A/N: This is the end. I hope that the last few chapters didn't cause you to require a box of kleenex. Sorry if they did.
Chase's POV:
I arrived home in time to see a figure in black run across the yard and climb into a car. I ran into my house, yelling for Blake and Andie. I found Andie and Blake lying on the kitchen floor, their blood soaking the tiles.
"NO! You promised, Blake! You promised to keep her safe!" I screamed at his body. I called 911, even though I knew it was pretty pointless. Blake and Andie would never be alive again. The ambulance arrived, declared my brother and Andie dead, and then took them to the hospital morgue. I sat on my staircase, my head in my hands, not wanting to contemplate having to come home every day to an empty house. I went upstairs to Blake's room and lay on his bed like I used to do when I was younger. I hugged his pillow to my chest, and started to cry. My big brother was never coming back. We'd never argue again, he'd never scold me for being late…and Andie would never smile at me again. I called Moose, Monster and Cable and told them to meet me at MSA. I grabbed Blake's keys, climbed into his car and drove towards MSA. I met the guys outside the building and then we went inside to one of the dance studios.
"Why'd you call us here, Chase?" Cable inquired.
"Moose, Monster, Cable-I have something to tell you, and it's very hard to say. Andie and Blake…they're dead." I whispered.
"Andie's dead?" Moose murmured, and sat down hard.
"Her father…" I said. Tears ran down their faces while they cried over the girl who barely lived, but left an impression on us that was as deep as an ocean. Days passed, and it was time for Blake and Andie to be buried. I buried Andie in a plot next to Blake's, so she'd always be close by. After their burial, I kneeled between their graves.
"Goodbye, brother. Goodbye, Andie." I whispered, placing flowers on their graves. I stood up and walked out of the cemetery, glancing back once at their graves.