Disclaimer: I do not own Power Rangers: (Super) Samurai. This is purely fan-made.

They had waited a long time, but it was finally the day.

"HOME!" Mike was through the doors first and tossed his bags onto the floor, threw his hands up and had a very bright smile on his face as he took in the sight of the Shiba House. The common room, the dojo, the hallways, the kitchen, the bedrooms, it was all there. They were finally back where they belonged.

"This place looks great," Jayden glanced around, seeing everything was exactly as he remembered it, "They did a good job rebuilding it."

"Gap Sensor's up," Kevin smiled and pointed to the alarm, "Now we'll know when Nighlok turn up."

Emily and Mike looked to each other a little nervously. They still hadn't breathed a word about their encounter with Dayu on their wedding night. Nothing had happened, but it was still news they figured the others would want to know, especially given how strange the encounter was.

"The protective Symbols are up too," Mia breathed a sigh of relief, knowing she could sleep peacefully. Though she was sure she had all her friends back, and none of them were Nighlok, the fact that Kevin, of all people, had been switched for a Nighlok and passed unnoticed had made her a little uneasy. But they had all walked through the shields without a problem. They were all safe. She was happy.

Serena walked into the common room and smiled. All their disks and weapons were laid out on the table. Fortunately, they were all built to survive attacks. They had a few scratches on them, and a few dents, but they looked ready for use.

Emily followed her sister into the common room. She saw the weapons had all been salvaged and then wondered about the Samurai documents. She turned her attention to the bookshelf. It was nowhere near as full as it had once been, but it looked like Ji's friends had managed to recover some things.

But there was one thing missing from the bookshelf. As she approached it slowly, Mike breathed a sad sigh. He knew what had caught her eye, or rather, what hadn't. The thought had occurred to him back when they had been living on the island.

Scruffy's remains were gone. All that was left was a broken piece of the urn that one of Ji's friends found and placed on the bookshelf. Emily picked up the piece and looked to it sadly.

"Guys, why don't you go figure out the bedrooms again?" Mike suggested, hoping to get a little privacy for himself and Emily. As they walked off, Mike wrapped his arms around his wife's waist and gently pulled her into his chest. Emily continued to stare at the only thing left of her beloved dog. Though she had her back turned to Mike, he knew she was tearing up.

"He's fine, Emily," he whispered to soothe her, "When I died, I talked to him. He's very happy. He's watching over us."

"I didn't care what the house looked like," Emily said. She put the piece of the urn back on the bookshelf and pulled away from Mike, "I didn't care whether they put our stuff in the right place or not. That's the only thing I wanted back."

"Emily, the house caved in and flooded. His ashes are long gone by now."

"So are yours," Emily whispered. Mike pulled her back in and kissed the top of her head.

"Scruffy says he loves you and not to worry about him."

"You really saw him when you were dead?"

"Didn't my face kind of smell like dog breath when you first hugged me?"

"A little," Emily chuckled. Mike smiled and then took her hand. He started to pull her towards the hallway to collect their bags, and then to the bedrooms. They had claimed their old bedroom and saw it was waiting for them. Locking the door after they entered, they had a look around. It did feel a little more like home now. Mike put his suitcase on the bed and unzipped it. He reached inside and pulled out a small photo album, which he set on the night table beside his half of the bed. Then he pulled out a picture frame with a picture inside. They didn't have many shots of their wedding, but during the ceremony, it seemed Kate and Antonio had snapped pictures, many of which were of them lost in each other's eyes. Mike and Emily loved the pictures and had framed their very favourite, and kept all others in their small, but very meaningful photo album.

"Mia must be so jealous," Mike laughed as he set the framed picture on the night table on Emily's side, "I'm pretty sure she thought she would be the first to get married."

"She was frustrated at the wedding," Emily smirked, "Apparently we weren't doing everything right."

"When do we ever do everything right? Mia should have seen this coming."

"It was really nice of her to do that for us," Emily picked up the picture frame, "Thanks to her, we're legally married."

"It's a wicked feeling," Mike nodded and then gestured to the bed, "So…?"

"MIKE!" Emily giggled, "The others are right outside!"

"Make-out, then," Mike put his hands together and begged, "C'mon, this is the first time in days we get privacy as a married couple."

"Maybe later. We should help the others…"

"Do what?"

"I don't know," Emily shrugged. She could see Mike was slowly coming towards her, "Mike, I said maybe later."

"Are you sure?" he reached out and grabbed her, tickling her sides. She screamed as she tried to pull away, but her laughter stopped her from doing so effectively.

"Maybe is… never… sure," she laughed. Mike lifted her up, over his shoulder and dropped her on the bed. She hit the mattress and then jumped up to run away. Mike counted to five and then playfully chased after her. One thing he loved about the Shiba House was how spacious every room was, including the hallways. It made chases so much more fun.

But, with so many hallways, there were also a lot of twists and turns. Emily made it around the corner, slipping and sliding as she did, but when Mike turned the corner he lost his grip on the floor, fell onto his butt and slipped right into the wall and into the stand for one of Ji's new bonsai, smashing the pot on the floor, sending dirt and stones everywhere and almost killing the plant.

Ji saw this from the kitchen and groaned, "Welcome home…"