Always (a Deryck Whibley Fanfic) RMS Titanic / WWI AU

XXI: The End of All Things

Sunday 2nd September 1945
Ajax, Toronto, Canada
End of WWII
NARRATOR'S POV

It is of course now the end of the Second World War and with Stephen-Paul home, it's a relief that we and the rest of the world won't have to put up with another war because who could really put up with three wars, never mind two! Twenty five years apart, thankfully Stephen-Paul hasn't got any long-lasting effects of his drowning in the Thames five years ago during the Battle of Britain. Now that we've all endured two world wars and survived both of them, I think it's safe to say that I hope that'll be the end of them for a long while at least. Since the war is finally over, Stephen-Paul and some of his school friends as well as his fellow bombardiers have been selected for an RCAF award ceremony, because recently he received a letter from the Air Force informing him that he's been invited to the upcoming event that is occurring on Thursday which is the sixth and of course Deryck and I are going to go with Stephen-Paul and see him get awarded with medals for his participation in the Battle of Britain five years ago. Whilst at the ceremony on Thursday, Stephen-Paul will be awarded with the following medals: The Victoria Cross, a Cross of Valour, the Order of Ontario, a Medal of Bravery and a Medal of Sacrifice. Stephen-Paul's award ceremony will be held at the same place where Deryck, Dave, Jay, Frank and Tom received their medals twenty eight years ago, which I guess you could perceive it as either creepy or coincidental.

THURSDAY 6th SEPTEMBER 1945, STEPHEN-PAUL'S AWARD CEREMONY WITH THE RCAF...

It is now Stephen-Paul's award ceremony, but what he doesn't know is that I've written to his friend and pen pal Douglas from the RAF and I've invited him along to be the one who awards him with his respective medals. We've now arrived at the ceremony where we will see our boy get awarded medals for an incomplete mission, where he almost drowned to death but at least he's alive now thankfully, so I think having invited Douglas it'll be a nice surprise for him to see his saviour award him with the medals that he deserves for his participation in the battle and his dedication to the RCAF and his small crew in his bomber plane when they came under attack by the dreaded Luftwaffe. The award ceremony is now underway and after sitting listening to one of the senior officers of the RCAF reading and calling out the names of the recipients who went before Stephen-Paul, after going through a couple surnames starting with W the officer called:

"Stephen-Paul Thomas Whibley!" He gets up and heads towards the small stage where the officer is standing, he stands in front of the man who then says to him:

"It won't be me who'll be awarding you with your medals, son. It's Douglas Bader from the RAF who'll be awarding you with your respective medals" just then Douglas appeared from the side of the stage and on his way toward Stephen-Paul, picked up his medals that he would be awarded with in a few minutes time. I should perhaps mention Stephen-Paul's irrational fear, Thalassophobia (the fear of deep water), which he developed not long after returning home from London after the Battle of Britain because obviously he nearly drowned, so it would make sense that he's developed this phobia after a considerable amount time under water. Douglas then stands in front of Stephen-Paul and starts to award him with the medals, starting with the Victoria Cross, then the Cross of Valour, the Order of Ontario, the Medal of Bravery, and finally the Medal of Sacrifice. He then stands beside all of the other recipients, sporting his new medals that adorns his dark blue pilots uniform. With the ceremony finally over, I'm glad that I won't have to see Stephen-Paul in a military uniform again because as I've mentioned before, there can't possibly be another world war after this because there would be no point at all, because Hitler's dead, the Nazi regime has disbanded due to the death of their ruler; not so sure what can be said about the Communist Stalin and Fascist Mussolini, though. All in all, I guess everyone is fed up with dealing with another futile war, if there was ever going to be another one again in the foreseeable future which I highly doubt anyways. In the last thirty one years ever since World War I started, I've dealt with Deryck's sensorineural deafness and shell shock after the Battle of Vimy Ridge in 1917, dealt with the Prohibition in the 1920s, the Great Depression in the 30s, and of course more recently, needing to deal with Stephen-Paul's drowning in the Thames during the Battle of Britain five years ago and the aftermath of that disaster which is of course his developed fear, Thalassophobia. We're now homeward bound with no war to deal with anymore, we're entering peacetime for a second time which is a relief because both dreadful wars are over, which took away the lives of many young men who were just doing their country and families proud only to be maliciously killed by the enemy with no motive whatsoever.

Whether near or far
I am always yours
Any change in time
We are young again

Lay us down
We're in love
Lay us down
We're in love

Ahhhh
Ahhhh
Ahhhh
Ahhhh

In these coming years
Many things will change
But the way I feel
Will remain the same

Lay us down
We're in love
Lay us down
We're in love

Ahhhh
Ahhhh
Ahhhh
Ahhhh
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All rights go to: Panic! At The Disco
Written by: Brendon Urie
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