"What? No, that can't be true. First, Terrance, and now T.E.R.S.E."
"I'm sorry, Raph. There was nothing they could do."
Raphael was shocked. It couldn't be the end of T.E.R.S.E. "What about the people that were in there?"
"They all got out, except for a few people. Some of them are--" Henry was interrupted by a woman from the medical department.
The woman said, "Denella is awake now. You can see her."
"Go. Go talk to her." Henry said as he patted Raphael on the back.
Raphael followed the woman to a room. He saw Denella laying on the bed. The woman opened the door and let him go inside. She locked the door and waited outside.
Raphael took a seat on the chair beside the bed. "Hey, how are you feeling?"
"My head feels like a million pounds." she replied. "How did you know I was going to be there?"
"The device had a tracker on it," he explained, "You must have forgotten to take it off."
She looked down at his right hand. "What happened to your hand?"
"When Brandon realized that I wasn't letting go, he broke it so I would lose my grip. He was right, I did."
"It wasn't your fault, Raphael. Brandon did what he wanted to do, and he was right; we were just going to lock him up for the rest of his life. I just . . . I can't believe that he did all of that. You were right about him killing your boss and everything else. I should have listened to you. From the beginning, I always had a bad feeling about him, but I trusted him anyway." She paused and took a breath. "You came, even when I told you not to come."
He took her hand. "You know I would never leave you."
She smiled. He leaned in and kissed her.