The walk back was pretty brisk.  There was no need to take it slow anymore.  Gavin had gotten what he wanted from Landon.  He wasn't rushing to get home, to put his plan into action, well, not really.  He did feel a slight anxiety at the thought though.  What if it didn't work?  What if it backfired?<br/><br/>All questions that Landon had asked or at least thought of.  They were the same questions Gavin had been trying to answer since the moment he thought up the idea.  But he couldn't answer them.  He would just have to hope for the best, hope that he wasn't destroying his own marriage in trying to save it.<br/><br/>As they walked, Gavin pointed out what had changed on the beach since Landon had been there.  Shops opening, shops closing, food vendors opening and closing, everything.  Soon enough though, the pair of men were walking up the back steps and through the back door.<br/><br/>"Claire?" Gavin called as they walked up to the back door, pulling it open and walking through with Landon.  "We're home."<br/>