*On this starry night, the world seems to be in perfect alignment for Jonathan Collins. The grieving is over for him, and he's moved onto other things. He sits out on his boat, casting a line out into the Pacific, lightly listening to "Sometimes" by Ours as he fishes. He gets a pair of gentle arms wrapped around them, and as he looks up, he realizes it's the one person he expected it to be...Helena. He smiles as he looks up at her.*

Jonathan Storm: Heya.

Helena: Hey babe...catch anything yet?

Storm: Not yet...I dunno what bait Darrin or Michael used, but it works better than my crap. It's been nice to have all this time off. I'm not used to it, but it's nice. It'll be strange to get back into a full schedule again.

Helena: You're going to be just fine, Jonathan...you always are. You're healthy, relaxed, and you're going to be a star this month. Just try to focus on us, I guess?

Storm: Umm...define "us", Helena.

Helena: Well, it's just that I thought we were like, together...you know what I mean? We're always with one another...

Storm: Helena, I don't know if I want a relationship right now. Think about everything. Do you think I'm in any way, shape, or form ready to be dating anybody? I told you that you're my friend, Helena...I meant that.

Helena: I'm not an idiot, Jonathan. How many people take their "friends" across the country with them? How many people kiss their "friends"? Come on, Jon. When you're beaming to Darrin about your life, I know who you're talking about...Jonathan Daniel Collins, I'm going to tell you this flat out. I want to be with you! We've been together for two months, just sitting, talking, spending time together. I've seen you at your most vulnerable moments, whether it was after King of Violence, or Michael's funeral...I've even seen you at your best moments...after all, that coronation wasn't just some boring time, right? Jonathan, here you are with someone who wants to be around you, spend time with you, and make your life interesting, and you're going to tell me that all you want out of her is friendship?

Storm: You make it hard to say no, you know that?

Helena: I try, Jon...I really do. But seriously...Jon, I think I'm falling in love with you. I go home, and I float on air until that messy jeep of yours pulls in front of the house...I sit by the phone and wait for you to call...I really am in love with you, Jonathan...*dreamily sighs* don't you even remotely feel the same?

*He looks at her...and blushes. He's been caught red handed. As he leans in to finally kiss Helena, the line starts pulling. He's landed a catch!*

Storm: Woohoo!

Helena: *Unamused* Yay...

Storm: Dinner's on me, tonight!

*He starts reeling the catch in, she begins to sweetly.*

Helena: "I'm trying to keep my feet on the ground, I'm starting to like this feeling I found...I'm beginning to love the thought of having you around, and I will never let you down..."

Storm: Ain't that the new Verve Pipe song?

Helena: Yeah...I figured you'd like that...it keeps your mind off of that match later this month against Tempest.

Storm: I almost forgot about that! I gotta get back to the house and check out those tapes Darrin sent me!

*Helena's nose wrinkles in frustration as she notices his mind somewhere other than her. She sits down, almost pouting as he starts to navigate the boat back to shore and the scene fades to black.*