A/N: Wow, has this been a fantastic ride! The utterly amazing reviews were super encouraging to me, KUDOS to the people who took the time to read this, let alone review. Thanks you guys, it's been fun. There's only one more chapter after this. Enjoy.

Camping Trip

When it got too dark to continue swimming, the six friends made their way back to the campground and Bobby started a fire. They roasted marshmallows, ate hamburgers, and told funny stories about old cases and experiences at Quantico.

Tara shifted positions on the ground and leaned against the log that the Australian was seated on; let her head drop back into Bobby's lap. He smiled and played with the ends of her hair. The fire crackled, sending sparks flying through the air, and the moon shone brightly against the dark backdrop of the sky.

Sue leaned her head against Jack's strong shoulder on the other end of the log, closing her eyes and relishing the warmth from the fire.

Jack and Bobby exchanged glances, and grinned simultaneously. Yes, life was good.

Myles felt a pang in his heart as he watched across the fire and saw the two couples snuggling comfortably, and he chanced a look at Lucy. She lifted her head to meet his eyes, offering a small smile. He returned the smile and she scooted closer, lying down on the soft bed of grass and resting her head in his lap. He reached for her free hand and interlaced their fingers, squeezing her hand gently.

They sat in silence for a long while, listening to the sound of the crackling fire and the crickets chattering, and the wind whistling through the trees and the leaves rustling.

The fire eventually died down, and they all agreed it would be best to get some sleep. Myles hugged Lucy goodnight, Bobby kissed Tara, and Jack hugged and kissed Sue, and they retreated to their tents. The men walked; the women floated.

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Tara awoke to the smell of bacon and the sound of Bobby and Myles bickering. She yawned and wrapped her robe tightly around her body, and crawled out of the tent to kiss Bobby good morning.

"Hey, where's my good morning kiss?" Myles protested teasingly.

Tara smirked. "I'll leave that to Lucy," she reassured, causing him to blush. She walked back to her tent to grab a change of clothes and headed to the showers, calling over her shoulder, "I'll be back in a couple of minutes."

Bobby waved and continued with breakfast. "Yo, mate, find some way to wake up sleeping beauty in there," he jerked his thumb toward their tent.

Myles cocked an eyebrow. "You sure about that?"

Bobby pondered this for a moment. "No. Just toss a stick inside or something. We want to go to the beach for a couple of hours before we head back to D.C."

Myles nodded. "Okay," he conceded, and did as the Aussie asked.

"OW!" Jack hollered, and hurled the stick back at him, consequently hitting Myles on the head.

"He's up," he complained, rubbing his forehead.

Sue and Lucy stumbled out of their tent.

"Good morning," Sue signed slowly, and fought to keep her eyes open as Jack sat down on the log and pulled her into his lap.

"Yes, it is," he consented with a grin and a kiss to her cheek.

"Morning," Lucy mumbled.

Myles offered her a marshmallow and laughed when she yawned again and attempted to glare at him. "Morning, sunshine."