Santorini, Greece Present

"Good morning, Isabella."

"Hmm. I don't want to get up. Can we just stay here?"

"I'd like nothing better then to lie here with you all day. Mmm. Your skin feels so good.

She rolled over on her side, "We have a few minutes, Nikoli."

"Bella," he groaned, as she kissed him, "What you do to me."

She pulled back, and smiled at him, "Just a taste for later tonight."

Kenny and Max smiled at each other, before throwing off the covers to start their day.

Rome, WI Present

"This case is falling apart," Littleton said, as the trial date for the Millani case loomed in the horizon, "All the stays, the press, it's all falling apart. We have no witnesses. The two that we know, have been missing or hiding for two years."

"Kenny and Max," Jimmy said, leaning back in his chair, "They're gone Jon. No one can find them, although I'm holding out hope that they're alive."

"We should have their pictures run on television again, and tell them that we need them to testify."

Santorini, Greece Present

Kenny watched Max as she puttered around the kitchen of their small bungalow. She's beautiful, he thought, my Bella. He let his eyes drift up from her legs that were peeking out from her white, knee length, linen skirt, to a her snug blue tank top, to that face that drove him crazy. The dark brown hair set off her pale skin and blue eyes, and fell half-way down her back now. Kenny shook his head, and studied the woman he thought of completely as his wife, Isabella Kapali, now. Even if we haven't made it official yet.

"Nik?" Max asked, feeling his gaze. She met his gaze, and tossed her dark hair back over her shoulder, "Honey?"

"Just enjoying the view," he said, "You look incredible, Sweetheart."

Max smiled, as she took in her unofficial husband. She traced her finger over the stubble on his face, and running her fingers through his shaggy hair, "I love you."

"Hey, Bella. Why don't we make this official?"

"Make what official?"

"You and me."

Max smiled, "Nikoali Kapali. Are you asking you to marry you?"

"Damn straight. I love you, Bella. We're going to spend the rest of our lives together. I don't have a ring or anything . . ."

"I don't need a ring. Of course I'll marry you."

"Uh, Sweetheart," Kenny said, as he turned his attention to their small television, "Look."

Max fell silent, as his arms tightened around her, "Shit. The trial. It's finally happening."

"It's going to dig a lot of stuff up."

"Yeah. Look."

"That isn't us anymore," Kenny said, as their images appeared on the screen, "We haven't been them for a long time."

"We did our part," Max said quietly, "We mailed everything to Jimmy. They have all the evidence that they need."

"It'll be okay," Kenny said, leaning in, so their foreheads touched, "I'll see you after work?"

"I'm off at five."

"Me too. Why don't we order in tonight?"

Barcelona, 2 Years Ago

"We're really doing this," Max said quietly, as they mail their packages off, "God, Skeeter. What if hurts someone before this gets there?"

"He hasn't so far," Kenny said lamely, "It'll be there in two days."

Max looked up at him seriously, "Do you want to call anyone? Tell them this, or anything?"

"My parents," Kenny sighed, "They deserve to know what happened. Jimmy too."

"I should talk to my parents too," Max sighed, "We may not always get along, but they're still my parents."

"They'll trace our calls"

"What if we get one of those prepaid cell phones?"

"Before or after we get new identification?"

"I never want to wear a wig again. It itches."

"You gonna color it?"

"I guess I better. You? The beard does wonders for you."

"You looked really hot in the dark brown wig, Cahli."

She smiled at that, "We need new names."

"I didn't get to pick before," Kenny said, as they made their way down the street hand in hand, "Here, look. Prepaid cell phones."

Rome, WI, 2 Years Ago

"When we get information here, we get information," Carter said, as he joined Jimmy, Littleton and Skeeter in his office, "The bodies in Max's apartment? Do you remember that couple that disapeared a few weeks ago? Mark and Tory Hunter. Mark worked at Varitek with Tom, and they were both long dead before that explosion."

"Could he have known about the information that Tom stole?" Jimmy asked.

"I don't think he was killed just for kicks,"Carter replied.

"What else?" Skeeter asked.

"Isn't that enough?"

