"You really should consider a career change," Bobby said, looking at the memorial boards once Tara was finished with them. She smiled.

"I just have an eye for collages," she replied. He hugged her tightly then.

"They're perfect. Mum would have loved it."

The funerals were the next day. They had to change the photos of Dean to Mac, which there weren't many. Bobby added the photo he'd taken on his phone of him and Mac the last time they saw each other. It had been a fishing trip, which Bobby had been opposed to at the start but wound up enjoying in the end. Mac had been freshly released from prison and was trying to be a better person, a better father. Now he was gone.

"Hello?!" a voice called. Buster started madly barking and jumping at the door, scratching the screen.

"Dean," Bobby said, going over.

"Hey, buddy!" Dean cried as Buster leaped on him and slobbered on his face. "Down. Down!"

"I got him," Bobby said, pulling him down. Dean pulled Bobby into a bear hug then, starting to cry.

"My boy," he sobbed. "My boy."

"I'm all right," Bobby said, struggling to keep it together. Tara felt her own tears falling.

"I can't believe this happened," Dean sniffed loudly as they broke apart. Then he saw Tara. "Oh, hello, luv."

"Hello, sir," Tara said.

"That's Tara," Bobby told Dean.

"Nice to meet you. Sorry it's like this. Are you all right?" he asked, seeing her wrapped leg.

"I am okay. The bullet didn't cause major damage so they just wrapped it," she explained. Bobby was grateful it wasn't worse damage. He was still angry he hadn't stopped Ginny from hurting her at all.

"I heard about that," Dean winced. "I'm glad you're both okay."

Bobby was too. He put his arm around Tara then.

"Oh, look at that," Dean said, moving over to the picture boards. "They look so good." He reached out and touched Paula's face in the photograph of their wedding day.

"Everything is set for tomorrow," Bobby said.

"Thank you, son. I couldn't have done this. Not by myself."

Bobby watched as Dean stood in front of the photos, still crying. He gestured for Tara to come and give him some space.

"It breaks my heart," Tara said, wiping her eyes when they were in the kitchen.

"Mine too."

"Will you be all right tomorrow?"

"It'll be rough, but I've got you," Bobby answered, hugging her. Tara rested her head on his shoulder. Despite all the sadness, it felt just right.

The Next Day

"Lovely service," Dean said once they were home. "Bobby, your speech was very moving. Mac would have been proud."

"So was yours," Bobby countered.

"She's at rest now," Dean sighed. "I only wish I had gotten to say a proper goodbye when she was alive."

"You didn't know," Tara said, patting his arm.

"I know, but I hate that our last conversation was about where she packed my new tie," Dean sighed.

"Are you gonna stay on the farm?" Bobby asked.

"Yes. It's our home. I'll be all right."

"I'll come visit often."

"I appreciate it," Dean nodded. "Now, if it's all right with you, I just need to be alone for a while."

"That's all right. I'll take Tara out for a tour."

"Have a good time," Dean said, going upstairs. Bobby was still feeling sad and empty, but he didn't want to stay trapped in those feelings. He knew his mum wouldn't have wanted him to get lost in them but to be happy.

"Where are we going?" Tara asked as they walked outside and up behind the house. Buster bounced alongside them. Bobby felt sad too that he was leaving the dog behind. Buster was Dean's dog to begin with, though. It wouldn't be fair to him to take him away.

"To my special place," Bobby answered. "Mum hated me going there cos I almost broke my neck once, but I went anyway." They approached a set of trees that had some boards nailed in between them.

"Looks safe," Tara noted a little sarcastically.

"It's solid. I was here the other day," Bobby said, pulling himself up. He helped Tara climb up after him. They sat side by side, leaning against one of the trees.

"I'm gonna miss this place," Bobby lamented. They were leaving tomorrow.

"We can come back," Tara said, snuggling into him.

"It won't be the same, but yea, we can."

"How mad do you think Garrett is going to be at me that I left like that?"

"I already talked to him. I said I asked you to come help with the case. He was fine."

"You are a lifesaver," Tara smiled, kissing him.

"Are you going to talk to Stanley?" Bobby asked. "Tell him the truth?"

"Do I have to?"

"It'll give him closure."

"I know you're right. It's going to be hard."

"Yes, but it'll be better for both of you if you do."

"I hope so."

"Thanks for being there," Bobby said. "And not just for the funeral but for coming all the way over here to be with me when I didn't even know I needed you."

"You're welcome. I just know how it feels to lose someone close to you and wishing you had a shoulder to lean on," she replied.

"I wish I knew your brother. He sounds like he was a good man."

"He was. He was also a big goofball. There was never a time he couldn't make me laugh at something."

"You must miss him."

"Every day," she smiled sadly.

"I know I will never stop missing Mum. Even Mac, I guess, although he wasn't in my life much. I guess it's the fact we will never have a relationship that is the saddest part."

"With time it hurts less," Tara advised. Bobby didn't respond, just took her hand in his.

They sat there listening to the sounds of life around them until it grew dark.

Two Days Later-D.C.

"Good to have you back," Jack said, giving Bobby a sideways man hug.

"I'm not here to work. I just came to say hello. Garrett's giving me some time off," Bobby told them. He was definitely not ready to work. He was still a bit in shock from everything.

"Good," Lucy said, hugging him. "You need it."

"We're glad you're okay," Sue chimed in, also giving him a hug. D and Myles came to clap him on the back and offer condolences.

"Where's Tara?" Bobby asked.

"She was here," Lucy replied, looking around. "How did things go with her anyway? Why did she go over there? We still don't get it."

"She's in love with Bobby, Luce," Myles huffed. "Don't you know anything?"

"What?!" Lucy exclaimed.

"That's why she went?" Sue asked.

"Honestly," Myles snorted. "You call yourselves the FBI."

"Oh, stuff it," Lucy growled, swatting at him. He dodged her hand. Bobby gave Jack a look before sliding away, avoiding being asked if it was true. He found Tara in the hallway.

"Hey," she smiled.

"Hey yourself. Where were you?"

"I...I just talked to Stanley."

"Oh?"

"Yea. I told him that we weren't right for each other, that I had feelings for someone else. He was upset and a little angry, but it's done."

"I'm proud of you. You did the right thing. Feel like getting lunch? The wolf pack in there is ready to pounce on you as soon as you step foot in there."

"Why?" Tara asked, worried.

"Well, apparently you weren't so covert about your feelings for me," Bobby winked. Tara looked horrified.

"What?!"

"It was Myles who figured it out."

"Myles?!"

"Come on, luv, let's go before they catch us," Bobby urged, putting his arm around her and walking to the elevator.

"There they go!" Myles's voice called after them. "See? I told you!"

"Oh man," Tara groaned, hiding her face.

"AWWW!" Lucy's voice cried after them just as the elevator doors shut.

"Well, it's official," Bobby said, hugging her again. "We are the new office romance."

"Can I be invisible?" Tara asked, muffled by his shirt.

"Nah. We're gonna own it," Bobby teased.

"We're in for a lot of ribbing," Tara sighed.

"I'm okay with that as long as I'm with you."

"You just always know what to say, don't you?"

"You know it," he grinned, giving her a kiss. He had a mixture of happiness and sadness inside of him, but he knew it would get better with time. They stepped out of the elevator and walked hand in hand out into the world. The sun was warm on their faces, just like the glow in their hearts.

The End

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