Lone Survivors

Epilogue: We Score The Final Scene

The Trinity of Terror tour was coming to end.

Our final stop took us to Norfolk Virginia to the Chartway Arena. The South Street Slayer's death made headline news. Detective Christian Keller became Chief Keller of the Philadelphia Precinct. The Surviving Twenty-Eight, now Twenty-Seven could rest easy knowing their families' deaths had been avenged at long last.

Ricky and Chris recovered quickly, there had been quite a bit of catching up to do along the way. Ricky couldn't remember anything past the asylum. Finding out you had gone on tour possessed by a Prince of Hell was overwhelming to say the least. Chris recalled bits and pieces of the tour, the moments between the two of us standing out the most amongst the fog. Spencer surprisingly enough did not appear to be upset by this. He'd become secretive again, a gesture that did not go unnoticed by my merch crew.

"If you ask me, I bet he's planning a romantic proposal." Nadine stated sitting on one of the chairs behind the merch tables. "Milo went radio silent for days before asking me to marry him."

"I don't think so, he just lost Nadia about a month before the tour started. It'd be way too soon for him." I protested, hanging up the shirts we would be selling that night.

"I am sure Nadia would understand, everyone can see how happy you and Spencer are." Kambria handed me a new shirt.

"What are we talking about over here?" Milo approached the table.

"Koala's upcoming proposal." Nadine grinned.

"I am going to kill Spencer for giving you access to that nickname." I scowled at her.

"You love us." Kambria reminded me.

"I'd love you more if you got back to work." I teased. My crew nodded, with all hands-on deck we prepared the merch and assigned our stations for the last time.

~***~

He was so nervous he couldn't stand it.

He waited for Dev's reply, his face falling when nothing came. He regained his soul, Kaitie solving the mystery just in time. The good Father Josiah Kross checked him, Chris, and Ricky over. They were all fine, not a single trace of the Prince of Hell's presence lingering within their bodies. Those who had been possessed were back to normal. The tour pressed on with all cylinders firing at full speed.

He stared at the velvet box in his hands, opening it to reveal the engagement ring he planned on proposing to Kaitie with. His band mates had known for a few shows and were very eager to see what Kaitlynn's reaction would be. They took to the stage, the crowd roared with excitement. A perfect blend of voices singing along to every song they performed. Spencer smiled at the crowd placing both hands on the microphone. It was now or never, the opportunity in front of him was too good to pass up.

"I'd like to take a moment to slow things way down. Would my best friend and girlfriend Kaitlynn Porter join me on stage?"

The crowed cheered, chanting her name in unison. I turned my attention to backstage where she stood between Amias and Kambria. She mouthed the words "No thank you, I'm good." He chuckled at Chris scooping her up into his arms carrying her on stage. Kaitlynn pounded her hands on Chris' back shouting, "Let me go Cerulli!". Chris smirked, letting her go she yelped falling right next to Spencer. He helped her up kissing the top of her head.

"Do you remember when I asked your dad for your hand in marriage?" He asked. Her eyes softened, all of the anger evaporating out of her with just a single question.

"We were eight, it was the summer before our parents died. You proposed to me with a ring pop." She started laughing. "Which you ate by the way."

"It was delicious and I was hungry." He started pouting, his band mates all laughed. "Do you remember how I proposed?"