"We know for sure now that Franco is dead," Littleton interjected, "And the woman from the picture is being analyzed. Also, the Zurich police found the car that hit Franco abadoned downtown, right after another car exploded on the road."

"Do you think that they're going to call?" Skeeter asked, "And let everyone know that they're okay?"

Jimmy shook his head, "Maybe they aren't.

Barcelona, 2 Years Ago

"I left my parents a message," Max said, as she joined Kenny on the steps, "I guess that sums up my relationship with them."

"Me too," he said, as he put his arm around her shoulders, "It could be better this way, for all of us. If I had to tell my mother that I was never coming home again, I don't think I could stand that. And you're not going to apologize to me again. I didn't have to come find you, Sweetheart, and run all over the world with you."

"You did though. You have no idea what it means to me."

"I love you. I'd do anything for you."

Max smiled, as she kissed him softly, "I love you too. We'll be okay."

"We'll have each other."

"One more phone call?"

Kenny nodded, as he punched in the familar numbers, "Do you want to talk? Last time I saw Jimmy, I knocked him out."

Max took the phone gingerly, "Okay."

Kenny kissed the top of her head, "We have plans to make for later."

"Sheriff Brock," Max heard, as Jimmy answered his extension, "Hello? Is anyone there?"

"Hi, Jimmy. It's Max," she said quickly, before she lost her nerve, "Um, how are you?"

"Max! Where the hell are you?"

"Somewhere safe. You have to listen to me."

"Max, let us help you. Tell me where you are. Is Kenny with you?"

"He is. We're not coming back, Jimmy. We can't.

"Franco Millani is dead. He was run over at a bank."

"Too bad for him. Something is coming for you. It'll explain everything. Don't look for us."

"Max, we can help you. That's what we do. Come back, we'll give you both immunity."

"We're not criminals."

"Who ran over Franco, and who blew up that boat in Chili?"

Max bit her tongue, "You don't know what you're talking about."

"Explain it me."

"Wait a few days," as she glanced up at Kenny.

"Hang up," Kenny said quietly, "We have to go."

"I have to go," Max said, as she followed Kenny's gaze the congregating police on the street, "Bye, Jimmy."

Rome, WI, 2 Years Ago

Jimmy stared at the phone, and tried to process exactly what had happened.

"Was that really Max?" Littleton asked, after a moment, "Where is she?"

"She wouldn't say. Kenny is with her. They aren't coming back," Jimmy said, omitting the part about something coming for him, "They aren't coming back."

Skeeter shrugged, "Are you shocked by that? There is probably a price on their heads at this point."

"They can't just disapear," Carter interjected, "They have lifes here, obligations."

"They're the only witnesses to all of this," Littleton said, "Everyone is just going to walk."

"You don't know who everyone is," Skeeter argued, "It seems like everyone involved is dead."

"Not everyone," Littleton said, "And the two people that can clear it all up are running."

Barcelona, 2 Years Ago

"Are we going to be scared everytime we see a police officer?" Max asked, as they slipped back into the crowd, "That is ironic."

"It is," Kenny said.

Max looked up at him, "Can we have one hour where we don't think about any of this? Maybe just enjoy the city?"

Kenny smiled at her, as they paused in front of a hotel, "Tell you what, Sweetheart, why don't we enjoy each other?"

Max grinned back at him, before kissing him hard on his lips, "We might need more than one hour."

Kenny kissed her back, "Come on."

Rome, WI, 2 Years Ago

Jimmy leaned back in his chair, and pondered what Max meant when she said that something was coming for him. What was in that bank? If that was even them. It had to be.

"You look deep in thought," Skeeter said, as he rejoined Jimmy, "What's going on?"

"I'm just shocked that Max called," Jimmy said, "She hung up too fast to get a trace."

"She didn't say anything else? About what they found out? It's not like Kenny or Max to let someone walk away from their crimes."

"I guess they had to choose between their lives or putting the Millanis away," Jimmy said, not wanting to tell anyone about the incoming information in a case of a leak, "I'm sure neither of them are came out squeaky clean in all of this."

