Epilogue

"Alex." Meg murmured, running her hands through his hair. "I love you, Alex. Always and forever." Bending down she brushed a kiss over his lips. He went to pull her closer, to make her stay here, with him, but when he put his hands on her waist he felt something wet. Pulling his hand away to examine, he found he was covered in blood. Her blood. And the Meghan he held in his arms? A cold, dead, bloody corpse.

Alex woke up in a cold sweat. Ever since he'd woken up in the hospital two weeks ago, he'd had this nightmare every single night. It scared the crap out of Jack, who'd been the only other person in the room when he woke up.

"How are you feeling today, Alex?" A nurse asked as she walked into the room. "Are you up to having a visitor?"

"Sure" Alex croaked. His throat was still sore from the breathing tube they'd put in. He really hadn't had any visitors, nobody from camp. Just Mrs. Jones, who'd flown in to handle the mess the United States Government had gotten Alex into, and Jack.

"Hey. Are you Alex?" a man asked walking into Alex's room. Alex nodded. "I'm Adam. I am –was- Meg's foster brother. I put up the curtain. Remember?" Alex nodded again. How could he forget? That seemed so long ago, while in reality it had only been a few months.

Flashback

"My brother," she explained, gesturing to the curtain. "was worried about me sharing a room. He must have tried to give us each a little privacy."

"I remember her telling me about you. She thought you were the coolest big brother a girl could have." Alex said to Adam.

Adam smiled. "Will you be out of here by Friday? Mom and I would love it if you could come to her funeral. We wanted you to be a pallbearer, with me and Matt and my other brother, Nate, but they said you probably weren't strong enough."

"I'll be there. And I'll carry her." Alex said looking away. He couldn't look at Adam anymore. It was his fault Meghan had died. Why didn't Adam hate him?

"Are you ready for this, Alex?" Jack asked. She was standing next to him outside of the funeral home. It had been a closed casket viewing, as Meghan had been "severely scared in the car accident." That was the story, that Meg and Alex had been driving, fooling around and had crashed. Alex wore his seat belt, Meg did not. That was why Alex was standing; ready to carry her off to her grave, rather than the other way around.

"I'll never be ready for this, Jack. Never." He replied, in a voice that Jack never thought she'd hear him use. It was the voice she'd heard her Father use when her mother die. It was the voice of someone whose heart had been shattered. She hoped things would end differently for Alex than they had for her father.

Alex and Matt lifted the casket onto their shoulders. It was all Alex could do
avoid the stares of his former best friends. They knew it was all his fault.
He knew it was all his fault. And now, none of them would ever see her again.

So far, he'd managed to avoid Giovane, who stood sobbing into her boyfriend's shirt. Peter was his name.

Flashback

"Giova's got a letter from her lover!" Meg teased. "His name is Peter. He's British like you Alex. But he lives in New York. He's pretty cool."

Matt and Lainey were a lot harder to avoid. Matt had a huge black eye and Lainey was on crutches. Alex managed to avoid them until after the ceremony was over. He stood, just staring at her gravestone.

Meghan Blackstone

Beloved sister, Friend, Squirt

8-17-2008

Always and Forever

"She read that in a poem somewhere. I remember her telling Lain how much she loved it." Matt said, walking up to stand next to Alex. "Are you doing alright dude?" He asked.

Alex didn't move. Matt sighed as Lainey hobbled up next to them with two white roses and a single red one. She handed a white rose to Matt, and went to hand Alex the red one. When he wouldn't take it, she grabbed his clenched fist and pried it open.

"This one is for you." She said simply. "She wanted you to have flowers."

Just as she said that Giova walked up on Alex's other side.

"She loved you."

A single tear escaped down his check, and then in a shaking voice he asked.

"Why don't you all hate me? I was supposed to keep her safe. I was supposed to protect her. And I end up hurt and she's dead. I hate myself, why don't you hate me?" He was sobbing freely. And when he collapsed, three pairs of arms caught him.

But standing in the trees outside of the cemetery, she clenched her fists. She wanted to be there to catch him. But she had to wait. So, blinking back tears in her brand- new dark blue eyes, and brushing back the choppy dyed- black bangs, she left for the airport.

Ta-DA! That's the very end of This One Time at Spy Camp..., a little over a year after it was posted. Crazy, I know. I have to give a special shout out to Pens or Buttons, IrishAvlon, and all the reviewers for every chapter. I really couldn't have done it without you.

Now there will be a sequel. Of course, as our delightful Pens or Buttons (Who even though she is my co- author, still had to wait for this!) noticed, A certain daughter of Casey's wasn't mentioned. Why? You'll find out in September I'm thinking. Why September? A brand-new spy show is coming to Disney. That's right. J.O.N.A.S.

Ready for your sneak Peek?

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"Meg!" Alex shouted.

"Meg? Who's Meg? The only girl I see here is... Shane."

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"I Think she's out of her mind!" Kevin Shouted. "I mean she's claiming to be a dead super-spy! or did you all forget about the whole Camp fiasco last summer?"

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"You'll have to chose Meg. Me or him?" Kevin said.

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There you go! But don't worry, I have a few one shots planned, mainly dealing with Alex's grief (The first one also talks about Jack and her comments about her Dad.) Keep an eye out!

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