. I look down pleased with my handiwork, half expecting him to wake up. But he doesn't.

I try again. And again to no avail. That's when Angela comes over to me. I expect her to pull me off and let him be. He's gone and that's it. But she doesn't. Instead she kneels down across from me, places her hands on Christian and concentrates so hard, the hardest I've ever seen, until glory comes from her fingers and into him. Jeffery comes over a minute later and kneels down by Angela until he also has summoned Glory. His isn't as strong or bright, but it's there. I can see from my preheipeal vision Tucker, who appears to be kneeling down and looks to be praying. I've never seen him pray before but I'm sure he feels that it's the only thing he can do. I add my glory again until I hear the hum of Glory slowly grow until it consumes my senses. It is so bright and loud when suddenly everything goes black and silent.

I open my eyes and I'm alone in Tucker's barn. "Hello?" I call out. I look around frantically. Even Christian is gone. I must have passed out is all I can conclude. Clara? I hear.

I spin around. "Christian!" I run to him so fast that the force of our contact almost knocks him down but he balances quickly, clinging to me. I bury my head in his chest and grab the back of his t-shirt in my fists. I never want to let him go.

I know. "Clara what are you doing here?" He asks gently after I loosen my grasp on him. I look up at him. He brings a hand up to my face and slowly, gently, wipes my cheek. It's then that I realize I am crying.

"What do you mean?" I ask.

"Well," He says, "as much as I'd love for you to come to heaven with me I'm not sure they'd allow BOTH of us. That might be a little too much awesomeness at once for Heaven to handle." He says jokingly.

"Heaven?" I say, ignoring his faulty attempt at a joke. I look around and that's when I notice what is around me. It's Tucker's barn alright, but I've never seen a barn look so…beautiful. The old wood is gleaming like it's made out of gold. The colors of everything inside seem so vibrant and clear. I suddenly notice the hay on the ground is stiff and hard to walk on just like when dad took me to see mom after she died. The door is cracked slightly open and an even brighter beam of light is filtering through into the already bright space. "Christian." I whisper, my voice full of defeat. I can feel a new wave of tears coming. He steps towards me and embraces me just before they come. I sob into his shirt. This is all my fault!

It's not. He says. I would do it again in a heartbeat. Ha, heartbeat. Get it! I whack his back with one of my clenched fists, not loosening the hug at all. Sorry. He says. Bad time for bad jokes.

I pull away from him. "Why is it you're the one who's dead and I'm the one who's a blubbering idiot?"

He doesn't make a sarcastic remark. He just grabs my hand, brushing his thumb across my knuckles, something that has become all too familiar, and says "Come here. I want to show you something." He leads me to the door, into the light. Outside is like the Lazy Dog Ranch 2.0. It was beautiful before. But now it is breathtaking. The water in the stream is clearer and bluer, the sky is brighter. The colors, like in the barn, more vibrant. And far off by the mountains the bright light shimmers in the distance. Christian gazes off knowing that's where he's supposed to go.

"So that's it?" I say. He just looks at me, his eyes full of sorrow "I hate this." I exclaim. "It should be me, not you. I'm so sorry I…" My voice cracks and again he's comforting me. I'm such a basket case! But I feel so hollow. I can't believe this will be the last time I ever see Christian. "I don't think I can do it without you." I whisper.

He tucks a stray piece of my hair behind my ear. "It takes me dying to make you realize you can't live without me. What a bummer on my part." I just look at him. "Look." He says more seriously putting his hands on my shoulders like he's saying something very important to a little kid. "I need you to know that I don't regret anything. Ok? I would do it all again. Every single part. Do you understand that?" I just nod. I did.

"What was the point?" I ask moving to sit on an old golden log.

"Of what? Life? Our purpose?" He asks.

"I don't know." I say. "All of it I guess."

"I have a theory" He says sitting down next to me, our arms touching lightly. I get the chills that always come with being in contact with Christian. "What if our visions aren't just a mission on earth but maybe like…a glimpse of what would make us truly happy on this earth?" I must look really confused because he continues, "Like, we keep seeing each other in our visions and we seem to kind of like each other in those visions." He nudges my shoulder playfully at that, "Maybe God is, I don't know, presenting us with the best option of happiness and if we just follow it we can have it." My eyes stare at the ground. I understand exactly what he's saying. And I think he might be right. Mom fought her purpose and said she had a hard bumpy life until she finally gave in a married Dad. Then she was the happiest in her whole life. I love Tucker. More than I have loved anything in my life. But I've always felt drawn to Christian. The thought of leaving him and going back to my life without him makes my heart constrict so painfully I have to bend over. I need him. I hate to be that girl that needs a guy but here I am. He puts his hand on my back and his touch instantly gives me strength. "Clara?"

