Hi Everyone, so we're at that point, the point where it all started and I had my inspiration to write. Originally this is where I was going to end my story but I'm really enjoying writing it and I hope you're all enjoying reading it, plus there's a big chunk of storyline missing between season 2 and 3 that might need filling. I mean, who doesn't like a good wedding and baby story, so I'm going to keep writing. I hope you keep reading. Enjoy reading and I'd like to dedicated this chapter to all those military families and partners out there who have had that last goodbye moment.

Danny had woken up with a couple of hours to get himself ready for going ashore. He needed to pick up his day sack and draw his weapon. He'd woken before his alarm went off but it gave him time nuzzle into Kara, with hindsight he'd not been as gentle as he'd thought as it had woken Kara. They'd finally spent the night together, sleeping in the same bed, it wasn't how he'd ever planned it but it had been right. It had been another morning of firsts, the first time he'd been able to wake up beside her, the first time he'd been able to make love to her, not some quick bit of fun in the shower or the kit store but slow and gentle. He'd been able to explore her body with his hands, trying to commit each touch, each kiss and caress to memory. It had felt like Kara was doing the same, it felt like her hands were touching parts of his body they'd never touched before. When there's chance someone is going to be taken away from you forever, you want to create that perfect memory, that perfect goodbye. Kara had told him she'd not walk with him to the hanger, she didn't want another goodbye, one in public, one that would be awkward and seen by the rest of the world. He'd looked her in the eyes and he told her he'd see her later, then he'd kissed her one last time before walking out the door.

Kara rounded the corner and there he was. The boat launch had been delayed and he'd gone back to armoury to pick up another magazine, just as Kara had left the CIC to go the heads. As fate would have it, this morning hadn't been their last moment together.

Danny ripped off the patch on his day-sack, there was no need to sanitise kit but it was habit. He looked up and there she was. They locked eyes for a few moments.

"Lieutenant," she said formally. He eyed her, briefly remembering their time together this morning, the corners of his mouth twitching slightly.

"Lieutenant," he returned.

"You doing ok?" she asked softly.

"As good as I can be." His voice waivered slightly. They both knew this wasn't the ideal place to have that last conversation. Danny had never had this kind of feeling before prior to potential combat and it was all to do with her. His eyes stared levelly at her, he hoped he knew how much he loved her.

Kara checked round her, the flat was empty and she moved forward, putting her hand on his chest. She looked up at him, her eyes pleading.

"Stay safe out there," she said in hushed tones.

He nodded at her, his eyes never leaving hers.

"You too." She nodded back.

She knew the moment had come, that moment you have to leave. She touched him with both hands reassuringly before stepping round him. She felt sick, this was her walking away from him, it took every effort not to run back to him, to demand time stop but she had to go, have the courage to keep walking and believe he would come back. If she didn't leave now, she doubted she'd find the strength to walk away from him again. A few steps in, far enough away from him, she allowed her face to crumple. She'd not let him see her cry, this was bigger than the both of them and she'd not let him see her cry.

"Kara," he called to her and she stopped, needing to regain composure before turning back round. She turned, her face back to normal.

"This sub," he told her ad she nodded, "You've beaten it before." He paused, "You'll sink it this time." He told her defiantly, the look in his eyes told her he believed it. She smiled at his unwavering faith and impulsively she crossed back to him. She reached up with her hands, pulling his face close to her, she kissed him, there could always be one last kiss. He'd spoken his faith in her but she needed to hear that he believed he would come back to her.

"Don't you dare make me raise this child by myself." She warned him, her hands still either side of his face. He shook his head, his eyes never leaving hers. Kara barely heard the words but the look in his eyes told her everything needed.

"OK?" he whispered and she nodded with tears starting to form.

He crouched down, his eyes level with her belt and he placed his hand there. Her fingers ran through the hair at the back of his hair and her other hand she had on top of his. Just for a few seconds time stopped. He still felt wonder at the life they'd created together, the tiny Been that grew in there. The Been that had survived so much so far, was hanging in there. The thoughts of what was to come crossed his mind, the life he imagined for himself, Kara and the baby. The mental image of the three of them together played in his head and just for a brief second he let the joy spill over and he laughed softly. Kara had never taken her eyes off him and when he laughed, she laughed too.

He came back up and kissed her. He kissed her with all the hope, love and courage he could muster. It was like ripping his heart out and giving it completely to her. She gave him all reason to live, they were his family, completely his.

"I'll see you soon." He promised and when she looked him in the eyes and nodded he knew she believed him.

"OK," she said, swallowing hard. For the second time she walked bravely away and Danny watched her go, fighting the urge to call her name so she would turn one last time.

He breathed out, time to put the game face on and go to work.