#shows that they didn't read shit about Perseus and his motivations

[aliciavance4228]

Yup! And yeah, I hate that statue where their roles are "reversed" too, especially because it was originally made for the #metoo movement and Perseus didn't rape nor SAd Medusa in any way. Also I do not like the way they always make her look like a beautiful woman, but that's another story. If they really wanted to follow Ovid's version they could've depicted Medusa with the head of Poseidon. But then again, in the oldest version of her myths she was born a gorgon and had consentual sex with Poseidon.

If they really wanted to use this myth properly in the first place they could've depict Perseus petrifying Polydectes (his mother's rapist/assaulter) or Phineus (Andromeda's uncle who most likely wanted to marry her in order to be the next one to the throne and even kidnaps her in one version of the myths). Ironically enough, people tend to erase/ignore any other victims of Rape/SA from Greek Mythology in order to portray Medusa as the ultimate tragic victim to ever exist.

Many people talk about how Cellini's depiction of Perseus with the head of Medusa is disturbing because Perseus is shown holding her head victoriously/full of pride, but if you view the statue from below this is literally his face:

It seems to be an effect Michelangelo's Statue of David has too, with the difference that the angles are reversed. If you watch the statue from below David seems glorious and has a god-like appearance, but if you watch it from above you realize that he is in fact afraid, because in that scene he's supposed to look at Goliath.

[guigz1-coldwar]

"...needs to be stopped!": New chapter for "Redemption in a Spirit in a Cold War" is out!

Chapter Summary: Stitch's true motive at Teulfesberg shocked everyone to the bones, including Yirina & Park who are managing to get out of that hell with some friends before discovering the mess of a situation everyone is in...

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Words : +3000

Taglist: @snowgoldwaylon , @clxudtea , @efingart, @chrystallenex

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The Numbers...it was making a whole bloody sense now to me but I didn't expect at any time that Stitch...Perseus...whatever, will succeed to make their broadcast live from Teusfelberg and that the soldiers we were fighting with...were going to turn on us, affected by the broadcast...people coming back from Verdansk who was a shit show like Wolf said...shit...Lazar...he got affected too, he was pretty bad in shape when we got him out of Russia with his state...I didn't expect this and now...the whole situation was like in Verdansk, a fucking shit show when we had to shoot our allies to survive but not enough to get everyone out...Wolf took Lazar away to fight with him...letting me & Park a chance to leave but with soldiers coming from the only entrance, I thought fast...

Fast...the only thing I saw was a window and my mind got me to jump through it, not wanting to stay in that hell of a place. I thought fast, grabbing Park quickly under my arm before our bodies went to pass through the window, breaking it and starting a fall from...I couldn't know...too high. My first action when we were starting to fall was to put my arms around Park and put my back against the ground, wanting to protect her from the fall and the first impact I had was against a wooden ground...who directly broke under our combined weight, we were falling on a construction gangway, it wasn't tough enough that it let us continue in our fall but it allowed us to minimize the injuries...that's what I wanted to think about the first impacts.

I was feeling all of the pain I could receive each time my body was hitting an object while I was keeping my arms around Park, not letting her go at any moment, and then, a few seconds later, my body was below her when this time, a loud crash against the top of a car, hearing the windows of it blow up at the impact of our bodies on it. My mind was completely trying to figure out what happened really, what got me into launching ourselves through a window to save our lives desperately as I released my arms, spreading them widely, exhausted...my face feeling the pain of what happened...scratches, cuts, I could feel them...

"Fuck..." I murmured,  my eyes looking up to see exactly where did we jump...very high..."You're alright, Park?"  I asked, drifting my eyes at her on my right side above me, she wasn't looking great like me..."Park?" I repeated.

"Yeah..." She growled, seeing her right hand shaking as it was going over her face, seeing the wounds on her face..."Fucking...fucking hell..." She muttered, passing her hand and I could see the blood moving as her fingers were going over the cuts...

"I'm sorry...don't know what got into my mind,"  I directly started to apologize for this, for making us in that state.

"It's okay...you had no choice...Mhmm, dammit..." She said, slightly getting away from above me to start to be on her feet on the ground but as she got them touching the concrete, she had to get on one knee, starting to catch her breath, now in a little space between two cars. "Do...did you hear it?" She demanded, looking at the ground. "I could feel them a bit in my head..."

"What?..." I tried to move a bit at first, only turning my body around to look at Park fully. Was she talking about...them...the numbers? "You did..."

"I think but...no...I couldn't, right?" She was unsure of her and me, I was worried to hear this...if Park got affected...it was because of our days in Verdansk...the only moment that she was in Perseus' hold...no...North Korea...no...I don't want to fight her.

"You're not...you're still yourself," I went to say, hoping that next to me, it was still Park, the woman I loved, not a sleeper agent...she wasn't like that. "Take a deep breath...stay with me..." I advised her, managing to move away from the destroyed car roof to get on the ground, feeling the pain in my body... an exhausting one. "Park, if you feel different...tell me...quick," I pleaded, my left hand behind her shoulder as she was taking deep breaths, her eyes on the ground, her beret still over her head.

"I'm not feeling different...I just...sort of heard an echo in my head...numbers..." She whispered, her face was struggling to look at me behind her. "It was probably their...what they wanted to do here..." She then decides to look up in front of her and further, above us...the radar tower...and a pile of smoke coming from a building nearby, this place was...having a not-pleasant silence for me. "They did it...they made us...you saw it, we did it,"

"I know," I acknowledged, having to live now with a fact that we had to kill our men...people that got families, allies to trust...they were turned but there could have been another way... "But we can't let them win..."

"They made us into monsters, Yirina!" Park tried to shout at me but her voice wasn't following up her mood, going down to continue in her breaths. "You saw Freya...she was aware of it, she could have told us everything but look...she walked away, she only watch as we turned our guns against our own," She said and...she wasn't happy with Freya, me neither...what she did...it was unforgettable.

"They forced us..." I went to put my back against the doors of the car we landed on as we were both looking tired, not taking attention that at any moment, we can get shot at...the place was calm..."She knew that we weren't going to be affected, she tried to make us believe...she still wants to get me back..." I thought, realizing that even with her good words, Freya was still thinking of this...shit...she changed a lot...

"You still...you still believe in this idea?" Park asked.

