"Adam? Addy? Where are you?" Jason called out for his little brother. He even looked under the bed; anything was possible.

"Shawn?" Roman called out to the preacher. He too looked under the bed. There was a small wardrobe in the corner, but after a look, Adam wasn't there.

"What is it, Roman?" Shawn asked with a curious cock of his head. Both Roman and Jason were on their hands and knees as they looked under the bed for a second time.

Both men stood, Roman replied. "Did you see Adam? Maybe he went to the outhouse?"

Shawn shook his head. "No, I didn't see or hear Adam. He would have had to ask where to go to the bathroom. Adam hasn't been shown the water closet yet. Is he with the children?" He turned and took a few steps back so he could see into the ward.

"No, I don't see him. Well, he can't have gone far, this is the only way in or out of this room." Shawn's hands were on his hips, he was perplexed.

Roman noticed something. He realized his anatomy textbook wasn't on the window seat where he'd left it, as a matter of fact, he didn't see the thick book anywhere. He walked over to the window and looked out and down.

"He climbed out of the window..." With a grunt, Roman leaned out of the window and grabbed his book. "He must have knocked this off the window seat on his way out. I see bare footprints in the dirt too." Roman held up the book to prove his point.

It then hit Jason, he knew exactly where his brother had gone. "I need clothes. I'm pretty sure I know where he went… to the beach… to look for Wade." He looked from Roman to Shawn, a look of panic on his face.

Shawn didn't hesitate. "We are close to the same size. Come on, we'll go to our hut." Shawn waved his arm to show Jason the way.

Roman watched Shawn and Jason leave. Roman decided, that in the meantime, he'd go to the beach. He didn't think Adam needed to be alone. He didn't want to draw attention, so, Roman easily climbed out of the window and headed down toward the beach.

Earlier in the afternoon….

Adam woke up with a start from a terrible dream. When he sat up and looked, he realized it hadn't really been a dream, it was real; very real. There had been a shipwreck, and he had been washed up on an island shore. Adam remembered his precious children and dear brother were alive, as were Seth, Dean and Braun.

Adam also remembered the dear little baby that had been taken from him. Tears welled up in his eyes as he ran his hand over his now empty abdomen. The tears fell in rivers when Adam then realized Wade was not there. Adam knew he could not survive without his beloved husband. Wade was his strength.

The beach! Adam knew he had to get to the beach. He had to be there when Wade arrived. Adam slowly got out of the bed. He felt a little dizzy from lying down so long and a lack of food. Well, eating didn't matter, but he drank the glass of water that sat on the bedside table. After a few moments, Adam felt a bit stronger. He didn't want to have to face a bunch of questions or even worse, sympathetic looks. He looked over at the large window with a wide sill for a seat.

It made Adam bite down hard against the pain he felt as he climbed out of the window. The pain probably came from losing the baby and being back on land. After several cautious steps, Adam found his land legs. It wasn't hard to find the beach, he could see it through the trees.

When Adam emerged from the cooler jungle, he heard voices further up the beach. He could see that a group of four villagers picked up things from the sand and put them in a barrel on a cart. While he was curious, Adam didn't want to talk to anyone. He sat down on the sand, beside a large boulder that, hundreds of years ago, had rolled down onto the beach. Adam was completely hidden from view, just what he wanted.

"Oh Wade, my love, where are you? Why did you have to go back for those papers? Why, Wade, why? Why did God take our baby? We would have been halfway to our goal of six children. Why, Wade? Why can't I go with you? Come and get me, my darling. God, please, take me to Wade. Please, don't leave me hear without Wade." Adam's tears rained down as he made his silent prayer.

Shawn and Jason didn't want to raise an alarm that Adam had gone missing, so they quietly left the hospital. Shawn led Jason down a path outlined by beautiful flowers, the likes of which Jason had never seen.

"Heath and I replanted the flowers from deep in the forest. My son has a natural green thumb." Shawn explained as they hurried along.

