So I could have posted this Friday buuuut this is the last chapter so I couldn't bring myself to do it *sigh* but here it is! The final chapter to my first fan-fic :D

After the chess game the prior night, Sinead and Jonah had sat down with the Kabras to discuss his next step with the Janus situation.

It actually ended up being a very long but also very good talk. Sinead felt so much better knowing that there was a good chance that Jonah could retain his Janus status, and knew that he did too. The relief had been evident on his face.

Now, she was patiently waiting in the entryway of the villa while the others were telling Jonah goodbye. They were about to head on their own excursion and wouldn't return until that evening - and by then Jonah would be well on his way to Europe.

Don't think about that now. Sinead lectured herself sternly, staring blankly at the ceramic wall planter directly in her line of vision. There would be plenty of time in the next few weeks to be sad, today she needed to enjoy the time she did have with him.

Thirty minutes later, they had parted ways with everyone else and were sitting outside a beachfront restaurant eating their food. Jonah kept looking around cautiously, but with his sunglasses on and how early in the morning it was, the few people out there didn't seem to notice the young couple.

"So," Sinead fiddled with her fork, staring down at her eggs. "I've been thinking..."

"Uh-oh," Jonah teased, but she thought she picked up on some nervousness in his voice. "You aren't breaking up with me or anything right?"

She stared up at him. "Of course not."

"Ok," He said, seeming to relax in his chair. "What's up?"

"It's just something that we've been avoiding." She sighed, "I don't really want to talk about it, but how are we going to make this work being so far apart?"

He started to talk, but she cut him off. "It's not just the distance. You are going to be so busy and with the way I take my classes I will be busy too. Sometimes I hardly even speak to anyone for weeks if I'm working on a difficult assignment."

"I know it won't be easy." Jonah admitted. "But we are both gonna have to sacrifice and compromise to make this work. I'm not saying that there won't be times that you gotta get a project in and I won't have multiple tour stops within days, but we will just have to try."

"We can at least text every day I guess." Sinead pondered his words. Compromise. Sacrifice.

She realized that she was willing to do it. Normally she pushed people away to reach her goals and figured they would understand, but with him it was different. She wanted to make this relationship work.

"Video calls, phone calls, visits on breaks," he added. "Why don't we just take it a step at a time? Worrying about it is just going to frustrate you."

She bit her lip. "You're right."

The waiter came with their check, and Jonah quickly threw some money on the table.

"Come on, I gotta idea of something we could do. Where we will be alone." He reached for her hand.

Sinead guessed that the subject was closed, and that the other thing on her mind would have to be postponed.

I have to talk to him about it sometime today though.

Jonah's idea had been to rent a sailboat, and Sinead loved it. He even stopped and asked her if she had sunscreen, something Sinead hadn't even thought of.

Currently they were standing on one side of the boat and looking out over the water. It was still relatively calm, being early in the day, and everything was so tranquil.

She breathed in the crisp air, knowing that it wouldn't last long, and glanced over at Jonah.

"I need to talk to you about one more thing." She said, trying to sound confident, unlike how she felt.

"Ok." He said, "Wanna sit?"

She agreed and went ahead and sat down cross-legged, in between the edge of the boat and the middle partition.

"So what's up?" He said easily, settling in behind her and wrapping his arms around her waist, hugging her to him.

She looked down, putting her hands on his arms. "This."

There was confusion in his voice. "What? Our relationship?"

"No." She bit her lip, thinking of how to say it, then decided to just go for it like normal. "Touching. Kissing. Protocol."

He was quiet, and then he moved away from her and turned her around to face him. He wasn't touching her anymore, and he looked bewildered.

"Not that I mind the touching or kissing." She said quickly, then groaned. "This is so awkward!"

"Explain what ya mean by protocol first." He said.

"I've only dated three guys." She admitted, trying not to feel pathetic. "The first one I dumped on the first date - that was Clinton, the one I mentioned at the dance studio. Then there was Patrick. He told me that I sucked at relationships after one week of being with him. Then there was Jayden, who told also told me that I was horrible, but that was probably because I wouldn't have sex with him after our second date."

During her rant realization started to fall on Jonah's face. But he didn't say anything, letting her talk.