"To get her back?" I assumed, a nod coming from her and now, I was mixed. "Back? No...I don't know yet but what she did, what Stitch & she are doing," At those words, I knew that Freya couldn't go back on our side, she changed too much...too much..."I can try one last time...but I know well it will not work,"  I sniffed, not even believing myself before suddenly, the sounds of an explosion...multiples explosions got heard above us. "Get down!" I yelled, moving my hand in front of Park and getting her back on the ground before moving on top of her, having seen some shattering glass. I stayed over her for a few seconds as I could feel through my outfit the glass falling on us until it stopped, making me open my eyes and seeing Park's face looking at me, my right hand on her cheek. "You're alright?" I murmured.

"Yes...I am," She grinned a little at me, finding it difficult as I could after what happened above. "We...we should get out of here...to the choppers," She suggested as I was removing myself from her, helping her at my best to get by giving her my hand. "Yeah...to the choppers," She repeated and when she was up with me, another sound surprised us when we heard the rotors of choppers...our Hueys leaving the scene...

"Everyone got turned...they turned everyone," I realized at this, knowing that those Hueys were meant to stay until the task was done...Perseus' task was done here. "Woods...Wolf...Lazar..." I said, sad to tell those names, remembering Wolf's sacrifice to let us go to stop Lazar to kill us all and Woods...I don't know...maybe that he was among the dead above us... "We need...we need to alert the safehouse, Liliya, Katinka...they're in danger,"

"We need a drive...you can drive?" Park proposed and then asked, gesturing at the untouched car next to the destroyed one, I shook my head, holding it...fucking pain.

"No...I would crash the car...you can?" I asked her back and she nodded. "Okay...try to open the car...use your gun, your pistol, don't hurt your arm," I advised her, starting to move slowly on the other side of the car, watching at the same time, up, seeing flames coming out of the window we jumped off. "We will get you back, Laz'" I whispered at it silently, knowing that we can have him back, that he got to flee with the other turned soldier to Perseus...Stitch...A gunshot got heard, it was Park, her M1911 in hand, having shot through the front window...

"Should be good now," She said, having put her hand through the hole of the window and trying to open the car from the inside before she got it. "I'll open for you," She opened her door and starts to get slowly seat on the driver's post as I waited for her to open the door at my side, doing it a few seconds she got in.

"You'll be able to start it?" I demanded, getting inside while holding my right arm, the pain was flowing in my body, each part hurting me from time to time, the same type of pain.

"Should be it..." I looked at her as she was having her head down, her hands under the steering wheels, manipulating some wires...maybe to get the car engine starts...and what did work. "Get your seatbelt on, we're leaving this hell...dammit..." She ordered and I quickly complied with her despite the pain as she was already driving backward, getting the car out of its parking space. I could see her struggling to hold on, her body was looking sure to give up. "Lot of calls...Hudson..."

"Hmm?" I heard her muffle some words, driving forwards the car on a little road to get us out of here.

"I'm sure that...lot of calls will be made...and Hudson...he will be a hell of angry," She clarified herself, both hands on the wheel. "What we need to do is to get back at the safehouse and...and...wait..." She was going to continue until her gaze got focused on the side of the road, my side...something was picking her attention up and causing her to slow the car down. "Woods?...Strycker?" I went to look at where she was looking and I was surprised...I saw the two...Woods under Strycker's left arm, walking out of the building on my side through an exit door...

"What the hell?" I could hear Woods growl as the two heard us & the car and were looking at us, Woods looked confused as hell as for Strycker, his jaw expression was kinda showing the same thing. "We thought you were dead...the explosions...crap..."

"It was chaos, we could escape...and you?" I spoke up louder as the two were starting to come in our direction.

"We got Kitsune but then...our guys turned on us...we had to kill them...went through a fucking window..." Woods explained, basically having lived the same situation as us on their side...I got out of the car after unhooking my seatbelt, going to help them get inside. "And...and Wolf? Laz'?" He demanded at me, opening the door.

"Laz' got brainwashed...Wolf fought him to get us out...we don't know what happened after," I tried my best to resume the situation as Strycker was helping him get inside the car on my side. "We should get back to the safehouse, alert the others," I suggested, moving back in the front as Strycker, looking in a normal shape, not hurt at all, moved quickly on the other side behind Park.

"Fucking hell...they can't fucking kill me..." Woods mumbled as I was reinstalling myself on my seat before Park drove off away again, me feeling better than Woods & Strycker were able to make it out but...shit...

Thanks to Park and this place having been evacuated and silent, we were able to escape this hell of a place...the Devil Mountain, this name was never so true to me now. All of this mess, it was getting clear in my head, we thought that we will be ending Perseus' threat on the city tonight, we just witnessed the worst: their threat is now all over the world with their broadcast...there was no way to stop it at the moment but only to witness the situation as it is now...a fucking real mess. Woods told us about their side, it was the same thing as us...adding that they saw Kitsune for a short time with...with Freya before leaving by where we came in...our own Hueys.

We had to drive quickly back at the safehouse, thinking that Perseus could have discovered the place thanks to maybe what they got from Teusfelberg, and even if the four of us weren't looking very great for another fight, we needed at least to reach the safehouse and announced the news to Hudson, to Liliya & Katinka...shit...I thought that we will be facing another fight but when, after minutes of driving back into the city, we arrived back at the safe house, it was calm, nothing was opening, the only thing we got to see is that the main garage door was opened, light coming from inside.

I helped Park to get out of the car as she was exhausted into making us back here as Strycker was helping Woods on his side before we join the entrance of the safehouse and we could start to hear Hudson's loud voice. At the sound of it...he was aware...

"Yeah, yeah, I know that!" That's the first clear thing I could hear as we were getting close to the entrance, briefly seeing him next to his desk as Katinka & Liliya was near him. "I know that Black, we got knocked out, and now, look at what's happening around," He added.

"Sergeant!" Liliya spoke up loudly as she was the first to see us arrive, mainly focused on Woods and it caused Katinka & Hudson to turn their heads around, Katinka moving too but on me & Park.

"I'm calling you back, got better things to do," Hudson said, putting his phone down.

"My god...what happened?" Katinka asked, worried at our states as she was looking at me, holding Park under my arm.

"They got ahead of us...they did what they wanted to do," I announced but it wasn't like a big surprise for them, surely already knowing what happened over there. "They used the Numbers Program," I added.

"It was supposed to be buried for years, Hudson, you told me that!" Woods said, raising his voice at Hudson who then, put his hands around his waist, in a form of shame, a realization on his face...