"It's wonderful. We don't have flowers like this in Canada. Adam has a green thumb too, his garden back at Barrett Manor was the best in all of Ontario Provence. Oh Shawn, we have to find Adam." Jason tried not to sound as panicked as he felt.

Shawn stopped as they arrived at the Helmsley's hut, which was more like a multi room house. "Don't worry, son. It's not a large island. I am sure he is on the beach, and I am also sure Roman is already there, looking. Come on, I have a trunk of things I don't wear anymore. You are welcome to them."

Jason was awestruck as he entered the Helmsley's hut. However, hut was not the right word, it was a home. While everything was made of native woods and bamboo, it was exactly like a real house. There was even a beach rock and shell fire place. There was a main living area with a kitchen, two bedrooms and two office type rooms, one for Hunter and one for Shawn.

The windows were large and of course, had no glass, but there were blinds and shutters to keep out any bad weather. There were also goat and sheep hide rugs scattered about the wooden floor. Various knick-knacks from their travels tastefully decorated the walls or sat on shelves.

"Shawn, this isn't…well…not what I pictured when I heard the word hut. It's wonderful." Jason fingered a Chinese jade figure that sat on a small teak wood table. It truly was a beautiful home.

Shawn chuckled. "Well, we are bit more…western, but still, most of the huts are like ours. Now, come on let's get you dressed." He led Jason to the bedroom he and Hunter shared.

Heath came back into the house. He'd been down to the village smoke shed to get duck bones to boil to make more broth. He heard his pa and Jason talking.

"Pa, I'm back. Is something wrong?" Heath asked as he put down the package of duck bones.

Shawn came out of the bedroom and explained why he and Jason were there. "I'm sure Adam will be alright, pa. He has more strength than he gets credit for. It didn't all come from Wade." Heath gave a shrug.

Shawn smiled at his son. "One of your feelings? Just so you know, I agree with you. By the way, do you mind if I give some of your toddler clothes to Alex? I know you want them for your own children, but Alex needs them. It is up to you." Shawn knew his son had a gift for reading people, and he respected it.

Heath nodded. "Of course Alex can have some of my old clothes. I'm sure someone has somethings for Eliza, Trinity maybe. I'd better start the broth, Adam will be hungry, as well as the others."

Shawn gave his dear son a kiss on the cheek. "You're a good boy, Heath. Your father and I are so proud of you. Finding you was the best day of our lives. I love you, son." He gave Heath a hug and another kiss.

"I'm glad it was your doorstep that was chosen. I am who I am because of you and father. I love you both." He returned the hug, and kissed Shawn's cheek.

Jason quickly swiped his eyes. The exchange between Heath and Shawn made him miss his own father. He also knew how much Adam missed his mother. When would happiness find their family? It was going to be a happy, new life in Sidney, but once again, Jason felt kicked while he was down. Where was this God that supposedly took care of people?

On the beach, Roman spoke to his fellow villagers. No one had seen Adam, they had been too busy picking up debris from the shipwreck off the beach. Mostly it was bits of wood and an occasional piece of stray cloth.

Roman started back down the beach. He saw Lookout Rock, the boulder that had crashed onto the beach. Roman could get a good view from the apex. He prayed Adam hadn't done something stupid, like try to drown himself.

Adam didn't hear the sounds as Roman deftly climbed up to stand on the top of Lookout Rock. Adam's head was buried in his hands as he continued to sob and speak to his thoughts.

"Please God, take me to Wade. I can't…what do I tell his children? Oh please, either bring him back to me, or send me to be with him. Where are Mark and Glenn? Why did you take them from us? I can't live without my Wade, I just can't. Oh Wade, Wade…I love you so damn much..." Adam's voice cracked into wracking, heart wrenching sobs. It was a sound that ripped at Roman's very soul.

Roman climbed down the boulder and sat down in the sand next to Adam. He reached out and gently rubbed the blond's back. Roman didn't speak, because he simply did not know what to say. What he did hope, was for Adam to know he had support.

