Well, it's the end. I thank you all for sticking out the wait for the updates on this story, and although I wish I could have made it 13 chapters, it seems that I have to close the curtains here in chapter 12. The support from all who have been faithful readers/followers/reviewers of mine means way more than you can imagine. You guys truly make the writing experience great. I hope this chapter serves you well. Enjoy~

Taina inhaled the familiar rugged scent of Dominic's fabled leather jacket. It had been a long time since she'd felt the slightly rough, porous material, or smelled the Cedarwood oil he used to treat it. The soft strumming of the acoustic guitar used to play Dominic's favorite song wrapped them in it's melody as they slow danced in the middle of the room.

You're safe Babe, from the noises in your head...

"I miss you so much," Taina said with a shaky voice as tears slowly rolled down her cheeks.

You're safe Babe-

"I know... I've been looking over your shoulder ever since. Why didn't you tell me?"

..from the voices in your head...

"I didn't want you to worry about me. It wasn't easy for me to deal with, I didn't know how it would have been for you..."

"Taina," Dominic said sternly stopping in place, "I love you- your problems are mine. Don't you think a heads up before I died would have been better?"

Taina's lips pressed together tightly as she fought back an onset of tears. Dominic sighed taking Taina's hand that rest on his shoulder in his own hand.

"I don't blame you for anything that happened. If we could have prevented it, but we didn't, then oh well; what can we do about it now?"

Taina brung the back of Dominic's hand to her lips. She kissed his hand for a long time as more tears flooded over the span of her cheeks. "I was never worthy of you," she whispered as she pressed his hand to her cheek.

"Hey," Dominic said cupping her chin in his free hand, "Never, ever, say that again. I couldn't have imagined my life without you."

Dominic placed his hands on either side of Taina's face and used his thumbs to wipe her tears away. He kissed the top of her head and rest his forehead against hers touching the tip of his nose to the bridge of hers.

"I need you, Taina, but the team needs you more."

Taina pulled back to look up at Dominic who looked down at her with a hint of pain.

"Wha-?"

Dominic pulled her towards the door and gripped the handle, "They need you now. I'll always be right here when you need me."

"NO!" Taina screamed pulling back. Dominic looked up at her completely caught off guard. "I want to stay here with you."

Dominic let go of the door handle to step towards her, "Do you know what you're saying?" Taina nodded slowly wiping her free hand across her eyes. "Are you sure you want to do this?"

Taina nodded again as she locked her fingers in with his. Dominic pulled her to him and wrapped his free arm around her waist. She looked up just as he began to lean in and their lips met in what was possibly the sincerest kiss they had ever shared. The music and the world around them seemed to fade away. Nothing in this moment mattered more than Taina was finally happy. Finally free. But most importantly, finally back with Dominic...

Father Durand and Olivier shouted the Lord's Prayer as they rest their hands on Taina's shoulders. A hellish wind swirled around the small room catching loose sheets of paper in its fury. The creaking of wood beams, whistling wind, and banging on the furniture around them drowning out their voices. Taina's body convulsed heavily as Father Durand and Olivier prayed over her. A disembodied growl escaped her throat as the words of the prayer tormented the devil inside of her body.

"In the name of thy Lord Jesus Christ I command you demon, TELL ME YOUR NAME!"

The loud rasp of a deep breath sounded over all other sounds as "Taina" took in a deep breath.

"Calii-iigoooo! Ca-liiiii-gooooo!"

Father Durand placed the crucifix of his rosary against Taina's head, "Caligo, I see you- and command that you release this daughter of Jehovah to return to hell. You have no standing in this domain. I command that you never return to her, for she is now protected by the blood of our Lord God. Amen..."

The wind, creaking, and pounding seemed to stop as instantly as the 'n' rolled off of Father Durand's tongue. The only sounds now were the soft fluttering of the sheets of falling paper and a silent gurgle coming from Taina's throat. The darkness around her eyes and the small cracks in her skin faded gradually yet quickly. The air felt lighter, and the sunshine that returned through the windows felt warmer than usual. The atmosphere of the room felt tranquil and liberating.

"Taina?" Father Durand asked as he placed a hand on her head. "Taina!?"

Olivier placed two fingers against the soft spot just under her jawline. The usual flutter of a pulse wasn't there. He checked her wrist and felt nothing there as well before placing a hand on her chest. Olivier sighed, shaking his head slowly. Father Durand stared at him in disbelief before looking back down at Taina's now lifeless body. There was a rapping at the door which Olivier was quick to get. Hermione came bouncing in before Olivier had hardly opened the door. A sadness now befell them as she rubbed herself against one of Taina's legs before lying between her feet. She gave a weak mew as her ears fell flat on the back of her head.

