When they arrived home on the beach, Kayli was decently conscious again. Gathered on the pier, Peter, Iza, Alex, and Sam said goodbye and wished Rowan a final happy birthday.

"So," Dixie said, addressing Jason. "Jesse's going to walk me home." She said.

"Okay." Jason said. "Have fun." Dixie shot him a mean look, but turned and walked down the pier with Jesse anyway. "Finally." Jason said. "She gets the point that I hate her."

"Like the cups." Kayli mumbled, dancing on the boat ramp. "Dixie." Aja smiled.

"So, I'm going to head home." She said, looking directly at Rowan.

"Er, right." He said. "I'll meet you in two secs. Just let me talk to these two." Aja nodded, kissed him, and walked slowly away.

"So." Jason said. "You're going to Aja's." he said.

"Kinda," Rowan shrugged happily. "I gotta ask you a favor then, man." He said.

"You want me to take Kayli home." Jason said, filling in the gap.

"Er, that's the thing. My parents are going to freak if she's drunk. I'm just gonna call them and say that I'm going to yours, and she's going to Aja's." Jason looked a little surprised.

"So where am I taking Kayli?" he asked. Kayli jumped off the ramp and stood next to them, a little dizzy, stumbling.

"Can you take her to the inn?" Rowan asked quietly. Jason sighed and rolled his eyes. "Please, man," Rowan said, "I trust you with this."

"Yeah, yeah." Jason nodded. "Just go have fun with Aj. I'll look after her."

"Thanks" Rowan said, hurrying off down the pier to meet up with Aja. Jason looked at Kayli.

"I guess you're coming with me then." He said. Kayli looked up at him.

"I'm really, really tired." She said. "Will you carry me?" With that, she passed out again, and Jason caught her under the arms.

"Kays, Kays." Jason said, patting her face and shoulders, trying to wake her up. "Come on, Kayli." He sighed, muttered something about Moore constitution, and picked Kayli up, walking down the pier.

This time of year, the inn was mostly full, but he managed to find one empty room on the top floor with a small bed and a shower. He sat Kayli on the bed and steadied her neck, so that her head wouldn't loll.

"Kays." He said, trying again to wake her up. She wouldn't. Sighing again, he decided the best thing to do would be to run a shower for her and get her into bed. Taking a deep breath, he reached around Kayli's body and fumbled for the zipper to her dress. He started to pull on it, thinking about the deep shit he would be in if she woke up. Kayli mumbled something.

"I'm awake." She said. Jason's hand pulled back, steadying her instead. "I'm up." She said. Kayli opened her eyes and looked around.

"Why am I here?" she asked.

"Hey, Kayli." Jason said. "You've gotta sleep okay, but first I'm going to run you a shower, okay?" he checked. Kayli nodded. He got up and went to the shower and turned it on. Kayli stood up.

"But my dress…" she said, confused.

"Yeah." He said. "Take it off. Don't worry I'll leave." He said, checking the water was lukewarm and then stepping towards the door. Kayli nodded again, unzipping her dress. She took off one of the sleeves as Jason opened the door to slip out.

"Wait." She said. Jason stopped, not turning around. "Don't go."

"I'll stay here then." He replied, trying his hardest to be gentlemanly. "I'm not going to look." Kayli nodded again, though he could not see. She pulled the rest of her dress down to the floor and stepped out of it, slipping off her heels. Standing in her nude colored underwear, she walked towards the pouring water on the tiles in one corner of the room. The water was cold, she hissed at the feel of it.

"Are you okay?" Jason asked, keeping his nose to the wall.

"No." Kayli mumbled. "I…" she started. "I just want to sleep." Her voice was fading. Jason turned around quickly, finding her slouched against the showerhead.

"Okay." He said, hurrying over to her. "You are going to get so mad at me in the morning." He took of his tuxedo jacket and his shoes and steadied her.

"I won't." Kayli said, her eyes closed. Jason drew her under the water, getting wetter than he had hoped. His white button shirt was immediately soaked, clinging to his skin.

"You say that now." He said. "Can I remind you of that?" Kayli smiled and managed a weak laugh. She took hold of the sleeves of his shirt, finding balance in his arms. She opened her eyes.

"I guess I'm not like my mom." She said sleepily.

"Yeah," Jason said, water flecking his face. "She could drink anyone under the table, I hear." Kayli smiled slowly.

"Yeah." She said, passive. She looked up at him, blue eyes meeting his dark ones. Jason sighed. Under any other circumstances, he probably would have kissed her right then. She seemed so small and delicate, long, wet hair hanging about her shoulders, her hands on his muscles. Kayli leaned forward to kiss him. Their lips touched and her arms moved around his neck, before he held her back.

"What?" she asked, taken by surprise.

"Let's not do something we're going to regret." He said, wishing he hadn't done the moral thing. Kayli nodded, jaw set.

"I'm tired." She said again.

"Alright." Jason said. He turned the water off and taking her by the hand, leading her towards the bed. He pulled the sheets back and made room for her. "Okay, now go to sleep. Try not to roll onto your back, okay?" Kayli climbed in clumsily.

"Are you going?" she asked sadly.

"Yeah." Jason said. "My room's upstairs."

