Want to know what I just noticed guys? That every time I cut a chapter or a scene, I leave it in a Cliffy. And though I normally detest Cliffs, and rarely ever integrate them into my writing I see them as a cause of excitement.

I technically don't see them so much as Cliff Hangers, so much as … Commercial Breaks. xD Especially since you guys have only needed to wait like 5 days for me to update. So I don't see much wrong in it.

Now once again I remind you guys that we are nearing the end of the story and I would very much like to thank everyone of you for your love and support on this fic. Quite honestly I didn't believe I would be much good at a cross over, but I do believe I have proven myself wrong on this.

Now I had one curious person PM me and ask what Nixie and Cam were up to in the cave, and why I didn't put them back on after that one scene I had written them in. Well here's my reply. I will be leaving that to our perverted, Romantic, and crazy little imaginative minds. Some of you might think that they spent it making out, others might think that they talked or poured their hearts out, others will go the mile and imagine them up to no good and doing what a typical pair of Teenagers would do if they were alone in a cave.

So for the sake of everyone, I will not post what they did and will let your imaginations run wild. And now with that being said, on to the Story!


Nixie and Cam swam out of the Cave carefully, and as they did so they found a snorkel at the bottom of the Moon Pool. Handing that one to Cam they swam back in the direction of land, stopping so Cam could come up for air every few miles –Nixie was putting in plenty of speed and was basically moving the both of them.

Finally they neared land, they could tell because well, the ocean floor got closer and closer to them. Surfacing, Cam gasped in all the air his lungs had been burning for. "Could we take a break, not all of us can breathe underwater." He said.

"But for a land boy you can sure hold your breath for long." She said with a smile. "Come on, I think that two or three more miles, or four minutes if you want to put it in time, and we'll be at the doc that's in front of the café." She said. Cam made a face, not liking the water all that much anymore. Nixie frowned and placed a quick kiss to his lips. "Please?" she asked. "For me?"

Cam growled playfully at her and sighed. "Fine, you know, you can be pretty persuasive." He informed. Nixie smirked. "I know." She said and then waited for him to take a deep breath before swimming again.


Serena and Lyla on the other hand had already reached Mako, having swam around it, narrowly avoiding a bunch of upset Female Sharks, and territorial Males, they now decided it might be best if they headed off to land.

Reaching the shore they swam to the beach and dried themselves off. "Which way to do think they went?" Serena asked. Lyla gave it some thought. "Well, if they had gone on known territory we would be able to see their prints." She said slowly looking at the ground. "And I don't see any, also, we would have heard from Nixie, Cam or Zac if they were in this side of the island." She added.

Serena nodded. "Do you think maybe they went to the other side? To the South side of the Island?" she asked. Lyla bit her lip. Nixie new the South side of the island was forbidden for them to go to, but then again they had just spotted some SCUBA gear on the bottom of the reef while avoiding the Sharks. So perhaps they were on to something.

"My guess is they did, and while I would normally suggest that we slip up to search for them, neither of us know the way around these parts, so we should stick together." Lyla said. Serena nodded and together they headed off.

They called Nixie's, Cam's and Zac's names loudly and as clearly as they could, trying to get a reply. Skipping over river rocks, careful not to get splashed they threaded their way through Mako. "Lyla, I'm tired." Serena said, coming to a halt over some rocks by a stream and a small cascade.

"We should rest for a couple of minutes, and then start back up again." Lyla said with a resigned sigh. Serena frowned and stepped over to her and placed a comforting hand over Lyla's shoulder. "It's going to be alright, we're going to find them." She assured.

Lyla offered Serena a faint smile, feeling content with Lyla's lightened mood Serena turned around to head over to solid land. Unfortunately she slipped on some wet moss on the rock and slid down a cave. "Serena!" Lyla cried.

Serena then slid to a stop. "I'm alright." She called back. "Can you get back up?" Lyla called up above. Serena shook her head as she looked around. "No I don't think so, but there's a small passageway here, and I can hear water, maybe I can swim my way out." She said.

Lyla frowned. "But what if you can't, I'm coming down with you, maybe if we can't get out though the water I could levitate you out, and then you could use your moon ring to get me out of her with some ropes." She suggested, slipping inside the cave behind Serena before she could protest.

Serena, even though she was already expecting Lyla to come down, was a little frightened when she came down the slope. "There seems to be light coming from over there, and I can smell the ocean." She informed after she had caught her breath and pointed to the narrow passageway.

Lyla nodded. "I'm right behind you." She said and then let Serena take the lead. Stepping out of the passage, what they saw caught them by surprise. "It's a Moon Pool." Lyla was the first to speak.

"But… There's only one Moon Pool on Mako and it's ours." Serena said confused. "Well in case you haven't noticed this is not our Moon Pool." Lyla pointed out. "And it looks like Cam and Nixie were here already." She said as she crouched down and picked up some of Cam's SCOBA gear.

"Well if they got in, then we can get out right?" Serena asked. Lyla looked at her and nodded. "Up for another swim?" she asked holding out her hand for Serena to take. She took it and then together they jumped into the water and swam out of there at a Torpedoes speed in the direction they were accustomed to when heading back to land.