"Yamantau..." Hudson sniffed...Yamantau...bad memories..."That's what they got from Yamantau 2 months ago," He affirmed, and maybe it was making sense...I heard about this place a time ago...honestly, my head was like a mess who wanted nothing but to rest..."There was only one place it could have been found again,"

"And it's only now...that...that your brain starts to function, Hudson?" Park asked him, not sounding happy in her voice. "Mason & Woods did go to Yamantay three years ago...it wasn't making you do links?"

"We were focused on Perseus, we still are," Hudson said, trying to raise his voice too but he wasn't looking for a confrontation here, he was seeing our states...not pretty to look. "Listen, what happened in Teusfelberg is happening all over the world: Paris, London, here, Rome, Washington and until Verdansk, we got reports of agents turning on each other," He announced to us, gesturing around and this...it was surely the worst thing to reassure us...

"And Lazar? Where is he?" Katinka demanded and...I couldn't talk, my face was giving my answer to her as she starts to look away from me, confused...sad...angry...

"He got affected too," Park told her at my place and it didn't help Katinka who turned away from everyone, her fists clenching.

"And the others who were with you?" Liliya asked, next to Woods as she was looking at him, still held by Strycker while I & Park moved towards the nearest chairs to sit on them.

"We had to neutralize them, there were no other way," Strycker replied to her, feeling a bright of his voice to be...shocked of what he should have done to be here. "Estimated losses: everyone...everyone," He said like a report, Hudson shaking his head again at this news, we were in deep shit now.

"Fuck us," Hudson cursed, sitting down on his chair right behind him and joining his hands.

"We should leave...they probably know..." I stopped myself for a second to take a breath, my mind starting to fuck me up and wanting to get me to sleep.

"They won't but I'll take precautions...get some rest everyone, I'm going to make calls!" Hudson ordered, sounding really worried about us for once as he got his hands on his phone again, going back into doing his thing as Liliya & Strycker got to help Woods...Katinka was on her side...angry...she couldn't resist but to punch a wall in her anger.

"Kat'" I muttered as she was passing in front of us

"Leave me alone!" She almost yelled at me, moving aside before she starts to walk away outside the safehouse. My head, my whole body was just suffering and wanted me to shut it down...my head was...somewhere else...I wanted to sleep now...I was too weak to move away...

"Park...I think..." I started to say but then, my vision got a bit blurry in front of me, both eyes..."I'm not well..." I told her, trying to stay calm but the more I was trying to resist, the more I realized it was doing nothing but worsen my case...then...I could feel my mind shutting down when I start to fall on my right side on the ground...

My body went through a lot today...we all did...it's too much for me...I need some sleep...

[guigz1-coldwar]

'Old talks' : New chapter for "Redemption in a Spirit in a Cold War" is out !

"Old talks"

Chapter Summary : After receiving an weird transmission from the MI5, Yirina is, with Park, wondering about who sent it.....until she realizes.......

To read it on AO3, click here !

Words : +3900

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I couldn't believe it that I was never able to remember properly that today, the May of 8th was the day of my birthday and Park.....well....she remembered it very good. Our trip to get to London, it was just an perfect occasion for her to celebrate my birthday with only the two of us, away from work for just one simple day. We were going to put aside our mission against Perseus & Stone and just be ourselves....maybe finally fullfill that little dream I had to have love in her office, on her desk as it was an perfect occasion. It was like one of the many birthday presents she could have given me to be honest.

But everything can't happen without a little something that will occur like that and that little thing was the knocks on her door, stopping us in our moment alone, getting ourselves back to work and like nothing happened here. However, as I thought to be just an simple transmission that the MI5 was given by their mysterious source that could have given us a lead on Stone....became suddenly too personal for me as their source wished me an 'Happy Birthday'....to me....only me...something wasn't right.

As I was in my seat, having finished to decrypt that transmission and still astonished by that, I looked at the MI5 agent who couldn't know where to go right now.

"Uhmm..." I started, looking pale on my face. "Can I....can you leave the office for an minute ?" I asked him as I wanted just to be alone with Park for the moment. "It's serious." I added in a low voice

"Yes....yes, miss." He agreed, looking a little bit stressed with me acting like that before he stepped out of the office, leaving me & Park alone.

"What the hell ?" I whispered to myself as I redressed myself on my seat, my eyes focused on the two papers that was in front of me. "How it is possible ?" I asked, still to myself.

"What's wrong ?" Park was confused at seeing me like that, she wasn't understanding me at all.

"Someone I don't know wished me happy birthday." I replied, joining my hands together, trembling. "That's the problem, right now."

"And ?" She raised an eyebrow, still not understanding. "It should be good." She added, trying to reassure me.

"You don't understand, Park." I breathed, not angered at all. "Someone INSIDE the Perseus Collective has done it." I insisted on the 'inside' word.

"Shit." She looked away, now realizing my words and my state, feeling so weird right now after I told her that.

"That's means that Perseus and the others know that I'm alive." I said, looking sure of my words. "If Freya & Stone maybe never told an thing.....Stitch did." I added, referring to what I heard from the two when I was dragged into that plane in the Tempelhof Airport.

"I could understand Freya's motives but Stone....." Park whispered, biting the right part of her lips, at hearing  saying that Stone hide the fact that I was alive....and I think she was right about it. "They gave you an target in the back....and I will make sure no one hit that target." She affirmed.

"Maybe but in every encounter I did with them, was it 'Bell' or 'Yirina Grigoriev' who acted ?" I told her, remembering well that it was 'Bell' who was in line when I was facing Freya or Stitch. "They maybe think that I'm sort of.....not myself." I suggested.

"Oh, I see what you mean." She snapped her fingers towards me, her arms posed on her desk. "For you, they're thinking that we did something on you." She was right in her words and I could see the guilty part on her face. "By giving them the illusion that you're Bell, it's actually given you an chance to maybe make Freya defect." I nodded to her idea, been right about it.

"If I can make her slowly realize that I know well of my state, I could try to make her join our side." I continued in her idea, explaining it further. "It will be hard but it can be done." I added, not even sure of it in fact.

"Do you.....do you think that she will accept the fact that you are playing an act with 'Bell' when you will told her about the truth ?" She asked me, looking worried about it.

"She will have to." I replied, putting my arm on the chair's armrest. "Even after she has done to me, I need to try to save her from Perseus madness." I looked down for an second, away from Park "We still have this link as 'sisters', you understand ?" She nodded to me.

