hi its finally here! the last chapter (SPOILERS FOR END OF SEASON 2!), 'til next season anyway ;) or when i decide to write some little chapters for the first season like i have done here :)

anyway, enjoy, leave a review! TA!

He had received John Smith with cold hospitality, one would find from a blizzard. The man lied and lied; he lived in a sea of deceit. But he accepted him in and sat with him, scoffing when John tried to soften his mood with yet another lie of seeing him as family. John listed the people who would die if the acting führer was not stopped. Joe remained detached until her name was dropped like a stone in the stillest of ponds. The ripples turning to waves, crashing against his shores and dragging back into the harsh unpredictable currents. Breath stolen swiftly.

Alive! Juliana was alive!

The waters spat him out and left him gasping as his world shattering all over again reverse, the pieces sliding back together, building him up anew. He looked John Smith in the face, and cursed him. He knew! He knew she had been alive all this time! Twisting, manipulating, and fogging his mind, so up and down were one in the same. He dived headlong back into the waters, this time stronger than he had felt in what seemed forever. Following the currents which had changed, he showed the tape to his father. However even that didn't stop the aged man. Not the magnitude of the destruction witnessed, not the lives that would be lost. He had only just learned that the woman he could not get out of his very bones was alive, the woman who had taken a piece of his heart which he never wanted back again. And his father was going to kill her all over again! If John had not returned with men marching to take hold of him and his father, he would have been leaping over the desk, talking the man to the ground, beating him to death if that was what needed to be done to protect her. But when he too was dragged away with his father, fear, terrible fear gripped him. People would think he was cursing and screaming for being arrested... He wasn't. Joe screamed and cursed and spat, because he was going to be taken further away from her. He needed to get to her; he needed to go back to New York. To think he could have gone back days ago and been with her... But then his father wouldn't have seen the film and they would both be dead... He wanted to want to have been with her for those days, but a larger part wanted to be with her for far longer than he would live. Was she still even alive? No! Poison! She was alive, and she would stay that way until she died in his arms, which he would never, with every breath left, allow to happen. Lead away he was, but live to fight another day, he would. He had a new drive, a new purpose... See her again, hold her again; find Juliana; his single thought left. The fogs and mist and swirling colours, fine clothes and extravagant home, and wavy blonde hair were all replaced by light blue eyes and dark straight hair.

Juliana Crian.

As he lived and breathed he would find her, and never let her go. She had been out of his sight, but she was never out of his mind. Now he planned to change that. He never planned to let her go. He would rather die.

There you have it? whether you read it as it was coming out day by day, or you have just read it as a job-lot all in one go, do leave me your comments and fan theories in a quick review! X