A/N: I still have writer's block. I need help!
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"Here, ma'am, let me help you." Leon held an arm out to a weakened woman.
He helped her out of the prison and into the open air. He saw Abel, sitting alone on a sidewalk, looking at nothing and depressed. Bad road, bad road. Leon thought as he deposited the woman with Tres. He walked over to Abel.
"Hey, she'll come back." He clapped a hand on Abel's shoulder. When there was no response, he let Abel.
"I didn't." he whispered.
"Cardinal Kate mission report: John L. Onigoma was illegally genetically evolving Methuselahs. He has been taken to prison and is now receiving punishment from the Inquisition. Victims are being returned to their homes and receiving proper medical treatment. Miss Stella Iceheart remains missing."
"And Father Nightroad?"
"He's…. he just needs some time." Michael Leon interjected.
The room was full of people. Cardinal Kate stood on the side of the desk, just as she had years ago. Catharine sat at the desk; the same but for her once golden curls were white. Tres stood in front, and both Leons leaned against the walls.
"Damn it! This is Sister Noelle all over again." Leon Sr. muttered. "'cept this time we don't have Esther to cheer him up."
Mention of the deceased Queen darkened the room's atmosphere considerably.
"He'll have us." Catharine said loudly.
Both Leons nodded.
"Do we have any idea where Stella is?"
"Miss Stella Iceheart ran in the direction of the lab after she was shot in the abdomen. We followed her blood trail to a woman trapped in a room in the lab. She said she observed Miss Stella Iceheart pursuing 'Him'. The woman was too far into a state of delirium when we mentioned 'him' that we could not extract information as to who 'he' is." Tres said.
Catharine pressed her lips together. "Fine. All we can do is keep her in our prayers."
They fell silent then, as if praying for her right there.
Abel walked around the fountain, remembering the last time he had felt like this, Esther had been there to comfort him and it had been raining. He sat and raised his head to the sky.
"Esther, I'm so sorry… I think… I feel like…" He hung his head. "I've done as you asked, Esther."
The note was held, crumpled in his hands. The only words that were still readable, were the last advice Esther had given him.
Abel, I want you to love again.
A/N: I'm sorry, I wasn't sure how to end this. God, this is hard! Sorry if I disappointed you guys. Look out for the sequel!