A/N: OLAF! It's me, IFYOUCOULDFLY! So this is it. Broken, my first fanfic, is over after this short little chapter. Sigh…I'm gonna miss it. But, of course, leave suggestions, 'cause this is DEFININITELY NOT MY LAST FANFIC. Well, I guess there's no point in- Ranger's Apprentice Cast: IFYOUCOULDFLY does not own Ranger's Apprentice, John Flanagan does! Me: Wha-what is this? Will: Well, you know, since Broken's over now… Horace: We decided to do this for you! Me: OMG! You-you guys *sobs*! Thanks so much! Halt: I told you we shouldn't have done this… Gilan: Shut up! Look how happy she is! Me: A-anyways, j-just *sniffles* read! *wailing*

-EPILOGUE-

Everything was back to normal, and Will couldn't have been happier (though he was slight uncomfortable).

To show his gratitude towards the young hero, King Duncan arranged a ginormous festival in Araluen in his honor. It seemed as though all of the kingdom was there, and the Rangers were feeling slightly out of place (except for Gilan, who was loving the attention Jenny was giving him).

With Alyss, Halt, Horace, Evanlyn, and Gilan at his side, the day was one of games, music, and lots of food. Despite his normal hatred of large events, Halt managed to laugh once and a while, and he even danced with Pauline. Several times.

During one particularly slow dance that Will was happily sharing with Alyss, a woman caught his eye. It was not so much the woman herself that struck him, but the ring she was wearing . As they waltzed past, he noticed the engraving of two small hearts and the initials A and B. He immediately recognized it.

"Just a moment, Alyss," he muttered, then slipped away from her delicate embrace, walking hurriedly toward the woman. He stopped in front of her, and she bowed her head. "How may I help you, Ranger?" She asked pleasantly. "Are you Annemarie Souleby?" He inquired and, confused, Annemarie nodded.

Slowly, Will pulled Brutus's ring out of his pocket and handed it to Miss Souleby. She fingered it lightly, tears gathering in her eyes. "He died a hero, ma'am. He was strong and brave." Annemarie nodded and flung herself into the Ranger's arms, weeping in mourning of her lost husband, a lost hero.

A/N: It's over, isn't it…*wails uncontrollably for three hours*. Sigh… I'll miss this story. Thankfully, there will be more! So suggest stuff! What should I do? You tell me! Review, review, review! Hehe. Love you guys soooo much!-FLY