Epilogue

Joe climbed into his P-40 Warhawk, closely followed by Polly and Franky. Their mission was complete. They had killed Spoletta, which had resulted in the vaporizing of his entire spirit-army. And they were tired. Joe brought the engine into life and taxied briefly before lifting off into the night sky. Light was beginning to peek over the mountains behind them; it was nearly morning, which meant they should reach the base before nightfall.

Five Hours Later

Joe turned quickly to check up on Polly and Franky, and then turned back to the controls. They had been blessedly quiet over the last few hours, and Joe could see now that they were asleep.

His eyes were on the sky and his thoughts elsewhere when he heard a groan from behind him.

He turned his head again to see Polly's eyes flutter open.

She smiled, and then opened her mouth to speak.

"Are we there yet?"

Complete.

A/N: Wow, it's been a while since I first began this fic. I can't believe it's over. Perhaps I'll write a sequel. Huge thanks to all who reviewed, you guys are great! Until the next fic,

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