It took Adam a moment to realize he was no longer alone. The touch on his back was so much like… "Wade?" Adam asked with hope, but he didn't dare look.

Roman sighed. "No, it is me, Roman. You worried us when you vanished. Is…there anything I can do?"

"Bring Wade back or, do something that will send me to him." Adam replied flatly. He still had his head buried in his arms, his bent knees a perfect resting place for his forehead.

Roman continued to caress Adam's back. "I'm sorry, I can't and I won't. I'm so sorry about Wade and your other friends. I don't want you to get false hopes, but there is still a slight chance they could come ashore. But Adam, you have to face the fact, that the more time that passes, the less likely that will happen. My friend, you need to brace yourself for the fact that your husband is…in Heaven. I can understand how you are feeling. I…my baby sister died a few years ago, she was my world. You see, she wasn't…born right. She was really never more than a five year old mentally. A few of the village children shunned her, made fun of her. They didn't really mean any real harm, but it hurt Malia, she was aware enough. I was her protector. She followed me everywhere, like a puppy and I didn't mind. I was able to teach her how to read and write a little..." His own voice cracked with emotion as he spoke about his dear sister.

It was enough to make Adam turn his tear stained face toward Roman. The Islander's eyes were red, and few tears trickled down his handsome face.

"I'm...I'm so sorry, Roman. She sounds like she was a real sweetheart. How… what happened to her?" Adam found that it took his mind off Wade, if only for a moment.

Roman sniffed, he looked at Adam. "We were picking ginger flowers to make garlands for a village Fá Alavelave, that is Samoan for a family gathering. Anyway Malia let out a squeal of pain. I thought she'd pricked her finger or that a bee had stung her, so I didn't panic. Then she let out another squeal and collapsed. She was…gone… just…gone. Later, Hunter told me a blood vessel in her brain just…exploded. There was nothing anyone could have done. I know that now, but it took me a while to accept it, but I did. I will always miss her, and she will always have a piece of my heart. I had to learn to go on without her. Now, I know a sister isn't a life mate, but the feeling of loss… I can understand how hard this is for you. You must know, that you are the only one who will be able to comfort your children. They will need you, Adam." Roman finished with a hug to Adam's shoulders.

Adam's brow crinkled. "That's terrible, what happened to your sister. Don't… take this… at least it was quick…what if Wade…no water, no food…burning in the sun.. I can't… Oh I can't… bear...the...thought..." He exploded in tears again. Adam felt himself pulled into Roman's arms. He clung to the larger man like a baby.

Shawn and Jason arrived at the beach. Like Roman had before, all they saw were the villagers on the beach. They had moved further down the beach and continued to pick up debris.

"Where could he be?" Jason asked as he shielded his eyes with his hand, like a military salute.

Shawn looked as well. "Let's go this way. There is a little bay, maybe he went there. We wouldn't see him from there. Don't worry, I am sure he is alright." Jason gave a nod and followed Shawn as they headed toward the bay. It meant they would pass Lookout Rock.

When Adam's brother and the preacher got to the boulder, they heard Adam's sobs. With a glance at each other, Jason and Shawn went around to the side of the great stone. Roman still held Adam as the blond cried. They also noticed Roman's tears.

Jason called out softly. "Hey, brother." He sat down in the sand, in front of Adam.

Adam gave a deep sniff. "Jay? Where is Wade?" He looked to his brother for the answer. Jason always had the answers.

With a sigh, Jason placed a hand on Adam's knee. "I don't know, Addy. I wish I could tell you, but I can't. I'm here, little brother, no matter what, I am here and so are Eliza and Alex. They are going to need you. They need you to be strong." Jason gave Roman and Shawn a desperation filled look. His brow was deeply knit.

Shawn had sat down next to Jason. "Adam, your brother is right. I know it's hard to be strong, but harsh as it may be, life must go on. You survived. You need to take that gift and make Wade proud." He had to get Adam to focus on life, on his children. He could read in Adam's eyes that the man was close to trying to join Wade.