"So all of that being said, I apparently suck at dating. I've only kissed a few guys casually, but there's never been any real intimacy." She closed her eyes for the next part, feeling a bit unnerved. "I've never had sex. I've never even made out with anyone, and you have all of this experience and-"

She would have gone on, but she felt his hands on her cheeks, cupping her face.

"Look at me." He said, and the tone of his voice made her mouth dry and her throat feel like it was closed up, rendering her speechless.

Sinead cautiously opened her eyes, but didn't want to. She felt like an idiot.

His eyes were serious but gentle, and when he spoke her anxiety fled. "I don't care about your inexperience. What you said about only dating three guys surprised me a little, but only because you're so beautiful and such a good kisser." She flushed, and he grinned, then turned serious again. "Those guys sound like idiots. They just said all of that because they weren't man enough to treat ya right. Don't you think I've noticed you're a little scared of stuff like that?"

She stared at him, but he was still talking.

"I can tell you're hesitant when I touch you sometimes like you're not sure how to respond. That's why I've been going so slow; I don't wanna make you uncomfortable."

"Wait," She was still stuck on his question. "You know that I've been freaking out? Why didn't you say anything?"

Jonah shrugged, scooting up and pulling her back around where they were sitting side-by-side. He looked out over the waves, which were starting to lap up around the boat.

"We have time." He said. "Plus, I've moved really fast with girls before, but for all of the wrong reasons. You I actually wanna get to know better, and I know that it took a lot for you to take the steps you have with me. I don't take that trust lightly."

Her heart was drumming in her ribcage at all of the stuff he was saying, and she tried to get a grip.

"It's not that I don't want to kiss you or anything else." She whispered, moving closer and leaning her head on his shoulder, feeling the need to explain. "I'm just scared I won't do the right thing or something."

She felt him shift to reach his arm around her back. "I don't think that you can do the wrong thing." He replied, his voice amused. "You're overthinking. If you wanna touch or kiss me, I promise you I won't have a problem with it."

"And making out? What if I do something stupid?" She challenged.

"I'll help you." His tone sounded warm, suggestive even.

Sinead swallowed, then asked quietly, "Now?"

He turned her around again to face him, but this time his hands were on her shoulders. He studied her for a minute before his eyes fell to her lips.

"Gladly." He said, then caught them with his.

Sinead closed her eyes reflexively, willing herself to relax. Unlike the kiss yesterday which was quick and sweet, this one was unrushed, his lips lingering on hers, then she felt his tongue coaxing her mouth open.

She almost closed up, but then remembered his words, 'I don't take your trust lightly' and she realized that she did trust Jonah, at least with this part after all he had just said to her. And she wasn't sure how to tell him, so she decided to show him, relaxing her body and succumbing to the feeling that he was stirring in her.

It didn't take long for it to register that her boyfriend was a really good kisser, and teacher. Her confidence grew and she started getting braver, reaching one hand up to touch his earring while tentatively responding to his kisses.

Instead of things getting more intense though, he slowed, then finally pulled back.

She dropped her hand and opened her mouth to ask if something was wrong, but his hands were still on her shoulders and his head was moving again, this time to place soft kisses on her neck.

"Is this ok?" He stopped to ask, and Sinead could only breathe out a "yeah," not able to think of anything else but him and what he was doing.

He moved up to her earlobe and lingered there, almost nuzzling her. It felt good, but he pulled back again, smiling at her softly.

"See." He said, his breathing a little off. "You aren't the problem."

"Or you're just a really good teacher." Her brain was still fuzzy, having not expected those feelings to wash over her. But she should have known better. It was Jonah, and when it came to him she always surprised herself.

"So..." She trailed after a few moments of silence. "I did ok? I wasn't sure how much, um, tongue to use or what to do with my other hand..."

He stared at her. "You were thinking that much while we were kissing?"

"No, just now." She admitted. "While you were kissing me I could barely think of anything at all."

"Good." He said, and Sinead suspected that he was holding back a smirk. Before she could call him out on it though he added, "You're not supposed to analyze while we're doing stuff like that. That's rule number one."

When he didn't say anything else she asked hesitantly, "Are there other rules?"

