Rebecca heard a knock on her door, and she awoke from her sleep. "Constance, this better be good." Rebecca knew that her friend was the only one who would ever come over at this time.

"It doesn't have to be, it's the middle of the afternoon."

"Are you serious? I slept this late? I have never done that!" Rebecca was in a bit of a panic.

"It's alright, you don't have anything to do today." I was a week after Peter and Bryan had gone out, and Constance had come to coax Rebecca out of the house to go and meet up with them. "Well, you didn't have anything to do until I came over, and now you have to get up, and come for a walk with me."

"Why would I do that?" asked Rebecca grumpily.

"You will do this, because I met a guy a few days ago, and we are meeting up because he has a friend who seems to be a lot like you, always thinking about something else. We really want you two to meet, you have to come, because even if you have no interest in meeting up with his friend, I want you to meet Bryan." Constance pulled Rebecca up, and told her to get ready.

"I'm only coming because you're making me!" complained Rebecca. After about 15 minutes, the two of them left. Rebecca was not really in the mood for anything, all she wanted to do was go home, and be alone, but Constance was so happy, so she figured she'd better come.

"We're a little bit early, so we'll just sit on the bench for a bit and wait." Constance walked over to a bench, and sat down, Rebecca joined her. "Oh, there they are," said Constance a few minutes later.

Rebecca didn't look p right away. Constance stood gracefully and approached them, Rebecca just looked down, hoping not to be noticed. Peter was turned to the side, curious, but not wanting to be disappointed yet again. Curiosity was engulfing Peter, and Rebecca was slightly interested in meeting Bryan, and she had to admit it might be nice to meet his friend, even though she knew that no one would ever replace Peter in her heart. As she looked up, she almost fainted. The boy standing near Constance and what must be Bryan looked like Peter to her, but then again, he was turned to the side. It's probably just my imagination acting up, maybe I should look away before he notices my staring. Rebecca was about to look away, but the boy turned first, and their eyes met for just a second, but it was long enough.

Peter ran towards Rebecca, as she stood and did the same. Bryan and Constance stared in bewilderment as their friends entered each other's embrace, and kissed fiercely and passionately. The shock was almost too much for all four of them. Constance had never imagined that her friend would ever act like that; she had never shown any interest in boys. Bryan was shocked at Peter's sudden coming out of a half way shyness. Rebecca and Peter, needless to say, were shocked simply because they had finally found each other again. "Do they know each other?" Bryan asked Constance as soon as he could find words.

"I have no idea, but they seem to." Constance stood gaping still at the pair. "I haven't ever heard anything about a boy she's been seeing, have you heard anything?"

"I hadn't until last week, but I didn't think of it. Susan told me that Peter had been trying to locate a childhood friend now for sometime, but that he hadn't had much luck after the war."

"That doesn't really look like a childhood friendship to me," said Constance. The two of them kept staring as Peter and Rebecca broke apart smiling more brightly than they ever had in their lives. Bryan and Constance weren't sure whether to approach their friends or whether to give them time alone. Curiosity was killing both of them, but somehow it didn't seem right to disrupt them. They walked over to the bench and sat down, both wanting to see how this played out without getting in the way.

"I can't believe it's really you!" exclaimed Rebecca as soon as she got hold of her feelings and thoughts.

"I never thought that I would see this day, ever! It's really you, I have been trying to locate since the war ended!"

"It's been so hard these last three years, I wasn't even sure that you were still alive! I thought for sure that something had gone wrong, but I looked too, only I had no idea where to start, I'm sorry." Rebecca was honest with Peter, admitting that she had probably not tried her hardest to find them. "How did you manage to get away?"

"Another time, we can't forget, we have got to find a way to explain this to Bryan and Constance. I don't know how we really can without telling them the truth, so we might have to try and make them understand, but only as much as necessary."

"Yes, I think you may be correct, I see that you've already met Constance, but give me the opportunity to introduce you again?" asked Rebecca as politely as she could behind her excitement.

"Alright, let's go." They walked hand in hand over to their friends. "I love you," Peter whispered in Rebecca's ear as they drew closer.

"Still?" asked Rebecca.

"More then ever, time apart made me realize how much I really need you, distance does make us wise."

"I love you too." The pair reached their friends, who looked skeptically up at them.

"So, care to tell us how you two know each other so well?" asked Bryan. Both Peter and Rebecca stumbled through their thoughts, then decided that this would be better done someplace a bit more private.

"I can see that this is going to take quite a lot of explaining, so let's try to find somewhere a bit less crowded to go," offered Peter.

"Alright, we can go to my house, my mom won't mind me bringing home some friends," offered Constance. The four of them walked towards her house in silence. Peter and Rebecca were simply enjoying being together, and Bryan and Constance were thinking up the ways that they could have possibly met before. When they went inside, they all sat down at a table in the kitchen. "Ok, tell us what's up."

"You are going to have a really hard time believing us, but you have got to try. Rebecca and I met three years ago, while I was staying with the Professor," said Peter.

"There's nothing too odd about that," said Bryan, laughing a bit.

"That's not all, we met in another land, a place that we both got through to separately because we were called there to help, well, at least Peter was." Constance and Bryan gaped again, not knowing whether to believe their friends far fetched tale, or to laugh at their ignorance.