We've arrived safely in Denmark, and bought a house far from any important cities or tourist towns. It is a quaint place, and not very eventful, but I will not complain because we are safe and out of sight. Matthew and I both are infinitely grateful to you, friend, and if you ever need help with anything, tell us and we will do anything in our power to help you as you helped us. I would ask you to visit, if I knew you could without it being troublesome. If you need somewhere to go though, our door is open to you.
Maybe in the near future we can collaborate to meet somewhere in the middle? I would love to see you again because our last meeting was quite, well, unsavory. We can discuss that at later date, though.
I'm sorry I did what I did, but I'm not going to regret it or want to take it back. I love you, Al, you're my brother, and I miss you, but I can't visit you. I know you'll try and keep me there. I'll send letters weekly, alright? Me and Ivan are fine, and I got us some chickens! They're harder to take care of than I thought, but it's fun anyways. I named them, too! I named them after our family and old pets! Remember our cats Ace and Maple? My favorite chickens have those names, now.
You and Arthur are doing well, right? I hope so. I can't tell you where I am or anything, but I can tell you that I'm safe and happy. Be careful in New York, okay? I know you love it and you're really happy and into the whole cop thing, but I don't want you to get hurt. Watch your back, and don't try to play hero. That's a silly thing to ask you to do, huh? You've always liked being a hero. I miss that. I miss you. Well, I'm just rambling now, so I'll stop writing, yeah?
I love you,
A/N: Well, that was the epilogue of sorts. I really wanted to do something of the sort, but couldn't come up with anything other than this. Besides, I wanted to give a bit of insight on how they were fairing.