"I think its nice" Robbie said simply, tracing the outline of those childish letters with a finger. "This was a special place for us, a secret base, only ours for the telling. Its memories, this little carving, made into something physical. I know...." he paused, frowning, picking his words carefully. "I know that it was hard for you when we left. Scattered to the wind like leaves. But don't let that taint what he had together. As a group. Hanging out in Atti's room listening to music. Playing on our gameboys. Just going to the cinema when CC's mom would drive us there. Days spent up here, hiding away from everyone else, just the four of us".<br/><br/>He turned to her, seeing the hurt in Serenity's eyes. "We were little" he said "we were only about eleven or twelve weren't we?"<br/><br/>His mind was on CC. They'd always called her CC, everyone had, except him and then only once. It had been the week they knew she was leaving and he'd hurried over to see her, biked over to her big house on the edge of town and waited for the automated gates to swing open. The moving van the shipping company had sent had already been there. He'd almost missed her. They'd walked in the garden, Robbie not knowing how to put into words how he felt about her. He didn't want her to leave. "What is it Robbie?!" she'd finally asked, turning on him, after minutes of silent wandering.<br/><br/>"I...Callie I....I....really like....". And she'd cut him off. Putting a finger to his lips.<br/><br/>"I'm going Robbie. Leaving. Keep it to yourself." was all she'd said. That had been the last time he'd seen CC.<br/><br/>Robbie shrugged, not knowing what else to say, seeing Serenity shifting awkwardly. "Maybe we should head back to the camp" he said, a little sad at the thought of them all drifting apart.