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After making a couple calls, Jaye totally leaves her room.

With the door wide open.

And just in case that's incentive for anyone to leave, she put a little box of JGOB pastries on one of the desks. Just to get them all the way into the room.

If anyone needs Jaye, she'll be hiding. No, you don't see her.

[Locked to those who know who they are.]

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"Yeah." He stopped her from pacing by standing in her way. "I said a lot of bad stuff the past few days. I don't want to lose you. I don't want it to end, but if it has to, I don't want it to end like that."

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Alanna stopped and wrapped her arms around herself and mutely nodded.

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He stepped closer, but with enough space between them that she could move away if she still didn't want to be near him. "I love you. And that's a big thing for me, y'know? And the thought of you going and me never seeing you again? That doesn't work for me. It's killing me and I don't know how to handle that." He looked down. "You've gotta do your thing. But why does have to be forever? Who ever said it had to be forever?"

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Alanna didn't move. "I ... I was trying ... I'm trying to work things out. To make it not forever. I...I love you too. And...and I don't want to say good-bye."

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He moved closer again, placing his hands on her forearms. "I don't either. It's not goodbye if it's not forever. Maybe we can work something out. You gotta do your thing, I've gotta do mine. Maybe in a year things'll be different. Or two. Five. I don't care how long it takes. We have to go do our stuff, but if we promise we'll meet again. Then it's not goodbye."

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Alanna nodded, mute again, and let her arms dangle. "Just a... see you later."

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"Yeah. A long vacation." He slid his hands up her arms, not quite hugging her yet, but not wanting to let go of her. "Then we'll see each other again. I promise."

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Alanna raised her own arms and completed the hug. "Yeah." A rather large part of her didn't really believe that. "A very odd vacation."

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Somewhere else on the island, Sir Alianne ceased to exist. Alianne of Pirate's Swoop would have had a rather rude awakening, probably with plenty of creative swearing.

Her parents were clueless to the change. Right now, they were locked in a crazy girl's room, holding onto each other. The future wasn't certain. Neither of them knew how it was going to turn out. All they knew was that they had to promise each other they could work past this. Charlie was willing. He loved Alanna too much to give up, and he'd been stupid to think that he could just walk away forever.

But if it wasn't forever, then there was a chance.

He buried his face in her hair and hugged her tightly. "I'll come find you. I promise."

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Alanna wrapped her arms around his neck. "I'll keep you to that, you know." She said, her voice more than a little muffled. "Ten year reunion, so kicking your ass if you're not there with me." She didn't sniff really. "And I'm sorry about what I said, the other day."