The following day they both woke up at the first ring of the alarm. After dressing comfortably they headed for a quick warm breakfast before meeting the sheriff. Dana looked her age wearing some jeans and a thick dark red woolen sweater. Tray looked at her lovingly as she sipped the coffee, holding the mug with both hands.
-Did you take your gloves and cap?- he asked her.
-Oh, shit. I forgot.
-Don't worry, I'll pick them up.
Dana acted really differently when she was not wearing her usual work clothes. When she wore them it was as if she were wearing an armor, it was not like it was easy to get close to her heart when she wasn't, but the suit made her extra-reserved. He found the gloves and the cap carefully placed over the nightstand, he also saw her favorite scarf placed over a chair. Tray decided to take it, she was always cold, even if she pretended she wasn't. Dana was already waiting for him, and thanked him warmly. However, as soon as they got out of the inn, she was special agent Williams again. The sheriff was waiting for them at the front door of the police station. He showed them the way to the place where the footprints started. Dana and Tray looked at them closely, and took pictures of them, feeling silly for doing so. The three of them followed the footprints to the point they started to fade away.
-Anything special in that direction?- Dana asked.
-No, only houses.
-Do any surfers stay there?
-Not that I know.
-We'll go ask after. Thank you for your help.
Tray stared at her surprised, she was thanking someone without him having to remind her to do so. Since it was still really early in the morning they went back to the inn and asked the innkeeper for a good coffee shop. She gave them directions and they ended up in a cozy bakery where you could eat inside. It smelt like heaven, they shared a croissant and had their second coffee of the day. The air at the seafront had been cold and wet, and they were frozen to their bones.
-I meant it.- said Dana.- What I said last night.- she added after seeing the confusion in his eyes.- I know I've been rough to you, and that I haven't been always been the best of the girlfriends, but I really love you, and it's the first time I love someone so much.
Tray didn't say anything. What was there to say? He loved her, he knew that, but he needed proof that what she was saying was true, that it wasn't only because she thought she would lose him. He needed to know that she wouldn't be ashamed of making their relationship public, as she had been for all those months. Luckily, she changed topics spontaneously.
-Do you think Evan has sent us here to get rid of us?
-Why do you say that?
-There's nothing in here, that's clear.
-If there's nothing we just discover there's nothing and go back home.- said Tray.
-Or we could just,... stay for a few days more and take profit of it.
-You're not Dana. What have you done to her?- he joked.
Dana laughed, a clear and laid-back laughter.
-I don't know, it's the sea air that makes me feel adventurous. Okay, maybe we can't do that, but we should take profit of our time in here anyway. When do you think we can start annoying the neighbors?
-In an hour, or so?
-Good, I really need some time to try that warm chocolate I keep smelling.
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