"I'll call my director and let her know we're coming back early..." Olivier said running a hand through his hair.

Father Durand nodded slowly as he turned to take a seat. He had been a priest for over half of his life and he had never lost someone. He was in just as much shock as Olivier. Especially to a soul such as Taina's.

"I've arranged for an ambulance to pick her up. We'll be leaving tomorrow. Je suis désolé, Pere Durand," Olivier said placing a heavy hand on his shoulder.

Father Durand placed a hand on top of his as he stared at the floor. The next twenty minutes would be the longest of their life as they waited on the ambulance to arrive. Olivier ran his hands over his face as he walked to Father Durand's door. He wanted to say something more to Father Durand, but he didn't know what else to say.

"I'll see you again very soon," Olivier said giving Father Durand a small wave before stepping out.

"Take care of yourself, and remember to be safe, Olivier. The battle is never truly over," Father Durand said as he watched Olivier walk to his car. He watched Olivier drive away as he began to break down. Although his home life was returning to normal, it was still very different. It was just him, his cats, and now- his guilt.

Sao Paulo, Brasil

Cemitério Da Consolação

1:00 p.m.

Everyone in Team Rainbow watched as an ivory casket covered in peace lilies was lowered into the ground. The sorrowful cries of Taina's mother and aunts still filled the air, even as they walked away from the burial site. Olivier stared down into the pit as he watched the graveyard workers outfit the casket in her grave. It had been nearly a week since she was moved from France to Brazil for her burial, and yet Olivier still couldn't find any good reason that she would have died. But, judging by the slight smile she wore on her face, she had found some sort of happiness wherever she were when the demon took over. The demon... Father Durand had asked him not to say anything to anyone about it. After all, who would take them seriously? Vincente stepping up beside Olivier caught his attention. He turned to look at the worn out senior unable to read his full expression due to his eye patch. The obvious frown he held his mouth in telling of either anger or sadness- maybe even a bit of both.

"Capitao, I'm so sorry," Olivier began.

Vincente turned to face Olivier. His only eye dull from years of hardness bestowed upon him still held a tone of grief. He slapped the palm of his hand down on Olivier's shoulder and gave him a weak smile.

"I know you did everything you could for her. She was plagued for a long time with that darkness over her. I know that somewhere in the universe, my daughter is happy with Dominic." He gave Olivier one final nod before placing his hands in his pockets and walking off to speak to a group of older men that could only have been Taina's brothers. The soft crunching of grass drawing near caught Olivier's attention as Emma came walking over.

"Olivier, I'm so proud of you," she said flashing him a bright and sincere smile.

"For what? She died, Emma. There was nothing I could do."

Emma shook her head, "For at least trying to help her. Everyone of us besides Dom and Vincente looked at her without thinking she may have needed help. We all looked at her like she was some kind of devil," she said turning to look down at the stone marking Taina's grave.

Olivier's heart panged with a quick hit of adrenaline. How ironic was it that Emma chose that phrase over all others?

"Well," she began turning to look back at Olivier, "I'm going to go back with the other's. Don't say 'goodbye' for too long." She stood forward on her tip toes to lean up and give him a kiss on his cheek then walking away to join Gustave, Julien, and Gilles. Olivier watched her walk away as he lingered on the kiss she had just planted on his cheek.

Olivier...

He flinched, turning to look around the graveyard as he heard his name whispered in his ear. The air was still except for the rustling leaves, and the only sound came from the distant chatter of the funeral party behind him. Olivier sighed pulling his coat tightly around him. He gave one last look to Taina's headstone and turned to join the others. He looked back up to where Emma had join the rest of the GIGN squad and stopped dead in his tracks. He stared long and hard following the every move. There, amongst the mourners, a skeletal figure blacker than dark matter with sharp fingers, and on it's head- a hood.

I hope the ending I chose for both Caveira and Lion did this story some kind of justice. I know you all felt the story has been killer (haha) so far, and I really wanted to throw you guys through a loop with the ending. Anyway, thanks again for reading~

Credit where it's due:

Plot came from the move "The Rite" (available on Netflix).This story is heavily based on this movie, and if you have Netflix I HIGHLY recommend it.

Song lyrics come from the movie "Heartthrob".

Also, Deathly Hallows pt. 2 (I think) inspired the first bit of scenery for the reunion with Bandit.

With special thanks to Ubisoft for the Operation Chimera soundtrack which helped make this story what it is.