"Gift? How is Wade not being here a gift? How is surviving without Wade, a gift?" Adam had a bit of anger in his voice and spark in his eyes.

Jason gave a bit of a smile, there was a bit of fire in Adam, it was a good sign, even though it meant an angry Adam could be a total bastard.

It was Roman who responded. "You surviving to keep your children from being orphaned is a gift."

"How would Wade feel about you giving up?" Jason interrupted Roman and spoke to Adam.

"Wade asked you to be strong and brave. I happen to think you, me, Alex, Eliza, Seth, Dean and Braun are very lucky to be here, alive and unscathed. Don't know about it being a gift, but it's damn lucky. Come on back now, you need to eat, and the children need to see that you are alright. They need to know that you are here for them. Please, Adam." Jason's eyes bore into Adam's but they were filled with love.

Adam looked at Jason. Many thoughts ran through his head. For now, he would agree, besides he did need to see his children first.

"You're right. All of you are right. I need to be with my children. Thank you, all of you. It is hard, but I have to try. Help me up, brother?" Adam smiled at Jason. Jason easily helped Adam up to his feet. Together, the brothers headed towards the hospital, arm in arm as they walked.

Roman held Shawn back. "I don't like it, Shawn. He changed his attitude way to quickly. I barely know the man, but… he is up to something."

Shawn nodded. "I happen to agree with you. If I get a chance, I'll ask Jason what he thinks. In the mean time, let's keep this thought to ourselves. Oh and we should keep a close eye on Adam. I am worried." They followed the brothers up the small incline to the village.

When Adam and Jason got to the hospital, Adam hesitated at the door and drew a deep breath. He looked over at Jason. "What...how…what do I say to them?" He wanted Jason to tell him what to do, like Wade sometimes did.

Jason laid a hand on Adam's shoulder. "The words will come. It is best to just speak what comes instead of trying to think of something to say." He gave his brother a smile of encouragement.

Adam nodded. "Good advice, brother. Well here goes nothing." Adam took another deep breath and entered the hospital as Jason held the door open.

Alex and Eliza had woken from their naps. They were on the cot with Seth. It looked like he was telling them a story. When they heard the door open, both children grinned. They got up off the bed and hurried to their poppa. Adam knelt down and caught them in his arms. Adam hugged them tight.

"My darlings, are you alright?" Adam asked as his children snuggled up against him.

"Wiza has a blues on her kwees." Alex pointed to the bruise that ran across both of Eliza's knees.

Adam smiled. "You mean a bruise. Well, you've both had bruises before, so nothing to cry about, is there? Are you hungry?" He still held his children close.

"No poppa. Mister Heath made us good soup and banana muffins. Alex drank three glasses of milk" Dean made a frog that jumped and Sethie told us stories. We waited for you to wake up." Eliza explained like the tiny adult she was.

"I'm glad Mister Heath fed you so well. You love muffins. I swear Alex, you will turn into a cow one day..." Laughter broke out when Alex interrupted with a loud "moo". Even Braun laughed, which hardly ever happened.

Adam kissed Alex's cheek. "You are just precious. Well, poppa is hungry. Do you want to sit with me or listen to the end of Seth's story?"

"Tory! Tory! But poppa, eat wif Swethie." Alex tugged on Adam's arm to lead him to Seth's cot.

"Alright, Alright, you little monkey. I would love to hear the story." Adam let his children lead him. Adam was glad, so far, they had not asked about their father.

Jason joined his family and Shawn went to help Heath with the food. Roman motioned for Hunter to step into the office area of the hospital. He filled the Doctor in on his, Shawn's and Jason's fears about Adam.

Hunter rubbed his bearded chin. "All we can do is keep an eye on him. I honestly don't think he will try to do himself in, but I can see him letting himself waste away to nothing. I think our Adam is a very complex person." Hunter gave Roman a pat on the shoulder.

"I thought to maybe keep him busy. I think Adam would make a really great nurse. It would be a help to Tiffany. Would you have any objections?" Roman looked at his mentor and teacher with an arched brow.

