They would see each other again today; he'd seen it in his mind's eye before. The time between then and now was filled with visions of other people as well as days and nights of endless training.
Now, Atlantis was behind him, and probably always would be. He could not go back. There were many he had to speak with.
He found Princess Little Fish swimming down the coast and smiled, tagging along from a distance. He wanted to see where she was going before he interfered. Perhaps she was only swimming and not out looking for mischief.
But mischief has its way of finding her, like the sharks did that time...
He smiles, despite himself and heads off after Cait.
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