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Spoilers for Season 5, Episode 4 "The Bullet that Saved the World".
See disclaimer in Chapter 1.
If I Die Young
Chapter 3: 2036
Lord make me a rainbow, I'll shine down on my mother
She'll know I'm safe with you when she stands under my colors, oh well
Life ain't always what you think it ought to be, no
Ain't even grey, but she buries her baby
They had finally found her. Their little girl lost to them for twenty-one years had returned to them. She was a grown woman, fighting a war that they couldn't prevent. Putting her life on the line each and every day for the hope that one day the world would be theirs again and free of the Invaders.
Etta never gave up and paid for it with her life at the hands of the Observer, Windmark. In the empty warehouse, the gunshot reverberated through Peter and Olivia, the two of them dropping everything and rushing to where they last saw her, Walter close on their heels.
Sliding in front of her, Peter reached his daughter first. "No, no, no," he repeated, feeling a sense of déjà vu from more than twenty years ago. The pain from so much death filling his heart breaking it once more.
It wasn't any more than a few seconds before Olivia reached them, cradling her daughter's face in her hands, reassuring her, "You're going to be okay, but we're going to have to move you."
Etta shook her head, already resigned to her fate, something her parents refused to believe. "We're not going to leave without you," Peter told her, his voice breaking.
"You don't have a choice. You won't make it with me; I'll slow you down," Etta replied as she initiated the countdown on the anti-matter baton that was lying next to her. "You have to leave."
Pulling Etta's attention to her, Olivia's voice hitched as she came to a realisation that she was going to fail her daughter again. "Etta, I love you so very much." She glanced at Peter, who was fighting his own tears and desperately tried to stay in control of her emotions.
"I know," Etta replied holding out her hand to her mother, giving her the bullet that once adorned her neck. Peter couldn't take it anymore, not wanting to relive losing his daughter; he drew Etta to his chest and sobbed. Behind them, Walter wept at seeing his son cradle his dead daughter in his arms, and the loss of his granddaughter.
Slowly pulling himself together, Walter pleaded with Peter. "She's gone, son. We need to go."
Peter, Olivia and Walter stood at the end of the street as they watched the warehouse disappear in a blinding light of exploding anti-matter. The finality of Etta's death, almost crippling them, but they knew they had to go on and save the world. For Etta.
In the darkness of her room in Harvard, Olivia held the necklace close to her heart. This was the bullet that saved the world originally and was now a source of hope. She was going to live so that her daughter's sacrifice would not be in vain.
The End
Well that's the end of my short little series. I hope you enjoyed it and if you feel like reviewing, please do so.