"You want to do this because you know that she is forced by Perseus to stay." She supposed and I nodded back.

"It's what I want to believe for." I said, taking an breath before rolling my eyes to the ceilling. "The call I gave her after our raid on that safehouse, it's something I can use to bring her to the right side." I added. It was maybe an dangerous move each time I was going to do that and even if I only did this once, I know that this mean is understandable....Park believe in it too.

"Of course." She breathed in approval.

"But now, I wonder who in the Perseus Collective can send me......" I started before I stop myself, having suddenly an revelation about the transmission "What if this person was no longer from Perseus ?" I got up slowly from my seat, pointing at the papers. "What if.....it was Zasha themselves ?"

"What make you think of that ?" She asked me curious.

"First, it's my code that is used and only me, Zasha & Portnova is able to use it." I responded, raising my right index finger first. "And second, it's always the MI5 who is receiving the transmissions, meaning that it's someone inside the country who is doing it."

"Shit, you're right !" She got up from her seat, looking amazed by me before I decided to walk away from my chair to go outside, prepared to talk to the MI5 agent with the transmission paper in my hand.

"Excuse me, sir ?" I called him out as he was standing next to the door, probably awaiting for the order that he could come back inside.

"Yes ?" He turned around to look at me, getting away from the wall he was leaned on.

"Those tranmissions...." I started, showing him the paper I took. "Did you try to know about the person behind them ?" I asked him fully.

"Well, in fact, I also came here for that." He replied, delighting me before I let him go back inside Park's office to continue this conversation. "We know exactly who is doing all of this for us !"

"You have a name ?" Park questioned him, leaned against her desk, crossing her arms as the man took a file out of his jacket, handing it towards me.

"Yes, name's Remi Baker." He responded as I looked at the file he got out : a false act of birth and an picture from an security camera of Zasha on it, behind an reception desk, giving something to the person in charge of the reception.....they faked their identity to avoid Perseus suspicion. "In fact, this transmission didn't came by usual : they literally gave it to our receptionist at the Thames House." He added, giving me an info about how the picture was taken.

"But why they took that risk to do this instead of the usual way ?" I told him, curious about why Zasha will have done this like that.

"We don't know either but with that, we were able to know who was our mysterious R." He exclaimed, biting his upper part of his lips. "We just discovered that they are living not so far from the MI6's HQ : in the Kennington neighborhood in an apartment complex."

"Shit, that's means they established themselves well in London." Park admitted, looking outside and seeing the city. "What's the situation now ?"

"They have been put under heavy surveillance for the moment." He replied, sounding sure as me, I was panicking in the inside at fearing the worst for Zasha. "We're planning to move on them in the afternoon."

"Wait, we need to be there." I expressed almost loudy about it...I couldn't let Zasha go away like that from the MI5 and it was my only chance to see them. "I know that it must be weird for you but....they're my friend."

"Really ?" I nodded to him.

"Listen, it's been 3 years that Yirina wasn't able to see them and we can try to have them come without any harm." Park defended my opinion to him, making me proud of her again like always. "You have to let us be there." She added, putting her hands on the desk behind her. I could see the agent scratching the back of his head, not sure before he resigned himself.

"Okay, I will talk to my superiors about that." He then start to walk away slowly, waving at us before he left the office behind him, closing the door.

"Damnit." I whispered to myself before I decide to gave Park the file as she didn't really see it. "All this time, Zasha was just nearby." I added as Park looked at the file.

"Seems that they managed to create themselves a new identity." She exclaimed, surprised to see what was in the file. "They're pretty talented."

"Always has been like that." I smiled about it before I pointed to the file. "I know it's maybe dangerous but...maybe that Zasha have to come with us at West-Berlin." I suggested, causing Park to look at me with an raised eyebrow "Maybe it's too hard to ask but while they're with us, the MI6 can put an heavy protection on their brother for the moment."

"Interesting idea." Park put her hand on her chin, trying to think about if it was an good idea or not from me. "It could work." She removed herself from the desk, putting the file on it. "For now, we have to wait that the MI5 allow us to go talk to Zasha in person."

"And what do we do now ?" I raised my shoulders, looking around the office.

"Well, we can eat and....wait." She replied before she moved to take the cake on the plate in her hands. "Hungry ?" I nodded to her as she sit down again on her chair and me, doing the same before we start to eat the cake.

Now, we needed to wait for the MI5's approval to let two MI6 agents to have an talk with 'Remi Baker' aka Zasha Smirnov.....my best friend from my old life. We ate the cake very fast in almost 20 minutes as it was big enough only for 2 persons, meaning me & Park herself. Aftet we finished eating, we were still waiting in her office, trying to find something to do so to pass the time, we decided to try to find some informations in her old boxes and files to see if we didn't miss anything about Perseus, Stone or anyone else in case.

We didn't find anything on them, it was always something that we already know about them or something that wasn't very useful for us. 3 hours after the MI5 agent left us in Park's office, he finally came back to us with great news at the end of the afternoon : we were authorized to participate in the surveillance of Zasha at their apartment in the Kennington neighborhood and maybe to talk to them before he left us again. Once we were prepared, it was time for us to go.

We took Park's car and we decided to directly go to the address where Zasha was living and to be honest, it wasn't very far from Century House meaning that we could have just walk to get there instead of taking the car but it was too late to think about it as we were arrived at destination when I start to think of it.

"So, what's the plan ?" Park asked me as we were in our car, parked in an parking just in front of the apartment complex at the other side of the street, with me stressing in the inside while I was looking at the entrance.

"I think that I need to go alone for the moment." I responded, looking back at her, sure in my voice. "Zasha will maybe panick if they saw me & someone that they don't know." I added as I removed my M1911 from below my jacket.

"You're sure of it ?" I nodded to her, putting the M1911 in the glove box.

"I can tell you when it's good for you to come." I affirmed, pointing at the small device in our ears. It was Park's idea to take them for us in case, staying in contact.

"Okay." I breathed before I started to open the door until I felt Park's hand on my shoulder.

"Be aware, Yiri !" She advised me, looking at me with an grin.

"I will." I said, reciprocating the grin before I managed to get out of the car, ready to go face Zasha after all these years.

I took a deep breath as I started to walk to get to the apartment complex, not stressing at all...stressing a lot in reality....walking through the street before arriving in front of the entrance....trembling. I stayed like it for 2 minutes straight in front of it not moving at all before I finally decided to enter the complex, getting myself into the empty hallway. First thing to do was to go check the mailboxes next to the door. I was looking until I found where Zasha was living under their fake name : at the second floor.

