I immediately fell asleep on the plane, unable to keep my eyes open for an other second after all the emotions I endured today. They even managed to bring me to the car without waking me up after the flight, because now I slowly stir awake as I feel arms wrap around my body to lift me up. My eyes flutter open, the dark night greeting my eyes as they adapt easily to the surroundings.

I find myself looking up at Blake's face who is the one gently holding me as he walk me out of the SUV. I turn my head to the side to see the big stairs of our house that lead towards the main entrance. Blake notices my movement and looks down at me, a soft smile on his lips.

"I got you Angel. Keep sleeping." He says in a gentle voice to not shock my ears that just woke up from an 11 hour trip. I shake my head from side to side, too excited and rested to go to sleep again. I try to giggle my way out of Bee's grasp but he sternly advises me to stop that. My stubborn self rolls my eyes at him and asks him to let me down. I feel the need to enter my home on my legs and not in the arms of someone.

"For Christ sake Lila." Blake snorts and gently puts me down on my feet, still keeping a hold on my waist so I could stabilise myself. I admit that my legs once again wobble under my weight and I have to grip onto Blake shirt to not fall over, which makes him chuckle because he knows he is right. I send him a death glare to shut him up, which he takes as a challenge to send me one back. He has been playing this game longer than I and eventually I stand down with a pout.

"Come on. Let's get you inside Lila."

Blake helps me walk up the stairs, until I finally arrive in front of the door with a short breath. Beaten, I ask him to scoop me up again and together we walk in the mansion, a sigh of relief escaping my lips.

"Can you put me in the living room and gather everyone in there please ?" I request my brother, as a few ideas pop into my head and that I want to implement. He executes himself without complaining and a few minutes later everyone is in the living room babbling around about what still needs to be done between different gangs and the Knight weapon business.

Jace seats himself next to me, pulling me towards him where I can comfortably rest my body on him. Everyone sits down on the couches, except the twins who prefer to stay on their feet, leaned against the wall.

"It's nice to be back home." I start, getting a few smiles here and there from this simple but true statement. "So after everything that happened we didn't really have time to to take in the losses we had..." I trail off, crossing the gaze of Ethan who lost Grace not too long ago. I watch him look away from me, the pain very clear in the simple words I just said and I can't help the stinging feeling in my heart by thinking of the love of his life. Jace tenses next to me as he probably thinks about the loss of Will. Gab mirroring his reaction.

The lump in my throat grows, and I have to clear my voice before continuing. "I want to organise a funeral for the both of them. Gab and Jace... you knew Will for the longest so I want you to help me get this done for him. He deserves our recognition."

Both Jace and Gab look at each other, agreeing in silence to get this done for their best friend who sacrificed his life to help me. I thank them both, relieved that I am not standing alone to do this, which also takes a big weight off my shoulders. The silence grows in the room, all waiting for me to continue.

"Eth... I want to help you get this done for Grace too. I won't let you go through this alone okay ?" I give my brother the support he needs, because losing someone that owns our heart is devastating. Jace had me go through that when he faked his death, and I promise that having Gab by my side probably saved my life more than once.

Ethan gives me what seems to be an attempt of a smile that hides his mental pain. I watch as Blake gives him a comforting tap on the shoulder, which is one of the only sentimental things he can do to show his compassion for his twin.

I now address everyone or no one in particular. "I also wish to support the families that lost their loved ones that fought on our behalf against the Italians and protected us to their death. All the people we lost in that battle, no matter if it they were part of Burning Heath or part of the Knight's Business. They need to receive the respect we owe them."

The words that come out of my mouth seem to startle everyone, except Jace that looks at me proudly, as if he was waiting for me to do so for a long time. He presses a kiss on my temple before pulling me closer to his chest.

"I can't wait for you to be my queen to lead Burning Heath with me." Jace whispers in my ear so only I could hear, which makes my eyes widen in surprise. He wants me... me ? To rule Burning Heath along with him ?

I turn my head to look up and see him smirking and nodding his head which only affirms what I wasn't sure I heard right. A similar smirk forms on my lips and I kiss his cheek to agree his statement.

"We'll get it done Angel don't worry." Damon states in a monotone voice that echos in the room. "But I want you to stay in your bed and don't move a finger, until Leo gives me other instructions. Understood ?" He firmly says, leaving no space for arguments and against my will I mumble a grumpy yes, already dreading to be stuck in bed.

"Fine. Jace bring her to her room and boys...you heard the lady. Grey find the list of the dead and your brothers will help you contact the families and get them what they need. After that is done, get some rest. We all need it." In seconds, everyone starts to follow the orders, Jace picking me up to get me upstairs. I plead him to let me do something else, but he refuses as he is unwilling to go against Damon's orders.

I huff in frustration once I am in my bed, and without any other word he just leaves me there. I yell at him to come back, but I am left with no response. What the hell ?

Five minutes later he comes back in my room, balancing a pile of books on each side of his hands as he tries to keep them from falling on the ground. Once he is close enough to my bed, he lets the books fall on my sheets, careful to not hit my legs on the way.

