Penelope wasn't prone to fainting by nature, which left her more groggy than she would have liked when she woke on her sofa. For a split second, she thought she had only just woken from a refreshing nap, and then all the events of the past week came rushing back. The cruise ship, the shipwreck, Nemo —

Nemo loved her. He loved her and he was sitting right there. "How could you have ever believed I don't love you?" Penny demanded incredulously once her thoughts cleared enough to reply. "Merlin, Nemo. I mean — I didn't even think it was an option until Paris — not really anyway. And then everything happened with your erection and we weren't speaking and how could I tell you that I love you and possibly ruin our friendship even more?!" She reached for the hand that had brushed her hair from her face and held it tightly before moving to sit up. "But I do, love you, I mean. So long as you promise me we'll never go so long without speaking again."