Another deep breath later and I start to get up the stairs, fearing at each time I will make an step the moment where I will see Zasha in front of me and then, I finally arrived in front of their door before I knocked two times, feeling all the stress and discomfort in me. I started to think that maybe Zasha has changed in three years...maybe that they pissed at me because of Portnova's state, I think that it wasn't going to be an easy talk to handle.

I heard some footsteps inside and the door getting unlocked but the door didn't get open after the unlock, leaving me with the urge to open the door by myself slowly. I entered the apartment, seeing it as an modest one but simple to leave in.....until once I had my feets in it, I could feel the cannon of a gun touching the left side behind my neck.

"Who are you ?" It was Zasha themselves, not having apparently seeing my face as I slowly raise my hands.

"Z-....."

"Don't look at me !" They ordered, cutting me as I was going to look at them, turning my head slowly before getting back in front of me. "Tell me who you are ?" They asked again before I took another deep breath, closing my eyes, hearing the door getting closed

"Yirina Grigoriev....been looking for....Zasha Smirnov." I replied in a low voice as I started to feel the gun getting away from my neck, making me look at Zasha again....they didn't change by an lot in three years : still looking the same nice-looking person.

"Yi-......Yirina ?" They were looking stunned to see me and me too. "I....I....." They started to said before they decided to hug me with all their might and then, I do the same.

"It's good to see you too, Zasha." I affirmed before we broke the hug and we could see that we wanted it to last more longer.

"I...I thought you were dead." They looked at me with wide eyes, precisely at the scar where they touched it with their hands. "What happened ?"

"It's....it's a long story." I snorted, breathing hardly from talking about it now to Zasha as they were touching the scar I had, putting my hands on their arm. "You....you might want to sit down, maybe ?" I proposed and they nodded.

"Yeah, sure." They started to move to a seat as I do the same, getting seated in a couch as they sat on an different chair from me. "I can't believe it." They breathed at me, fully seated.

"I can say the same, Zed." I smiled, talking to them with their nickname. "The bullet....deflected....skull's harder than we thought." I taunted, pointing at my scar before I returned back to a normal face, trying to not be sad. "Bad things happened to me." I admitted, biting my lips to it.

"Explain, please." They were sounding willing to hear my story.

"Well, to start....Arash Kadivar....left me for dead in Turkey before I was captured by the CIA..." I started, sniffing to each cut, my voice trying to not crack. "I worked with the CIA to stop Greenlight but....again, I was left for dead by the man who did something bad on me..." I added, putting my hands on my face. "Zed....the CIA has brainwashed me."

"No...." They were more shocked to hear this from me, they were feeling stressed and uncomfortable.

"Because of them, I'm trying to recover all of my memories I have lost." I continued, still my face in my hands before I looked at Zasha, removing my hands. "I spent 3 years in an coma in Moscow."

"3 years ?" They whispered and I nodded.

"Because of the bullet that was supposed to kill me." I pointed at my scar again. "My memories are going well and to say, I feel more better to remember them." I exclaimed, almost trying to smile about it. "What...what about you ?" I asked them as I looked around them "Where's Dedov ?" I added before I could see their face decomposing themselves.

"Dedov....Dedov never actually left the USSR." They replied, sending an feeling of terror and shock in me, Dedov wasn't here with Zasha. "Perseus has, in fact, captured him and the letter of Dedov I had, it wasn't him at all." He continued, making me more sad on my face, holding back my own tears and Zasha too was doing the same. "It was just an trap organized by Perseus...it's been 3 years that I'm alone in here, trying to survive at my best."

"I'm...I'm...I'm sorry, Zasha." I breathed, feeling an tear on my face.

"I don't know how I didn't end my life when I learned that you were dead, that Dedov was captured by Perseus....and that Portnova was never able to come here." They said to me, in the most sadest voice I heard from them. "I've been....surviving alone....for 3 years, Yirina." They added before starting to cry slowly, not moving as I started to move next to their seat.

"We can change that." I told them, putting my hand on theirs. "I need to know : how & why did you start to help the MI5 & the MI6 ?" I asked them.

"Last year, I learned that Perseus was still around...and then, I decided to act on my own, making some travels in England and sending them encrypted transmissions for them to decrypt." They responded, giving me an answer on how they were able to have intels on Perseus. "The first two years....I wasn't able to do an thing."

"Listen, now, I'm working with the MI6 since some weeks." I started, wanting to reassure them. "I've been given an opportunity to redeem myself for what I did." I continued, reflecting to my personal goal I had since I learned the truth on that stretcher. "And for that....I need you to come with me to work with the MI6."

"I...I don't know, Yirina." They said, getting up from their seat to move next to an dresser where an single picture were on : a group picture with....me, them, Dedov, Portnova and even Beans. "I'm maybe fighting Perseus by helping the british but in the inside...."

"I know..." I started again, putting my hand on their shoulder. "I know where's Portnova : still in Moscow." They looked back at me with wide eyes, surprised. "I know that you maybe don't want to go back to Russia but really, I need you."

"You...you need me ?" I nodded to them.

"Zed, you're my friend, I promised to protect you and to fullfill that promise, I need you to stay with me." I fully answered, adding to my nod to them as I looked at the picture. "I promised to protect you all and it's time for me to do it."

"Do you think we can do it ?" They asked and I nodded.

"We are going to do it." I affirmed to them as I could see an smile on their face as an sign of approval. "I wanted to know : did you...did you proposed to Portnova ?" At this moment, they opened an drawer from the dresser, taking an ring with them, meaning an no for me.

"I couldn't do it because I was still shocked by the files we have decrypted." They showed me the ring from up close.

"I think that you need to take it, you might need it." I tapped on their shoulder as an best friend, with an smile on my face. "You want to come ?" They nodded to me.

"If I can see Portnova again....and maybe Dedov." They snorted, looking at the group picture before taking it from it's framing, wanting to take it with them. "We need that for us."

"Yeah." I breathed, approving their idea. "I need you to take everything you want to take and also if you had that....intels about Perseus operations."

"Of course, I will, Yirina." They took a deep breath before they started to walk away to get to another room, getting their things ready. In me, I was feeling so good about having seen Zasha back but also sad about learning of Dedov disappearance. 5 minutes after they left, they came back with an big bags in hands. "Where are we going ?"

