Disclaimer: Yup...still don't own 'em.

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The day was cool and the air full of moisture, much like the soul of the woman standing by the D.C. Coastline. If one didn't know better one might think Angela Montenegro's heart was somehow connected to the sky for it seemed to be reflecting her feelings. A man approached, releasing her from the trans she had from the water.

"Ange..."

"Yeah..."

"You ready...I mean you don't have to if..."

She interrupted. " Jack, I'm fine...really. I need to do this for my- us. I need to do this for us."

"Alright as long as you're ready."

"I am."

Angela took the bag Hodgins had been holding. Out she pulled a small wooden box with a simple pencil sketch of Kirk on it and set it on the bank. Next she pulled out a small white candle and a box of matches. She lit a single match and watched it as it ignited the wick. She blew out the match and placed the candle in the box creating what is commonly known as a water lantern.

Angela's hands which held the lantern hovered over the water.

"For the beauty you have brought to me and others...and for getting me closer to letting someone in, I thank you. Good bye Kirk."

With the last of her words she placed the lantern in the water and watched as it sailed out to sea. Jack who had been watching encircled her with his arms.

"Thanks Jack."

"For what?"

"For being there...always...Now there's just one more thing I have to do."

"Yeah...what's that?"

"Burn this damn thing!"

"Your marriage license to what's his name? Babe I'm pretty sure the annulment papers took care of that." Jack said with a laugh.

"Still. Just makes me feel better knowing their gone."

Jack handed her another match and watched as she set the papers ablaze.

"What started with fire must end with fire," she said very earnestly.

"Okay, whatever you say Ange. Now can we please go to our wedding? I am sure they are wondering about us by now."

"Yes lets. Let's go get married...finally, " she said with a kiss.

"Hey look the sky's cleared!"

"It sure did...It sure did."

The End

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A/N: Hi everybody still reading or anybody who is first time reading this. I know I have been awful and its taken me four months (OMG!) to write this last chapter, life like always has been crazy and not allowed me much time. But I'm back and writing again so go ahead and let me know what your thoughts of this story are...or really anything.

A/N 2: The little ceremony thing that Angela did is part of a Chinese festival known as the Ghost Festival with a little twist to it. Water lanterns are made and drawn upon with the picture of spirits or ancestors and its significance it to help guide the lost souls to their resting place. I know that just because Michaela Conlin is part Chinese, as is Angela, does not mean she knows of or takes part in this festival but artistic value ruled out...plus I grew up in Hawaii and knew of/ participated in this festival.