It only took about thirty seconds for Bobby to conclude that he couldn't handle sitting through Rogue's memorial service. That final night still haunted him. Luckily, the bustle of students filing out provided cover for him to escape to the garden.

In contrast to the day's activities, the weather was clear and beautiful. The breeze and birdsong quickly swallowed up and voices behind him.

"Bobby?"

He jumped. Jordin, wearing a feathery skirt that matched her lavender eyes, followed him around the bend in the path. Her reddish-brown hair fell gracefully around her shoulders. "Mind if I joined you?"

"No, you're fine. Actually, it'd be kind of nice." He waited for her to catch up, and then they continued on together. "How are you feeling?"

"More refreshed than I've been in a while. I see you're looking better, especially just three days out."

Bobby smiled shyly, something he'd never done in front of Jordin before. "I think it helped to wake up two days ago and find you already sitting up and moving around."

They lapsed into silence as they rounded the school building; the fountain slowly came into view. Sunlight glinted off the water. Bobby motioned the offer to sit down.

"You know," started Jordin, "I can't begin to thank you for what you've done. It sounds really cheesy, but I don't know if I'd even be alive—really!"

"I'm not making fun of you for it," replied Bobby, perfectly serious. "And you're welcome."

Jordin glanced in the direction from which they'd come. "Was she your first? Girlfriend, I mean."

"No, I dated some before I came here. But she was different. I mean, yeah, there was the issue of her powers when it came to certain stuff, but…it's something you don't find every day, even here, you know?"

"I understand." Jordin occupied herself with studying the light and shadows of the water behind her. A blossom floated down to rest on the shining surface. The pool, the air, everything was just the right temperature. She found it comforting that beauty continued even after the worst of ordeals. It gave them a reason to heal, to move forward in life.

Bobby's hand brushed hers, causing her to finally look back at him. His face was a mixture of peace and pain, grief and gladness. To feel the loss and enjoy the day at the same time was perfectly acceptable. And yet there was also a sense of contentment, like this was where they were meant to be no matter how difficult it was.

"Jordin—"

"Bobby—"

He gave up on words altogether and just kissed her. Jordin was taken by surprise only for a moment. They both knew this had been avoided for awhile; enough people hinted and giggled whenever they were seen together. It just hadn't felt right, until now.

The peaceful day would not stick around forever, but this scene, the perfection of it all, seemed to say that in the end, everything would still be alright.

Fin!

Okay, a very sappy ending. Gimme a break, I needed something lighter after struggling with the climax for months!