Originally I planned to make this chapter longer but I just could not find a way to do so. This is the concluding epilogue to "Divided we fall" and I would like to thank my good friend Aragorn II Elessar for his permission to write this sequel to "The Devil and the Arrow".

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Joint Task Force HQ, Washington, D.C.

Zemo was put into a special cell, just like the one Bucky was in as Everett Ross approached him, while Zemo just stared.

"Meals in 8 and 5. Toilet privileges twice a day." Everett said, while putting on a table a glass of water as he neared Zemo. "Raise your voice, zap. Touch the glass, zap. You step out of line, you deal with me. Please, step out of line." Everett crossed his arms as Zemo was silent. "So, how does it feel? To spend all that time, all that effort… to see it fail so spectacularly?"

Zemo seethed as he glared. "If not me… someone else will destroy them. You'll see. They'll make sure they'll all answer."

Everett stared, wondering if Zemo was just taunting him.

Wakanda

Steve was listening to voicemail on his phone as he heard Tony's message.

"Cap… look, I've been thinking about what you said and…" Tony sighed deeply. "I'm not ready to forgive you yet, Steve… but I understand why you didn't tell me. If our roles had been reversed and if it was Rhodey instead of Barnes, who killed your parents… I'm not sure what I would've done differently. I might have done the same thing in your place. For what it's worth… I'm not blaming you or Bucky anymore. If anyone has the blame, it's Hydra and no one else. Look, I'm not ready to get past this. Not sure if I ever will. But… if you and Barnes need help… I'll be there. I just… need some time to think. Hopefully you can understand."

The message ended as Steve smiled, glad that Tony seemed more understanding as he entered T'Challa's office as he was talking with Bucky.

"Captain, I assure you, this is the only way. In order for Sergeant Barnes to be cleansed of his programming, he will have to return to cryo-sleep stasis, so that Wakanda design group can do its work." T'Challa promised as he was talking with Bucky and Steve in his office.

"I still don't know about all this. Of course, it's up to you, Bucky." Steve turned to him.

"I've got to give it a shot. If you think there's a chance you can make it work…?" Bucky hesitated.

"The scientist leading this initiative is the most gifted in Wakanda, I'd trust her in my life." T'Challa promised.

"You sure about this?" Steve asked as they were later talking in the lab.

"I can't trust my own mind." Bucky said sadly. "So, until they figure out how to get this stuff out of my head, I think going back under is the best thing." Steve nodded, understanding. "For everybody."

Bucky entered the stasis cell as he was put into cryostasis, while Steve and T'Challa neared the windows.

"Thank you for this." Steve said.

"Your friend and my father… they were both victims. If I can help one of them find peace…" T'Challa paused.

"You know, if they find out he's here, they'll come for him." Steele pointed out.

"Let them try." T'Challa said, optimistic as they looked at the giant statue of a black panther in the distance.

Later, Star City

In the groom's room, Barry and Ray were helping Oliver with his suit, while Oliver adjusted his jacket.

"How do I look?" Oliver asked.

"Like a perfect gentleman." Barry said.

"Your heart's racing faster than any time we've ever gone out." Matt noted.

"Relax, man, even I wasn't that nervous, when remarrying Lyla." Diggle said.

"Diggle's right. Just take deep breaths, smile and tell Sara how much you love her." Ray said.

"Besides, we all got your back, buddy. You got this." Tommy added, patting Oliver on the shoulder.

"OK. I got this." Oliver said as Quentin turned to him and patted him on the shoulder too.

"I'm happy for you, Oliver." Quentin said before lowering his voice. "But break her heart and get her killed…"

Oliver chuckled and nodded, getting the message as Quentin chuckled too.

"It's going to be fine." Laurel assured Sara, adjusting her dress and gown.

"It just… feels strange, you know. I know you wanted to…"

"Look… I've realized that… I had been rushing things with Ollie and trying to turn him into someone I wanted him to be." Laurel said. "If you two make each other happy, them I'm happy for you too."

"Just smile and show him how much you love him." Thea assured Sara.

"Don't worry and relax." Felicity nodded.

Quentin accompanied Sara to the altar, where Oliver was waiting, with Matt, Tommy, Diggle, Barry and Roy at his side and Felicity, Laurel, Jemma, Thea and Moira at the bride's side as Father Lantom stepped up and cleared his throat as Cisco, Caitlin, Iris, Eddie, Danny, who had returned from his journey, Colleen, Luke, Jessica, Natasha, Hunter and Bobbi were among the guests in the wedding.

