The Sandman found himself sitting on a street corner, feeding pigeons. He didn't know if he was in Gotham, Los Angeles, or Chicago, but honestly, he couldn't care. Hearing something fly by, Dream raised his arm, catching a soccer ball.

"Sick catch man!" A young kid, no older than twenty, ran up to him. "Wanna play ball with us?"

"No." Morpheus murmured, punting the ball away. "I am feeding the pigeons." The boy looked at the man strangely, before walking off. Feeling another presence to his other side, Morpheus looked to his right, seeing a woman as pale as him, with black hair and wearing what appeared to be goth clothes and an ankh necklace.

"Death. My sister." Dream greeted. "I thought you were busy."

"I always am." Death of the Endless grumbled. "I'd like to see you take over my job."

"Then why are you here?" Morpheus asked.

"Because I'm worried for you, brother." Death replied. "It isn't like you to sit here, moping. What's the matter?" Dream sighed.

"I suppose something is the matter." The Sandman rambled. "I had found my tools. I had completed my quest. And now, the quest is over. I no longer have a purpose. I thought I would feel good once I had my possessions, but inside, I feel… nothing."

"I don't believe you." Death said. "So what if you don't have a quest anymore? So what if the game is over? Play a new game! I just can't believe it!"

"You know…" Sandman tried to change the subject. "They weren't after me when I was imprisoned. They were after you."

"Yeah, I know." Death replied nonchalantly. "Wait, don't change the subject! I can't stay long, so I'm only gonna say this once!"

"But if they had captured you, the consequences-" Dream attempted to continue, but Death stopped him.

"Just shut up and listen!" Death ordered. "You have responsibilities, just like I do! All the Endless have responsibilities to uphold! You cannot just throw them away because you're disappointed!" Dream looked up at his sister in realization, with a look of understanding in his black eyes.

"I… I thank you, my sister." Morpheus told her. "You just reminded me of my duty. Thank you."

"That's what family's for, little brother." Death replied, smiling. "I have to head back soon. It was good seeing you though." With a soft beating of wings, Death was gone, leaving Dream alone on the curb. Slowly, Dream got up, taking a handful of sand and throwing it to the birds to feed, before vanishing in thin air. He had duties to uphold as the master of dreams, but that could wait. For now, he wanted to travel the world and catch up on lost time over the last one hundred and six years.

One Year Later

Chicago

Alice Pierce was sitting at a table in a chinese restaurant, surrounded by her family and friends. Sitting on either side of her were Andy and Nica, with Oliver Queen, his son William, and his wife Felicity sitting across from them. A chair was pulled up for Nora Darhk, and Constantine and Lucifer sat on the ends.

"Trixie and her parents give their regards." Lucifer apologized. "Crime rates have spiked in the last week."

"Nevertheless, happy birthday Alice." Andy told his niece. "What was it you once said Oliver? That you wish it wasn't the dark times that brought us together…"

"But it's our friends who make those times worth having." Oliver finished, raising his glass in a toast. Everyone agreed, raising their glasses as well.

"So, Alice, what are your plans, now that you are legally an adult?" Felicity asked. Alice took a sip of her drink, before speaking.

"I'm thinking on joining the police force in Chicago." Alice replied, looking towards Andy. "I read up on Mike Norris, and I'd like to say I was inspired by what he did." Andy smiled back at her.

"A good choice." Constantine commented. "You know, I once thought of joining the police, before I learned of demons and the occult."

"If you'd like, Chloe and I can always stop by to give you advice." Lucifer offered, flashing a grin.

"We'll be sure to at least visit." William and Nora added. Alice smiled, and began to eat her Mu Shu pork.

"You know why we chose this specific restaurant?" Nica asked everyone at the table. Alice looked at her aunt, confused.

"It was the toy store that Charles Lee Ray died in, and where Chucky was born." Andy explained. "I sometimes like coming here to remind myself that he's dead. Well, that, and the fact that the food here is delicious." Everyone at the table laughed loudly, before Constantine stood up.

"Well, I'd best be going." John announced. "I don't want to be late for my flight back to Liverpool. Happy birthday Alice, and it's been a pleasure knowing you all." Soon after Constantine left, everyone else finished eating, and after Lucifer paid the bill, they all left to go back to Los Angeles or Star City. On the way back to their own house, Andy and Nica began talking with Alice.

"What do you think you'll do in college?" Andy asked, out of the blue.

"Probably study law and criminal justice." Alice answered. "And I might look into your thesis on completion anxiety, Aunt Nica."

"Go ahead, Alice." Nica told her. "Anything that can help you later."

"Are you sure you want to join the police department?" Andy asked. "Mike ended up dying."

"I know that, but I want to make a difference." Alice responded. "I want to help the people of Chicago, and not just as a vigilante who wears a cape and tights. This way, I can actually bring justice to those who commit atrocities."

"Sounds like you're finally growing up." Nica murmured. "I just want you to know that I'm proud of you, no matter what you do."

"I'm just glad I don't have to worry about ghosts or demons anymore." Alice smirked. "I think we've all had enough adventures for a lifetime."

The End