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It's Earth.

A bright day, as warm as English Spring ever gets, and Shelley is sitting under a tree, reading a book.

She has no idea what book, but she likes it. It would be better if those goblins would stop lurking, like she can't see them, they're right there, she isn't blind!

One shuffles sheepishly behind a rose bush as she eyes it sternly.

Really.

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She smiles lopsidedly, trying for brightness.

"Like a long-range telegram system!"

Or not.

"Sure", he agrees. "Something like that. I can't promise anything, and it probably won't be often, but... I'll come visit you again if I can."

She nods.

"That'd... I'd like it if you could."

Make her feel less lonely, now the Bar seems to have sealed her off. Even if she can return there some day, they won't be there.

"...All the others. They'll be shut off too?"

It sounds like it, but with the door, you never know...

"The ones who come in from Antar will be. I don't know, maybe the Heart of Gold crew can still come in from there..."

She nods silently.

After a moment,

"I'll miss you all."

"I'll miss you too", he says honestly. "A hell of a lot."

"Don't you dare work too hard," she says fiercely.

"I'll know. Somehow, and I'll hunt you down, okay?!"

"I work as hard as I have to", he says, amused. "I always have. But for you, I'll take time off."

"You'd better believe it," she says meaningfully. "Plus, I brainwashed Sesh. He'll keep you in order for me."

Then, biting her lip,

"Can you say goodbye to him? And- well, everyone. I can't get to the bar, or I'd say it myself. But Faith, and Max, and Maria and Alex?"

"You know I will." It's quiet, but sincere. "Even if you've done whatever you did to my clerk. I'll make sure they all know."

"Thanks."

So they'll be gone, and she'll be alone.

Alone with him.

It starts to rain, and the soft growl of thunder sounds above.

Michael glances around, uneasily, and starts to stand

"I have to go", he tells her quietly. "But I meant what I said. I'll try to come back."

She nods in silence. The black mark around her finger feels almost heavy as she looks back at him.

"I suppose. Goodbye, then."

"Goodbye, Shelley."

He's on his feet, looking down at her. And then he turns, and walks back to the tree he came from, and steps behind it.

He won't be there if she looks.

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