AN Well here it is the epilogue to this tale. I hope you guys enjoyed it. In fact if you did…let us know! Dream ;)

"See you around, Shelby."

Those four words swam around her head constantly. She couldn't turn it off, none of her abilities that usually helped her shut the world off would get his voice to stop repeating that sentence. It drove her nuts. She was going insane. She couldn't think of anything else but him! This wasn't how it was supposed to work. She was supposed to let him go and then get back to her life of solitude.

"I'm tired of you insisting that you 'need' to be alone. It's a crock of shit and you know it. Besides, this Danny guy suits you. Hell, even Don thinks so."

She punched her couch cushion. Ben could be so infuriating sometimes, especially when he was right. Thinking of something she dialed a familiar number, one that she hadn't dialed in a long time.

"I was wondering how long it would take you to call me."

She rolled her eyes, "I hate call display."

"I love it actually, so you finally coming to your senses?"

"I can not believe we are having this conversation. You just up and got over me? Just like that?"

Flack laughed, "Well I had some help, but this isn't about me is it?"

She rubbed her hand over her face and sighed, "I'm probably too late anyway, it's been over a month."

"Don't even try talking yourself out of it now Shelby. As much as it kills me to say this you guys are perfect for each other."

"Wow Don that was hard for you wasn't it? Did a woman help you?"

"Again not talking about me, go woo the man Shelby I was doing something important."

"Really? Like what?"

"I'm hanging up now and just so you know he's at O'Maley's."

"How do you know?"

"A little bird told me." He said and hung up before she could ask him who the bird was.

She groaned to herself, "This sucks ass!" She said to the air, then just gave up fighting and stood. "Might as well get this over with, if he's going to drive me crazy anyway he might as well be in my life. Great, I'm talking to myself." She called a cab and grabbed her purse to go downstairs and wait for it. This was scarier than facing an entire drug cartel, because this had to do with her heart, something she'd been guarding for longer than she could remember.

Danny drank some of his beer the lolled his head from side to side in an effort to ease the tension that consistently sat at the base of his neck. He sighed when his neck cracked then indicated to the bartender that he wanted another.

"What are you drinking to forget?"

He didn't look at her just nodded his thanks at the bartender, "The one that got away."

This was reminiscent of their first meeting and she knew it, "Okay I deserved that."

He looked at her out of the corner of his eye and gave her a small smile, "Perp, not love interest."

She laughed nervously and berated herself for being so out of control, "You aren't making this easy for me."

Finally turning to actually look at her he raised an eyebrow, "Making what easy for you?"

Okay him looking at her was much worse than when he wasn't. She started wringing her hands, "I just don't normally do this."

"Do what?"

"Groveling."

He laughed, "This is groveling? I didn't know they changed the meaning of the term."

"Listen Danny I…"

"If this is going to be a nicer way of letting me down then it's really not necessary." He looked back down at his drink.

"It's not, uh, it's not that at all."

"Well careful then, cause I've been looking into picket fences."

She smiled at him and put a hand to his cheek and coaxed his face to look at her, "Careful's for cowards."