"We....well, the team I'm working with has an safehouse....in West-Berlin." I answered, making them look at me with wide eyes. "Yeah, I know, I hate the place too." I added, seeing them rolling their eyes about it.

"Anyway, I know I will be safe." They affirmed before they took their apartment keys in hand from the table just next to them. "Let's go then." They started to walk to the door, leaving the apartment with me behind them.

"Don't worry, I'm staying with you all the time." I reassured them as they were locking the place down.

"Tell me, Yirina." They started as they were finishing to lock the door from outside before they looked with an curious look on their face, knowing that it could be either an serious question or an funny one. "Is the MI6 making a lot of coffee ?" They asked, making me laugh, knowing their love for the coffee.

"Of course, Zed !" I continued to laugh about it as I make some best friends taps on their shoulders as they were also laughing too. I was so happy for them to have an simple laugh just after what I learned and they needed it and me too.....

"I have someone that does them very well !"

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'Forgiveness' : New chapter for "Redemption in a Spirit in a Cold War" is out !

"Forgiveness"

"He was innocent, Freya ! He was an good man....and look what happened !"

Chapter Summary : After having killed Stone and wounding herself in the process, Yirina is feeling troubled after having learned of her presence the day of the death of Park's brother in London in 1973...

To read it on AO3, click here !

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During the next few minutes that followed the shots I did to myself and even if I closed my eyes to let me pass out freely and maybe, get over it, I was able to see some obscure & little flash, seeing myself transported away by Park and Price, myself been patched as the two were holding me good and Zasha was watching the scene terrified.....I was feeling so bad right now : the shots on my shoulder, the revelation that Stone gave to everyone. During all this time, the burn mark I had on my left hand, it was because I tried to save someone....and this someone was William Elijah Park in 1973 in London.....

I was there the day he was killed by Stone, trying to save him from the bomb but I didn't succeed and this event was making me guilty, traumatizing me enough. The brainwashing erased that trauma but only temporary as my memories were coming back but now, learning that I was present in London the day William got killed, it's making that guilt relive in me. Me & Park....we were close by that and we didn't know at all about it. Finally, the flashs stopped and I could close my eyes for good, only hoping for the best......

I opened my eyes to find myself sitting in the back of an bar and it was looking very english....no....I'm reliving this day....why ?.....There weren't an lot of people here in that pub but I did prefer to stay hidden and the papers I had with me was showing that I wasn't willing to go public about it. These papers, it was all about Stone : reports from the Perseus collective on him and other ones were also reports but on William Elijah Park.

Looking around like I was awaiting someone, checking my watch from time to time and tapping my feets on the ground under the table, it was sure that I was nervous as hell until I decide to take out an cigarette from an pocket of my jacket before lighting it up and put it between my lips. As I was taking an breath, I could see an man enter the pub, turning his head to see someone....who was me as he start to walk into my direction.

"You're the one who contacted me ?" The man asked, it was William....he was looking curious and pretty much nervous too to be here with an unknown person, I slowly nodded to him as I put my cigarette in my hand.

"Take an seat." I ordered in an low voice, pointing to the seat that was in front of me. He took an deep breath before he resign himself to sit like I said.

"Why did you called me, miss...uhm...you didn't give your name by the way." He said, getting his left arm on the table while the other, it was on his lap.

"That part isn't important for you to know, sir Park." I breathed, crushing my cigarette in the ashtray on the table.

"Okay, game's over, tell me why...."

"Relax, sir." I told him in an serious voice, cutting him straight even if I could feel myself scared inside after I heard an noise under the table. "Don't need to bring an gun here, I'm unharmed."

"How did you know ?" He demanded, raising an eyebrow.

"I heard the click of your gun, you can put it down." I suggested and he comply, stunned that I managed to know about as he was getting his pistol back in his jacket. "So, you're William E. Park from the SAS, that's correct ?" I started the real subject, taking the papers about him in my hands.

"Yes." He replied in an low voice, looking around him to make sure that he wasn't trapped.

"Can you talk with me about Harry Stone ?" I questioned, peaking my eyes to look at him and his eyes did go wide at hearing me saying that name.

"Him ?" He was sounding taken aback by that name. "An man that is so reckless that I'm ashamed to see this man in the SAS, a disgrace to the whole regiment."

"I see that the rumors of your hatred against him were true." I proclaimed, putting the file aside to look at him fully. "Tell me, is Stone has did something very bad to you....like attempting to kill you ?"

"If I can count the numerous time he tried, it would be an lot." He responded, almost laughing about before he got his both arms on the table. "I don't understand why we're talking about him."

"Because he's an man who knows how to act, sir Park." I told him as I hand over the file about Stone to him who took it in hands, curious about it. "Stone is been working with the organization I'm in too called Perseus."

"Perseus ?" He whispered, looking deeply the file.

"An terrorist organization that's working with the East but unofficially, on their own." I explained, telling him of the true motives of the Perseus Collective.

"Shit, this....it's going to make an lot of noise to the top." He proclaimed, astonished by the contents of the file he was reading on before he put it back on the table. "But...why are you doing this ?"

"I'm doing this because I'm not believing in those ideals and to Perseus, I only want to make the good." I answered before I put my hands on the second file about William himself. "Stone is planning something on you on the following days." I added, giving him the file that he start to look at.

"Are you kidding me ?" He sounded almost angry about seeing the written lines on that file, stating an apparent description of  William.

"I know." I said silently, understanding his behavior. "All of this, it's bullshit and I know the truth about you." I continued, getting his attention on me entirely. "You're an kind man & very generous, I know that because I've been following you for days."

"You...you have been following me ?" He chuckled, looking uncomfortable at the moment and I nodded.

"I had heavy doubts about why Stone was mentioning about killing an future threat to Perseus so I decide to investigate." I revealed to him, making his eyes go wide to me. "I'm not like them, sir Park. I want to make sure that you're not harmed."

"I....I don't know what to say really !" He was losing his words, amazed that someone he was considering an enemy was helping in reality. "You're doing this because you believe in good...and thank you, miss." He grinned, looking at those papers on the table. "Shit, if Helen is seeing this...."

"Helen ?" I asked, curious.

"Oh...it's my sister, she's looking the same age as you, I presume." He replied, scratching the back of his head. "Been pursuing an doctorate in international relations in Oxford, I don't want her to be pull in all of this." He added.

"It's better, I believe." I nodded to him about this....if only....."Listen, you should be careful the next days but I will make sure that this assassination order is called off...to make you safe."

