*Hayden wakes up*..."Sister....is this a dream?, I'm not dead." "I am so sorry sister, it's just that without you I see no purpose to live....my duty is to protect you." "I felt it necessary to free my self from this life. For if I failed at my one purpose then I am not worthy of living. That is why I made the building collapse on me." With barely enough energy to stand he gets up and walks over to the rubble to retrieve his revolver. He picks it up and it is covered with dust and debree. His trench coat i completely in pieces and he is wearing nothing but whats left of a ripped up black long sleeve shirt, ripped black pants, and shoes. The other half of his shirt that was ripped was destroyed when the building collapsed and crushed him and all of his bones. (Angel's point of view) "What happened brother? I know it is your duty but please carry on without me if you must. If this ever happens again, I would feel terrible if you commited suicide. Even beyond the grave. What the hell were you thinking? What would you have died for?!".... (Hayden) I looked up at her with glassy red-tinted eyes and spoke softly "You...." "as I said, without you I have no purpose." *stands quietly as a small tears rolls down his face. This is rare because he almost never cries* "You are right, what the f*ck did I die for..?" "Or the question is, what did I live for..?"