A/N: This story is based on an idea a friend of mine had. It is probably going to be a TwoShot. Please enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own the series or the characters. They belong to their rightful owners and I just borrow them.

Remember

Vinnie Dakota opened his eyes, sat up and stretched his arms while yawning loudly. He got out of bed, put on his cloth and walked into the kitchen, straight to the coffee machine. Without his morning coffee the brown haired man wouldn't be able to survive the day. People who saw him during daytime always thought of him as way too energized and unstoppable but without his daily caffeine he felt tired and exhausted. The cause might have been his usual nightmares but Dakota tried not to think about them too often. Though he had heard once that writing down and facing the nightmares was the best way to deal with them, he didn't feel ready for it. Furthermore, talking about depressing and bad things didn't fit to Dakota's personality at all. There was only one person in the world who knew about his sleeping problems. Balthazar Cavendish.

Dakota couldn't help but smile while thinking about his partner. Though the man often didn't treat Dakota really nice he was the only friend he had. And he was the best friend.

'Opposites attract each other they say, right?'

Expecting that his friend was sitting at the kitchen table right behind him, Dakota said, after a sip of his coffee:

"So... what's today's mission?"

No reply. Why would Cavendish not answer? Dakota turned around... and two empty chairs greeted him.

"Cavendish?", he asked, his voice loud enough to reach every room of their small apartment. Dakota put his cup of coffee down and started to search through the house.

Their bedroom. Empty.

The small living room. Empty.

The bathroom. Empty.

Where was Cavendish? He wouldn't just leave the house without informing Dakota. So he searched through the rooms again, looking for a message from his partner. Nothing. There was no hint where Cavendish could be.

A feeling of uneasiness started to grow inside of Dakota. He couldn't remember when he and Cavendish hadn't been together the last time. He didn't even know if they ever had been separated since they had been assigned to their mission. So being alone was quite frightening. The small apartment suddenly seemed way too big for Dakota.

"C-Cavendish?", he tried to call out for his friend again but again there was no answer.

'Okay... Calm down. There has to be a simple explanation.'

Dakota closed his eyes and focused on calming his breath.

A mission. Yes! Cavendish had gotten their new mission and it had been the same as always: Protect the pistachios. And because he had been annoyed by that he had tried to fulfill the mission on his own.

This was the answer. It had to be.

Now Dakota just had to find out what the mission was and then he could go and find Cavendish. It would be a cakewalk!

Dakota went to the living room and walked over to the computer that stood on a table in the left corner. He entered the password and waited for Mr. Block to answer his call. It didn't take too long.

"Dakota, Caven-", the man showed on the screen started talking but stopped himself when he could only see Dakota.

"Where is Cavendish?", he asked, narrowing his eyes. Dakota swallowed. Yeah... He was asking himself the same question. But Mr. Block would probably get angry if he knew that Cavendish was missing and Dakota didn't want to cause his partner problems.

"Eh- He... He's in the bathroom. I'm calling to get the new mission's coordinates for us.", Dakota explained and though Block's eyes narrowed even more he just nodded. The computer printed out a paper with the new task and Dakota took it in his hands, read the lines that were written on it.

"I hope and believe that you won't disappoint me this time. Good luck!"

Mr. Block ended the call and Dakota mumbled to himself: "I hope so too."

If Cavendish wasn't on a mission... then were had he disappeared to? Dakota couldn't think of any place. He strolled over to the window and held his breath when he looked outside. The car... It was gone! Cavendish had taken the car with him. That meant that he could be anywhere... anytime!

"Oh no... no, no, no."

Dakota ran out of the house and examined the empty parking lot where their time travel car was supposed to stand. What was going on? Dakota couldn't understand where Cavendish would travel to without him and more importantly why. No mission, no other plans - there was no reason for him to travel through time and space.

'I have to find him. But how? I have no idea where he would go?'

Dakota circled the empty parking space while hitting against his head with one fist.

"Think, think, think.", he said again and again; it sounded like a mantra. If he only had a point to start with his search. He thought of all the times and places he and Cavendish had visited. Most of the time it had been here, in Danville. But there were tons of other places to be checked.

Luckily, Dakota still had their little teleportation gadget which worked just like the car.

And so he started his search, hoping to find his lost partner. He travelled everywhere. The old Egypt, Rome and all the other past centuries. Nowhere... Cavendish was nowhere to be found. It was like searching for the popular needle in a haystack. The world was way too big, time was unlimited.

Fear and worry nearly drove Dakota crazy, he even double checked some of the places just to make sure that he hadn't missed his friend.

Hours turned into days, days turned into weeks, weeks turned into months...

Six months. He searched for him for half a year. But he couldn't find him. With every day passing Dakota's power was fading more and more. He rarely ate or slept - he had no time for it. All he could focuse on was finding Cavendish. It became his new mission. All the times Block called him he simply ignored it and didn't answer. Pistachios? Really?! They were not important. Cavendish was important! And Dakota didn't dare to tell Block about his partner's disappearence. His boss would probably just shrug his shoulders. He didn't care about them. He never had. Just like Brick and Savannah. They would never help him with the search.

Finally, after a really long time, Dakota returned to their apartment. He entered the living room and leaned against the wall, closed his eyes.

'Where are you, Cavendish?', he thought and tears started to stream down his face. Slowly, he let himself slide down the wall until he was sitting on the floor. He burried his face in his hands and sobbed uncontrollably. Why? Why had Cavendish left him alone? Why wasn't he coming back home? Dakota didn't deserve this loneliness.

What was preventing Cavendish from coming back? Was he injured... or even worse dead? Horrifying images started to fill Dakota's imagination and he tried to get rid off them by shaking his head. No, no! Cavendish couldn't die. Dakota had always saved him. He had been there to turn back time. But now? What if something had happened to Cavendish while Dakota wasn't with him? Who would have saved him in a threatening situation? There was no one. They just had each other!

Or what if Cavendish had found a new partner? Someone who could complete their mission better than Dakota. No... Cavendish would never betray him. That wasn't like him.

So what had happened?

The sound of a doorknob being turned filled the air and Dakota looked up. His heart seemed to stop for a second when a tall man entered the room.

Silence. The two man just stared at each other without saying a word.

And suddenly emotions washed over Dakota. He jumped up and took the other man in his arms, held him as tight as he could.

"Cavendish.", he sniffed while more tears streamed down his face. He was back! His partner had returned to him. The tears of sadness turned into tears of relief and joy in an instance until...

"Ehm... exuse me, but... who are you?"

The peaceful world crumbled into pieces.