Bay’s face goes still.
"You saw it?"
"Yes… But the cataclysm didn’t touch me. Strange."
Bay blinks a few times as if surprised, then frowns and says, "We really are two pieces of the same soul."
I give him a faint smile.
"Looks like it, and it’s one hell of a soul," I say almost solemnly. "Congratulations, Bay. You stopped the destruction. Maybe that’s exactly what you were sent here to do."
We look at each other for a moment.
"Why did he do it?" I whisper.
"He was very upset… scared he had lost his love."
"Oh… so another love story gone wrong?"
"They all are like this, aren’t they?"
"What did you tell him? To repair it?"
Bay lets out a slow breath and shrugs. "Nothing epic, really. I just told him I’d kill him if he didn’t reset it. Kinda basic, but it always works." He gives me a small, innocent grin.
In response, I burst into frantic, nervous laughter.
"His power had no hold over you, right?"
"It didn’t. For some strange reason, I’m immune to Summer’s and Snow’s powers. And I guess you are immune too."
"Almost sounds like it’s by design," I say meaningfully.
A moment of silence.
Then I slowly rub my face, feeling overwhelmed.
Bay is quiet for a while, then he speaks softly.
"Well. Anyway. Looks like Moon is a legit seer."
I burst out in a kind of helpless chuckle, because all that tension and horror have to go somewhere.
"Oh yeah! Definitely."
Bay straightens up and brushes loose strands of hair away, looking hot as hell as always, and he’s my hero… and now, not just mine.
"I’ll take Dad home and then come back. We’ll talk, I’ll explain everything, the whole backstory."
"Okay," I whisper, "though I think I already understand quite a lot," I add with a knowing smile.
Bay gets out of the car, and I can see him walk over to Ennio and shake his hand with a firm, strong grip. He leans in slightly, and from the movement of his lips I can read "Thank you," or something along those lines.
It almost looks like… saying goodbye?
When Bay drives off, I’m left alone with Ennio, who’s standing near, leaning his side against the car, staring off into the distance, deep in thought.
I step out of the car and stand next to him.
