Disclaimer: Boo! I don't own RFR.

AN: I know a lot of time has passed between the previous chapter and this one but since the final episode is tomorrow I have decided to end this story. You can fill in the blanks yourselves but please tell me what you think.

Travis' POV

I squinted to see that familiar figure flee from the cab, her vacation had been good to her- the bags evanescent from her eyes, her (once) red, runny, nose back to normal, and her girlish, rock star chirp back in tact. Lily was absent from Roscoe for five whole weeks and I missed her more with each passing day. My ears craved her soft, sweet voice and my eyes longed for her simple, sarcastic smile. Even though I love Parker more and more as time goes by, I secretly regret my time away from Lily.

Mr. and Mrs. Randall leapt from their chairs at the kitchen table before even a small smile could escape from my lips at the sight of her. Lily asked me weeks ago to inform her parents and friends of her whereabouts but only under the condition the Ray didn't find out. She wanted Ray to miss her. She wanted him to hurt as much as she did… and he did. He missed his best friend more than he cherished his time with Grace. It was deeply evident in Grace's eyes that she knew she'd lost him. Ray had no choice but to feel like dying because his world was abruptly ripped away from him. He could choose to make things right with Grace but instead he hung her out to dry. Lily single-handedly destroyed the poor boy. Maybe that is what she wanted and possibly what she planned but either way it is sickening to sit and watch a good guy lose everything.

As much as her parents didn't want to let her go, as much as they cried in her hair, as much as they whispered soft sentences in her ears, and as much safety as she felt in their arms, she broke free of their gripping embrace to allow me to greet her. I wanted to hug her so badly and she could feel it- like undeniable chemistry.

She dropped her bags, glided through the air, and squeezed me in a great bear hug that shocked my senses, tingled my spine, and spread like wildfire to my fingers, toes, and ends of my hairs. Late summer's sun and warmth felt amazing as it shimmered on her tan skin and highlighted hair. This summer was good to my Lily and it is visible in everything about her. As I spun her through the air I told myself, "Don't let her slip away a third time…"

I felt her falling away and the strong, auto-piloted voice in my head subsided. A new one soon took its place… "Let her go," it demanded. I glanced over my shoulder to see Ray skidding to a halt on his bike. Lately, since RFR and No Man's Land were on hiatus, we spent our afternoons in the Randalls' basement. Ray was on his way over when we saw her.

His eyes met hers and his legs gave in. He fell off his bike and his left side took a hard blow on the concrete. I'm not quite sure he believed what he saw and the look in his eyes told me he was scared of the conversation to come and probably relieved that his best friend was safe. I stepped back and locked my eyes on Lily's and her eyes told me to step aside so I did and nodded in Ray's direction.

She strolled his way. She took her time and when she finally reached him, she kneeled down to where he lay sprawled out on the street. It was early in the morning so she knew no cars would be driving through the neighborhood. She lay down next to him and closed her eyes and Ray shifted so he could watch her, They didn't attempt to touch each other or hold hands; they didn't even speak. Ray smiled and closed his eyes and I knew everything was as it should be. Robbie ran from the house yelling, causing Lily to sit up. He hugged her so hard I thought her breath would stop.

Parker walked up behind me and wrapped her arms around me allowing me to let out the biggest smile I've ever experienced. WE stood and watched as three best friends were reunited. They laughed and joked like she was never gone and I, the loner, watched from a distance.