Hunter's lips curved into a smile. "I think that's a fine idea. It would be wonderful to have another trained nurse. Especially if we have another outbreak or bad storm. You know how exhausted we were, patching up cuts, bruises and broken bones after the storm that brought them here." Hunter thought it was a fantastic idea.

"Good. I will speak to Adam about it. Oh, have you got time to help me with a few questions that I have with my anatomy lesson?" Roman asked with a smile. He really hoped Adam would agree to nurses training.

Hunter nodded. "Yes, I have time, ask me anything." Hunter's tone changed to a more teacher-like voice as he looked at his student.

Heath and Shawn served another round of the delicious duck broth. This time Heath had added plenty of meat and vegetables. Now that they had some previous food in their systems, Shawn had said it was time to slowly add more protein and vitamins. It was better to add it back slowly so their patients wouldn't get sick. There were also chunks of fresh baked bread and bananas, with plenty of milk, hot tea or coffee to drink.

Jason sighed internally as he watched Adam eat. Adam made a show of eating, but hardly anything actually went into his mouth. It was a trick Adam used when he was upset. Jason would keep watch. Usually the no eating didn't last long, maybe a day or two, but once, after a fight with Wade, Adam kept it up for more than a week. When Wade found out Adam had fainted from lack of food, he fell over himself to make things right with Adam… after he gave the blond a spanking for being so stupid.

The memory of accidentally seeing Adam bent over Wade's lap, bottom bare, being spanked, made Jason burst out in laughter. He quickly hushed himself when Jason realized everyone stared at him. Adam's head was cocked sideways like a curious puppy.

Jason knew he couldn't tell the real reason for his laughter, he had to think fast. "I don't know why, but the memory of you in the stables and the rake incident came to my mind. Guess I needed a laugh."

Shawn and Heath were pouring more drinks. "You can't not tell us the story. What about Adam and a rake?" Heath asked, he just had to know.

Adam flushed. "Well, I guess you'd better tell them then." He quickly took a sip of his milk.

Jason smirked. "My father had just married Adam's mother. Father and I were showing Adam and his mother around our stables. Adam, who I later found out, was never really light on his feet. Anyway, Adam was busy looking at the horses when he stepped on the head of the muck rake. The pole sprung up and smacked Adam right between the eyes. It knocked him off his feet and right into the barrow of nice, freshly mucked out straw. He was covered from head to toe with horse manure. It took a week of washing his hair to finally stop the smell. Ma made him eat every meal in the kitchen." By the time Jason had finished the story, every one laughed, or rather tried not to laugh at poor Adam. Hunter and Roman had come in to the story just as the rake whacked Adam, they too laughed.

"Poppa melled wike hworse newer!" Alex just tittered away, his little hand over his mouth.

Adam tried to look angry, but he too failed. Jason had told the story too well, even he chuckled behind closed lips. However, Adam's hazel eyes sparkled with humor. It made Roman realize how truly beautiful Adam was.

"Yes, I did little boy, for a whole week. Jason, I… thank you… we needed to laugh." Adam gave his brother a grateful, love filled look.

Jason grinned. "Oh don't worry folks. I have a whole library of funny stories about Adam. So if you need a laugh, just ask." He gave Adam a very mischievous wink.

Adam rolled his eyes. "Sorry, but that library is now closed. Heath, this duck soup is delicious. Is duck the main meat?" Adam wanted the attention off himself. He also thought the texture of the meat was different from duck he knew.

It was Heath's turn to flush. "Thank you, Adam. Actually, goat is the main meat, but I use duck for the broth as it has a lot more nutrition because of the fat. Goose is good too, but they aren't really in season. We have beef as well, but we have to trade with Maivia village for it. We have vegetable gardens, and many of the flowers are edible. A lot of natural herbs, as well as tea and coffee grow here as well. One thing, we will never be hungry."

