A/N: Alas, we have come to the end of our journey! Thanks sooo much to everyone who's reviewed/favourited/alerted this story! The response to this has just been so overwhelming, I am in so much shock. You guys are awesome! Enjoy this last chapter and maybe I'll see you around in this fandom.

Disclaimer: I don't own Mission:Impossible.

Chapter 9

The five of them stood alone on a secluded tarmac just as the sun was beginning to rise. Off to the side a small jet sat, stairs down and awaiting passengers.

Julia stood beside Ethan, a small backpack clutched in her hand, filled with a few necessary essentials that would hold her over until she got settled. She flashed them all a smile. "I'd like to say that I hope we meet again; but I don't think that would end very well," she joked. Everyone shared a quiet chuckle.

She stepped over to Jane and embraced her. The two shared a few words before Julia went over to give Benji a hug. He grinned at her. "Take care, Julia. You're right, I don't want to see you again." She laughed loudly at that and smacked him lightly on the arm.

Julia stepped over to Brandt, who was looking much better now then he had two days ago when they'd escaped from Donner. His leg was starting to heal nicely after two full days of rest and no strenuous activity, and the colour had returned to his face. She pulled him into a tight hug and kissed him lightly on the cheek. "Thank you," she said.

He smiled. "Be safe, okay?"

She nodded and stepped back, turning to Ethan. The two stared at each other for several long moments before Ethan swept her into his arms. The couple shared a long, passionate kiss, before the jet started its engines. They broke apart and Ethan begrudgingly led his wife over to the jet, where it would take her off to begin a new life.

The four stayed on the tarmac as the plane took off down the runway, watching it go until it was no longer visible in the sky. At that point, Ethan turned to Brandt.

The two hadn't spoken besides cursory responses or relaying important information over the last two days. It had been tense for everyone, but the team figured sooner or later the two would work it out.

"Will, look, I –" Ethan began, shuffling his feet and looking contrite.

Brandt held up a hand. "No need to apologize, Ethan. I get it. You were worried and surprised when you saw her. You just wanted to keep her safe. I'd do the same."

Ethan nodded, a sincere expression in his eyes. "And you did. You kept her safe. Thank you." He emphasized his last two words.

Brandt held out his hand, a smile tugging at his lips. "We're good?" He asked, echoing the words he'd spoken in Seattle.

Ethan gripped Brandt's offered hand, a smile also on his face. "We're good," he agreed.

-FIN-