A/N: In my head, I imagine Ethan had a lot more to say than anybody knew.
'I've never been much good with goodbyes. It's easy to say it, when you know you're going to see that person again. But when you're not going to, it's difficult. You were a good dancer, a better friend and an amazing person. We're lucky this group is staying together without you here to be the glue. But that's what you taught us. How to stick together when things got tough. That's what I'll always remember about you. How friendship was more important to you than anything else in the world. We danced at the prix for you, all of us. Then me and Abbi danced a pas de deux piece for you at impresions biggest showcase yet. You probably would have loved Barcelona. Not cold at all. Someday, ballet will become an Olympic sport. It's the least we can do. We've all called your voicemail, no matter what everyone says. It keeps our memories alive to remember what you sounded like. I can't believe it's been so long already. I guess I just needed time to find my goodbye.' Ethan hit "send" and let out a sigh of relief. After so many months, he realised just how much he'd wanted to say, and how he wanted to say goodbye.