“Hey Sipsy,” He calls, slowly coming down to the ground. I walk toward him, my confusion fading away, being replaced with a sense of ... normalcy. Like this is where I should be.

“Hey Sjin,” I gesture up at the work in progress. “That looks amazing.”

He blushes, looking up at the building. “Thanks Sips. That- that means a lot.” He looks back at me, smiling.

“Aw, don’t get all sappy, ya big babby.” He laughs, looking up at the building once more. There is a comfortable silence as we admire the building.

“When do you think you will be back for more than a week? It gets so lonely when you are away, the only people I have to talk to are the girl guides, and no way am I going over there.” He smiles, but it doesn’t quite reach his eyes.

“Maybe you could come with some time,” I offer, smiling when his eyes light up. “You don’t think I get bored having to walk around in a suit and talk to big wigs? Jeez, you should see some of them.”

I go on to imitate how stupid they look, Sjin joining in as we wander around the compound acting all high and like we are better than everyone else. Sjin walks over and introduces himself as Lewis, the co-owner of Honeydinc, sending me into a fit of laughter.

I wave to Sjin one last time, making my way past the Geothermal Facility, when everything goes dark for a moment. I blink, looking around confused.

I’m standing at the top of the hill that is half inside the old factory, facing the direction of where Honeydew Inc. used to be.

Not knowing what’s going on, and, not that I would ever admit to it, being a bit terrified, I walk away from the run down area no longer inhabited by man. Not that I’m being very manly right now.

I try and think of a place to go, wanting to go back to Smith but not wanting to see Ross, the factory way to far away to make the trek before nightfall, really the only other option being Sjin.

“Sips?” I flinch, hoping I wasn’t going to be seen, planning on seeing if Smith will let me stay one more night in secret.

I don’t say anything, looking anywhere but at him. He doesn’t say anything either, and I finally risk looking at him. He doesn’t really look sad, like I expected, but tired. I briefly wonder if he’s tired of me.

“You’re welcome to stay,” He looks away. “I have some chili cocoa I just made if you want some.”

Nodding my head, I turn and walk down through the farm and sit on the little strip of beach between the grass and the water. I stare into the water, trying to wrap my head around the last week and a half.

The day slowly slips away, a cup of cocoa appearing next to me at some point. When I finally notice it’s no longer warm.

Bringing the cold cup with me, I make my way to the farm house. All the downstairs lights are on, the shades partially drawn. I stand in front of the door, wondering if I should knock or just go right in. Figuring knocking would be rather awkward, I go in and set my cup down on the table in the kitchen.

Sjin stands with his back to me, doing something at the stove. It smells like chilli, my stomach grumbling at the thought of food.

“It will be done soon. There’s more cocoa if you want some.” I nod even though he can’t see me, sitting down at the table and taking a sip of the cold drink.

We don’t say anything to each other, the night passing slowly as we sit on the porch and look out at the farm until it’s late enough to call it a night.

We don’t acknowledge the other when we get into bed, our backs to each other.

I don’t sleep that night, flinching every time Sjin moves. At one point his leg brushed against mine, something that made me start and accidentally kick Sjin. He doesn’t seem to notice, just grumbling and rolling over.

With dawn comes sleep, and with sleep comes dreams. I dream of what once was, running around trying to survive before coming across a scientist who called himself Duncan. We got along alright, finding people like Rythian, Zoey, and eventually Simon along the way. A lot changed when the spaceship crashed. We started to settle down, make homes for ourselves. People teamed up, went their separate ways, started up companies, shut them down. . .

I wake up and look over at Sjin, momentarily forgetting what’s been going on as remnants from my dream stay fresh in my mind.

He doesn’t appear to be awake, his back to me. Moving to put my arms around him, I freeze when I feel him stiffen. “Sips?” He says it quietly, turning to look at me.

I don’t say anything, rolling over and sitting up so my legs rest on the floor.  I hear Sjin move behind me, expecting him to get up.

Instead he comes and sits beside me on the bed, a few inches between us. We don’t say anything, my thoughts drifting back to what happened at Sipsco. Smiling at the thought of a simpler time, I decide to do whatever needed to go back to that time.

Taking his hand in mine, I press a kiss to his cheek. “I’m sorry.”

He doesn’t say anything, standing up and moving in front of me. I move back slightly, so my legs are against the bed, and hold my arms out. He awkwardly sits in my lap, his arms and legs going around me. I wrap my arms around him and bury my face in his shoulder. “It’s okay,” He whispers. “I’m sorry too.”

I want to ask why, but don’t want to ruin the moment. That’s how we spend the rest of the day, lounging around, never letting the other one go, not even for a second.

I wish I could say that we were good, that everything was going to go back to normal. That we could forget this whole thing happened, go back to our old selves. But, when it comes to the Yogscast, when can things ever go right?

 *Sorry about the delay! I'm planning on switching to Parv's POV for the next chapter. Thoughts? I think I'll give you guys a few fluffy chapters before...