Author's Note: Hello, readers! Wow. It has been a long time coming, this final chapter. I hope to make another story to follow in the next few weeks. In the meantime, I want to take this opportunity to thank Shannara810 for her dedication to reviewing.

So, without further ado: Angel, The Epilogue

The voices of the continuum boomed around him in the vast nothingness that he was disgusted to call home.

"He should be ashamed."

"He is a disgrace to us all."

"What has Q done for this abomination?"

"Nothing"

"He should be punished"

"He should be placed in confinement, like Q was."

"That is a poor idea. Janeway could interfere again."

"We will put him in another galaxy, then"

"No. That will not do."

"He should be rehabilitated. Not punished."

So many voices pounded in his strangely-human head. He didn't know how he managed to grow up in this hell.

"What of the Brunali boy?"

"What of him? He is on Earth."

"He is no longer a threat."

"We need to discuss Q, not the boy."

"He has poisoned Q with his ideals. He should be dealt with."

Q, at the mention of his lover, stood up in the darkness.

"NO! YOU SHALL NOT HARM HIM!"

His own words echoed in his ears. It scared him how much he cared for any other being than himself. He wasn't raised that way, until he lived with Aunt Kathy. The other Q went on, speaking around him as if he weren't there.

"He fears for the boy."

"We may do more harm to Q than good."

"It would be detrimental to his recovery."

"Can't you just leave them both alone? I can take care of this." That was the voice of his father.

"No. You have done enough."

All of the talk was too much for Q. He collapsed back to the floor and curled up in the way Icheb used to do when he was sad or frightened. Unlike on Earth, there was no one to hold him. He remembered all the times that he would stroke back Icheb's walnut hair, touch his flushing cheeks, and tell him that it all would be alright. He wished that he could believe his own words as he shivered on the non-existent floor.

Icheb awoke on the bathroom floor, feeling the cold of the tile on his cheek and the stiffness in his back that comes from sleeping awkwardly. His head was throbbing, as the Elder Q had warned him would happen. His mouth tasted stale, and his eyes drooped closed, though he was wide awake. The hung-over cadet raced out of the bathroom, and to the bedroom, realizing what had happened the night before. Much to his despair, Q was gone. He slumped down onto the edge of the bed where his love had been just hours ago. The sheets were cold, so he must have left last night.

"He left me…" Icheb whispered aloud to no one.

The voices of the members of the Q continuum continued to assault Q's ears, be he was no longer listening. He became lost in his own world with the realization that he would probably never see the love of his life again. He worried about what Icheb thought of him. He must think that I left him to save my own ass. Either that, or that I just didn't care for him anymore. Q wondered, where the hell is my father in all this? Won't he do anything? Q worried about what the continuum would do to him. He wasn't left wondering for much longer. Suddenly, he found himself lost. He was nowhere. He was everywhere. He was floating in subspace, able to roam, but never to land. Q did the only thing he could. He headed for Earth, hoping that he might be able to get close enough to see the night lights of San Francisco…where his love, as long as he would live, would go on thinking of his false betrayal.

He then made a vow to himself. Wherever he goes, for as long as he lives, I will be as close to him as I can be.

He closed his eyes as he arrived, ready to settle in for the long haul.

The End