Finally. After years of conflict and emotions riding so high neither fully could understand them the two stood.

The battlefield was little red with bodies and craters. It was a battle neither expected to survive, a battle neither expected the other to survive.

But now here they stood. Alone, finally.

Clouds of dust lifted high in the sky, obscuring the sun painting them in a shaded gloom.

Both were panting, their training not allowing their bodies to relax despite their brains begging for release.

One took a step closer at the exact time the other did. Both stumbling into each others arms, feeling trembling bodies and shaking breaths they looked at each other.

The last time they had been this close was when she had saved him from being tortured.

“Ahhhh the violence of devotion.” A man said, stood in an observation room as Sam, teeth bared and bodies at her feet, looked towards Ethan whose head could barely lift to see her. She crouched low and cupped his face, the two sharing a look only they could. The feelings more prominent now than they ever had been. She broken his bindings and heaved him onto her back, not a single thing in heaven, hell or anything in between would stop her getting him out of here.

Ethan, in his delirium, let his mind wander. Knowing he was safe now he was with her.

He was holding her much like this. They had just killed a dragon. An actual dragon.

And while they didn’t do it alone, the two of them alone held the power to deal the final blow. As they fell, Ethan reached out with his powers desperately yanking her close.

Their bodies slamming into each other, the first time they had touched in a moment that wasn’t a battle. The first time since their childhood.

A lifetime ago the two raced around a beautiful garden. A lifetime that was ripped from their minds and hidden away in their minds.

Sam managed to catch Ethan, gripping his hand and spinning him in place. They had been fighting and chasing for far too long. Their bodies ached but their smiles were wide.

The two stopped, panting. Smiling. Happy.

One took a step closer at the exact time the other did. Both stumbling into each others arms, feeling trembling bodies and shaking breaths they looked at each other.

They were happy, because they were together.