Disclaimer: I don't own these characters or this world. I just like to be a part of it sometimes

Author's Notes: Hey all, so, I'm pretty sure this will be the last post-ep I'm going to do. Right now, I'm feeling that I'm going to want Haven to end as it was supposed to end, and not entirely positive I'll have anything to add to it. Now, that could change, but, we'll see.

So, if this is the last one, thank you all SO much for reading. These were fun!

And, I have a happy fic that I wrote a while ago I never posted for some reason. That will go up really soon, because I think we're going to need it before the finale, which I think is going to crush us.

Also, this has only gone through a light beta, so any dumb mistakes are entirely my own.

Everything up to the end of 524 applies.

One Final Reunion

Her heart was beating a mile a minute. She didn't even want to think about how she ended up a few blocks away from the station. The last thing she remembered was standing in front of the open door in the house, and Croatoan saying she needed to join him. Then suddenly, she was shaking her head from disorientation, and feeling the bite of the cold air on her skin. All she was wearing was her light, white Henley. Her jacket was probably still in the office, and the temperature was steadily falling. Soon, snowflakes would be falling through the sky, and she shuddered at the thought of having to trudge through the snow – and shuddered even more when she thought she might never see snow again. Her conversation with Croatoan wasn't exactly a positive one, and she had a bad feeling about his declaration that she couldn't save Haven. She could feel her dreams of a house with a white picket fence with Nathan quickly slipping away, and the feeling of having to step in the Barn resurface all over again. She had so much more to lose this time, but she had said it before, and she was resolute – she would do anything to save Haven.

As the leaves whipped around her in the quickening breeze, she hugged herself to ward off the cold, and picked up her pace. Besides, she needed to get to the station. She needed to get to Nathan.

Even though Croatoan said he had saved Nathan, she needed to see him with her own eyes. She needed to see him, and feel him to prove to herself he was still there and whole.

She burst in the front door, and quickly scanned the bullpen looking for him. He wasn't there, and her heart quickened even more, if that was even possible. Where was he?

"Audrey! You're back! You're ok!"

She turned her head in the direction of Stan's voice, and planned to give him a weak smile, but was swept up in his arms instead. Letting out a small chuckle, she looked into his eyes and gave a stronger smile as her feet returned to the ground. "I am!" The man's enthusiasm was so contagious, but she had more pressing matters, unfortunately. "Where's Nathan?"

"He's in your office."

When Stan's eyes floated over her head to settle on the office in question, she knew something was up. "What is it? Is he ok?"

"He's pretty upset about Duke. Duke got him good. Also…he went out looking for Vince, and came back looking like he had seen a ghost. Been in your office since then."

She turned her head slightly, and gazed down at the floor. It sounded like Nathan only had bad news for her, and she was going to have to be the strong one for once. For some reason he had been incredibly close with Duke lately, so she knew Duke's betrayal – regardless of the fact that it was Croatoan controlling Duke – was going to hit Nathan hard. Looking back at Stan, she pulled one corner of her mouth up in a small smile. "Thanks, Stan. I'll talk to him."

At his nod, she turned and walked through the bullpen to her office – their office – and saw him standing with his back to the door, hands leaning on his desk, and his head hung low. Yes, she would have to be strong. She rapped her knuckles lightly on the door and watched as he turned, and realized it was her.

"Audrey."

He was across the room in a few quick strides, and immediately she was pulled into his strong embrace. God, he was alive, he was ok, and he was here. She was in his arms, where she wanted – needed – to be. She breathed in his scent, feeling her heartbeat start to settle down. His hands were on her face and then his lips were touching hers. His tongue danced with hers, and for the briefest of moments, all was right with the world. And then his forehead was touching hers, and she sighed in contentment.

But then she looked into his eyes and noticed the shadowing around his right eye, and pulled back to get a better look. It was heavily bruised, and his cheek was puffy. Stan said Duke had gotten Nathan good. This must be what he meant. She reached up to tentatively touch his check, and he winced at her touch.

"I couldn't feel it. Don't make me."

She said his name on a sigh, and an unasked question. "Nathan."

"He's still in there. I saw him."

She nodded. "I know. We'll get him back."

When he licked his lips, she knew he had something to tell her, and was debating whether or not to say it in this moment. "What is it?"

"It's Vince. He…he took Howard's place. He did it for Haven. He has the information we need. We know how to defeat Croatoan, Parker. We know how to save Haven."

Her blood ran cold – from adrenaline, from fear, she couldn't be sure. Vince had sacrificed himself. How, she wasn't completely sure, but she knew she would forever be grateful to the old man, even more so since he was going to help them defeat Croatoan. Maybe she would get her house with the white picket fence with Nathan after all.

"So then, let's go save it."