"Okay," he said softly. "Then I guess we can go back there."

They got to the car and Daniel was quiet on the drive back to the apartment and even more so once they got inside the apartment. Daniel wrapped his arms around himself, wandering through the room.

"I found more of your things at my parents' museum," he finally said quietly. "Most of it is here. I'm still waiting one a few more things to ship. I told myself I'd find everything I could and hide it, protect you... or, protect your memory, that is."