I was sitting on the train with a Marshal whose name I'd forgotten before he even finished saying it. I could not believe I'd gotten myself into this mess. At least I already knew the city. I sighed as the train came to a stop. I followed the Marshal off the train as another one stepped behind me. We walked over to another set of Marshals.

"Hello I'm Marshall Masters," Said a tall dark haired man. "And this is my partner Mary Shepard. Follow us." He finished pointing to the blonde standing next to him.

We walked towards a black SUV and I giggled, I hadn't even attempted a laugh since I first got involved in all this. The man looked at me with a raised eyebrow, the women just got in on the driver's side. "SO cliché" I replied lightly, as I hopped in the back. I leaned back and watched the city zoom past the window. After awhile I just sighed, shook my head, and studied the two Marshals in the car. I couldn't remember the lady's name, and that just made her seem even more intimidating. The guy seemed familiar. His eyes were a beautiful blue; I'd only seen eyes like those on two people, and only one that had brown hair like his. I couldn't help but hope. I'd met that person in Albuquerque when I was little… he even had the same first name as this man. I had one way to test my theory. "Wanna hear a riddle?" I asked silently.

The lady laughed and replied. "There hasn't been a riddle he couldn't solve." She whispered just loud enough so we could hear "Smartass."

"Wanna bet?" I questioned.

"Sure" she said.

"If I leave him speechless I win. If not you win. Loser has to kiss him." I said grinning.

"Get the mouthwash ready! You're on!!" She said.

"The pope has it but doesn't use it. Your father has it but your mother uses it. Arnold Schwarzenegger has a big one. Michael J. Fox's is quite small. What is it?" I asked, smirking slightly.

"Oh that's just dirty." She replied.

"Marshall? Your answer?" I asked ignoring her.

After several minutes of thought he answered. "A last name."

"Ok fine. How is footstool a palindrome?" I said refusing to give up.

We stopped, got out, and walked into a building. We were halfway through the rules when he finally answered. "Morse code."

I stared at him. He was smarter than I could have hoped. He might actually be the one. THE one. "To test if a person should be institutionalized a bathtub is filled with water. The person is offered a teaspoon, a teacup, or a bucket, and asked to empty the tub. How does a normal person empty the tub?"

The lady was staring at us as well as the other two people in the room. He thought silently and then with a mischievous gleam in his eyes he said. "A normal person would pull the plug."

My jaw dropped. I tried once more to stump him. "What is greater than God, more evil than the devil. The poor have it, the rich don't need it. And if you eat it, you'll die?"

"Nothing." He replied. "Now can we get back to this. It's important."

I smirked and stood, leaning forward and placing my hands on the table. I stared into his eyes. I was now absolutely positive beyond a doubt that my next riddle would leave him speechless. "Two men are at a table. One poor. One rich. The poor man says 'I know almost every song. I bet you all the money in your wallet I can sing a genuine song with any name, of your choosing, in it.' The rich man replies 'If you can sing a song with the name Marshall Mann in it I will admit I lied to you and give you all the money in my wallet.' The rich man leaves poor. The poor man leaves rich. How?" I said glaring at him. Tears started to streak down my face.

He stared at me. Mary just gaped, stunned. I turned around, walked over, and stared out the window. "Its changed so much. Of all the places they could've stuck me in they had to choose here. Although I should be glad, no one here remembers me."

Mary recovered first. "You've been here before?"

"When I was seven I moved here." I laughed lightly. "If you didn't know that it means that you are either incompetent fools, or I'm safer than I thought. Don't worry about it. No one knows. I've never had any friends. I kept to myself. My dad was in the military. We moved all the time. Its hard to find a city I haven't lived in."

He finally spoke "Mare?"

"What?" Mary asked.

I froze. Had he truly forgotten? I wrapped my arms around my stomach. I held back my tears. Even if it had been him what had I expected? A hug and a welcome back gift basket?

"Meredith?" He said from right behind me. I hadn't even heard him move.

I turned around and he pulled me into a hug so fierce I could barely breathe. My tears ran steadily now, staining his jacket.

"Marsh mellow you jackass! How the hell did you manage to keep a thirty year old promise?"I said trying to sound mad and failed miserably. We both laughed. I hugged him tight and then let go turning to Mary. "I believe you lost." I said grinning widely.

"Oh hell no!" Mary yelled