No… The final chapter…

I can't believe it's over…

God, I hope you guys liked this story… I sure loved writing it and honestly, I'm really sad it's over. I don't know if you guys will like the ending, but here it is.

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Chapter 21: The final Chapter

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There are no words to describe the way I felt. My knees went week, my heart dropped to my feet and the tear I had been holding finally shed down my face. When I saw Connor there, it was almost like the word vanished and time stopped. I wanted to run to him, to hug him, to set him free, but the arms of the men wearing uniforms didn't let me.

What had they done to him?

"No!", Connor yelled when he saw me, trying to get out of the chair, without success.

"Connor?", I called, not even wanting to believe my own eyes.

"So as you can see, Mr. Kenway, you should consider telling us what we want to know.", the 'doctor' said.

"Let her go!", Connor yelled, making the doctor laugh.

"You know how this works. Answer the questions.", the man answered.

Connor looked at me, but said nothing. The doctor guy slowly walked next to me, looking at me from top to bottom. He touched my face and I closed my eyes.

"It's a very pretty girl. You're girlfriend has some beautiful teeth, Mrs. Kenway.", the doctor said and then turned to Connor. "Wouldn't it be a shame if we had to remove them?"

As he said that, I tried to break free of the men's control, but it didn't work. The doctor ordered a man to bring him something and a few seconds later he returned with a… tool. He approached me and forced me to open my mouth, grabbing one of my teeth with what seemed a sort of pliers.

"No! Stop it! Let go of her!", Connor yelled and I groaned, terrified.

"I will if you start talking.", the doctor answered.

There were a few seconds of nothing. 'He's not talking… Why is he not talking?'

"Alright then."

The men started pulling the tooth and I yelled with pain. Connor was sort of wheezing and I was praying he would say something. The pain caused several tears to run down my face.

"Alright! I'll speak!", Connor finally yelled and the man stepped away. I sighted with relief and the two men who were holding me let go of my arms, making me fall on the ground. I put a hand on my mouth, since it already had blood in it.

"See? It wasn't that hard. Now speak.", the doctor said.

Before anyone could say anything, the men in uniforms suddenly fell on the ground, like they were dead. The doctor just laid on the ground and covered his head, confused and scared. I ran to Connor and started untying him. When he was finally free, he held me in his arms and we just sat on the ground, hugging, with me crying like hell.

"Oh my…", I cried, putting a hand on his face, which was full of blood, "What did they do to you?"

"Did they hurt you?", he asked, passing a hand through my hair.

"No."

"Did they… Touch you?"

"No."

As we stood there, not knowing what had just happened, a few people wearing white jackets with hoods come out of corners and windows, and doors and God knows where from. Connor held me like he was making a human shield out of himself.

"It's not possible…", the doctor said as one of the hooded people approached him.

"Surprise doc'.", the hooded man said and shot him in the face.

"Oh my God…", I cried and Connor covered my face.

"It's alright, Connor. We're here to help you.", the man said, taking the hood off. Me and Connor got up. "Sorry we could only come now."

"Who are you?", Connor asked.

"Assassins."

When the man took of his hood, I saw he had a scar just like Altair/Ezio/Desmond's. He approached us and Connor stood in front of me.

"Easy, Connor. I'm on your side.", he said, "My name is Desmond Miles."

My jaw fell and I gasped. "Desmond Miles?", I asked from behind Connor.

"That's me. And I'm here to help you.", he answered. He did look like Desmond from the games… He looked more like in Assassin's Creed 3, at least based on this trailer I had seen.

"No way…", I sighted. "You realize they're making games about you?", it just came out. Desmond laughed:

"Yeah, but the 'games' hide lots of things.

"Who is he?", Connor asked.

"Well, he's… Your descendant, I guess.", I answered and Connor stared at Desmond.

"What?"

"Yes, Connor. I'm your descendant and also an Assassin.", Desmond said and Connor approached him.

"Descendant?", he asked, getting closer to Desmond with each step, "Does that mean I shall have children?", he asked and then whispered, probably thinking I wouldn't hear: "Is Hannah the mother?"

Desmond laughed. "You are the one who choses that, buddy.", he said, "Now listen, I have bad news: we need to get out of here, fast, I'll explain on the way…"

"On the way of what?", I asked.

"Hannah…", Desmond sighted, "We cannot keep Connor alive.", he said and Connor and I gasped.

"What?", we both said.

"The Templars will look for him and they will find him again. If we… take Connor away from this life, we will appear on the one he had before, in the eighteenth century.", Desmond explained. "I will explain everything on the way, but we need to get out of here."

Desmond led us to a white van that was waiting outside, hiding us from the guards and dropping them unconscious when necessary. The trip took about twenty minutes and he did explain everything on the way. Connor didn't allow Desmond or any of his friends Assassins to get too close to me. It was cute that he wanted to protect me, but it was also getting annoying.

"Here's the thing: I know Hannah appeared on the eighteenth century before Connor came to 2012. This happened because Hannah has what we call a 'time clone'.", Desmond started explaining and I just got even more confused. "This 'time clone' is like another you, but from another time. It's not very frequent. Less than half of the people have it. Rebecca as one."

Rebecca exists too?