I sit up and look into his eyes. Really look. He has completely opened himself up to me. Made himself vulnerable to me one last time. Give in this one last time. See what happens. He says to me. I move my hand to touch the side of his face and run my fingers along his cheek bone. His eyes close at my touch and he lets out a slow puff of air. He opens his eyes and they lock with mine. Asking the question one last time. I can't fight him anymore. The pull to him is too strong and I'm so tired of resisting him. I lean into him slowly. My breath catches just before our lips touch, softly at first and I feel the zing of electricity go through my whole body. He is hesitant at first but slowly he kisses me deeper. When he is sure I'm not going to pull away he moves his hand up to my hair, cupping the back of my head and my entire scalp tingles under his touch. His other hand moves to the side of my face and caresses it like it is made of glass. Then suddenly he pushes me deeper into the kiss, putting everything he has ever felt for me in this one moment. And I let go completely. Let his kiss envelope me the way that I have been subconsciously wanting. Our hearts hammer as our lips explore each other's for I don't know how long in our bitter sweet good bye. I can feel his joy. His emotions seem to say "Finally" and it is all that he has been hoping for and more. I surprise myself by feeling an intense swelling of my heart. The joy I feel is not his, it is mine. Why did I fight this so hard? I wasted so much time! Suddenly I am crying. Gosh Heaven sure makes me cry. He pulls away, his eyes full of concern. "Hey." He says "It's ok."

"It's not!" I say almost bitterly, the reality of everything crashing down on me. "I threw away so much! I threw away you" I whisper the last part. "Why was I so stubborn?"

"Would it make you feel better if I said that your stubbornness was one of the things I love most about you?" He asks lightly.

"No," I say without inflection. Then after a moment "You love me?" I ask stupidly. He just looks at me with this look that says "really? Are you serious?" I continue, "I guess you did go to Hell and back for me. And there is the part where you kind of died for me."

"Yeah, kind of." He says. After a long pause he says "I love you, Clara. I think I always have." I look up at him, his eyes searching mine. You don't have to say anything back if you don't want to. He says, I just wanted you to kn…

"I love you too." I say, cutting off his mind melding. He looks at me surprise and delight written on his face. "I love you Christian Prescott." Just so there is no confusion as to who I love.

He laughs and lifts his hand to my cheek "Took you long enough." His eyes are laughing.

"So what happens now?"

"I think I head towards the light" He says. Cliché as it is there is complete seriousness in his voice. We both look across the distance. In the distance the light almost blinds me but I think I can make out some figures. I squint to try to see clearer. "What's that?" I ask.

Christian stands up and shades his eyes with his hand. Suddenly he inhales sharply. "I think…I think that's my mom." He says in disbelief.

Of course it is his mom. Of course she would be here at this critical time to help him. Christian looks down at me then back towards his mom. I am happy for him. He finally gets his mom back. So why do I feel so empty and lousy inside. She looks up and smiles. She is beautiful, just like he always said. Her blonde hair is blowing gently in the breeze, her long white sundress swishing at her ankles just above a pair of bare feet. She waves to Christian and then beacons him to come towards her. Christian's face is a light with love. I can feel his muscles tense like he is getting ready to run as fast as he can towards her. He looks down at me. I am still looking up at him and while I try to put on bright happy "nice known ya" face, my true feelings must be showing anyway. He grabs my hand gently and looks at me so intently I am sure he is looking at my soul.

"She's just as beautiful as you said." I say. After a long pause, "you should go to her." I squeeze his hand twice before letting it go.

He grabs it quickly again. "Clara." He breathes. I can't look at him. I'm afraid if I do my heart will break even more and I don't think I can physically handle that. "You know I would go back. To earth if I could. With you. I'd put off seeing my mom again. Give up going to heaven, the land of eternal happiness and glory, at least for a little while, if I could spend a little while longer with you."

"Oh well when you put it that way it sounds so romantic," I say.

"I'm being serious," he says.

"I know" I whisper. But it's not possible.

"I'm sorry Clara" He says. He puts his pointer finger to my chin and slowly lifts my head up to meet his gaze. One more for the road?

"Now that's romantic," I say. He smiles a crooked little smile just before our lips meet. This one is soft and gentle but passionate all at the same time. It's every kiss we never kissed on Earth and every one we never will in the future. It's full of joy and sorrow. Longing and peace. I let myself get lost in the kiss, in his arms, in it all.

And then it goes dark.

Oh no! what happens next! I'm working on it and it should be up soon! maybe reviews will make it come sooner! (like if I know that people actually are reading this I'll be motivated to give the people what they want!)