AN: I loved this show, but now that the series finale has shown, I wanted to add a touch of my own. Reviews are loved!

Numbers filled my mind, all the time, crawling into every waking moment until nothing else could fit in my reality. All I could do was write them, over and over.

The numbers changed, the place we were in changed. Sometimes I even found my feet and could walk, or even run, some place where the numbers led me. So many numbers, nothing else could keep them at away. Not the soft sound of my father's voice, or the sights of others. Any touch was a painful intrusion into my world of numbers, making it hard for me to breathe. It hurt to look anywhere but at my numbers, writing as fast as I could.

Then Amelia came. Her soft understanding filled my dreams, and even her voice made sense to me. She had her own reality filled with probabilities and futures and visions. She knew how hard it was to live in a world of other people, but she was amazing. She could actually interact with the other people even around her visions! She could speak to them directly, touch them, watch their eyes.

When she lost her ability to see those visions, I realized my numbers might go away, too. Would I prefer that? Would it be better to have no numbers crowding my mind, cutting me off from those around me, even my father who loves me so much? No. I don't think so. I need to be stronger, to keep my numbers and still touch the people around me. To speak words that are so hard to form around the endless numbers. To share the secrets the numbers tell me, the connections they make between people and events. I have come to see, with Amelia's help, that the numbers are important but not all I have or all that is important.

My father is my touchstone, my link with the world of love that makes all the numbers count. I must find a way to show him I love him, too.

Martin started in surprise, then grinned with pleasure, at the unexpected hug from his son, the first in nearly twelve years. He had no idea how hard it was for Jake, but he carefully, gently hugged him back. "I love you, too, son."