'You going to put that away?'
'Yeah.' She blinked as she backed away. 'Yeah, sorry, come in and lock the door.'
He did and they stood there, staring at each other.
'Who told you?' she said. 'Sergey?'
He nodded. 'He's worried about you. I am too. I got your package.'
Her face felt flushed, her throat tight. 'I just wanted you to know what had happened after you left.'
'And in case something happened to you.'
She didn't answer. She could hear the surf pounding outside the windows.
'You didn't have to come,' she said.
'I know I didn't. I came because I wanted to.'
'You bring Amanda with you?'
'No. No, I came alone.'
She licked her lips and her eyes stung when she said, 'She's not going to like this, your making emergency transatlantic flights to make sure I'm okay. Not a good way to start off an engagement.'
He moved closer and cupped her face in his hands and her throat seized and when he smiled she started to cry.
'It's okay,' he said, holding her. 'Shhh, it's okay.'
Darby buried her face in his chest and she cried the love she'd been carrying for him all this time and she cried for Jack Casey, knowing he was alive, living somewhere underneath the earth, locked in some dark place alone and thinking of his daughter, trying to find a way back to her.