"How do these 'clones' work? It usually happens when you have the exact same age as an ancestor of yours in a certain time. I don't know much about that, but according to Rebecca, the frequency of appearing in another time varies from person to person. To her it happens quite often. But whenever you appear, you stay there until you die in that time and come back to this one, which is bad in frequent cases like hers, because she already had to kill herself there to come back."

"Is her… clone in the eighteenth century too?", I asked.

"No… Hers is in the second world war time.", Desmond said.

I sighted, putting a hand on my head. "It's not possible… It's not real…", I said to myself and Connor put an arm around me.

"Listen, there are things I can't explain to you, but you out of all people should believe these things. By the way, the fact that your 'clone' is in Connor's time and his is on yours is a total coincidence."

Was it?

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We got to this house that looked like any other house, but wasn't. When we got in, a woman, whom I guessed who she was right away came to greet us:

"Hi… Rebecca Crane. Thank God you're alright".

Basically we greeted different Assassins (including Shaun) with me constantly pinching myself and then Desmond took as to a room that had… The Animus.

"I have a question.", I finally said when we got there. One out of a thousand.

"Of course.", Desmond answered.

"Why did the Templars want Connor? He's from three centuries ago.", I said and then turned to him, "No offense."

"Control the past, control the future.", Desmond said and I sighted. "What's wrong?"

I gasped: "What's wrong? This is wrong. It's not possible. This is not possible.", I almost yelled, freaking out.

"I know it's hard, Hannah, but it's happening to you and you have to accept it.", Desmond said, "Now here comes the really hard part: we can't risk having Connor here. We're going to have to send him to his time, by…"

"Killing me.", Connor sighted and Desmond nodded.

"No…", I almost cried, "It can't end like this… He can't…".

Connor hugged me: "Isn't there any other way?", he asked Desmond.

Desmond sighted and took a couple of seconds to talk. "Would you like to go with him?"

My heart stopped. The question was for me. "What?"

"That is why I brought you here, to the Animus… With it we can send you to Connor's time, back to him.", he explained and Connor looked at me with hope.

"What? Like… Go there and stay there? Forever?", I asked.

"Whether you stay there for eight seconds or eighty years, in this time it will be just a moment until you wake up again. You can live there and then come back here when you… Die.", he said and I didn't even want to believe it.

"Go.", Connor said and I didn't want to look at his face that moment, "We can be together…"

"But… My family and friends…", I said.

"You will always come back here after you live there. It's like you get to have two lives.", Desmond said.

"Yeah, but I won't even remember them if I stay there for the rest of my life. I mean, half of my life…", I shook my head with confusion, "I can't just leave them."

"You never forget about the ones you love… Besides, we can have a life together…", Connor said and almost cried, "Hannah, please… I love you. I don't want to go back without you. I know there is a war going on and I'm… An Assassin, but I will protect you from everything and…"

As he talked, my thoughts took over my head and I no longer heard his voice. What do I do? Stay here and pretend like nothing ever happened? But I will always think of him… I love him. Go with him and do what? Have a little Mohawk wedding and little Mohawk babies? In the middle of a war? Stay away from my family? In a place where I can't have a freaking toothbrush? I had many things keeping me here and the only one taking me away to the past was him. Him… Connor Kenway… My love.

"Hannah?", Connor's voice stabbed my thoughts.

"Connor…", I sighted, crying and he realized what I was thinking.

"You wish to stay…", he said.

I turned to Desmond: "What do you think?"

"I think…", he started, "…If you don't go you will always wonder what life with him would've been like."

I stared at the Animus.

"I'm sorry, Connor. We need to send you back to your time and prove we did that to the Templars. Otherwise, they will never leave us alone.", Desmond said. Connor looked scared. "You will feel no pain."

"Khenorónhkhwa.", Connor said, but appeared to be talking to Desmond. "I love her."

"I'm sorry… You can't stay and I can't force her to do anything, Connor. Listen, if she does go, keep her a secret. If the Templars ever find out that we let a girl go to your time... Just... I don't know, don't tell the templars about her, change her name, whatever. She has to be a secret. Or she might be atacked in this time. ", Desmond sighted.

Some men came in the room and wanted to take Connor, saying they had to do that as soon as possible. I could not believe that was happening. Connor looked at me and we hugged… For the last time?

"Konnorónhkwa.", he said, "I love you." We kissed and then he was taken from me.

I cried with my hands on my face. They're going to kill him… Connor…

I looked at Desmond and then at the Animus.

"You're crying…", Desmond sighted, You don't say, "You don't want to go."

"No, I'm crying because I do… But I can't.", I answered. I stared at the Animus again. Damn it!

"I know you'll go, Hannah.", Desmond said and I looked as confused as I was. "When I was living Connor's memories… I saw you there."

I almost smiled.

"And you were so happy.", he added.

I looked at the Animus again. It was like that… machine was a door… to a life with Connor.

"Go on…", Desmond said, "I'll be here when you come back."

"But… My family, friends, Snowball… Ade…", I cried.

"They will too."

I looked at the goddamn machine for many seconds until I sighted and walked towards it. There were so many things I didn't understand...

"Fuck it.", I said as I laid on the Animus. Desmond smiled. He called Rebecca and they both started that thing.

What the hell are you doing, Hannah?, I thought to myself.

"See you in… A while.", Desmond said.

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And then I woke up.