Barcelona, 2 Years Ago

"Jesus Christ," Kenny groaned, as he and Max fell through the door together, "Max."

"Kenny," she cried, as they landed in a heap on the bed, "Oh, God."

"I have to touch you," he practically panted, as he ripped her shirt off, "You feel so good."

Max moaned, as he slipped his hands into her pants, "You make me feel good. Oh."

She pushed his shirt off of his shoulders, as he slid her pants down, "Max."

"I want you inside of me," she groaned, "I need you."

Kenny smiled, as he kissed her again. Sliding his hands down the length of her body, he marveled at how well their bodies came together. She's mine, she has always been mine. He moaned, as she tugged his pants off. He trailed his lips from her mouth to her bellybutton, before unhooking her bra.

"I love you," he said in a shaky whisper.

"I love you too," Max said, as she pulled him closer to her.

Kenny lowered his head to her breasts, and Max let out a long moan at his touch.

"You taste wonderful. You're perfect."

Max felt like her whole body was on fire, as he rained down kisses all over her, "Oh, God. Get inside me."

"Happily," Kenny said, as he slid inside her, and watched the ecstasy cross her face, "Max!"

"Kenny!" she groaned, as he thrusted into her, "Kenny!"

Santorini, Greece, Present

"Isabella! My favorite girl!"

Max smiled, as she walked into the jewelry store where she had worked since she and Kenny had settled in Santorini two years ago, "Good Morning, Stavros. I brought you a danish."

"You're a sweet girl, my Isabella. We want to have you and Nikoali over for dinner. Kara wants to fatten you up."

"If I eat enough of her cooking, that'll happen. Is that the new shipment?"

"Look, my pretty. These saphires are as blue as your eyes," Stavros said, "Your husband should buy you one."

Max smiled, "They're beautiful. He doesn't need to buy me jewelry."

"All you have is that wedding band! Where is the diamond?"

"We couldn't afford it then," Max lied, thinking of the briefcase of money from the island, "We're saving our money right now."

"You aren't planning on leaving the island?"

"I love it here," Max sighed, looking at the paradise that she resided in here, "It's perfect."

"Good. I could not run the store without you. Come, it's time to open.

"Nikoali! We need you over here!" Mikkos called from the dock, "Tie off this line!"

Kenny took the rope, and quickly secured it to the cleat, "What happened?"

"The crew fell into the water," Mikkos said, as he gestured to the two men pulling themselves out of the water, "You were running late."

"Sorry. I had to drop Bella off first."

"It's always about a beautiful lady. Come," he gestured toward the boat, "We have much to do today. A big Spanish tour group comes in today."

Rome, WI Present

"I was almost hoping that Kenny or Max would call in themselves," Jimmy said, "I guess that would be too much to ask."

Jill patted his hand, "They don't want these people to get away with this any more than you do. The Millanis destroyed their lives too."

"When that package came in the mail," Jimmy trailed off, "Wow. Tom stole that formula from Varitek to sell to terrosist, so he have enough money to escape his family. Skeeter killed Mark and Tory Hunter when Mark discovered what Tom was doing, but not before Mark alerted the president of Varitek that Tom was a mobster. Tom had a change of heart when he fell in love with Max, and Skeeter freaked. He wanted the money, and they argued. Tom blew up Max's apartment, and faked their deaths. He hid the disk for Morell because he contacted the FBI about his family before his death. He wanted them to get the information and put his family in prison. Morell couldn't find it, so when Kenny disapeared, Morell followed him. Kenny somehow found about Tom's island, rescued Max, and then Morell blew up. Not before Tom was killed by his family because Skeeter knew about his properties. Because we had a list of them here. I led the mob to Kenny and Max, and that couple got killed in Chili. They disapeared again, until Franco Millani was killed in Zurich and a group of his goons was blown up. Max calls two days later, and tells me to wait. Then I get all of this."

"That was a mouthful," Jill said, "Why won't it hold up?"

"Because we don't have a witness. Only a confession of a dead man, a bizzare formula, and the Millanis and Skeeter are fighting to get out of jail. I can't believe that we thought Morell was part of this. His sister may have married the mob, but he didn't. Skeeter made it seem . . . He was so supportive of Kenny, when all along he set him up. Bastard."

