The day came when Kris decided to leave him at home while she went to work. "Are you sure, Kris?" Harper was doubtful. "You know what they'll all say."

"I know but, I trust you. Don't ask me to explain why but, I have since the moment I saw you standing outside the agency. Besides, I can handle them. I'll see you when I get home."

She left and Harper went out to the beach. He loved it here and didn't want to leave, although, he knew he had to. Besides, he did miss everyone. "Serves you right, Seamus Harper for messing around with stuff you had no right to mess with. Rommie was right. This is a disaster." And he started to cry.

"Hey, what's wrong?" He jerked up as a hand fell on his shoulder. It was Kris.

"I thought you'd left for work."

"I did but, I forgot something and then I saw you out here. What's wrong?"

"I've got to leave and I really don't want to."

"Leave? But, you don't have anywhere to go, do you?" Kris was oddly disturbed by the idea of his leaving.

"Actually, I do. I just need to find a way to get there, which I can because I'm a genius. I can't tell you about it and you probably wouldn't believe me, anyway but, I just want you to know that I'll never forget you or how nice you were to me."

"Take it easy. You don't have to explain anything. I'll do whatever I can to help you. I've got the day off tomorrow. We'll talk then." She leaned over, gave him a peck on the cheek and left.