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A/N: Thank you to everyone who reviews, favorites, and follows! They all make me so happy; you have no idea.

Also I have decided that the two Morgans are married and no one can convince me otherwise.

Thunder.

I need your help.

I was recently offered to become head of my firm's London office. Cory says he has faith in whatever I decide, and he's gotten so good at hiding his emotions (Comes from being a teacher, so Turner and Feeny- that's on you) that I'm not sure what he wants, though I know he would appreciate the raise that comes with London.

So, if you guys wouldn't mind, I would like to meet with all of you this weekend. This is not Facebook or email advice; this needs to be in real time, face to face. Let me know if you can make it.

Love,

Topanga

Saturday 2:20 PM

What happens to us if Riley leaves? Not the group, just you and me.

We stay friends.

Farkle, we're not going to go to the same college. I really have to stay in-state, and my grades are getting better, sure, but nowhere near on par with you and Smackle. What if we get to college and without Riley or you or Zay or Smackle or Lucas I just fall apart. I don't want to fall apart, Farkle.

I won't let you. You're ridiculous if you think I will. I've loved you since Halloween in first grade, a year before you'd even started going to Locke Elementary. I know that and you know that. I will never let you fall apart, Maya Penelope Hart Hunter.

The name does have a nice ring to it, doesn't it?

Yeah, it does.

Maya's about to leave with her mom and Shawn- her dad!- when she sees Ava sitting on the floor at the end of the hallway, knees pulled up to her chest and head leaning against them.

"Hey, can you guys wait for me at the subway station? I promise I'll be down soon." Katy follows her gaze and smiles sadly, nodding, then leads a somewhat confused Shawn away. Maya walks over to Ava and sits down beside her.

"Maya?" Ava asks, looking up.

"Hi."

"Why does everyone leave?"

"Not everyone."

"What do you mean?"

"There's this quote I really love. 'We're all broken; that's how the light gets in.' To me, that means people are always going to leave. But that's how we find the people who stay."

Ava launches herself into Maya's arms, and she holds her as the smaller girl's body wracks with sobs. Her parents are still in the middle of their nasty divorce, even though he moved out months ago. She's an only child. Her best friend, her husband, could be moving thousands of miles away, across an ocean.

Maya doesn't blame her at all, and doesn't bring it up, because she knows Ava wouldn't want to.

Sunday 6:53 PM

So we had nothing to worry about

I'm not sure why we're surprised by it anymore

Still love you to the moon and back, Maya Penelope Hart Hunter

And I you, Farkle Bassett Minkus

A/N: Eighteen chapters. Headcanons, me being Smarkle, Shaty, and Lucaya trash, barely remembering to update, and giving you chapters way shorter than you deserve. You have all been such amazing readers, and I am privileged to have gotten such an amazing batch of people reading my shit.

This series is not technically over. I still have to write "Take On The World", so if you have season one/early season two nostalgia and aren't already following that, feel free to do so. So until we hear news about anyone possibly picking this up, my reaction fic series comes to something of a close. For those of you who have been reading my stuff since "Protection," thank you for reading what started as ramblings of a Lucaya fangirl through text conversations between Maya and Farkle that are only somewhat canon. I love all of you, and if you want to talk to me more, I'm on Tumblr as little-miss-antisocial.

Lightning.