Oh, no, oh no…

Juliet is officially never coming back on Wizards. That was her last appearance.

As for Mason, I read that in a future episode (not Future Harper) Alex mentions Mason, 'hinting that they are still together'. He'd better come back. I fell in love with the character in two episodes xD

Oh, and random thought: Why do you think Mason loves dogs and painting dogs?

Because he practically is one. Get it, because he's a werewolf? :D

I sat still on the couch, with Justin just as stiff beside me. I said nothing, he said nothing.

I didn't care. I wasn't in the mood for talking.

"I can't believe they just left like that," I said absentmindedly. I hadn't even realized I'd spoken until Justin said, "They didn't have a choice."

"I know." I sighed. "I miss him."

Justin didn't reply to me. Instead, he murmured to himself, "I miss her."

"Justin," I began, taking a deep breath. "I'm going to find them."

Justin turned to look at me, in obvious shock. I knew it was because it was too dangerous, but I wouldn't go by myself. Besides, if I died while searching for them, Justin could avenge me. Even though at this point I wouldn't care if I died. "No," Justin told me. "No, you aren't. It's too dangerous."

I stood up from the couch, still wobbly from crying. "Yeah, yeah, it's dangerous. I know. That's why you're coming with me."

Justin gaped at me. "You mean…me…go…find her…again? Tell me, Alex, why would I? So I can just lose her again?"

There was a pause. I didn't speak, and Justin continued. "And if we even do find them, Mason will be a dog and Juliet…Juliet will be old, and she won't let me take her back."

I shrugged, even though he was very obviously right. "We'll use magic."

Justin continued gaping. "We can't…use magic…on them! It won't even work."

"We'll find a spell."

"There isn't one."

"There will be. Stop being so negative! Don't you want her back? More than anything?"

Justin didn't speak. I knew he knew I was right; because I was. Suddenly, I felt…right again. Was it hope? That I would see…them again?

"I do. More than anything," Justin echoed. He stood up next to me and put on a brave face. "Fine. I'll…go with you. But we'll need a cover,"

I gasped. Did Justin just…go along with my plan? I must be getting to him! I knew the day would come. "Leave the sneaky to me," I told him. "We can get Harper to cover for us."

"What about Max?"
"Lock him up," I muttered, but then said more clearly to Justin, "We'll take him with us. He could be helpful."

Justin and I shared a look, and then broke into hysterical laughter.

"Yeah, right," he snickered. I was happy to see him smiling again, but even happier for myself to be smiling.

"Well, we'll still taking him. Even if he can't help." I giggled again.

Justin stiffened, getting more serious. "When do we leave?"

I thought for a moment before saying, "Tonight. We leave tonight."

**

"Alex!" Harper screamed, bursting through the door. "You won't believe it everyone is talking about you and Mason and wondering what happened and laughing because you cried and you would be so mad but mostly sad about it and what is going on?"

I patted my pocket, where the note from him was, and smiled. "Justin and I are about to engage in a mission, and you will be covering for us."

Harper backed away and walked right into the door. "Oh, no, I'm not," she said, shaking her head. "Unless…what kind of mission?"

"We're going to find Mason and Juliet," Justin informed her, speaking both of their names with ease. Harper growled.

"I refuse to participate. REFUSE." Harper wagged her finger at us.

"Harper, please," I begged. "For me. For Justin. For Juliet who I know you sometimes envy but I also know you like her."

Harper heaved a sigh. "Fine. For you. Not for Justin." Justin rolled his eyes. "I know it's for me, too."

"Yeah, it is." Harper grumbled, before heading downstairs. I followed her. When we got to the bottom of the stairs, she turned to look at me. "Why are you doing this?" she asked, sounding genuinely curious.

"Because I love him," I replied, puzzled. Wasn't it obvious?

"Do you? After everything he did to you?" Harper crossed her arms.

"What 'everything'?" I asked.

"Let's see," she began counting on her fingers. "He hid the fact that he was a werewolf from you, he professed his love for your brother's girlfriend right in front of you, attacked your brother, scratched your brother's girlfriend so he would lose her, which then caused her to bite him and turn him into a wolf forever. Oh, yeah, and then he left you." She paused. "There's more," she added. "Would you like me to go on?"

I shook my head. I was getting the same sick-to-my-stomach feeling that I had the night he left me. "You didn't have to remind me of everything," I whispered, plopping down on the floor and holding my head in my hands. Harper instantly sat down next to me, repeating over and over, "I'm so sorry, Alex. Really! I didn't…I wasn't thinking…"

I wasn't listening to Harper. I was replaying everything in my hand: the day we met, our first 'date', our first kiss, and the most painful…when he left. I peered at Harper from between my hands, but she was too blurry. Stop moving, I almost said, but then I realized I was crying.

Again.

Harper put her arm around me and sighed. "I know I never really encourage you," she began, "but today I am going to. You will find them. I know it."

I tried to smile at her, but I couldn't. Not with the newly formed knot of doubt in my stomach.

"What if I don't find him? Or her? What if I don't find either of them?" I wondered aloud in panic. It was entirely possible I wouldn't find them.

Then a terrifying thought crossed my mind: What if they don't want to be found?

No, no, that was crazy! He obviously still loved me (even if he was a dog now), and she obviously still loved Justin. They would be so happy if we found them and changed them back.

"That won't happen," Harper assured me. "You'll find them."

I sniffled before standing up. "Come on," I said weakly. "Let's go find some spells." I retreated up the stairs, not bothering to see if Harper was following me or not. When I got to the end of the steps and into the sandwich shop, I turned around and saw Harper panting behind me. I guessed from the look on her face that I ran pretty fast. It shouldn't have been a problem for Harper, though- she was a pretty good runner.

I peered closely at some of the customers, and then stopped myself when I realized I didn't know what I was searching for. Apparently Harper did, because she grabbed my arm and yanked me into the kitchen. Before I could ask her what the heck that was for, she said, "They aren't in there."

I knew that. Of course I did.

I pulled out my wand and quickly unlocked the lair. I walked inside, pulling Harper with me, and then shut the door.

Then I ran.

"Okay, Harper…" I began, searching the bookshelves. "Grab any spell book that looks promising."

I ran my finger through the shelves, occasionally pulling out a book that looked like it could help. I turned, with about nine books in my arms, to see how Harper was doing. She had a tiny, puny paperback under her arm. I groaned.

"Harper, I said any book that looks promising. Which, knowing me, means grab any book you find!"

Harper didn't say anything. She just stood in front of the tiny bookshelf, taking the time to carefully read all of the titles on the spines to decide which book would help me. I shook my head. Sickening.

Finally, she turned around and tossed the flimsy book at me. I looked at the dusty cover that read Spells for the Beginner Wizard: Your Powers and You. I rolled my eyes.

"Is this a joke?" I asked her.

"What!" she defended. "Technically, you're at a beginning wizard level…"

"Oh, what do you know?!" I dismissed. "Just stick to finding books, okay?"

Wow. I never thought I would say that.

"Wait, I know," Harper said. She turned back around to grin at me.

"What?"

"Remember that forbidden book of spells? The one that you stole?"

I grimaced. "Yeah."

"That has to have something in it, right?"

I was speechless. It would have a spell in it. A spell I could use to get him back, and get her back.

"Harper, you are a genius," I stated.

"Wow, really? Can you tell that to my mom?"

"Nah."

"Okay." Harper shrugged and set her flimsy beginner wizard book on top of my stack. I rolled my eyes, but Harper just simply asked, "So, where exactly is the book?"

I chewed on my lip, and then suddenly remembered where it was.

"Justin's room."