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The End: Reach Spoilers

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Six stood, watching the space battle above. Reach was fully and completely lost, but she had gotten the AI to the ship. She only hoped it would be enough to give humanity a chance. She knew that there was nothing left for her to do. She'd stayed behind to fire the gun, to make sure that they got away. She knew that it meant she was signing her own death sentence.

Her mind traveled to her fallen teammates. Emile, who still lay beside the elites he had killed. In the end he'd had her back, and she couldn't have asked anything more from him. Carter, whose final sacrifice had opened the way for them. His leadership had showed her through till the end, and she was thankful for it. Kat, whose death seemed so unfair. One minute they were beside each other, and the next she was gone, having been killed by a lucky shot. She'd been a brilliant second-in-command, and had been rather accepting of Six. Maybe it was because it was the addition of another woman to the team. There was a sort of bond that was automatic between them. She was also nice to Six throughout it all. Since Sword Base she treated Six like she'd always been part of the team. Jun, who was hopefully still alive. As long as there was one living Spartan, humans had a chance. Jun was an excellent sniper, and she had faith that he would get Dr. Halsey to her destination.

Six's mind then wandered to the final member of her team. She reached into a pouch on her belt, pulling out a pair of dog tags. She remembered when he'd passed them on to her. The strong grip of his hands, his arms as he lifted her up. In truth, as soon as he pulled them from his neck, she knew what was going to happen. She'd just stood there, though. She'd let him grab her, and throw her out of that ship. She'd felt so helpless, unable to do anything as she fell toward the planet below. She knew that he died happily, believing that Reach was being saved.

She'd been surprised how much his death had meant to her. His sweet, gentle attitude had been intriguing to Six at first. It had formed a special bond between them. She wouldn't have asked for any other Spartan to join her in their space operation. She only regretted that in the end she couldn't save him. That after finding such a wonderful bond, that it had been lost. It hurt to know that such a kind soul was now gone. The universe needed more people like Jorge. People that wanted to save the innocent as he had with the girl they'd found in the com relay station.

"I'm sorry that wasn't the case." She clutched the dog tags a bit tighter. "I'm sorry we couldn't save Reach. I only hope that we saved humanity." She heard the sounds of grunts in the distance. "This fight isn't over for me, yet." She slipped the dog tags back into her belt and checked over her rifle.

She stood and stared off into the distance where the aliens' shouts seemed to come from. "Come and get me. You want to take Reach, you'll have to do it over my dead body." She slid a new clip into her gun with a satisfying click and readied for her final fight. She wouldn't let Jorge down. She'd give the Covenant a hell of a fight.
A fic of Jorge/FemSix done for :iconnemonus: I don't own anything from Halo. Please read and comment.

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After reading this I rembered the first time I beet Reach, as I knew that it was the end of my journey, I thought about the rest of noble teams death and I reached a form of acceptance that death was inevitable, I fought till the was not a single round left in my gun, and when the death cinamatic played, I cried at the sight of how unfair six's death was, I did a lot of deep thinking that day