Jason's attention perked. "Yes, you mentioned trading before. I would love to watch some bartering in action. Do you trade with the two larger islands as well?" Jason looked at Heath, eyes wide with interest.

Adam took the chance to leave. He kissed his two children. "I will be back, I have to go to the water closet." Alex and Eliza nodded, they were occupied with eating the sweet bananas Shawn and Seth had peeled for them.

Roman watched Adam leave. He didn't worry, after all, sometimes you just had to go. Adam had also told his children he would be back. He didn't think Adam would lie directly to anyone, let alone his children. So he concentrated on eating his meal.

Adam did go to the outhouse, but when he finished, he went down to the beach. There was still enough daylight left as he decided to climb up Lookout Rock. From the rock, he would have a great view of the ocean and beach. There were four men of the village on the beach. They sat around a fire and appeared to be eating.

Adam drew his knees up to his chest. He hadn't thought about the fact that he just wore a night shirt. Well, it didn't matter, Adam had made up his mind. He was going to stay put until Wade arrived on shore, one way or another; alive...or…dead.

At the hospital, everyone raptly listened to Seth tell a story about a beautiful girl, her two horrible step-sisters and an evil step-mother. It even held Alex's attention. Heath, Shawn and Hunter had taken the dirty dishes back to their hut.

"Heath, you go listen to the rest of the story, your pa and I will do the dishes. You've done a wonderful job with all the cooking. Thank you, son. You are fine young man." Hunter gave Heath a hearty pat on the shoulder.

Heath smiled with a flushed face. "Thank you, father. I will take those clothes we boxed up for Adam and the children. It was good that Jason made us all laugh. He needs something to do though. There isn't much call for a banker businessman on our island."

Hunter gave a grunt. "Maybe Chief Sika can think of something. Jason might able to organize formal trade with the bigger islands. You know how they ignore us. You go now, or you will miss the story." He ruffled Heath's red hair.

With a laugh, Heath picked up the wooden box that had clothes for Alex and Adam. Tiffany was going to give some things for Eliza.

Heath quietly sat back down, next to Jason when he returned. Seth was at the part of the story where one of the step-sisters cut off her big toe to make the slipper fit. The only ones who didn't give a slight shudder were Eliza and Alex.

Dean always wondered why stories for children were so gruesome. Most of the stories Seth read from Grimm's Fairy Tales were disturbing, but for some reason Alex and Eliza loved them. Maybe it was because, as children, their minds weren't prejudiced to the world. It didn't matter, the children loved them, Seth read and told stories with a magical tone of voice. Dean grinned as Seth became animated during part of the story. His heart beat with love and thankfulness that Seth was alive, well and with him.

"...then the Prince and Cinderella lived happily ever after. The end." Seth ended the story with a flair of his hands. The group applauded Seth, which made the young man blush.

"More tory! Pweese?" Alex asked as he continued to clap his little hands together.

Jason pulled the boy into his lap. "Now Alex, one story is enough. Seth is probably tired." He tried to be firm, but kind. Alex could be down right pushy, like Adam.

Seth looked at Jason with a smile. "I really don't mind, sir. If it makes them happy." He hoped Jason picked up on his hidden meaning. Anything to keep Alex and Eliza from thinking about Wade.

Jason gave Seth a sly wink. "You're the story teller. Go ahead then." He laughed when Alex cheered with a giggle, the snuggled against his uncle. Eliza snuggled against Heath. It made the red head smile. Heath held Eliza close and safe.

Jason arched his brow. Eliza was not one to let a stranger hold her, let alone cuddle. Something about it made Jason's heart ache a little less.

Seth began to tell the story of Briar Rose and the cursed spindle. It only took a few words and Seth once again held his audience captive. Roman was so caught up, he forgot he meant to keep an eye on Adam. He hadn't even realized Adam had not returned from his trip to the outhouse.

