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Culmination
Epilogue

The
last sensations Ky Kiske
remembered through the thick layers of unconsciousness were the brush of a
Gear�s soft fingertips against his cheek, followed by a touch of warm breath,
the whisper of lips over his mouth. They
were faint echoes of a body not his own.
His lips parted, as if in an attempt to respond, but his throat felt
tight and his breath thin. And then that
familiar warmth was gone.

Ky�s eyes fluttered slowly
open. It was dark, and he could hear the
patter of light rainfall stretching towards him from behind closed glass. For a moment his senses tossed him back, and
he was certain that when his sight cleared he would find himself among cold
stone, the smell of wet leather, and flashing crimson eyes�things he had once
forgotten. But when he moved his hand it
was drawn across clean, dry fabric, and his body was clothed in soft
warmth. His gaze focused on a tall white
ceiling. And then, the
face of a young boy leaning over him.
�Bridget�?�

�Ky?� As Bridget�s
features drew into focus Ky
could clearly see his warm smile.
�You�re awake.�

Ky reached up to rub at his
eyes, only dimly surprised to find that his hands had again been bandaged. He hadn�t been very kind to them lately. �Where am I?� he asked, stretching his body
experimentally. There was a tightness in his ribs and a dull ache in his skull, but
otherwise he seemed to be all right.

�The
Healing Ward in Benevento,� Bridget answered, tugging
his chair a little closer to Ky�s
bed. �You�ve been out for almost two
days�you must be getting used to this.�

Ky chuckled quietly as he let
his hand fall back to his stomach. By
now he could make out his surroundings in full: the white room, Bridget seated
beside him in new attire, and the window off to his right that shielded them
from the rain. �What happened?� he asked
hesitantly. �Is everyone�?�

�Everyone�s
fine,� Bridget quickly assured. He was
dressed in denim jeans and a light blue, long-sleeved and high-necked sweater.
�Anji and Chipp both woke
up and were fine when they left�they�re going with Baiken
to the Colony, I think.� His voice
lowered slightly. �The Ninth is dead,
and so is the doctor that worked with him.
Potemkin said they�re not sure yet what
they�re going to do with Dr. Galleon, though.
He�s in jail right now.�

Ky sighed. �I see.�
The Ninth was dead. Which meant
that Testament must have finished it; the thought of which rose thick emotion
in his throat. �What about�.� He faltered, lips pursing in a thin frown. He wasn�t even sure how to begin asking what
had happened�he remembered nothing after his last exchange with Sol, and
looking back on it now he should have been ashamed of his rash, selfish
behavior. �Bridget, I�.�

Bridget�s
smile deepened as he slipped his hand into Ky�s. �It�s
all right�no one�s mad at you. If that�s
what you wanted to ask.� He tilted his
head to the side. �Everything worked
out, right?�

�Yes,
I suppose so.� Ky stretched again, settling himself more comfortably
against the mattress. �I know�it must
not make much sense to you,� he murmured.
�And I know I was foolish. I
could have gotten one or both of us killed�and if you�d needed me�.� He closed his eyes as his lips curved in a
bitter smile. �But I�m glad. I was able to feel a power I never had
before. It was amazing.�

�Do
you think you�ll go after him again, when you�re better?� Bridget asked softly.

Ky chuckled dryly. �For now, I�m satisfied.� He lifted his gaze to the ceiling, watching
it with distant eyes. �But I will face
him again someday. As long as Sol stays
ahead of me, I�ll have something more to fight towards. As long as I chase him, I�ll become
stronger.�

Bridget
grinned, giving his hand a light squeeze.
�He wanted me to tell you that it was a good match.�

The
officer felt a brief swell of pride at those words. �Did he?�

�Yeah. But�you won�t go after him for
a while, right?� Bridget persisted. �He
beat you pretty badly.�

Ky chuckled again. �No, not for a while.� Sol had complimented him�how strange. He wasn�t sure how to accept that. He reached up with his free hand, stroking
the length of his jaw; he clearly remembered the force of the hit, the
sensation of bones breaking. The heat that had healed him. �Bridget,� he asked thoughtfully, �was it the
Ward Mages who healed me?�

�Nope. Well, maybe a little.� Bridget�s eyes sparkled secretively. �Testament put your face back together just
after we found you. He did a good job,
right?�

�Testament�.� Ky
traced his fingertips along the side of his face, recalling the different paths
of magic that had spread through him, knitting bone and flesh back
together. He hadn�t known that Testament
was capable of such power. When he
realized how he must have learned, he felt his chest tighten. �Dizzy�.�

�Hm?�

Ky shook his head
lightly. �Nothing,� he assured. He sighed quietly, a worn, pleased smile
drawing his lips. He felt as if he were
being warmed by too deep emotions; he wanted to see him. �Where is he?�

Bridget
seemed to understand, as his voice tipped quietly, eyes softening. �Waiting for me. They let me in because they think I�m the one
that helped rescue you from the Ninth, but Testament didn�t want to risk
letting people see him. He�s just
outside.�

�Is
he?� Ky turned his head toward the window, and was only a
little surprised to see the blurred figure of Rael
perched on the fire escape rail just outside.
She was trying to hide from the rain beneath her wing. �She�s been watching over me, hasn�t she?� he
murmured.

