It's been almost three years since my second escape from Manticore. Two years since Logan and I finally took the plunge and said the vows. A year since we lost two more members of our family to Manticore. Sometimes it's hard to believe Zack is actually gone for good this time. I can still see Syl holding his lifeless frame as she took her last breaths. At least they found each other before their time in the happy now…Max trailed off as she wiped a tear from her eye. She was standing on the edge of the Space Needle, her favorite spot besides Logan's bed, as she looked out over the broken city. Seattle hadn't changed much in the last three years, but was ever so slowly recovering from its depression.
She ran her hand over the memorial plague Logan had made after she had been recaptured. "To all those who lost their innocence at the hands of the iron castle, and are now the brightest stars in the heavens. For Max, my dark angel, and her fallen brothers and sisters." Looking down at the city, Max smiled.
"Hey Max," Logan called from the observation deck. "I think sitting that close to the edge is against doctor's orders." Logan chuckled at her as-if smirk. "Okay, so it makes your husband incredibly nervous."
"I'm just showing the twins the view and letting them meet their aunts and uncles," Max explained as she carefully stood up. "Two more months and I won't be able to do this, ya know?"
"Three more months, and we'll have our twins," Logan said grasping her hand to pull her up on the deck with him. "C'mon, Jace just called. I think she's nervous about the ceremony."
"What about Charlie?"
"He's been through this before, except now he knows exactly what he's getting himself into."
Max turned to look up at Logan. "Hard to believe Jace is marrying Charlie, but you know I have this feeling that Tinga and Victor are glad they found one another."
Logan smiled and walked to stand by the door to the stairs, while Max looked down at the city one last time.
We've lost a lot in our war against Manticore. Brothers, sisters, and friends. But we've also gained a lot. We can build lives, knowing that we aren't hunted anymore. We can have friends. And we can have love. We don't have to be afraid anymore. Like Herbal says 'It's all good all the time.' Max thought as she and Logan made their way off the Space Needle and headed to calm down the blushing bride.
As Max and Logan laughed with another, a raven landed on the memorial plaque and let out it's melancholy caw.