A/N: It's short, I know. The next ones will be longer. I pretty much just wanted to do this to summarize how I think June and Day got back together, since the end of Champion broke me. ;_;

Sector: Lake

Temperature: 68 °F

Time: 10:24 PM

DAY

June and I are snuggled up together on the bed. She only has undergarments and a robe on, and I'm shirtless. We've had a lazy day all day to celebrate our two year anniversary. Just us and Jade, our sheepdog we adopted for our first anniversary.

I glance down at June. She's shivering slightly. I'm such a goddy trot. It wasn't her who wanted to watch The Exorcist at 10 PM. I pretty much begged her to. Who would've thought June Iparis, the girl who works for the Republic, who's fought in a war, would be scared of a ridiculous movie?

My thoughts start to wander off to the day I came back to the Republic. I have since regained mostly all my memories, though a few unimportant ones are still hazy. I remember the big things, like June's connection to my mother's death, to the little ones, like how she was sipping a pale purple tea the next morning after we had a little fun in bed. I've never felt more in love than I have since I found June again. I dated a couple girls when I was in Ross City, cute ones at that. But honestly, it never worked out. None of those relationships ever lasted more than a few weeks, a month max. They just felt so wrong. When I came back to Los Angeles and saw June again, I instantly realized why. I loved her ten years ago, and I never did stop loving her. Some part of me always knew that I wanted her and just her, helping me draw away from other women and leading me back to her.

A soft cry snaps me out of my thoughts, and I look to see June burying her face against my chest. I wasn't really paying attention to the movie, so I don't know what happened, but it must've been enough to spook her, yeah? I reach out and gently stroke her hair, then trail my fingers down her back. I'm humming that tune again, the same tune I've been humming since June and I's first date, when I took her dancing to make up for not asking her to dance at the Independence Day party over 10 years ago. I've never forgot that song, I know every single word. June relaxes in my arms. I continue humming as I turn the T.V. off. Better not let her watch that again. I pull her closer, kissing the top of her head.

"I love you." I whisper softly, putting my hand under her chin to tilt her head to me.

June smiles in a way that makes my heart pound furiously. "I love you, too."

The words have barely escaped her mouth when I crush my lips to her's, slipping my tongue gently into her mouth, devouring her.

That's when I realize June's not going to leave me any time soon, maybe now I can take that "next big step."