Some things are meant to be,

The clouds moving fast and free.

The sun on a silver sea.

A sky that's bright and blue.

Don drove with quiet intensity. His knuckles were white from gripping the wheel so hard. Anticipation rose in the pit of his stomach.

He didn't know why he had to do this, he just knew that he could never be at peace unless he did this. He saw his destination and parked his car. He sat there in the seat for a few minutes, thinking he should just go home.

He looked at himself in the rear view mirror, his father's words echoed in his ears.

"If you don't say goodbye to your brother today, you'll never be able to heal."

"If I don't see Dylan Trevor today I'll never be able to heal."

With renewed confidence he made his way into the prison where Dylan was being held.

Some things will never end.

The thrill of our magic ride.

The love that I feel inside for you.

The next thing he knew he was sitting in a bare gray room at a steel table. He nervously waited for Dylan to be brought in.

The door opened and in walked the man who killed his brother. Don fought hard to suppress the urge to attack him and strangle the life out of him swearing and screaming.

Dylan looked surprised to see him, to say the least. "Agent Eppes, nice to see you again."

'Stay calm', Don told himself. "Hello Dylan. Enjoying your stay?"

Dylan didn't let Don get to him, "enjoy the funeral?"

Don was surprised but couldn't show this to Dylan, "how'd you know that was today?"

"I didn't. But it's been a week I just figured." Don nodded.

Dylan was growing impatient, "look Agent Eppes I really don't think you came to make sure they were treating me right in here, did you?"

"I came here to find out why, Mr. Trevor."

Dylan seemed genuinely surprised, "you don't know? It's not obvious? Who let you in the FBI?"

"I know you wanted revenge on your brother, but to kill someone, to kill someone who was innocent?" Don snapped back.

"He wasn't innocent! If it wasn't for him me and Ben would be free!"

"You can be angry Dylan but don't you ever blame your actions on other people."

"Why did you come here? Really?"

Don didn't answer. Now he really couldn't remember why he had come there, maybe just to be sure that his brother's killer was truly behind bars, that he world was safe from doing more damage.

All Don could say was, "why?"

Dylan looked straight at Don, "I was looking out for family. All I ever wanted was to protect my brother."

Don smiled sadly, briefly seeing himself in Dylan, "me too."

Dylan gave him a cocky grin, "I know. You see how we're not so different?"

Don shook his head, "you see that's where you're wrong. You killed an innocent man whom you blamed for your brother's capture. You killed my brother but I didn't kill you. I won't either. I'm nothing like you. You're weak, you're nothing and I meet people like you every day. So I'm going to leave here today and grieve, probably for the rest of my life but I won't ever think about you again. That's why I came here. I just wanted you to know that."

Dylan's smile faded, he looked almost embarrassed by what Don had just said.

Don had meant every word of it. He stood up and left Dylan Trevor forever and he knew he wouldn't ever need to look back.

Some things are meant to be,

The tide turning endlessly.

The way it takes hold of me,

No matter what I do.

On his way to the car his phone rang.

"Hello?"

"Donnie? It's me." His father sounded like he had been crying.

"Dad? What's wrong? Are you O.K.?" Don's questions came fast.

Alan almost chuckled on the other end, "calm down son. Everything's fine I just need you to come to CalSci right away."

Don stopped, confused. "CalSci? Dad what are you doing at CalSci?"

"I can't really explain, I just need you to come. Please."

"Yeah, sure dad, I'm on my way."

Some things will never die,

The promise of who you are,

The memories when I am far from you.

Don pulled into the CalSci parking lot. The soft glow of candles lit his face. Don's eyes were wide as he exited the car.

There were people everywhere, all holding candles. Students and teachers were gathered in the night.

Don found his father, who was watching the scene, eyes glistening.

Don put a hand on his father's shoulder, "dad what is all of this?"

"Larry and Amita organized it. This is all for Charlie. Can you believe that?"

Don didn't know what to say. He just stared as a fresh wave of emotions took hold of him.

Larry, Megan, David, Colby, and Amita stood at the front of the crowd with their candles.

Don smiled, he was glad and amazed that the life of his socially awkward little brother had touched so many others.

Probably for the first time in a week Don felt that he wasn't alone.

Alan looked at his son, feeling much the same way. He looked up at the starry night.

"Take care of our son, Margaret."

All my life I've lived for loving you;

Let me go now.

The End

Authors Note: Well there you have it. I've had this ending in mind for a while now, I hope you all enjoyed it. Sorry I depressed you. You all have been so supportive; I never would have finished if it weren't for your reviews. R&R, one more time. Thanx buds!