Thanks again for the reviews! I'm so glad that ppl are just begging for updates. It gives me confidence to keep writing. Lotsa thanxies to Jaksgirl.not, Jak fan, VoodooDollOfDoom, jaklover123, GoodMorningBeautiful2005, and Silver-WindScar. Since U guys made writing this fanfic so much fun for me I decided to spoil you and finally post up the last two chapters of the story. Don't worry, that last one is extra long. Enjoy!

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Chapter 7

A tall, black mustached man, dressed in a red and black suit, walked into the lobby lounge. He was a middle-aged man who worked behind the check in counter of the Kras City Inn. Laying on the farthest red velvet couch was a young turquoise haired girl, sleeping her worries away. She had been there all night. Her hair was messy and her face seemed red as if she cried beyond what her eyes would allow. He had seen a short elderly man come downstairs to throw a blanket over her before he retreated back to his room, realizing that she wasn't moving from that spot. Strangely the man smiled before he left the lobby toward the elevators. He wondered why. He walked over to her and lightly tapped her shoulder. "Excuse me miss, you can't stay in the lobby any longer. If you'd like, I can accompany you back to your room" Her body began to stir.

"What time is it?" she asked the counter clerk as she rubbed her eyes groggily.

"It's 10:00 in the morning miss"

Her body slowly sat up as she looked up at him, her eyes suddenly looking vulnerable, "Did a tall blond man by the name of Jak with a furry rat on his shoulder check in through the night?" He began to nod no but quickly changed his answer when he saw her big emerald eyes begin to water. "Uh-uh I'll go check miss. I could be mistaken. Jak is it? Even if he hasn't checked in I'm sure he'll show up" and he scurried away, regretting ever waking up the girl from her peaceful slumber. She seemed better off sleeping than being awakened back into whatever cruel reality she was dealing with. He looked through his record book and even though he was sure he saw no such man walk through that entrance last night, the last thing he wanted to do was go back into the lounge and tell her that. He had watched her through the night. It was always deserted during his night shift at the Inn except for a couple of newlyweds who had eloped or drunks that occasionally checked in. There was really nothing to do. When he saw that angelic girl crying onto the lobby sofa he wondered to himself, That poor girl, she looks like a girl that deserves to be happy. As he saw her drift into sleep and how peaceful she looked, he realized she looks like a sleeping angel. He sighed at the counter and for once he was glad he was doing the night shift. It was because of the curiosity she had stirred in him that caused him to call in and volunteer to take the morning shift as well. He wanted to see how things turned out for her. I hope that whatever she's waiting for comes back. He shook his head back into reality as he continued to frantically look through the pages, trying to look occupied. He prayed to himself that he wouldn't have to face the emotional girl again.

Keira sat up more comfortably on the sofa and wrapped the green blanket tighter around her body. She felt her eyes burn but she held it in. She was tired of crying and she knew that even if something happened to Jak, he'd want her to be strong. She'd shown too much weakness since last night and the last thing she wanted was for everyone to think she was this weak delicate crybaby who couldn't care for herself. She looked around the lobby. Bright sunlight peeked through the long red curtains of the windows. She ran her fingers through her messy hair, hoping to make it look half decent.

Please Jak, you said I could trust you. Don't tell me you couldn't stay true to your word.

Just as she was thinking that and staring into space toward the check-in counter, she saw a relieved smile spread across the check-in clerk's face as he closed his record book. She turned her head towards the direction that the clerk was looking and saw the figure walking straight towards her. Her eyes widened and she held in her emotions with all her might. His right arm was bandaged and his clothes were dirty. However despite his appearance, the grin on his face looked as if he won the lottery. The ottsel smiled just as widely as if there was a secret between them and jumped off his shoulder toward the elevators. He continued to walk up to her and she just stared at him in disbelief. The smug grin he wore complimented his young handsome face as he stopped in front of her. He looked down at her shining eyes and whispered, "I haven't been gone 24 hours and you're already doubting me? I thought you had more faith in me?" He tilted his head a little when he said this.

She jumped off the sofa, throwing the blanket off of her and wrapped her arms around his neck. "Jak! You came back!" She felt his arms wrap around her back in response and hold her close to his chest.

"Of course. I told you I would."

Meanwhile the clerk daydreamed while looking at them. He seemed to be lost in happiness knowing that their story had a happy ending to it. He was glad.

They held each other in the lounge, slightly swaying side to side. He felt her tears on his chest as she scolded "I swear I'll never cry like this again damn it" and he chuckled. Just like Samos said, stubborn. He backed away from her and sat on the sofa, patting the spot next to him so that she could sit down. He laid his head back and put his arm out so that she could lean on his chest. She pulled up the blanket and covered them both. He then looked down at her and said "I'm sorry that the reunion was a little short. I already sent Daxter upstairs to give word so we can head to Haven City later. Right now I'm kind of tired"

She nodded and smiled "It's fine. I'm tired too. As long as you're here, everything is just fine". She leaned in closer to him as her eyes slowly fell into a deep sleep.

He watched her face as she fell asleep before him. He was never the kind of person to show her a lot of affection or tell her he loved her in the streets. He rarely took the time to notice all these little things about her like how beautiful she looked when she slept. Never took the time to compliment her when she sweated and dirtied her small hands while fixing his cars or whatever else he needed. She was so brilliant. Usually he was so wrapped up with missions and saving everyone, he always stood clueless when with her. Always dazed when she flirted with him publicly until Daxter would smack him in the head so he could realize Keira was coming on to him. It was hard to give her the attention that she deserved when always surrounded by danger. But as he looked at her, laying on his chest like that, he told himself that from this point on he'd let her know how he felt more often and never be afraid to show it. So many years had passed and she was always there. When he was mute and she always understood him without a need for words. When he became a demon, she humbly accepted this change in him. When he was cold to her or broke her heart because of the misunderstanding with Ashelin. Ashelin had kissed him and it was a surprise to them both. However at the end they both knew where their hearts had belonged. All through the years she was there, to fix his hover board, to train him, give him gadgets, and to fix his cars at anytime. Whenever he was injured, she cared for his wounds. Whenever he had no place to go, her home was open for him. Whenever he was being stubborn or getting ahead of himself, she gave him the motherly voice he needed. Whenever he just needed someone to be by his side without saying a word, she silently stood by him. This time was the last near death experience that he would need just so he'd realize that he couldn't take life or those around him for granted.

No matter the danger, no matter how occupied I am, even if next time I don't make it back, I will make sure I leave without any regrets. Thanks father…you were right. Life was still waiting for me. With these last thoughts, sleep finally greeted his tired eyes as he leaned his head on hers.

The clerk snapped out of his daydream daze once he saw that they had fallen asleep together. An idea struck him as he ripped out a yellow paper and scribbled something on it. He attached a pin to it as he walked toward the large curtains that opened the lobby lounge where they were. He went to each side of the hall and dragged the giant curtains closed. With that he pinned his note and contently walked away.

The lobby lounge is not of service for today.

Sorry for the inconvenience.

Thank you

Kras City Inn

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Ehhh I thought that chapter was a little too fluffy and princess prince for Jak and Keira. I miss hardcore tough Jak. I think he was a bit OOC. I may change it but for now this is how it came out. Hope you like. There's still another chapter to go! Don't stop reading and please review! There's still a little secret Jak seems to be keeping and let's not forget about Rayn's barely noticeable, but suspicious behavior. Hmm…I know, I know, I love to torture my readers with suspense Muahaha!