AN: Hi! This is the first thing I've ever really written, fanfiction wise. The idea was something that's been stirring in my head for awhile and I finally wrote it! I apologize in advance if anything (especially Shaun) seems OOC. Most of the Rebecca bit is based on headcanon anyway. Enjoy!

Lucy

Remember that time when we went out to play with the boys in the neighborhood? You must've been what, 7? 8? I don't even know why I came with you since I was so much older than them, but you really wanted me to come over.

We played tag right? Yeah. Tag. I was the first to be "it", which didn't last very long. Soon that douchebag Kevin was "it". Then the round started again. I ran a bit. I didn't have to run too fast, since no one could catch up.

But then I looked around to see if you were having a good time, like I hoped you would. Instead I saw you pushed on the ground by fucking Kevin. He was laughing at you about something, calling you shitty names. Some of the things he came up with, I mean, "blonde rat"? What's that even supposed to fucking mean?

Either way I beat the shit out of him. And got grounded for a month, you remember that right? I hope you do, Lucy, because that has to be something I think about daily. I know you always had a hard time with other people – don't even try to deny it! – And I just wanted to protect you. You know, be the older sister you wanted. It was shitty seeing you hurt and I somehow managed to think it was my fault somehow for not being there.

After that though you seemed to disappear a lot. Always on sudden "vacations" or something. Obviously, it was just training for the Assassin's and whatnot, you soon told me. But it was always nice to see you again when you came back. But then you were gone again to go study or something.

I was a little peeved that you wouldn't tell me what for, but I see now. I really wish you could've at least gone to a high school dance or something. You may not have noticed, but oh man, did the boys want you. None of them would've interested you, believe me.

I feel like I'm just rambling now. Not making any sense. Nothing makes sense anymore. I guess that's just what happens when your world totally fucks up doesn't it? I don't know. Trying to make sense of this is like trying to make sense of, well, everything.

I don't know, Lucy. All I know is that I'm scared, I'm confused, I'm angry, and I'm lost. What's going to happen without you? But I've made a decision. I will continue to go on, to try to get this whole… thing resolved.

Just know the whole team misses you. Even if you became a Templar. You changed us, Lucy. That's all that matters to us.

Your friend,

Rebecca

"I've got a little something for you," Shaun sighed, digging into his messenger bag. He pulled out a small envelope and rested it on the plot. The envelope simply said "Lucy". His breathing was even when he rose back up, and stood for a bit longer.

The autumn breeze was light, stirring up a few leaves from the ground and nothing more. He crossed his arms in a casual manner, tugging at his black overcoat sleeves gently. He stared blankly at the tombstone, reading the epitaph thoughtlessly.

"Rebecca told me not to read it, in case you were wondering," he said finally, tone even. "She said it was private. It was rather enticing, but I'm sure neither of you would be very happy if I had opened it," he said, with a forced chuckle.

His grin faded quickly as he took in the past few days' events. He shook his head after rubbing his eyes. "Goodbye, Lucy." He whispered one last time before turning around, leaving the cemetery, and hailing the nearest cab to the closest airport.