Alta POV

I wish I had never left him.

But I had.

And now, here he was, broken.

All things happen, but not always for a reason.

How could I have left him? I loved him. I still do love him. So, I made a decision I wouldn't have made otherwise. I took his Imparter out of his pocket and said to it, "Show me Sophie Foster."

Sophie POV

Of course. Right when Sophie was trying to feed Vonder (Verdi's son), she got a call on her Imparter.

Sophie jumped off his back and ran out of the enclosure, looking at the screen as she did. A call from Keefe? Didn't happen often. Sophie smiled, pressing 'accept'.

"Hey Kee- Alea?!"

"Hi. No time to explain. Keefe's mind broke. I'm not sure where we are, so here"- she spun in a circle, showing Sophie the area around her. "Come quickly."

With that, she hung up.

Sophie wasted no time. She ran to the cliff, jumping and picturing the crowded street around Alea that she had seen.

She teleported and appeared in the crowd, running to Alea and clutching her arms.

"What happened?! Better question; where is he?!"

"Over here," Alea gestured with her head.

Sophie followed Alea, staying close in the giant crowd. They were in Mysterium, but far from the parts Sophie had been to. She only recognized it by the fact that all the houses around them were the same.

They came to a clearing in the clump, and Sophie saw Keefe laying on the ground with his hair sticking to his forehead and sweat pouring down his face.

Sophie crouched down beside him and pressed her hands to his temples, pushing inside his mind. The pieces of memories were jagged and sharp, but she pushed through to the emotional center. It was no different here, with the emotions swirling swiftly and morphing.

She called out to him.

Keefe? Do you hear me?

No answer.

Keefe? Look, I know you missed Alea. And, I know you hate her for leaving you. But she's back now. She's back, and she needs you. She needs you, because she loves you. Do you hear me? She. Loves. You. Alea Palor is a beautiful, smart, caring person. And sure, I was jealous when I first found out about you two. But that doesn't change the fact that she needs you, and you need her. So, come back. Come back for me, or Alea, or you. It doesn't matter. Just come back. Come back for love.

That did it. Keefe surged upwards, pushing me backwards in an attempt to stand up.

"Keefe!"

Sophie watched as Keefe and Alea united, hugging and kissing and- bleh.

Keefe 3rd person POV

Keefe pulled back and looked at Alea. He smiled. "Alea, I really, really love you."

Alea's smile faded. "I love you too. But, I'm serious. I'm not Alea anymore. I'm Alta. Alta Deavon."

"And I am determined to fix that."

"What?"

Keefe clutched her wrists and stared into her eyes. "Listen. I know names don't matter. I didn't fall in love with you because of your name. But you are not Alta Deavon. You are Alea Palor. Do you hear me?"

Alea nodded.

"What is your name?"

"Alea Palor."

Keefe pulled her to his chest. "I love you."

"I love you, too."

Then Keefe got an idea. He turned to Sophie. "Soph, do you think Alea could stay at Havenfield with you?"

Sophie nodded a yes.

"Cool. Alea, go with Sophie. I'll pick you up for a surprise later tonight."

Alea started to protest. "But-"

"I promise, everything will be fine."

Alea gave in and left with Sophie. Keefe then went to Atlantis to begin planning his surprise. Once he got there, he called Fitz via. Imparter and asked for him to join him. Fitz came immediately, and Keefe told him the plan. They split up to do the different tasks and got everything done just in time to pick up Alea at 7.

Two minutes later…

Keefe knocked at Havenfield, surprised to be a little anxious. Sophie opened the door, smiling and ushering Keefe in. She had been told the plan, so she and Biana had had a field day dressing up Alea, it looked like. She was wearing a low-V-neck floral dress and blue heels. Around her neck was a silver necklace with a star charm, and her hair was in a braid bun with flowers entwined in it. All in all, Alea looked stunning.

Keefe took her to a very fine, fancy restaurant where they had soggy green leaves, purple flowers and orange fruit cut up. (Sophie would say it tasted like chicken, bread and spaghetti.) Then, at exactly 8:30, Keefe dragged Alea outside (she didn't even get dessert!). There, they light leapt to a beautiful little beach with a cabin. In that cabin they lay, snuggling, until Keefe hit a button on a wall and the roof was removed so they could see the stars.

Keefe had Alea sit up and started to speak.

"Alea, when I met you I was confused by your ways and saw you as nothing more than a friend, if even that. Now, though, I see you as a beautiful, smart, caring, loveable person. And I do love you. I love you with all my heart." Here, he reached into his pocket and got down on one knee, opening a small box. "So that is why, tonight, I ask you Alea Palor, to join me in marriage. What do you say?"

Alea gasped in awe and surprise and gazed at the little ring with an icy blue crystal on it. "But- but our scrolls-"

"Screw the scrolls. I love you."

Alea took a deep breath. "I say…"