A routine traffic stop results in two lonely fiftysomethings finding their soulmate. A widowed Washington State Patrol trooper and a bachelor software mogul make a little magic together. They shared many interests, SCUBA diving, freediving, slow dancing, spearfishing, hotrods and doo-wop record collecting. They were telepathic with each other, able to converse without words. This however  was not their first meeting - they seemed familiar to each other, but could not figure out why - they simply had forgotten each other, the first meeting on that Whidbey Island beach at Deception Pass as a girl of seven and a boy of nine. Brief as it was, they knew they belonged with each other, expert swimmers and freedivers at that age, wearing mere bathing suits, diving down to 30 feet below the surface in that icy water to get kelp floats so she could make dolls, scaring their parents out their wits. They tearfully parted, knowing they may never see each other again. Time buries things, but a guardian angel they shared named Gabe saw that they reconnected, despite their faded memories of each other. 'The Creator' had plans for them, but their careers were woven into homeland security, which placed them in harm's way, together in a hellish battle with a determined terrorist cell, bent on wholesale destruction of infrastructure and the killing of as many Americans as they could possibly kill. That icy November night could have meant the death of them, as both were warned in dreams. The starcrossed lovers and a handful of friends battled for their lives in the rain and sleet.  Gunshot, burned badlywithin an inch of their lives, it looked hopeless. But the 'Creator' had a future for them.