"We didn't know that he and Tom were half brothers. No one did."

"They've been under house arrest for two years. We have to get them convicted. They can't walk because there is too much at stake..

Barcelona 2 Years Ago

"I can't move," Max sighed, as Kenny held her in his arms, "I just want to lie here forever."

Kenny smoothed her hair back from her face, "Why did we wait so long to do that?"

Max giggled, "There has been a lot going on lately."

"No, we should have done this years ago, Sweetheart."

Max rolled over on her side, "It's not going to be a one time thing."

"Oh? You ready to go another round?"

Max giggled again, "If you think you can keep up."

Rome, WI 2 Years Ago

Jimmy picked up the heavy manila envelope from his kitchen table carefully. I know that handwriting, he thought, is this what Max meant? Ripping it open, he dumped the contents onto the table, and picked up the handwritten note first.

Dear Jimmy,

I'm sorry I was so abrupt on the phone, and more so for all the turmoil going on now. We've put together most of the pieces, and it's here for you to do what you want with it. We're sorry in advance for what is here, and it broke out hearts too. It didn't seem possible, even after everything happened.

We can't come home. We know that. There are too many people that want us dead, so we're going to disapear. Don't worry about us, hate us if you want. Thank you for being such a wonderful friend and boss for the past five years.

We'll never forget you.

Max and Kenny

Jimmy didn't he was crying to a tear splashed on the paper he was holding. He set the note aside to examine the contents of the envelope.

"Shit," he said aloud.

Barcelona 2 Years Ago

"Where do we go now?" Max asked, as she got a glance of her reflection in the store front window, "I really don't reconginize myself."

Kenny fingered her new dark brown tresses,"You look gorgeous. Exotic."

"You're biased," she argued, as she looked as his scruffy face, "I do like your new look though. Not so clean cut anymore."

Kenny flipped over his new passport, as they sat at the train station, "Nikoali Kapali feels like a scruffy kind of guy. What about you, Isabella Kapali?"

"Exotic," she said, with a small smile, "And where do Isabella and Nikoali live?"

Kenny looked up at the train schedule, "I don't think they have to settle anywhere in particular yet. What looks good to you?"

Rome WI 2 Years Ago

"You're taking the word of two rogue cops!" Skeeter yelled, "Jimmy! This is bullshit!"

"I did a little research of my own, Skeeter," Jimmy said cooly, "The gambling debts? They weren't Kennys, they belonged to you. You and Tom, drawn by your hatred of your father, conconcted this plan to get all this money and escape from him, and when it all went sour, Tom ran and you had him killed. It's all here Skeeter."

"I want a lawyer."

"You need one."

Santorini Greece, Present

"Good day?" Kenny asked, as they settled on their front porch, "Bella?"

"Hmm, it was fine. Mikkos got a shipment of saphires that he was excited about working into his jewelery, and I sold the most gorgeous necklace today. I was sad to see it go. How about you?"

"Did a tour of the Bay. Thought a lot."

"About what?"

He took her hand in his, "You and me. What was on the television this morning."

"We haven't talked about it in so long."

"I don't even think . . . it's been so long since I've thought of you as . . . Max. You're Bella Kapali. My wife."

"And you're Nikoali Kapali, my husband. We live in Santorini, Greece. You drive boats and I sell jewelry. We're saving money for our future. That's it."

"And it's all total bullshit."

"Yeah."

"I love you. That's the only part of our life that isn't."

"I love you too. What do you want to do?"

"We can't go back, Bella. We'll be dead as soon as we get there. They're under house arrest, and not all of them. We would never make it to testifying."

"I know, Nik. If they don't get convicted though . . . they'll look for us, and they have a lot more resources than we do. It's a crapshoot."

"Do you want to see how it all plays out first?"

Rome WI, Present

"Get your ass on the ground!" Skeeter yelled, "Drop your weapons!"

"What are you doing?" Jimmy asked, as Skeeter, Giorgio and Robert stormed in.

"Everyone down! Now! Or you all die!"