There is so much freaking death on this show, man – and poor Annie, hasn't had time to collect herself and actually grieve or mourn for those she's lost. (Including, the person she used to be.) So, what better place than that church to do so? Ergo, this insert to the ep. before Calder arrives.

I promise an actual A&A chapter soon, hopefully before the next ep, but the idiot went and slept with his dead ex-wife, who is actually dead now, and I just...my emotions are a little confused.

Let perpetual light shine upon them,

She hasn't stepped inside a church in –– she can't remember the last time she stepped inside a church.

And after the things she's done, she's not sure she deserves to.

(We tortured a man. You shot him, he's dead. That doesn't affect you?)

...I don't have time.)

Right now, she takes the time.

To reflect –– to mourn.

The lives she's had to take, out of self defense, she tells herself were those of evil, ones who would have had no misgivings about ending her life, no remorse for the damage, and suffering they left in their wake.

She tells herself that, but it doesn't make it easier.

It doesn't relieve her of the anger, and hate in her heart that's been fueling her for so long.

Ever since they lost Jai – since he was taken from them.

She breathes in and lights the match; the first candle is for him.

A friend, a good man, who for all his flaws, at his core, had one of the kindest hearts she'd ever encountered ––

Proving that the sins of the father, need not always be passed down to son.

The candle lights, and she exhales.

For a friend she could trust in a world laced with lies.

Her hand raising to the spot over her chest, she closes her eyes.

The next, is for Simon.

A man who had taken her by surprise at every turn, a distraction when her heart had been hurting that had turned into so much more before she even realized what was happening.

He'd killed for her, died for her.

Sacrificed himself because he loved her.

She still keeps the chain with her, safe and tucked away – a reminder, and a promise to his sister.

For the love she lost.

And this one, she strikes the match once more, is for Megan, and for the Chens.

A candle for all those who didn't choose this life, but had it thrust upon them.

Good people, reduced to assets – pawns – caught in the crossfire of this never ending war.

For the ones she couldn't save.

––Like Theo.

Another match, another candle for another member of her team – her second family.

Someone who had spent his whole life, without people who truly cared, who he could trust – but who had somehow found it in him to put his trust in her.

For her brother.

So, she tells herself that she's doing all this for them – to speak for the ones she's lost, after the wicked have robbed them of their voices;

Lena, Seth, Goodman –others that had taken an oath, to protect the lives of others, to serve their country and fight the good fight for the greater good.

Whom instead, had let greed and power drive them, who were consumed by the darkness.

But, it doesn't relieve her of the anger, and hate ––

––and the cross she has to bear for the lives she's taken.

(You're a monster, Jessica – just like he is.)

A candle for the fallen.

She hears the sound of footsteps approaching, as she lights the match for the last time.

For Annie Walker.

Daughter, sister, aunt and lover.

A woman who believed that good would conquer all, that justice would prevail.

Who had hope.

Someone who'd let go of all she had left, the only place she'd called home, her team and family – the man she loved, all in order to fight for them all –– not sure she'd ever get them back.

Now left teetering on the edge of becoming everything she hates.

For the part of her soul she's left behind.

"There are a lot of ghosts in here. It's nice not to be the only one."

And, may the souls of the faithful departed, through the mercy of God, rest in peace.

Amen.