"We are gathered here to join Oliver Queen and Sara Lance in holy matrimony." Lantom said. "I have heard many amazing stories about these two and I can see how they both love each other. If there is no one, who would like to speak their mind about why these two should not be bonded by this sacred vow, may the bride and groom speak out their vows?"

Oliver cleared his throat and took a breath. "Sara… years ago… I never would have imagined we'd both end up here. When we were younger… I wasn't really capable of… loving someone as much as I love you today. Here. Now. We've both been through… so many crucibles of unimaginable proportions and… you were one of the things that has been keeping me going. My brightest light in the darkest nights of my life. And… I want you with me. Wherever it may take us."

Sara took a breath, barely able to hold back her tears. "Ollie… I… I honestly never thought… this day would come for us both. I felt… lost without you, after the Gambit and I wasn't sure we'd end up here today either. But… you've never given up on me. Even when I was ready to give up on myself. And… being here, now, today, I realize that… no matter what happens, we're always gonna stand together. I don't know where you and I are gonna end up on our journeys throughout life but… I don't want to go down this road without you. I love you."

"I love you too." Oliver nodded.

"May I ask to present the rings?" Lantom asked as Quentin pulled out the rings as Oliver and Sara put them on.

"Therefore, I pronounce you a husband and wife. You may kiss the bride." Lantom finished as Oliver and Sara kissed passionately, while everyone applauded.

"Do you think our wedding can ever go like this?" Hunter whispered as he turned to Bobbi.

"Probably. Although who knows whether our marriage will last longer than the last time." Bobbi said and Hunter glowered before they both chuckled at each other's antics.

Unknowing to them, a red-haired woman with her hair tied to a bun had been observing them from a distance, taking pictures of the wedding.

Matt went out, standing on a rooftop as Natasha approached him.

"What's going on, Matt?" Natasha asked.

"I used to listen to people's prayers." Matt said, listening to the city's noise. "In the church… and out on the street. You know, people asking for God's help or justice or… vengeance sometimes. See, it's always the same. 'Please, God.' I thought that God let me hear the prayers, so that I could answer. So, that's what I did. That's what I was trying to do. Trying to help people. But I can't do this like how I used to do it. I can't have it both ways."

"What do you mean?" Natasha asked.

"When I heard all those prayers, all those suffering people, I thought it was God's voice." Matt said. "But I was wrong. All I ever heard was people in pain. And all he ever gave any of us was…. silence."

"What are you saying?" Natasha asked, not understanding.

"I was deluding myself." Matt said. "My delusion was thinking God had anything to do with it. I can't have it both ways, but I don't get to choose who I am. This city isn't getting any better because of Matt Murdock. I'm Daredevil. Not even God can stop that now."

"Matt—"

"Tell Oliver and Sara that I'm happy for them… but I need to clear my head." Matt said as he jumped down from the rooftop, Natasha looking at him sadly.

Elsewhere, the red-haired woman entered a ruined apartment, where a man wearing a black outfit was sharpening his katana as she showed him the photo of Oliver's and Sara's wedding.

"He's happy. Thank you, Walker. This is going to help me a lot." The man said as he put on his hood and mask. "Zemo failed in crushing the Avengers, despite of the intel that I gave him."

"Married. Good for him." Ward said as he entered.

"If you hate him so much, why not kill him? You seem capable enough." Mary Walker asked as the man put down his katana and picked a knife.

"You haven't been listening. I'm not going to kill him." The man said as he got up and whirled around, throwing a knife that hit Oliver's photo on the wall right into the eye. "I'm gonna make him wish he was dead."

Yup, Mary Walker and Grant Ward joined Team Prometheus and I have other villains planned to join them too in the sequel but who knows when will I write it, since I would like to focus on writing other stories first but stay tuned. Plus, MCU's version of Helmut Zemo was basically an equivalent of Arrow's Prometheus, a villain of Tony's own making because of his actions and considering that both Zemo and Chase had been studying the heroes to learn everything about them before putting their plans into motion, it wouldn't surprise me if Chase had helped Zemo to learn everything about the Avengers.

I would also like to thank my good friend Aragorn II Elessar for his permission to write the sequel to "The Devil and the Arrow" and continuing the series "The Devil and the Hood" and I hope you have enjoyed this story a lot, buddy.

Stay tuned for the sequel.

Please review and let me know if you have enjoyed the story to its end.

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