Disclaimer: I do not own Haven or any of its characters.

Warning: Spoilers throughout the seasons, specially of the season finale.

It's been two years since the barn last appeared, or at least that's what the calendar tells him. If you ask him, it feels like decades since she disappeared. They found Duke two days later at a motel, perfectly alright, but without any memory whatsoever of what had happened since he entered the barn. Together, the two searched every corner of Haven for Audrey, didn't find her anywhere, openly blamed each other for Audrey's fate, secretly blamed themselves, and never spoke to each other again. Sometimes they would find themselves at the beach, staring out at the sea, and they'd have a beer or ten together, never saying a word.

The troubles were gone. Life had returned to normal, at least for everyone else. If you ask him, every touch seemed to burn him now. He had wanted this for a long, long time, but he had wanted to save Audrey more. He felt like a fallen hero, like a superman who couldn't stop the destruction of Krypton.

He'd look at the pictures sometimes, remember the time the two of them spent together, or with the people from the town, and wonder where she was now, how she was, whether she needed him. Then he'd take another shot of vodka, and show up at work drunk again, and just not give a fuck.

And one day, he does just this, when a random woman who had come to report a random item missing from her house asks, "What happened to your hand?"

He looks down at his right hand, at the pen he's been writing with- Audrey's pen, and doesn't see what's wrong.

"Your other hand", the woman adds, seeing his confusion. And he looks down to see his left hand bleeding.

And then it suddenly hits him. He can't feel a thing again. He got so used to this, that he didn't even notice!

"We don't talk", Duke reminds him, not taking his eyes off his poker partners. He's a little surprised that Nathan come to visit him here, and a little irritated too. It's not like it ever stopped hurting, but Nathan's presence was just salt to his wound.

Nathan frowns in annoyance. "I know. So you can guess it's an emergency, or I wouldn't be asking."

Duke thinks for a moment. He wonders what might be going on.

Is it about Audrey?

He cashes himself out immediately and meets Nathan outside. "What's going on?"

"The troubles are back", Nathan says shortly.

Duke furrows his eyebrows. "That's not possible. It's not time yet."

"I know", Nathan runs a hand through his hair. "Something must have gone wrong. I mean, we did mess up the barn pretty bad."

Duke shakes his head. "How can you be so sure?"

Never in his life did Nathan think that he'd be happy to say this: "Because I can't feel a thing. Again."

The big question that haunts them now is "Where is Audrey?" They search every corner of Haven for her, again, and they don't find her, again. But this time, instead of fighting over it, they decide to wait a few days to see if she comes, before deciding their next course of action.

And waiting plain sucks. Nathan tries to keep himself busy with the case at hand, how a simple flower vase disappeared from that woman's house- nothing else seemed to be stolen, nobody was hurt, the doors and windows were closed at the time of the robbery too. It's like the vase just vanished into thin air. He wonders if this could be related to the troubles, but he doesn't come to a conclusion yet.

Three days later, he gets a call from the woman. She screams even over the phone, and tells him that she has found the vase, but the thief refused to confess, and asks him to come and make the necessary arrest. He tells her to calm down, and notes down the address carefully.

It's a small flower shop, and apparently, the employee had stolen the vase, for some unknown reason. When he reaches the place, for some reason, it gives him the creeps. It's like something's wrong with that room. He winces when he sees that a crowd had gathered. "Haven PD, please leave now", he makes his way through the crowd, to where the woman is.

And then his heart speeds up. The thief is standing with her back to him, thick dark hair up to her waist staring him at the face, and he just knows that she will turn around and he will know it's Audrey.

And that's exactly what happens. It still takes him by shock, but he's so happy to see her, after so long. His face lights up with a big smile as he fight back the tears welling in his eyes.

"There you are!" the woman exclaims, breaking the moment, and points at Audrey. "Arrest her!"

"I didn't do anything, Officer!" Audrey pleads, "I don't know how the vase got here, I swear. I just got here three days back, and I really need this job, and you have to believe me."

He takes another moment to study her. It's the same eyes, same nose, same lips, same face- just with Lucy's hair, and something different- something he can't really put a finger at yet. No wonder people didn't recognize her. But he knows it's Audrey. "Do you know who I am?"

"You're the Chief, I think?" she asks uncertainly.

He realizes she doesn't remember him, and as much as it saddens him, this is just what he had expected.

"Yes, and you are…?"

"Audrey", she says.

And it brings a huge smile to his face to know she still goes by the same name. "Come with me, please. We'll straighten this out."

"What do you think?" he asks Duke, as they stare at Audrey, sitting alone in the interrogation room, looking down at her lap.

"It's her alright." Duke agrees. "Should we tell her?"

Nathan shakes his head. "No, not yet. She doesn't remember us. She doesn't know us yet, we have to earn her trust before we freak her out."

Duke hates to admit it when Nathan is right, but he has to acknowledge it this time, and does so with just a nod.

Nathan will take it, though. He nods back at him, and enters the interrogation room.

"So, Audrey…"

"Yes, Chief?" she asks anxiously.

He takes a seat in front of her and smiles. "You can call me, Nathan."

Duke rolls his eyes from outside. "So smooth, Nathan. You must be a smoothie"

Nathan opens the case files, and stares down at the pen, then at her expression, wanting to see if she recognizes it, but of course she doesn't. If she doesn't remember him, she sure as hell wouldn't remember a pen! "Now, where were you the night of the robbery?"

She dead-pans. "Which night would that be?"

"Uh", he feels stupid for a moment, "that would be two weeks before this Saturday, fourteenth."

"I was at Washington, packing." She answers quickly. "You can check my plane tickets."

Yeah, he knows how that would go, but he doesn't say anything. "Ok, I will. Meanwhile, you can't leave town."

"I don't plan to". She tells him quickly again. "I like this place, it's beautiful. And the people too."

He nods, happy to see that she still feels the bond that she used to. He clears his throat. "You know, we're kind of short-staffed right now. Would you like a job here?"

She chuckles. "You're kidding."

"No, I'm serious." He reassures her.

Duke winces outside the interrogation room. "Sure, we have to earn her trust before we freak her out." He mocks, muttering to himself. "Yeah, a stranger hitting on her and offering her a job didn't freak her out at all."

She looks taken aback. "Why would you offer me this job? You don't even know me."

He does know her, but he doesn't tell her that. He just smiles, "I'm the Chief, I can tell when people are suited for a job. How about you join me on this case, and see if you like this? And then you can decide."

She thinks for a moment. Maybe this is a good way to clear her name off the robbery? She just got into town, she can't afford to have her reputation tarnished right from the beginning. "That sounds like a good idea." She finally says.

He tries not to show his happiness on his face. "Welcome aboard", he says, holding out his hand to her. She smiles back at him as she shakes his hand. And yes, he can feel it. This time, he can't keep the happiness off his face.

But he recovers quickly. "So tell me about the vase. Where did you find it?"

"It was at the shop when I got here this morning. I thought it was a new item Miranda had bought."

"Miranda is the owner of the shop you work at? Okay, let's go talk to her then."

A/N: How do you like it so far? Should I continue or leave it? Please review and let me know :)