"And neither of you should really be blaming me for being surprised that you are here," Nate went on after they became quiet. "Because I didn't have the slightest clue that you gave a shit. Mail," He shot a look to the redhead. "You told the press we slept together and then told me it was to boost our fame. There was no indication of feelings in that... Mihael," He looked to the blonde. "We laid on my bed together for almost an hour and not once did you say you liked me... so yes, I did not think either of your feelings for me went any further then co-worker."

"I don't just lay in bed with anyone and talk for an hour." Mihael replied.

"Why do you think I always stuck with you through everything, even when there wasn't any immediate benefit?" Mail asked.

"You both have to admit you have odd ways of showing affection," Nate informed, before he sighed. "And it also needs to be said that I had odd ways of receiving it. I suppose I was looking for it in the wrong places and completely missed the hints you were giving me..."

"But now you're...what are we supposed to do?" Mail asked.

"We get you back and then you're just gonna give up and we're never going to get another chance." Mihael murmured.

"If you do get me back..." Nate sighed before he frowned and reached up, unclasping a chain from around his neck. He held it out. "If you do manage to, give me this. Give it to me and tell me how you feel..."

He stared at the chain for a few moments, his eyes distant.

"This was the first thing anyone ever gave me," He informed. "It was from the one foster family I actually liked... but they were killed in a fire. I lost it for a long time... Mello and Matt found it for me. Or got me one just like it... either way... I wrote about it in my blog back then, so give me some story about reading about it and getting it for me..."

"...Nate..." Mihael blinked and moved closer to the boy. "You're just...gonna give up?"

"You want us to go back and try and save you." Mail said.

"I want you to be prepared that you wont able to," Nate informed, gently. "I want to spend my life with both of you... and I want to tell you that I think there is a way."

"A way to save you?" Mihael asked hopefully. "What is it? How can we help?"

"Well, it's risky is the problem," Nate sighed. "But Rem is willing to do pretty much anything to save Misa, you see..."

--

Matt knocked on the door before he cracked it open and peeked inside.

"Near?" He called softly.

Linda frowned a little, but got up and moved to the door, pulling it open and allowing Matt inside.

"Is he asleep?" Matt asked.

"Hiding in the closet," She informed. "Or trying to make it take him back in time."

"What?" Matt sighed before stepping in. "Near, it's Matt."

"What year is it?" He heard a voice from inside the closet.