Epilogue

Raven's Pov

The steam from my five o'clock tea draws my attention away from the manuscript that I had been writing.

I didn't even hear Meg put it on the table. My table.

It's been five years and still, it is hard for me to think of it as my table and not fathers or Stellan's.

Looking back to the screen my eyes come across the last word written.

Please

My eyes water up. I don't think that I can write what happened after that, at least not in detail. The nightmares have finally stopped constantly hunting me. Though that might have something to do with my now very busy schedule. I don't know how Stellan managed to be a detective on the side. I could always hire someone to run the business for me or sell it. But I kind of feel close to my older brother while going through the files as is the same with painting so I keep at it. No matter if it is exhausting and quite mundane at times.

Though with all the excitement I have experienced in my earlier years a bit of mundaneness isn't so bad.

There is a knock on my door.

A mop of black hair accompanied by green eyes peaks through the door.

"Hey, Raven" Kurt starts softly "are you taking a break now?" he asks looking at the low table and the tea set laid out on it. Megan must have done that too.

"Yeah." I close my computer as I stand and take my cup to the beanbag near the window. It's not supposed to be in here but I like sitting in it while looking over the garden. Particularly the family shrine near the back of the garden. It gives me the feeling of looking over my family, even though you can't really look over the dead I suppose.

Kurt comes to stand behind me. "You know that he did it because he loved you right," He says sighing, "we have been over this."

Yeah, we had been over this.

Stellan tracked us down and him, Hiroshi, Will and Tanya had infiltrated the building. They got us out of the cell and we had almost made it out when we got ambushed. In the mix of the fight, I fell off the railing which would have been fine I had jumped out of windows that are higher but the five bullets that game filing at me at the same time glassed with my concentration it was either break my neck or get shot. In the end, I didn't have to make the choice because Stellan made it for me by jumping off the railing and taking the bullets in my stead.

All I could do was get us to the ground safely and hold his hand in the last moments. He had the mind to smile.

His last words were a nightly contented in my dreams for years.

"Third time's the charm."

Kurt's hand on my shoulder brings me back to the present.

"Yeah, I know but I still wish that he hadn't left me with all this paperwork," I say looking down at the now cold tea.

There is a knowing smile on his face when he pulls me out of the bean bag and into a hug. The spilt tea soaking into the rug.

Kurt's band had finished the tour but it had silently turned into a farewell tour for them. Shortly after the end of the tour, the band disbanded. And Kurt is now working with aspiring bands and idols. He set up base here to help the Japanese make a European twist in their music if they wished. It had turned out to be a huge success.

Victor and Hiroshi still work as detectives and I help them at times because apparently, I need to get out more. Not sure how going to a murder scene helps but I do indulge them whenever I'm able. Hiroshi still eats most of his dinners here though now he usually brings his soulfinder and kid with him. I don't mind the place is huge anyway and when Tanya and Jamie visit over the summer – which has sort of become a thing too – he helps with the gravity manipulation training.

After dinner, I retired to my painting room. Picking up my supplies and an old photograph I sit in front of a canvas.

I think I might finally be able to paint the faces today.

The end.

Authors Note: Yes, that is it. No, I did not miss some chapters.

I picked this story up again after a while of being gone so sorry for all the people who wanted to see an epic battle or a sweet flowery ending. There was never going to be one. At first, I planned on writing two more stories one for Tanya and one for Megan. But Stellan was going to die anyway if not in his own story then in the next one. To move along Megan's story. But since I felt the need to finish this story before I start concentrating on writing original content you get left with this. Once again sorry if you were expecting more.