Carolina was the first to move. She lashed out. "Godammit, Church! Why the fuck would you do this?!" She screamed, pushing on her head with both hands. This really was happening. Her best friend was gone, and there was nothing she could do this time. It was over. She felt exactly how she'd felt after Project Freelancer was gone. After York had died, after Maine was taken over by the bastard of an AI, Sigma. After her entire family destroyed each other. And that was what the Freelancers were to her; family. Church was family, too. He was her brother, even though it was in a fucked up way. Now, he was gone.

Wash walked closer to Carolina, reaching to put his hand on her shoulder. She moved away, not wanting any comfort. Right now, she needed to be angry. She had to vent. She stormed off, Wash turning to follow her, but Tucker stopping him.

"Let her be. She needs time." Tucker whispered. He couldn't talk louder, because if he did that, he knew he would break down. Even though him and Church's relationship was a bit bumpy, he'd grown closer to him in the past month that they'd spent on Chorus. He cared a lot for Church, and it never occurred to him that he might lose him some day. Well, until now.

Wash turned away from where Carolina ran, and walked closer to the group. He wanted to say something encouraging to them, to make them feel better, but he was speechless. There was nothing to say. At least, not right now. Right now, they needed to grieve. Wash walked closer to Caboose, who was still, like he had been turned into a statue. His head was pointed down, stuck that way. Then he heard a silent sob.

The yellow striped soldier put his hand on Caboose's shoulder, and said, "It's okay, Caboose. Everything will be fine." Except, it wasn't fine. It would take them a long time to recover and he knew it. The weird thing was though, he didn't feel anything. The fact that his friend was gone was too much and his mind must have just been denying it, because he didn't feel bad at all.

"Well, this sucks." Grif said, quietly. He didn't really know what else to say. Church had been his enemy at first, for years they had been fighting each other in Blood Gulch. He never expected that one day his team would condone to being friends with the enemy. Hell, Sarge seemed like he still wasn't friends with them, but by the way he was completely silent, Grif could tell his sergeant was affected.

"Y-yeah." Donut answered, which was the first thing he said since the recording ended. Grif heard the tremor in his voice, so it was obvious his lightish-red teammate was upset as well.

Wash watched his friends start to show their reactions. It broke his heart more than Epsilon's message. The emotions of Epsilon being gone still hadn't hit him. It was like there was a blank spot in his mind, and he refused to process this loss. He was mostly worried about Caboose. He knew that the blue valued Church a lot. He remembered when he was depressed because Carolina and Church had left them alone. Of course, Freckles made him feel better, but that was him just denying his feelings.

"Well, I think we should start to call for help. The UNSC will be faster than Hargrove was, most likely." Wash suggested. It was all he could say, considering if he said anything relating to Church then he would surely break. Epsilon was his friend too, after all.

"What the Hell, Wash? Church is gone. Why do you care if we're saved or not?!" Tucker practically screamed at him. Ouch. Tucker really didn't care to be saved? Wash's emotions finally appeared, and it was bad. He walked away into the forest, causing Tucker to sigh. Maybe he shouldn't have said that.

"What do we do now?" Doc asked, feeling completely useless in this situation. Usually, he would suggest they breathe deeply, or just to be calm, but now, it seemed nothing would work. No one responded.

A few minutes passed, and Wash returned, looking a bit more composed than when he left.

"There's a ship coming to get us. Say goodbye to Chorus, I guess. We should o meet up with Kimball and all the lieutenants." Wash advised. Tucker was still angry. Why was Wash not upset? Did Epsilon mean anything to him or was he just another dumb AI? It didn't make sense.

"Yeah, we should do that. But we have to find Carolina first. She still hasn't-Wait." Tucker felt a presence in his mind. It wasn't Epsilon, though. It was the feeling of fear. Theta.

A small pink-ish hologram appeared in front of him. It was Theta.

"Theta! Is there any sign of Epsilon? Is he still alive?" Wash rushed through his sentence. Maybe there was hope after all. Caboose immediately moved his head towards Theta. Was his best friend okay?

"No. But the rest of us are here." Theta advised. At least the rest of the AIs were okay. Wash was disappointed, and Caboose looked down. Church really was gone.

All the AIs appeared; Sigma, Eta, Iota, Delta, Omega, and Gamma. No Epsilon, though. After a few seconds, they all disappeared.

"You remember in his message, he said they would be here." Tucker didn't use Church's name, which Wash took note of.

"Yeah. I'm going to go look for Carolina. You guys head to where Kimball and everyone else is. I'll catch up." Wash advised, and started walking.

It took him half an hour, but he found Carolina. She was sitting against a tree, her knees pulled up against her chest, staring blankly. There were tear tracks on her cheeks, obviously she'd been crying.

"We're heading towards Kimball's ship. Come on." Wash reached out his hand, an offer to help her stand up. She took it, and they walked silently towards where the reds and blues were.