He gave her an exasperated look. "No."

She frowned in return. "Just checking."

They sat there for a few seconds; Sinead wasn't sure what to say and was still attempting to process what had just happened when Jonah commented offhandedly, "You smell really good."

She eyed him, but he looked serious.

"Uh, thanks." She muttered, trying not to feel awkward.

His serious look faded and he grinned at her, and much to her relief changed the subject.

"What else do you wanna do?" He asked. "Besides this and lunch, I hadn't thought of anything else."

Sinead frowned. "We could just walk around. Unless you think you might get recognized."

A thought came to her. "So how is it that no one's recognized you? I know in Santa Monica some fans spotted you but I haven't seen the media at all like I thought I would."

He shrugged. "Around the Beverly Hills area no one really cares about stuff like that. And here is more of a couple's get-away I guess. It's nice though."

At her glance, he added with a grin, "Not that I mind the attention. But I need a break every once in a while. Once my tour starts it will be non-stop since they will know where I am constantly."

Sinead grimaced. "I hope I don't have to deal with the media that much. I hate crowds."

"They probably would be scared away if they tried to mess with you." She heard the humor in his voice and smiled a little too.

"True." Her temper was pretty bad, especially if she got fed-up with something. She was sure that she could handle the paparazzi but still wasn't looking forward to it.

They spent another hour on the boat before heading to the shore for lunch. Sinead wanted pizza, so they found a place and ordered one, then took it to an outside table to eat.

"See, everyone is wrapped up in their own conversations." Jonah pointed out, "I'm still wearing my sunglasses though, just in case."

"You think that will help?" Sinead said doubtfully. "You wear them a lot in your music videos and interviews and stuff."

He looked at her quickly, and she realized what she had just revealed.

"I thought you didn't know a lot of my music?" He asked.

"Well, I looked some of it up." She mumbled. "I was just curious, especially after seeing your Grammy performance."

Jonah looked like he was going to say more, but a voice cut in their conversation.

"Hey guys!"

They looked up to see Dan and Natalie standing in front of their table, holding trays with their own pizza on it.

"Oh, hi." Sinead responded, a little caught off-guard to see them. "I thought you were with the others."

"No." Natalie said, smiling lightly. "We wanted alone time too."

The British girl looked at both of them sitting there, adding, "We'll leave you alone if you want, we just wanted to say hello."

Jonah looked at Sinead, questioning with his eyes what she wanted. She nodded at him so he said, "You guys can join us, no prob. We haven't decided what we're gonna do after this or anything."

"Cool." Dan said, flopping down in the chair next to Jonah. "We think we might go play some arcade games. They have some really cool stuff down here."

Arcade games? Sinead thought, stealing a look at Natalie. But the girl looked relaxed and didn't turn up her nose at Dan's words like she expected her to.

"You play arcade games?" Sinead couldn't help but ask her.

Natalie smiled. "It's not my favorite thing to do," She admitted, "But it can be fun, particularly when I beat Dan."

"I see." Sinead glanced across the table, but Jonah and Dan were already discussing the games.

She lowered her voice, "So you do it for Dan? Because he likes stuff like that?"

Natalie shrugged. "I guess. I enjoy spending time with him, so we compromise. We already shopped this morning, so now we're doing what he likes."

"Oh." Sinead looked over at Jonah, wondering what he liked to do. She knew music of course, but they hadn't talked about leisure activities.

He caught her gaze and threw her a wink before turning back to Dan.

Sinead looked down at her pizza, wondering if she should tell Jonah they could do whatever he wanted after this. She hadn't really thought of it before, but he had planned everything so far with the focus on her, even though they had only done a couple of things.

"You guys can come with us, if you want." She heard Dan say to Jonah when she tuned back in. "That's cool that your score was that high. Why don't you have that game in your house?"

"I dunno." Jonah shrugged. He looked over at Sinead though and asked, "What do you wanna do?"

"Whatever you want." She said quickly. "We can go with them."

Arcade games wouldn't have been her first choice, but his eyes lit up at her answer. It was crazy how that simple reaction from him shot a jolt of pleasure through her.

Maybe being a good girlfriend won't be as hard as I think it will be. She mused.

