Wes stirred his coffee idly and stared off into space. Martin's diner was a pretty friendly place full of happy faces. It was ironic he chose to be here because he didn't feel very happy or friendly right now. He felt empty. Lost without his one true love who was 1000 years in the future.

"I think you should drink that before it gets cold." A woman's voice said waking him from his reverie.

"Oh." Wes said smiling at the pretty 40ish waitress with short dark brown hair and gray green eyes.

"Are you all right mister?" She asked.

"Yeah, I guess so." He answered half-heartedly.

"Well I know something that is a real pick me up for a broken heart. A piece of Martin's famous blueberry pie, and from the looks of it you probably could do with a heavy dose of ice cream. But, I don't think that vanilla would do it. Probably hmmmmm strawberry. Yes, that's it strawberry."

Wes laughed.

"I'll take that as a yes." She said happily. "and don't worry it's on the house."

"What's your name?" Wes asked.

"Arianna. But most folks just call me Ari."

When she returned with the pie Ari sat down across from Wes. "I told my boss it was time for my break."

Wes smiled at her. "Thanks."

"So it is an affair of the heart is it?"

"How did you know that?"

"I just know these things." She answered winking at him.

He eyed her suspiciously.

"And my fiancée once came to this restaurant when I turned down his marriage proposal." She said laughing. "When I came to look for him he was right where you are stirring his coffee with the same sad look on his face and the waitress brought him blueberry pie and strawberry ice-cream."

"Were you ever married?"

"No, We had very little in common. We stayed together for a time but it was so difficult. He came from one world, I was from another."

"I'm sorry."

"Oh honey, don't be sorry for me. I'm not. I still see him from time to time. He still comes in here and orders the same thing he had that night. Strawberry ice cream and blueberry pie."

"I wish that I could see her again, just once." Wes said shaking his head.

"Well then do it honey!" Ari said standing up.

"I wish it were that easy."

"It can't be that hard."

"If you only knew." Wes thought.

Wes' cell phone rang.

"Hello?"

"Wes it's Eric. Meet me down at the beach by the cove. There's something here you'd better see."

"All right Eric, I'm on my way."

"Trouble?" Ari asked.

"Yeah, thank you so much for the pie." Wes answered apologetically.

"Don't mention it honey you just come back soon, all right?"

"Don't worry, I promise I will."

She watched Wes drive off in his black SUV. As she turned back towards the counter a man came up behind her.

"You didn't tell him?" He asked.

"No, he doesn't need to know."

"No I guess he doesn't." Mr. Collins agreed non-comittally. She turned.

"Anthony, I just like to see him. After all he is my son too."

"I know, and I can't deny you that."

"So Mr. Big Shot Collins. How about a piece of blueberry pie?" She asked.

"Only if it comes with strawberry ice cream."

"Of course." She answered smiling coyly at him.