Master Jones walks away, leaving us to ourselves. Zeke slips his hand into Beka’s. Oh gosh! thought Beka. She grins wide and so does Zeke.

“Before all this Zeke, I hated you. Well at least I thought I did. The truth was that I didn’t know you. I judged you and assumed that you were full of yourself and didn’t care about anyone else. I was totally wrong.”

“You don’t have to tell me this Beka. I was a jerk to you.”

There became an awkward silence. Beka couldn’t stand it so she broke it, “Well hey, we passed our mission.”

“Ya, but there was something I have been meaning to do. It has been a little mission of my own.” He turns and faces Beka. He comes in close to her.

“Oh really?” Beka steps in closer.

“Ya, I have really wanted to do this.” He leans into her and she meets him halfway. There lips touch and sparks flow between them.