Myka squinted as she opened her eyes; the blinds in her room were open and letting in all the morning sun. Although she never saw him, Myka knew that Pete must have visited the night before.

Back at the B&B, whenever Myka was having trouble sleeping or just restless, she would walk down to the porch and look at the stars. Somehow Pete always knew when she made these little excursions, because within minutes he would join her and tell her about the constellations. When he was visiting he must have forgot to close the blinds after looking at the stars.

Myka stretched out her arm, reaching for the remote on the table next to her. She barley could reach the edge of the remote, and almost threw it flying on the ground in her attempt to capture it.

After much struggling Myka finally had the remote in her control. She turned on the news in hopes of figuring out if there was a new artifact terrorizing the world, something that would allow her to feel useful again after days of lounging around in a hospital bed. Unfortunately, an hour and a news broadcast later, she was no closer to finding something productive to do with her stationary time.

As Myka laid motionlessly on her bed her thoughts drifted to Pete. How was he doing? Was he worried about her? Did he care? If he did care was he holding up ok? The one question that kept pushing its way forward, becoming more prominent than the others was why is he not visiting when I am awake?

Unfortunately Myka knew Pete, and she knew the answer to most of these questions without even having to see him. With the way he responded when she told him about the cancer she knew that he cared, and that he was worried. Myka was glad that Pete cared, but she also felt bad about making him go through such a tough time.

Myka may not admit it, but she knew how she felt about Pete. Pete seemed to be more than a friend to her. She had known her feelings for a long time, but when Pete accidently caused the wishing artifact to make her pregnant she knew for sure that her feelings were genuine. Pete's words that day, telling her that she seemed like the only one who could ever share his crazy life with him, rang true in her ears and made her feel ways she had never felt before.

Myka spent the rest of her day pondering her feelings over Pete, and whether or not he would return her feeling. She also though over the decision of telling Pete how she felt, and wondered what the best option would be.