"Thank you again, miss." He said before I decide to got up from my chair, letting the documents for him to take with.

"By the way, my name is Grigoriev if you want to know." I told him, offering my hand for an shake before he accept, smiling fully. "Don't worry, sir Park, I will make sure that you will be protected."

"And...and what if your superiors find out about your actions ?" He demanded.

"I can't tell but let's hope that you will have Stone arrested, that's the most important thing." I expressed, my eyes on the table. "Have an good day, sir Park." I make my farewell with an smile before I walk out of the table, leaving him alone to get outside.

I was feeling well to say, taking an deep breath before I could see an black van, parked on the other side of the street, it must be some people from Perseus as I was going to go near it, walking through the street to get to it from behind. I knocked two times at the back doors before someone decide to open for me and I discover Stone along with Freya herself, apparently awaiting for me.

"So, how this little 'date' was, Grigoriev ?" Stone was the first one to talk and I was already annoyed by hearing his voice towards me.

"Go fuck yourself, Stone." I exclaimed as I get inside the van behind, closing the door behind but instead of going away, the van didn't drive off the place. "It was good."

"Nothing to worry about Park ?" Freya asked, curious.

"No, the report that our beloved Stone write about is full bullshit." I replied, looking at Stone with deadly eyes. "He only want to kill Park because he's just paranoid."

"I'm not paranoid, I'm seeing an good opportunity to get rid of that guy." He said to me, serious in this voice before he got something out of his pocket.

"What's this ?" I demanded, pointing at this.

"You're fucking blind ? That's an detonator !" He responded, showing it fully to me as my eyes goes wide at seeing it in his hands.

"Don't tell me.....you son of an bitch." I cursed, realizing what he has done. "He's an innocent and you're going to kill him ?" I added, getting furious each second. "You abort that, right now !"

"In your dreams." He scoffed as he looked to the driver.

"Stone, he's out, he's going to his car !" The driver said, pointing at the direction of the pub, seeing William, getting out of it.

"Good, that's going to be some fireworks." Stone joked about it as he was taking his detonator fully.

"Freya, do something for fuck sake !" I expressed loudly, looking at her before I realized that she was going to do nothing to help me, only looking down at her feets in shame. "Damnit, I will do it on my own." I added before I open the back doors again, determined to save William.

"Yirina, wait !" Freya tried to make me stop but I wasn't going to comply at all to her orders as I was getting out of the van, starting to run to get to the rigged car of William, trying to stop him.

"Sir Park, don't start that....." I yelled, running in the street to get close to the car....until it exploded....the car exploded by an bomb placed below it and because of the explosion, I found myself projected away from it.

I closed my left eye at the moment the car blow up but that wasn't going to help me as I was projected away on the street...on my back before some flaming debris fell on my left hand, burning it heavily but I wasn't reacting as I was nearly knocked out by the explosion. I wasn't able to protect William and I could only see with my right eye, the burning car.

"WILLIAM !" I could hear an feminine voice arriving in the street....Park....Helen.....I couldn't hear more as I was suddenly dragged away by someone, seeing Freya on top of me to get me back in the van, almost unconscious before the van drove off the place, with me on the ground of the van floor, with Freya looking at me worried as Stone....behind his mask, I could see shake his head.

"Always at the wrong time, at the wrong place !"

That memory....it make me realize that I was fully there that day, watching William...Park's brother, getting killed in an explosion by Stone himself as I tried to save him from his death I wasn't aware off....I wasn't able to save him, it's not because of me but I could feel that guilty above me that I could have been able to save him from that bomb. I'm going to hate myself for this....and this hate....yeah, I'm hating myself so much for this.

Finally, I reopened my eyes after an while, I couldn't tell how much time but I was well alive even if my shoulder was hurting me an little, feeling the bandages covering the gunshot wounds above it below my shirt. My eye were opened slowly, revealing that I was in an bedroom, laid down on an bad....the bedroom I'm using with Park in West-Berlin...I was back here alive and I could see Zasha sleeping on an chair while Beans was walking on the bed, seeing me awake.

"Hey, Beans." I slowly move my left hand, seeing my burn mark on it to pat Beans head, an smile on my face to see her and then, the door opened, revealing Portnova herself.

"Oh shit, Zasha !" She exclaimed loudly, seeing me awake and her voice caused Zasha to brutally woke up, she was happy to see me alive.

"What ?" Zasha said, having been brutally awaken and ready to fall off their chair until they looked at me. "My god, Yirina...yes !" They added, enthusiatic.

"Hi, Zed...hi Portnova." I waved at them both with my left hand too, releasing Beans from it.

"You put an scare in everyone to say, Grigoriev." Portnova stated, taking an seat next to Zasha, her eyes always focused on me. "I did really panick when you were brought back here with everyone, seeing yourself hurt and knocked out."

"How much I was out ?" I asked, curious about it.

"Two days !" Zasha replied, raising two fingers to me with their right hand. "We're the 20th of May." They continued.

"Shit, this long ?" I whispered to myself, shocked to have been 'sleeping' for two days straight, having my right shoulder wounded. "I....I don't know what to think....how's things since ?" I demanded.

"Well, Stone is finally KIA for good and Park make sure that he stayed liked this. Since, we didn't work, wanting to have you back first." Zasha responded, joining their hands together. "Everyone was scare to have lose you, I did see you shooting yourself to kill Stone."

"I know, it was the only way...maybe it was stupid." I proclaimed as these bullets could have killed me only if Stone wasn't behind me but at least, I was here & Stone was out for good. "Are there anything else ?"

"The SAS were able to neutralize the Greenlight bomb Stone stoled and with intels they found in that complex, they managed to find where the others Greenlight bombs were hidden precisely in Western Europe but they can't do an thing because of the CIA." Zasha continued as Portnova was slowly moving her hands towards them, smiling before the two got their hands together, seeing something new on her hands. "And personally....I....I proposed to Yiri...she said yes !"

"You...said yes ?" I whispered, smiling further about it. "That's amazing, I....I'm damn happy about it." I expressed, slowly redressing myself on the bed as Zasha moved an little to make sure that I wasn't going to hurt myself but I gestured to them that I was okay.

"They proposed yesterday....I know that I have to say yes." Portnova spoke up as I was looking at the ring that Zasha gave her, the one they were going to give her years earlier. "Zed told me that...they were going to propose in 1980."