"Stay." She said, holding his hand. "I don't want to be alone." She mumbled, putting her head on the pillow. Her wet silhouette was soaking through the sheets. Jason made a note to explain them to his father in the morning.

"Okay." He said finally. He took his hand from her and unbuttoned his soaking white shirt, hanging it over the showerhead. "I'm going to sleep here, okay?" he said, sitting down in the armchair at one end of the room.

"Okay." Kayli murmured, her eyes already closed. Jason smiled and shut his eyes, and slept.

In the morning, Kayli woke up, damp and cold. She opened her eyes and saw the wooden interior of the inn. On the floor lay her crumpled dress and shoes. A white shirt hung over the shower. There was no one else in the room. She sat up, finding that she was naked but for her bra and panties from the night before.

The door creaked and she snatched the sheets to cover herself. Jason came in with a steaming mug.

"How're you feeling?" he asked, crossing the room and setting the mug on the bedside table. It smelled of strong, rich coffee.

"What happened?" Kayli asked, pulling the sheets further around her body.

"Saké." Jason said. "Drink this, okay?" Kayli picked up the mug and sipped it. The coffee was hot on her tongue and she put it quickly down again. Jason was dressed in an old band shirt over his boxers.

"Did we..?" she began. Jason shook his head.

"No." he said quickly. "I mean, we… No." Kayli nodded.

"Thank you." She said. "What time is it?"

"Half past ten." Jason told her. "Your parents think you're at Aja's." Kayli nodded again, taking it all in.

"Why am I wet?" she asked.

"You took a shower." Jason said. He picked up the mug again and handed it to her so that she would drink again. She did and then looked at him.

"Why are you wet?" she asked.

"Er," Jason began, "I took a shower too. I helped you." He said. Kayli bit her lip and thought on the subject for a moment or two. She swung her legs off the bed and stood up, the sheets wrapped around her.

"I can't think straight." She said, putting the mug on the chest of drawers.

"Drink more." Jason ushered, standing up straight as she crossed the room.

"I remember dancing with Jesse and… a boat. And strippers." She said. "What happened last night?" she asked, looking at him over her shoulder.

"It's a long story." Jason said. "I'll tell you later. See there," he said, gesturing towards a soft pile of folded clothes by the door, "I brought you some clothes. There mine, but they're clean and old. They should fit you." Kayli looked at them.

"Thanks." She said. Jason nodded and went back to the door.

"I'll check on you soon." He said. Kayli smiled in agreement and he went out and shut the door. She went back to the bed and dropped the sheets on it, too tired to fold them, planning to do it later. She sat for a few minutes and drank her coffee until it was gone from the cup. In her underwear, which was just dry now, she went over to the folded clothes and picked them up. There was a pair of navy sweatpants and a grey Grateful Dead t-shirt. She slipped them on. They were big and comfortable and soft. They smelled clean and felt warm on her body. It was then that there was a knock on the door. She went to it and opened it. No surprise, Jason stood on the other side, holding a laundry basket.

"They fit." He said.

"Yeah." Kayli said, shyly. "They're kinda big."

"They look better on you." He smiled boyishly. She returned the gesture and stepped back to let them in.

"So what did happen? Last night, I mean." She asked, touching her hair, pulling it over one shoulder. Jason smiled and went over to the showerhead to put his shirt and jacket into the basket.

"You and Aja crashed our boy's hour." He said. Kayli folded her arms and smiled introverted.

"Sorry about that." She apologized.

"S'alright." He said. "I guess in some weird way, you owe me a lap dance now." He said.

"And you'll be getting that really soon." She said sarcastically. Jason smiled and went over to her.

"I guess you can go home when you want now." He shrugged. "Your parents might be freaking out." Kayli smiled.

"I dunno." She said. "Maybe we can just hang out and talk a bit, perhaps." She shrugged. Jason looked surprised. He put the laundry basket down.

"That's a new tune." He said. Kayli bit her lip. "I'm sorry," Jason said, "for being such a dick these last couple of weeks." Kayli laughed.

"Yeah, you were a bit." She said. "Still," she shrugged cutely, "It wasn't all bad."

"I think you're still drunk," Jason teased. He stopped and considered her statement. "What part?" he asked, with a white smile. Kayli's lips twisted into a smile.

"I'm sober." She said, before she kissed him square on the lips. It took Jason by surprise, but her hands held his face to hers and she pressed her body to his. Jason fit his arms around her, sliding his hands up her stomach, underneath the grey shirt, feeling her smooth skin. Kayli gasped as his fingers swept her hipbones. She put her hands on his arms and pushed them back.

"Jason," she said. The one word almost killed him, she was teasing him again.

"What?" he asked, letting go of her. Kayli held his gaze.

"I want to do this, be with you, again." She said, with an air of admittance. "But I don't want to do that. I just, want to have something special for now, and not have it be scandalous or secretive… Is that okay?" Jason opened his mouth to say something in return, but he realized he really had no problem with what she was telling him. He smiled. Then he laughed.

"Yeah." He nodded. "That sounds fine to me." Kayli's lips spread into a smile. She threw her arms around his neck and kissed him again. Jason held her around the waste and hugged her tightly, holding her close to him again.