Disclaimer: Yea Yea I know the boring part.....I do not, I repeat DO NOT own any of these characters and I make no money off of them. I do not own the song "Angel" it belongs to Sarah McLauchlin.





Leaving It All Behind





She walked down the corridor for the last time and the feeling she got was almost surreal. A sense of calm hit her as she realized the milestone she had just reached. She was free. Free from Jack, free from the pain, free from the death that had stalked her for all these years.

Spend all your time waiting,

For that second chance,

For a break that will make it okay,

There's always some reason, to feel not good enough,

And its hard at the end of the day,

I need some distraction, ohh beautiful release,

Memories seep through my veins,

It made me empty,

ohh weightless hey maybe, we'll find some peace tonight

Eyes glared at her from every corner like beast waiting in the night. Yet no one knew the feat that she had just accomplished. All of her past was locked up in these stone walls for everyone to see. Her memories spread out like a photo album. Here there was never peace, here there was never quiet, just three long years of pain, loss, death and inner turmoil.

In the arms of the angel, fly away, from here,

from this dark, cold hotel room, and the endlessness that you feel.

You were thrown from the wreckage, of your silent revelry.

You're in the arms of the angel, may you find, some comfort here

She could now move on with her life, her burdened soul finally able to deal with the deaths of so many of her loved one's, Tom, Coop, and the many others on Jack's list of casualties. She is pushing the door slowly open, gazing out at the street she is finally allowed to walk on without fear.

So tired of the straight life,

And everywhere you go,

There's vultures and thieves at your back,

Storm keeps on twisting,

Keeps on building the lies,

Till you make up for all that you lack,

It don't make no difference,

Escape on last time,

Its easier to believe,

In this sweet madness,

This glory and sadness brings me to my knees

She drives away from the stone structure in the center of the bustling Atlanta downtown area. By the time the others knew she would be long gone, never much for goodbyes and those ones would be especially hard. The tears would surely flow, and they were destined to beg her to stay, but she could not. The pain here was to heavy for her to bear. People always talked about second chances, well here was hers. As she drove away from the city, if you listened very closely, you could almost here her whisper, a faint almost inaudible goodbye ........

In the arms of the angels, fly away from here,

from this dark, cold hotel room, and the endlessness that you feel.

You were thrown from the wreckage, of your silent revelry.

You're in the arms of the angels, may you find some comfort here.