He dropped the suitcase at her side, and the fake ticket remained gripped in his hand as he collided with her, wrapping both of his arms around her as tightly as possible. She kissed him then, disregarding the people around. Their display didn't last long, though it seemed to. Once they pulled away, he picked up the suitcase and grabbed her arm.

"Come on, partner. Let's go."

"Go where?"

"Anywhere."

They began running- he pulled her along. He had always been a force, pulling her; guiding her.

"I don't want to stop moving, Natalie, not until I don't have breath anymore."

She stopped then, and his shoes squeaked as he halted too and turned to look at her. "Keith, do you really want me to stay with you?"

He knew it was time to stop controlling her, even if that meant losing her.

"We're at the crossroads again, partner." He gave her that signature, crooked smile. "It's you're decision."

Every moment that followed after his reply pushed him further into believing he had lost his partner. But then, she ran to him. She ran fast; almost as fast as they drove when they got into his truck, protected then from the pouring rain.

"I never thought it was possible, Natalie."

"What?"

"For me to love someone."

"Keith, why wouldn't you?"

"I didn't think I'd ever have time…but, you gave me time."

"I want to finally go bowling." The reply was abrupt, random, but Keith obliged-driving to the nearest bowling joint he could find.

Silently, he stepped out of the truck. He stood for a moment quietly, then looked at her.

"This is my first time bowling." He said, tears filling his eyes.

"That's exciting! Right?" She asked, confused.

He nodded, still teary-eyed.

"Keith, what's wrong?"

He struggled to speak. "My first time almost bowling was at my friend's 10th birthday party. It was July 5th. I never got to actually bowl, though. My dad picked me up early. He got a call that day," he shoved his hands in his pocket, looking up at the shimmering lights that kept flickering on and off, 'B-O-W-L-I-N-G'. "I found out I had cancer that day. I never took you bowling every time I said we would because I couldn't face it; those sounds, smells, the atmosphere- it's worse than the hospital, to me. But I've always wanted to face it. I thought if I had someone to do it with, it would be easier."

Natalie wanted him to have the accomplishment of facing his traumatizing memories of something so simple and fun, but she couldn't help the first thought popping in her head of wanting to spare hi anymore pain.

"Keith, we don't have to go- it can stay symbolic. We never have to really go bowling."

"No, no. I want to. Every kid has gone bowling…it's not like I want to go to Europe, it's just bowling…I want to do it; I can do it."

She could tell he was simply attempting to convince himself, but she smiled softly and replied: "Well, then, partner, we'll go bowl. It's easy, and fun, and you can do it-Just like you could do the Goodbye Scene."

His eyes were dry now, and he took in a deep breath, smiling at her. "Are you sure?"

She stepped closer to him, confidence lacing her smile. "I haven't lied to you this far-"

"-I know you won't start now."