"Same Shit Different Day" ― Stephen King


EPILOGUE

Continuum

2 Months later… Australia…12:30PM

It was hot and the streets were crowded as Ross stood next to a pole. She lifted her sunglasses and mounted them on her head and pulled out on old grey Nokia cell phone.

After 15 minutes of waiting Ross watched as an older man with white hair walked out of a café and got into an old looking car. Ross turned her body so that she was facing the car so that the driver could see her.

She watched as Frost looked up and made eye contact with her. As he sat rooted to his seat she smirked and winked at him before she pressed send on the phone.

In a matter of seconds Frosts car was engulfed in flames. She watched as people screamed and scatted all around the car. After a few minutes she put her sunglasses back on and walked away dropping the phone she used to detonate the car bomb into a trash bin.

When she was few blocks away she pulled out a satellite phone and dialed a number she knew by heart. After a few rings she heard a familiar male voice on the other line and she smiled.

"So Finch, about that job offer?"


AN: I finished my first story. I hope you all liked it and I really appreciate all the reviews and words of encouragement I got from everybody. :)

This story arc is going to be part of a trilogy. I'm going to write a sequel to this and it's going to be focused on John and Joss rebuilding their relationship. As much as I wanted to cram some love into this story I felt that it would better if I just dedicated a whole entire story to rebuilding their relationship. As a heads up the 2nd big story in my trilogy is going to be entitled: Dangerous Games.

I'm also going to write some cute, funny, sexy and sad short case fics (2-5 chapters long) thrown in between to help me develop my OC (Alexander Ross).

Since I finished this story early I'll try to get my first short case fic up sometime next week, entitled: Theme Party

Also I'll be updating my unrelated Secret Admirer stand alone story and my Songs of Expression.