�Yeah. And doing a
good job.� Bridget paused for a
moment, and then drew Ky�s
attention back with a light tug on his hand.
�Ky, I�m�going to go with Testament,� he said
at once. �We don�t know where we�re
going yet, but we�re going to be together.
So you don�t have to worry about us, okay?�

Ky stared at him curiously,
though he couldn�t help feeling suddenly relieved. �What about the Jellyfish?�

�They�ll
manage without me.� Bridget winked, but
then grew more serious. �Besides, I�m
trying to be more manly, right? Johnny�s great, but I don�t know if all those girls are gonna help
me much. Testament promised to
help train me. And�.� He ducked his head a little. �I don�t want him to be alone. He�d be lonely.�

�Yes�.� Pleased more than he could say, Ky nodded, giving Bridget�s hand a
squeeze. �Thank you, Bridget, for
everything you�ve done for me. Will�you
thank Testament for me, as well? I wouldn�t
want him to get in trouble, just for trying to come see me.� Though it made his throat ache slightly with
the realization that the pair would be leaving him, he tried not to let that
disappointment show in his face.

�I
will.� Bridget hesitated, then leaned forward suddenly, pressing to Ky�s lips a short, but tender kiss. Ky
took in a surprised breath but by then Bridget had already pulled back,
blushing. �From Testament,� he explained
sheepishly. �So you�ll get better soon.�

Ky�s expression softened. �Did he tell you to do that?�

�Well,
no, but�I think he was afraid you wouldn�t remember the other one he gave you.�

He
smiled. �I remember.�

�Oh.� Bridget pushed out of his chair, his face
tipped down shyly. �Well, then, it was
from me, too. So get better, okay?� Still blushing he gave Ky�s hand one last squeeze before heading for the
door. �Don�t you worry about us one
bit! I�ll take good care of Testament
for you.�

Just
as he reached to open the door Ky�s
fingers curled, and he called his name.
When Bridget looked back he offered him a gentle grin. �You look very handsome.�

Bridget�s
cheeks brightened. �Go to sleep,� he
retorted around an embarrassed grin, and he turned, unable to hold back a happy
giggle as he slipped out of the room.
The sound of his skipping on light feet could be heard echoing down the
hall as he departed.

Ky sighed, sinking happily
back into his pillow. For a long minute
he was silent, just listening to the rain, letting it help him remember the
events of the past week that now seemed so far away. When he opened his eyes, he found himself
watching a pair of small black ones; the crow that was Rael
had somehow entered his room, and was now perched lightly on the edge of his
bed, watching him. Ky smiled. �Rael.� He reached up to draw his fingers lightly
over her smooth feathers. �Thank you for
watching over me. Will you do me one
more favor?�

When
the bird puffed up her feathers, Ky
took that to mean a yes. �Tell
Testament,� he said, �that when I get out of here, I expect him to come visit
me in Paris.�

Rael regarded him silently a moment, unblinking, until suddenly taking to
the air. Ky let his hand fall as she slipped like a shadow
through the window, his eyes falling shut once more in search of much needed
rest, a smile in his lips.

*****

Testament
watched the hospital from across the street�safe from the rain, this time,
beneath a large dark umbrella. The long
gray cloak purchased in the city days before served as a coat to keep the
evening chill away from him. He had
stood there a while now, drawing little attention from anyone as he
waited. Which was fine with him; he
wanted nothing to disturb his vigil of the hospital window.

A
black shape swooped down toward him, and he lifted his umbrella slightly so
that Rael could descend to perch easily on his
cloaked shoulder. She spoke to him as
she preened her damp feathers; Testament�s eyes opened a little wider as he
took in the news of Ky�s
awakening. �He said that, did he?� he
asked quietly, and his features were graced with a smile of his own as he
turned back towards the building where Bridget was just emerging from the main
entrance. �In that case�maybe I will.�

Bridget
trotted up to him, anxious to get under the umbrella himself. As he began to relate his conversation with Ky the pair started down the
street, disappearing into the crowds of people already moving about in the
rain.

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