The rock stung, but not as much as the words.  Callie and he had always been tumultuous, their bouts of closeness followed by pushing each other away.  In the end they came back together, some invisible force pulling them in close orbit of each other.  Angry as she he watched her stomp off, knew they were both wrong, distance often made him forget.  Out of sight, out of mind.<br/><br/>Michael was happy to see Callie, to see them fall back into their old pattern with a worse result, concerned him.  If he saw Robbie or Serenity, what would it be like then?  He didn't want to make the same mistake, especially not with Serenity.  He still had feelings for her.  Since that afternoon they waited out the thunderstorm, stuck at the playground, there had always been a strong thread between them, even if nothing had come of it.<br/><br/>Turning away from the lake, walked along a path back to the camp.  Michael's mind a jumble after the anger had worn off, jumping into a sad reverie thinking about the friends he left behind.  He could waste time unpacking, let her cool down and apologize to Callie later and see if there was something to salvage.  If not, it was going to be a long summer.<br/><br/>Passing into the shadows of the trees he saw the face, at once recognizable with the past already at the surface of his mind he stopped and watched her walk towards him.  A silent curse passing his lips as he looked down at her and watched her approach.<br/><br/>Steeling himself, his heart skipping a beat at the years that had passed without her.  Swallowing hard as he quickly walked up to her, stopping a few feet from her and blocking the path.  The smile on his face faded, looking into her eyes and let the air out of his lungs.  "Serenity, I'm sorry."