"You shouldn't get bored with these." Jace mumbles and hops in next to me in the kingsized bed. With wide eyes, I look through all the different books he brought with him and start looking for the first one I want to read. It's weird because I always loved to read, but I never really had the time or the money to do so. But now, nothing stops me anymore.

For hours I lay in bed reading a mafia romance book, which is weirdly similarly to my actual life and for a second I ask myself if a certain person might have written my life together...

During that time Jace comes and goes between the gym, an office to make some important calls for Burning Heath and the kitchen to prepare me some food, as he is unable to stay still for a too long period of time. I wish I could do that, but no; this fucking virus literally pinned me in a bed. But at least I am grateful that I am still alive and by the side of my family.

Talking about family. Someone knocks on my bedroom door, waiting for me to to give permission to enter, which I do. Greyson enters my room, his tired figure passing the door with hesitant steps. He hides something in his hand, standing in front of me while I try to have a look at what is hidden in his hand with no success. I guess I'll just have to wait for him to show me.

"What is it Grey ?" I put into words with a tint of encouragement in my voice. We haven't really talked since the night I entered the vault, but I can sense how awful he still feels about that. I pat the spot next to me in my bed and wait for him to seat himself.

He lets out a deep breath as he lets his head fall against my cushion, followed by a wave of silence.

"Can you promise me one thing Grey ?" I phrase, my gaze turning towards the youngest of the brothers who now faces me.

"Anything." Grey stifles a small smile lingering on his lips.

"Promise me you will stop feeling guilty about what happened in Italy. Stop blaming yourself for taking me where I begged you to bring me." I stop a second, watching his features contort because of the inner debate in his mind. " It's Not. Your. Fault." I say the words, one by one distinctly to persuade him. " I am alive."

He looks at me as if he was searching for a lie in my words which he will never find and it seems like he finally understands.

"I promise."

A bright smile forms on my lips and I can't help a small laugh to escape my lips as I pull my brother into a hug. He doesn't resist and feel his shoulders relax by my touch, a weight finally lifted from his shoulders. I pull away from him looking back and forth between his hand and his face, to make him understand how intrigued I am about the thing in his hand.

He seems to understand so he sits himself upright on my bed, myself mirroring his actions. "Look, you don't have to take it back. I totally understand if you don't want to, but I thought that maybe-" Greyson rambles out of nervousness.

"Just show me Grey !" I cut him off with a nudge in his shoulder, which earns me a glare from him. I mumble a small "sorry"with wicked grin plastered on my face.

"Fine" he huffs out in defeat and lifts his hand up out from underneath the covers to make it visible. Slowly he opens the palm in his hand, revealing something I have thought to not see again. I feel the concerned gaze of Greyson on the side of my face, as I stare at his open hand. The silver chain shines in the dim light that passes through my bedroom windows and I distinguish the engraving on the silver plate. MK.

The necklaces is what brought me to my family, to Ethan, when he first saw me wearing the necklace in that café. The only difference was that it wasn't mine, but Blake's.

Greyson went to take the necklaces back from the vault. I now understand why he was scared to show me. These jewellery pieces are what caused a lot of distress these past few weeks and he was scared that I wasn't ready. But I am. I hope.

Gently I pick up the necklace, caressing my thumb over the engraving as it reminds me of what we have all been through. Grey maybe expected me to push it back and ask him to throw it away, but I could never. Each and one of the Knight siblings has this necklace customised by our parents with their own initial. It's a family piece. It went through hell in back, but in the end it's what brought us together and I wouldn't want to throw it out, because it had some dark times.

"Thank you." I whisper to Grey and immediately I watch his face lighten up, as he lets out a breath of relief. I hand him the necklace back, before turning around and brushing my hair away from my neck so he could put it on for me. Slowly, Grey brings the necklace around my neck and clips it on for me. The coldness of the metal sends a few shivers down my spine at first, but quickly the silver warms up with my body heat.

Carefully I bring my hand towards the necklace, the familiar feeling and of the jewel giving me some comfort. I turn my head back around and reach for Greg's hoodie to push it a little bit down and there I see the same necklace hanging around his neck.

"You couldn't possibly think I wouldn't wear it Angel." Grey utters, a look of defiance lingering in his eyes. I shrug my shoulders, unwilling to answer this question. "You dumbass." He mumbles before chuckling and messing my hair up in a brotherly way.

He stands up and gives me a kiss on the top of my head, before leaving my bedroom to do some "hacker's stuff". His words not mine.

Just then, I am left alone and for once I feel completed. I don't owe the world anything; no more running, no more saving the world, no more risking my life or others. It's just my family, my friends, Jace and I.

All I need and I couldn't be happier.

I have the regret to annonce that this is the last official Chapter of 'Their Shattered Angel". We still have an Epilogue that I want to write for you though. So I will write all my gratefulness for you guys in there.

Magnolia is finally happy at home with her family and Jace. She deserves it more than anything don't you think ?

Did you expect anything else from the ending ?

Please comment about how you journey of reading this book was for you. I want to know all about it ! I also want to put some comments in the description of the book, so give it your best !

Hang on for the Epilogue, but until then, I am sending you big kisses !

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