Sorry this is so short, it was a spur of the moment thing.
He couldn't believe it, she was dead. Alison was dead, HIS Alison was dead, killed by the damned Covenant on the glassed surface of Reach. Nothing mattered to him anymore, not that trillions were dead, not that humanity was on the brink of extinction due to the genocidal acts of the Covenant. For all he cared, Earth could be burning and humanity extinct. All he wanted to do was see her face one last time. Alison was the only thing on his mind as he lay down to have his mind copied. Alison was the only person he saw at the war memorial. It was Alison tat haunted his drunken rages and many nightmares. Due to Alison, he created Project Freelancer and fragmented the Alfa AI. Each fragment he created was made hoping he could see the face behind the MarkVI helmet that lay on the charred surface of Reach.
He lost his closest friend and only lover. Spartan-B312,known to the galaxy only as Noble Six.
What did you all think?