Mal kept walking, not even looking back. Was he really the one who changed? He was certain her was not, that he had almost been preserved in a time capsule. Look at Kai, Amy and Ken. Amy and Ken were married, Kai certainly…different. "Mal!" Natara yelled, chasing after him. Despite how little he wanted to, he stopped. She came up behind him, and seeing her made rage bubble under his skin again. "If you gave up, why did you come back? Why even bother if I'm that bad?" he spat.
She looked down at her feet, as if deciding if she was going to lie again. "Mal, I didn't mean that" she paused for a moment "You want the truth?".
"What else would I want?".
She took a deep breath. "I don't know anymore. I think what I really wanted was to go back, to pretend that the last three years didn't happen". She paused for a moment, as if choosing her next words carefully "but it was wrong. It's wasn't fair to either of us, and if anyone has a right to want to go back it's you". She stopped, and Mal suddenly felt horrible for what he had said. "I'm sorry".
"Don't be" she said looking back up. "It wasn't your fault, I shouldn't have even come. I wasn't any help". She turned to go away, but Mal grabbed we arm to stop her.
"There is something you can do, and all I need are some answers".
April 3rd, Two years ago
Natara regretted saying her last goodbye to Mal, not matter how unresponsive Mal was. "I might be going away for a while" she said. Unsurprisingly, there was no response. "Or forever". Nothing. At this point if she could have anything in the world, it would be for Mal to say goodbye, say that he would miss her. Say anything. But that did not happen. What did happen was Oscar came in, startling her. "You loved him, didn't you?" he said. Natara didn't respond right away, but after a moment she nodded. "And you still do". It wasn't a question, so Natara didn't answer. Oscar knew it was true, knew there would always be something getting in the way between them.