They finished eating and walked down to the pier, where there were a lot more people around. Jonah kept his head down, and also sidled up to her at one point, whispering, "Hey it's probably a good idea to keep our distance, just in case a camera is lurking. I don't know in this crowd."

She agreed, cautiously glancing around as well but relaxed when it looked like everyone was too busy eating and playing games to notice them.

The afternoon actually ended up being a lot of fun. She was comfortable around Dan of course since she lived with him, but he still had all of them rolling. At times Sinead felt like she couldn't even breathe from laughing so hard.

She found that she enjoyed spending time with Natalie too. The British girl seemed relaxed the entire time, and didn't seem as uppity as she normally was. And she and Dan were cute, getting into little arguments over stupid things.

At one point, Sinead tried to intervene but Dan cut her off, saying that she had no room to talk with the fights she and Jonah still got into.

"We haven't argued all morning!" Sinead shot back.

Natalie rolled her eyes, "And that's a record or something?" She responded, turning back to win the argument with Dan, which Sinead realized, Natalie did a lot.

Sinead just sighed and exchanged a look with Jonah. She supposed that they still did argue, but it was different now. No malice was involved, and so far they had worked their differences out instead of letting them build.

She hadn't realized how much time had passed until Jonah said something.

"I have to be back to the villa in an hour to leave for my flight." He sounded reluctant, but turned to Natalie, giving her a light hug, then exchanged a fist bump with Dan.

Sinead just smiled at the two, knowing that she would see them later, and she and Jonah headed back, still not touching or saying anything.

When they got out at the villa though, she let out a sigh. "I don't want to talk about it." She said, knowing that he would catch on to what she meant.

"Ok." He said, "Let me go make sure everything is ready and then we'll hang for a bit and talk about something else."

So he did, returning downstairs with his suitcases within minutes. She watched him place them by the front door, then he took her hand and led her to a couch in the back room.

"So," he said, bringing up the subject they had been discussing before Dan and Natalie had interrupted them, "Which songs did ya look up?"

"Songs?" She asked, even though she knew what he was referring to.

"My songs." He repeated, "What did you think?"

She bit her lip, deciding to be honest. "They were good. You know what you're doing. It's still not really my favorite genre though."

Her voice sounded apologetic, even to her own ears, but he put in, "That's ok. I know you like rock and stuff. I'm not really into technology either."

"I guess that's a good way to look at it." Sinead said, "But I'm still proud of you, and if I danced, I would definitely 'get down' to your songs."

She had used her fingers to draw imaginary quotation marks when she said this, and he laughed.

"Hey, I'll take it." He said in a warm tone. "I'm proud of you too ya know."

"I know." She said, shifting off the middle cushion and leaning back against the right side of the couch, causing him to frown at her.

"Wrong end." He stated as he pulled her over against him, in the same position but on his side.

She laughed but felt a little nervous up against him like this, where she could feel his muscles through his shirt and his hands which had settled on her hips. Even though she had sat in his lap the previous night, this felt a lot more intimate.

"Hey, this is all I'm gonna do." She heard the amusement in his voice. "So chill."

She groaned. "It's annoying how you can read me so well."

"Well, it's easy when ya tense up like that."

She tried to relax, but something else was on her mind now.

"Should we talk about sex?" She asked timidly, hating how her heartbeat picked up at voicing the word.

He didn't react at first, and she almost repeated the question. But then he spoke up, "Do we need to right now?"

"I don't know." She said truthfully. "You tell me."

"I think that we could shelve it for a later date." He said, "You know I'm ready whenever but I doubt you are."

"You are?"

He started to laugh, then groaned. "I can't believe you're asking me this."

Then he tilted her around and kissed her, and she was surprised by the intensity of it. It was different from the ones this morning, which she thought had been pretty passionate.

He pulled back, saying, "I definitely want you. But we've only been on a few dates and will be away from each a lot the next few months. Let's just keep takin' it slow."

"You don't mind?" She said, trying not to be affected by the words 'I definitely want you', and by that kiss, which she was still reeling from.

Jonah grunted. "Well, it's not easy. But you're different. And I'll be fine."

She settled back against him at these words, finally allowing herself to relax.

