A/N: Really short this time; this had to be its own chapter since it doesn't work so well with the next one. As I've mentioned in some review replies, the next person Returns in the next chapter, though it isn't going to be someone you expect.
There were many things she needed to find, but chief among them were answers. It was clear that her return to humanity was somewhat of an accident, but there were things they could have told her. If she'd been told how long she'd been gone, for example, she would know what she had missed. Of course, the girls she'd come across hadn't once mentioned it.
She was out in the rain again, having turned down their hospitality until she could figure something out. It wasn't a torrential downpour anymore, more like a light summer rain. The girls, disappointed that she wouldn't stay with them, had given her a small bit of Muggle money so she could at least survive for a few days. She saw a shop and decided to go in and see about getting some water and an umbrella.
Once she had found and paid for her things, she glanced at the receipt the clerk had given her. It was dated June 17, 2003. She had been dead a little more than five years.
Suddenly she saw the path in front of her, the set of things she needed to do. Second chances, especially when one doesn't think one deserves them, are not to be wasted or taken lightly.