Laxus stood in the middle of the guild, shell shocked. His mind shut down. His dragon roaring at him to go to his mate. His legs plastered to the floor. His hulking stature was becoming a hinderance to the process of getting his mate up to the infirmary. Wendy had done all she could, already pretty drained from their final quest battle. She had used every drop of magic she had to keep her friend, no, big sister, alive and somewhat stable on the long trip home. Erza had cleaned out her cart, sending all her "trophies" into a requip space, to use as a transport for Lucy and Wendy.
Erza, Natsu, Gray, and Wendy looked line they had been through the ringer.
"What happened?" Mirajane sobbed. The barely conscious members of team Natsu shared a look. Gray was the one who spoke up. "She saved me, saved us. Damnit!!! Some kind of energy beam was headed straight for us. She threw herself in the way of it. She was the only one who saw it coming. She stood between us and the beam. Shielded us with her body. She turned around and said something, but all we could make out was goodbye. She... she..." the stoic ice mage broke down. While Elfman and Gajeel carried her prone form up the stairs Natsu pulled Laxus out of his daze and over to a corner. "Laxus, I didn't tell the rest of the team, but her last words were for you. She said 'Tell Laxus I'm sorry and I love him. Goodbye.' She had a smile the whole time. Laxus, I told her everything. Slayer mating, the rituals, the the pull to each other that wouldn't work unless you and the dragon agreed upon it. You botched it big time man, but she was equally responsible. She knew what she did. She worked the entire time on bettering herself and working through her insecurities. When, not if, she pulls through, you two are going to need to have a long talk." Laxus nodded and broke down, crying into his fellow dragon slayer's shoulder.
