AN: My apologies on updating this story so late. I had some writer's block in writing this story, but hopefully, this chapter will make up for it. Another shortie chap, but hope you all enjoy :)

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The two women began to pack their belongings up as their month long journey of reminiscing came to an end. Their days were filled with joy and happiness of catching up, as well as seeking closure on the man they once knew as their true love.

Katherine was sitting in her room, folding up her clothing as her husband Peter was helping her place them into the burgundy suitcase she carried to the summer home. With the many items that she brought, she looked at the picture Kimberly had developed for the two of them.

Peter wrapped his arms around his wife as he looked at the picture. A warm smile crossed their faces as they continued to pack. He gently kissed her bare shoulder as he watched her dance across the room, as she danced; he lifted her up as a giggle left his wife's lips.

Kimberly was in the next room. She sat on the side of her bed as she folded her clothes as she propped them onto her pink and black suitcase. She sighed softly as she inhaled the ocean mist before folding up another article of clothing.

"Kim," the Australian beauty said as she peered through, "Ready to go?" she inquired.

"Almost," her friend replied, "How about you, got everything?" she asked as she looked at her things.

"Eh, not yet," she sighed.

Kat walked back to her room as she saw Peter zippering up the suitcases. She sighed as she looked at the home she shared with a woman that was known by many as the earth's first pink ranger, as well as her predecessor.

Life was slowly changing. Their lives were about to change again. Once Kat and Kim would retort to their normal lives again, they began to ponder the many questions while packing.

What if this was what we needed? Kim thought to herself, Maybe this was closure afterall

This was great, Kat sighed as she folded up her sweatshirt, Maybe this was closure afterall.

The two women continued packing into the early evening. Many memories continued to flood through their minds as they both recapped their month's stay.

Only time could tell if they'd continued communicating or drift apart as friends.

This was only the beginning, not the end.