A/N: First off, I'm so happy S4 of SAB is back! After the way the episode ended though I just had to write this! If you're American and wondering why words like 'mom' are spelt like 'mum' it's because I'm Australian haha. If you have any fic prompts from a particular episode, leave it in a review and I'll take a look. Enjoy!

It takes a lot of convincing from Melody, and after a rather heartbreaking, but rationale discussion at the airport, Emmett eventually finds himself curled up in a window seat awaiting his late night flight to LA. It had only been a few hours ago that he and Bay had said their goodbyes and the pain was still raw, so painfully so that it felt as though a knife had been stabbed straight through his chest. As the plane begins to take-off, Emmett takes a few deep breaths in and out to distract himself from trying to reason with the situation as he had done so many times leading up to this very moment.

He wishes Bay were sitting next to him on this plane right now. He wishes he could stop this inconsolable feeling inside of him that just won't disappear. But he wishes more than anything that Daphne had taken the fall when she had the chance, because if she had, he and Bay would be LA-bound right now to start their new adventure. He won't ever forgive Daphne for this.

Emmett picks up his backpack with the intention of finding something else to distract him from thinking about how much he wishes he were back in KC.

Fishing around for nothing in particular, his hand falls upon something thick and cardboard like. Curious, he reaches into his bag and pulls out a whole bunch of envelopes bundled together by an elastic band. He removes the elastic band and reads the handwritten words on the front of the first envelope: Open when you feel lost. As he flips the first envelope to the back of the pile, he begins to read the headings on all the other envelopes:

Open when you miss me;

Open when you feel bored;

Open when you feel lonely;

Open when you can't sleep;

Open when you need a hug;

Open when you feel positive;

Open when you're hungover;

Open when you need a laugh;

Open when you're feeling sad;

Open when you're feeling angry;

Open when you feel like giving up;

Open when you're feeling stressed;

Open when you're in a happy mood;

Open when you want to hear a joke;

Open when you're feeling homesick;

Open when you feel like reminiscing;

Open when you're doubting yourself;

Open when you feel like coming home;

Open when you need some motivation;

Open when you've had an amazing day;

Open when you experience something new;

Open when you feel like the distance is too much;

Open when you need to be reminded of how much I love you;

Open when you- they went on and on.

At the very end of the pile, he comes to an envelope labeled 'Open when you're on the plane to LA'.

Sinking back into his chair, he opens the envelope and stares down at the familiar messy writing he knows all to well to belong to his girlfriend and begins to read:

Dear Emmett,

By the time you read this, you'll hopefully be on a plane to LA ready to start your next big adventure at USC.

There's so many things I could tell you right now, like how much I'm missing you and what I would give to be sitting next to you on that plane.

But I'm not going to dwell on the sadness.

This is already hard enough for the both of us and I can't guarantee that it won't get harder before it gets any easier. What I know for sure is that you and I will find a way through this and we'll grow stronger because of it.

I don't expect you to understand why I did what I did, but part of the reason that I love you so much is because you accept my choices anyway, even when you don't always agree. It's just like when Angelo died, and you told me that sometimes love means doing what the other person wants, even if it isn't what you want.

I've handwritten all of these letters for you (who knew death by house arrest meant having so much free time) and there's one for just about every occasion.

Know that this isn't goodbye; our plans have just been delayed and I'll be on a plane to you as soon as I can. You're passion for photography and videography is going to get you far in life and that's why I couldn't let you stay with me in KC. You're destined for greatness and LA is waiting for you.

So enjoy, study hard, take every opportunity given to you, experience all there is to experience, have fun and remember that I love you and will be thinking of you all the time. I expect lots of photos, daily texts and lots of Skype dates! I'm just a phone call away if you need anything at all.

1,617 miles may be the distance separating us for right now, but it's only a temporary solution until we can be together again.

I love you always.

Love, Bay xx

The pain in Emmett's chest faintly subsides as the reassuring words echo around in his head. Until we can be together again. He retrieves his phone from the front pocket of his jeans and quickly taps out a text to Bay.

Bay is staring blankly at the wall with tear stained eyes. She's feeling kind of guilty after attacking Daphne the way she had, but she has every right to be upset with her. For once, Bay doesn't attempt to turn her grief into a sorrowful piece of artwork since that would require having to channel the pain in order to interpret it on a white canvas, and staring at a reflection of her sadness would just be another way of having to accept that Emmett is gone.

When her phone vibrates from where she'd thrown it across her bed after her fight with Daphne, Bay reaches for it and lets out a sigh she hadn't realised she'd been holding in. Looking down at the screen, she notices that it's a text from Emmett.

(10.54pm – Emmett)

I don't know when or how you put those letters in my bag but thank you. Reading that first letter was just what I needed.

(10.56pm – Bay)

I may or may not have devised a plan to have your mum put them in your bag without you noticing.

(10.57pm – Emmett)

Very sneaky, I like it. How are things at home anyway? I know it's only been a few hours but what have you been up to since I left?

(10.59pm – Bay)

The truth?

(10.59pm – Emmett)

Please.

(11.03pm – Bay)

I've been staring at my bedroom wall for about three hours hoping to avoid everyone. Then Daphne walked into my room a while ago and I kind of got mad at her. I don't want to talk about her though; I just want to talk with you.

(11.05pm – Emmett)

Sounds like we're in the same mood. It took mum a while to convince me to even get on the plane. Once the plane had taken off, I was already on my phone looking up flights from LA to KC.

(11.06pm – Bay)

Emmett Beldsoe, while I would love nothing more, you are not getting on a plane back to KC! You are going to LA and you're going to have an amazing time at USC.

(11.07pm – Emmett)

That's easier said than done when your happiness is 1,617 miles away.

(11.10pm – Bay)

You haven't even set foot in LA yet. Just give it a chance.

(11.12pm – Emmett)

What would I do without you?

(11.12pm – Bay)

Lucky for you, we're not going to find out.

(11.14pm – Emmett)

Okay, I'll give it a go.

(11.17pm – Bay)

You know that I love you.

(11.18pm – Emmett)

I love you too.

(11.19pm – Bay)

We will get through this. You know why?

(11.23pm – Emmett)

I do. Because sometimes love means doing what the other person wants, even if it isn't what you want.