AN: Here it is! Thank you so much for reading and reviewing this. This was my first big fic in a long time. You guys really gave me a confidence boost. I put a lot of myself into the three main characters so I'm glad they came across as realistic.

Vaughn sat at the end of Chelsea's bed. He had woken her up in the middle of the night looking like he had just killed a puppy. Despite the fact that he hadn't spoken to her in months and she was still mortified over her actions during the snowman festival, she had let him in. She didn't hesitate for a minute. Chelsea had made two cups of coffee, sat next to him on the bed, and let him mull in silence. When he wanted to talk he would.

And finally he did. "I broke up with Sabrina."

"What?" Chelsea nearly spilled her coffee.

"Yeah…It wasn't working out."

"That's crazy. She's perfect."

"I know."

"If you know then why-" Chelsea stood up and a fight ensued. She couldn't believe he could be so heartless. Everything moved so fast. Soon Vaughn was standing. Then they were shouting. Next think she knew Chelsea was running out the door.

"Leave me alone!" Chelsea shouted without looking back. She raced across her field. She crunched through the snow to her Lighthouse Island boat. It was the one place no one could follow her.

"Chels, Chels! Listen to me!"

Chelsea got in the boat. The water was icy but nothing she couldn't handle. She untied the rope that held her back and rowed as fast as she could.

"Chelsea!" Vaughn didn't hesitate at the shore for even a second. He jumped in the freezing water and swam after her.

"You're such a douchebag! You broke her heart!" Chelsea tried to use the paddles to keep him back. "You fucked it up! You fuck everything up! Why are you so-" Vaughn pulled himself, soaking wet, up into the boat. "So unhealthy!"

"Listen to me."

"You loved her and you're pushing her away. She was so good for you."

"Just listen!"

"You love her…"

"Stop saying that!"

"You said it! You said you loved her."

"I was talking about you!" Vaughn grasped at either side of his head. His whole body shook. "Listen. It was stupid." Chelsea was frozen. "I just...honestly the real reason I started seeing her…I was sick of not being over you. The feeling wouldn't go away. I-I thought if I occupied myself with Sabrina-if I pretended to love her-then I would. She was so kind and caring. I thought everything would be better. But it's not better. It's worse. I hurt her and I hurt you-oh god why do I hurt everyone around me?"

Chelsea pulled her arms around herself and shook her head furiously. "You're lying. You're lying."

"And then you asked what it was like…" Vaughn's voice was shaking. "Like to be in love. I wasn't lying, I just.."

"Stop."

"Said how I felt about you."

"Stop! Stop!" Chelsea swung her arms around in distress, hitting Vaughn as best she could. All the nights of crying, hollowly hoping he would change his mind. All the time she thought she picked up a signal, a flirty tone in his voice, and crushing that thought. All the pain she had felt for so long.

"It was working, with Sabrina. I was happy. And then there was Mark, I couldn't stand to see you two together." Vaughn mumbled.

"You're so selfish!" But hadn't she done the same thing. Everything was so confused.

"Please, Chelsea. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry." Vaughn let her pound at him until she had exhausted herself and fell into his arms.

She nuzzled her head into his shoulder, too tired to fight. "I really missed you, you know? You didn't have to shut me out." She whispered.

"I know."

Vaughn let her rest on him as he rowed back to shore. Wordlessly he picked the farmer up and carried her back to the house. He plopped Chelsea in her bed and prepared to leave.

"Wait...um...can you stay?" Chelsea muttered quietly, tucked into her sheets.

Vaughn grimaced. "I'm soaking wet."

"I don't care." Chelsea scooted over and lifted up her blanket. "For old time's sake?"

Chelsea could just make out Vaughn's small smile in the moonlight as he kicked off his shoes and crawled in next to her.

Vaughn broke the silence after a few minutes. "I missed you too." He could feel her nodding next to him.

Eventually she whispered, "You know I can't do this to Sabrina. She's my friend."

"I know."

"I'm going to have to end thing with Mark. It's not fair to do this to him."

"I'm not asking you to do anything."

"But, the thing is I want to."

"Oh."

"But it's too soon for us, you know, because Sabrina."

"Yeah." His voice was becoming heavy with exhaustion.

Chelsea pulled up onto her elbows and looked down at the tired cowboy. His violet eyes peaked through his mostly closed eye lids. His mouth was slightly agape. He looked like a tough little angel. "I mean it Vaughn. I can't date you."

"I know." He mouth barely moved.

"But I do, you know, love you too."

"I know."

"Maybe someday…"

"How about this." Vaughn yawned and propped his head up on his arm. "If we still feel the same in four years, we'll get married."

Chelsea giggled. "That's silly." She laid her head back down and curled her body into Vaughn's. He did the same, wrapping a still soaking arm over her. Chelsea smiled into his neck. "But yeah."

AN: I lied. I actually have an epilog written. Do you guys want it? Or you can simply decide for yourself if they still love each other in four years and what happened to Mark and Sabrina. Either way, thank you so much for reading. Let me know who your favorite character was and why. And I would love to hear how you thought this story was going to go! Bye!