Adam sat on top of Lookout Rock. The moon was bright, but the ocean was black as pitch. His beloved was out there in the yawing blackness. He knew deep down, in the pit of his soul that Wade was never going to wash up onto the shore alive. His very heart told him Wade was dead. However, Adam absolutely refused to believe it. There was every chance that Wade could wash up, alive, at any moment. Adam vowed, no matter what, he would be there when Wade came back to him.

While it was cooler on the beach in the moonlight, it wasn't freezing. However, dressed in a thin, cotton night shirt, Adam gave the occasional shiver, especially when the light breeze blew in off the water. He pulled his knees up tighter.

The four men of the village, who sat around a fire, still had not noticed the lone figure on the rock. Their eyes were trained on the shoreline, and watched for anything new to wash up onto the sand. They talked quietly while they watched. The subject was the survivors and what a miracle it was, especially the two small children. They had doubts that anyone else would wash up, alive or dead. Too much time had passed. It was possible someone could have washed up on one of the larger islands. They decided to ask the Chief to send a search party to each island.

Even though Alex and Eliza had fallen asleep halfway through the second story, Seth continued. There was something comforting about it. It made the survivors feel like everything was normal. It also made them forget that both their leaders were missing; Mark and Wade. Glenn was also missed. Braun, Dean and Seth hoped that whatever had happened, Mark and Glenn were together, how they would have wanted to be.

"...with a kiss from the Prince, Briar Rose's one true love, she awoke from her magic induced sleep. They were soon married, and of course, lived happily ever after." Seth finished the story in a soft voice.

Jason smiled at Seth. "Thank you. You made it better for a while. Well Adam, we'd better tuck your little monkeys into bed." He looked to where he last saw his brother, Adam wasn't there.

Roman looked around. He palmed his face with his hands. He'd gotten so wrapped up in the story he'd forgotten to keep an eye on the beautiful blond. He sighed, then spoke.

"He went to the outhouse. I was… it's been over an hour. I'd better go look for him." Roman got up and started to leave.

Jason handed a sleeping Alex over to Seth. "I'm coming with you. Seth, take care of the children." He gave the servant a nod.

"I'll help." Heath gently laid Eliza down on the cot and stood next to Jason. "I'll get a blanket." Heath went to the supply closet and grabbed a blanket. He then followed after Roman and Jason, who were already half way to the outhouse.

"Not here. He has to be on the beach." Jason looked at Heath and Roman. The trio headed down the path towards the beach.

The path came out of the jungle halfway between Lookout Rock and the fire pit where the villagers kept their vigil. Roman looked toward the rock. He saw Adam sitting on the apex.

"There" Roman gave Jason a nudge with his elbow and pointed toward the rock, and Adam.

Jason sighed. "I can't...well… I can sort of imagine how he feels. I lost Luke, but we weren't… oh, I dunno how to say it, so I don't sound cold and cruel."

"You and Luke barely knew each other. Yes, you will of course miss him. But Adam and Wade were together for a long time. It's alright to feel how you feel, and for Adam to feel how he feels. We just can't let Adam destroy himself in the process of mourning. We can all help." Heath spoke softly to Jason. He wanted Jason to know he was there for him.

"Yes, because he will destroy himself." Jason replied with a sad tone of voice. The three moved down the beach toward Adam.

When they got to Lookout Rock, Jason called up to his brother. "Addy, come inside now, the children need you to put them to bed." He hoped the mention of Eliza and Alex would help.

"No. I am waiting for Wade. They have Seth, and they have you. I am no good to them until I bring their father home." Adam's voice was firm as he continued to s tare out at the black ocean.

Carefully, Jason, with Roman and Heath to help, climbed up on the rock. He sat down next to his brother. He took Adam's chin in his hand to make Adam look him in the eye. Roman and Heath decided to wait on the beach, to give Jason a chance to talk to Adam alone.

"Addy, those children need the love and comfort they can only get from you. Please, Adam. They are watching the beach, come be with your children." Jason nearly begged his brother.

Adam looked at Jason. "No. How can I face them. I will come when Wade gets here and not one minute before. Now go, leave me alone. I am staying right here. Forever if needs be!"