"Ok." She said softly. "I'll try not to obsess and just go with the flow like you do."

He moved his hands up to her stomach, tightening his grip on her. "Good idea."

They sat there, and it seemed like only minutes went by, but Jonah's phone rang, breaking the stillness.

He shifted them where they were sitting up straight and grabbed the device out of his pocket.

"Hey dad." He said, then his eyes widened at whatever Broderick was saying. "Already? Ok, I'm heading out the door now."

He hung up the phone, giving Sinead a wry look. "Apparently the driver has been ringing the doorbell for ten minutes. Oops."

Her face fell, glancing at the clock to see that he was right, it was past time for him to leave.

"I'll walk you to the door." She said.

It was a quiet walk, and Sinead sighed as they reached the entryway. "I'm not that good at goodbyes." She admitted, fiddling with her hair and looking down.

He pulled her into a hug, "In this case I'm not either. I'll miss you."

A lump grew in her throat as she wrapped her arms around him. "I'll miss you too." She whispered.

He pulled back a little to kiss her slowly, and then stepped back, reaching for his suitcases.

"I'll see ya soon." He promised. "And I'll call you before I leave the island."

"Ok," She met his eyes and gave him one last smile before he walked out the door.

She stood staring at the door for a minute like he would come back through it or something, then shook herself.

He's gone. And there's nothing you can do about it. She thought to herself. A distraction. That's what I need.

With that in mind, she headed upstairs to her room.

That's where Amy found her, two hours later.

She stopped and eyed her in the doorway. "What are you doing?"

"Rearranging the room (for the 3rd time), isn't it obvious?" Sinead snapped, and immediately felt guilty.

"Sorry." She muttered, looking sheepishly back at Amy.

"It's ok." Amy walked in the room, glancing around. "I'm sure the Kabras won't mind. Are you ok?"

Sinead frowned down at the lamp she was holding. "I think so. I'm trying not to think about it."

"I understand." Amy hesitated, then said, "Sinead, if you would rather go back to Boston early, we can do that."

"Go back to Boston?" She hadn't even considered it.

"Yeah, if it's too hard to stay here, you know, since there are memories here."

Sinead smiled. "Like mine and Jonah's first date and stuff?"

She thought a moment but shook her head. "Thanks for being willing, but I think it would be good for me to stay here and get to know everyone better. Back home I might just brood."

As the words left her mouth she groaned, "Listen to me Amy, I'm already different! What has happened to me?"

"What do you mean?" Amy sat down on the bed and peered up at her.

"I mean that normally I'm independent. I do my own thing. I don't rely on many people. But I already miss him after only a couple of hours and feel like the 'overly attached girlfriend' from YouTube."

Amy let out a laugh. "You haven't given me that impression at all. Trust me." She promised. "It's not bad to fall in love Sinead. It happens. People end up meaning a lot to you, and can change part of you."

Love?

The word made Sinead flinch, but she nodded. "I guess so. I just," she let out a breath, "I feel all soft, and I don't like it."

"Vulnerable you mean?" Amy asked. "That's how it is though right? When you open yourself up like that?"

Sinead joined her on the bed. "I suppose that's it."

They sat quietly for a minute, then Sinead let out a small laugh.

"If you would have told me a month ago that I would fall for Jonah Wizard and that we would be dating by the end of this trip, I would have flipped out."

"It's funny how life works huh?" There was a smirk in Amy's voice.

"Yes. I definitely had no idea that my life would change this much before the summer was out. Or become so complicated."

They both contemplated this, and Sinead's thoughts turned to the events of the past several weeks, the ups and downs, fights, kisses, awkward talks, etc.

I wouldn't change it for anything. And I think Amy's right. I'm already falling in love with him, and after such a short time too.

Then catching herself, she decided to do what Julie had advised several days back and to just go with the flow, instead of stressing out over things.

She turned to Amy, "Let's go find the others. And then have some fun."

One step at a time.

THE END….or is it?

Will possibly be posting a bonus scene...and I'm still contemplating a Vesper-centered Amian sequel so those two can RESOLVE their issues properly. *glares at Ian* maybe you can go ahead and dump that model girlfriend of yours too Kabra?

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