"Yes but...after we discovered the Greenlight files and Perseus took them, I couldn't do it." Zasha breathed, looking at her with great eyes. "I wanted to have you see it but I couldn't resist anymore." They added, looking at me.

"It's okay, you're both good together." I expressed, offering my left hand towards them to took it. "The most important is that you're going to get well together and well protected." I continued, smiling more about thinking of them, finally happy. "The MI6 will do an lot to have you safe including me."

"About the MI6, Park told me that she waws going to offer me an desk job to Century House and I agreed." Zasha said to me and to say, I was quite amazed that Park gave them that opportunity, she had to do it. "For Yiri, Park was able to have an work for her."

"I'm going to be an maths teacher at the University of London." She confessed, remembering the dream she talked about days earlier to us in her old house now. "I'm starting next week."

"That's wonderful !" I grinned, seeing the two that were going to live an good life...until I thought of something. "Uhm....is Park there ?" I demanded in an low voice.

"Yeah, we can tell her that you're awake." Zasha answered.

"Good but...I want to talk to her alone, I need to." I ordered to them as I'm sure that the discussion I will certainly have with her isn't going to be witnessed by them.

"Okay...okay." Zasha whispered before the two got up from their chairs. "Come on, Beans." Zasha tapped at their legs, wanting Beans to follow them outside and to be honest, it was better that Beans goes with them but before she could left, I did tap her for an last time before Beans left the bed and then, the two with Beans leave the room, leaving me alone.

Now that I was alone, I was redouting the moment Park will step inside that room, fearing her reaction towards me....Honestly, this moment was going to be the first time I'm actually scared of Park herself....She did learned that I was present the day in London where her brother died...I don't know how to feel right now. Then, I could see the door handle slowly moving, meaning that Park was just behind that door until it opened, revealing her....changed.

"Yiri." She said in an low voice, sounding happy to see me alive as inside of me, I was fearing that she was going to jump on me in anger. "You're alright ?" She asked for me and I nodded slowly

"Yeah...I'm...I'm good, the shoulder is still hurting me." I replied until I saw what changed in her. "You...you cut your hair ?" I could see that her hair were back like how it was in the days in the old safehouse 3 years ago.

"I...yes, I know that you like it more like that." She stated as I didn't know how to react even if I grinned an little until she moved to get on the seat that Zasha used. "I'm happy to see you alive." She affirmed, offering her hand to me but suddenly, I was feeling ashamed of myself.

"No, I can't." I breathed, looking away from her, impossible for me to look at her in the eyes. "I can't....you know it, you know that I was there that day." I continued, giving my thoughts about it to her.

"I know, it's okay." She admitted.

"Okay ? You & me learned that I did try to save your brother from death but I wasn't fast enough....you should hate me." I told her, almost raising my voice but I couldn't be in anger against her, it's her that should be the one like that towards me. "You should...despise me, even kill me for what I have done."

"No....I will never do that !" She expressed, sounding low in her voice. "Yirina, look at me, please." She ordered even if it wasn't sounding like an actual order, according to her voice. "Please." She pleaded and then, I moved back to look at her, seeing her blue eyes filled with tears, still offering her hand to me that I decide to take slowly.

"I...I relived that day...I talked with your brother." I said as I was always sharing my memory to her and this one was going to be very personal with her. "He was....an good man, seeing the good in me and the same for me. He didn't deserve that." I confirmed, proudly before I moved my other hand to get it on top of hers she was handing to me. "I'm....so sorry, Park."

"It wasn't your fault and I know that." She affirmed to me before with her right hand, she took out from her jacket an paper.

"What's this ?" I asked, curious.

"It's an letter...written by you." She replied, making my eyes go wide at hearing this. "It's unsigned but since Stone told us about what happened that day, I realized that it was you who did write."

"How....what is this letter ?" I whispered as she give me the letter in my hands, to let me take an look.

"While you were here, I did make an trip last day to London in Century House to retrieve some things until I found back this letter, hidden in my desk." She explained, giving more details about the letter as I start to open it fully, seeing my handwritting on it. "I got this a few days after William's death." She added as I start to read the letter.

To William E. Park sister

I don't know you personally and you don't know me but I have to give you this letter by an mean. I know that you're named Helen A. Park and that you're working an doctorate in international relations in Oxford. I know that because I knew your brother William Park, an SAS soldier and an good man, an real good man. One of the few goods man I did know in my life and those people are rare these days.

I'm writing this letter for you because I was there that day, I talked with him in the bar at a few meters the explosion happened but I wasn't an friend of him. Honestly, I did talked with him because he was in danger. I'm working with the organization that orchestrated his death but I was never going to let it happen, I never believed in their ideas but as you know, I wasn't able to save your brother. I'm sorry, miss Park. I tried to save him but I couldn't. Even if I tried to save him, I'm feeling myself guilty for his death.

You're maybe going to hate me and to tear to pieces that letter but each day after that terrible event, I'm still thinking of your brother. Each day, I'm hearing this voice and each night, I'm seeing the same event and because of it, I can't sleep without waking up with an start. I'm so sorry about what happened. I can't tell anything but I want to make sure that I'm trying my best to survive in an difficult world. I want to give you hope but will you accept it from someone like me ?

I'm sorry, miss Park, may your brother rest in peace ! I'm so sorry !

"I....that...I don't know." I started, having finished to read the letter, the tears were already falling down my eyes as I was giving back the letter to Park, looking down. "I'm so sorry." I repeated my words to her, wanting to cry loudly.

"Me too....me too." She grinned, sounding low too as I look at her, also having tears in her eyes. "This is because of this letter that I decide to change my path, it's because of it that I joined the MI6."

"Your brother...he didn't want you to get involved in that world but...." I stopped myself to clean some tears from my face, telling her of words I heard from William in that memory. "I'm sure that he's proud of you." I affirmed, trying to smile until I start to cry for real, causing her to move from her chair to get her arms around me. "I'm sorry." I whispered.

"I'm sorry too, Yiri....I'm sorry." Park was also crying with me....we went through an lot and we both know that this isn't going to end easily. "Even with what I learned, I know that what you said is true.....you're an good woman, I love you." She affirmed, her head on my shoulder. "I need you, we're going to get through this."

"Yes...we will....I love you too." I said to her, feeling an little relieving and happy as we were both still hugging each other....honestly, I was so happy to be with Park and that she know of myself and my actions....I was there that day but she know that I tried to help her brother, she saw it in me.....

"You're an good woman, my Yiri....I'm so proud of been with you....for always."