One week later, Annie and Auggie were standing in their new space surrounded by boxes.

"It looked so much more spacious when it was empty," Annie noted.

Auggie shrugged. "Was a little bit easier to navigate, too."

"How do you want to do this?" Annie asked.

"Bedroom, first?" Auggie asked.

"Yeah."

Annie found the right boxes and they moved to the bedroom. Auggie stood in their walk-in closet, while she handed him his clothes to put away.

"You want to know where all of mine are, as well?" Annie asked as they finished unpacking his clothes.

"Not really," He said with a grin.

They switched places and Auggie handed clothes to Annie from the boxes while she put them away. Most of them were packed up by the agency after her supposed death, and she hadn't seen them since. "It's like I'm opening presents to myself, and I love everything I picked out!" Annie commented.

"I'm sure you do. Are you really going to wear these shoes on these hills?" Auggie asked.

"I'm sure I'll find the right occasion," She responded.

Auggie shrugged and handed over another pair of what felt like ridiculously high stilettos.

They were moving on to making the bed when there was a knock at the door.

"I'll get it," Annie said, leaving Auggie to stuff the pillows into the cases.

She peeked through the peephole to see her sister standing with two bags.

"Danielle?" Annie said as she opened the door. She hadn't seen her sister since the night in the hotel.

"I had to come check on the place where my baby sister is going to be living." She said, pushing through the door.

"Um, we just got all our stuff," Annie explained, motioning at the sea of boxes.

Auggie came into the room, lacking his cane and proceeding carefully around the unfamiliar space and boxes. "Hey Danielle. Glad you could make it."

"Thanks for sending me the address." She replied.

"You could have warned me." Annie said to Auggie.

Auggie shrugged. "I didn't know she was coming."

Danielle snapped out of watching the banter between her sister and her soon-to-be brother-in-law. "I brought you some provisions." She said, lifting up the bag.

She moved to the counter and started pulling things out. "I made you a lasagna, salad, and some garlic bread. I figured you might not have utensils and plates and stuff, so I brought some disposables."

"Danielle, you may have every reason in the world to hate me, but right now I love you." Auggie said, walking toward the kitchen.

"Have you been starving him?" Danielle asked Annie.

"He's been just as capable of ordering room service as I have." Annie explained.

"I didn't fall in love with her for her cooking skills." Auggie added.

Annie blushed. She and Auggie didn't usually talk about things such as falling in love.

"I'll stick this in the oven." Danielle said. "Anything else I can help with?" She said, looking around.

"I'm sure there is," Annie said. "Auggie? You're in charge."

"How about you two work on decorating? I'll start to unpack the kitchen."

An hour later the three of them were eating Danielle's home-cooked meal at the kitchen island. Auggie had unpacked enough to find wine glasses and the coffee pot. As far as he was concerned, they could stop at this point.

"Danielle, this is delicious." Auggie commented as he ate the lasagna.

"I probably haven't had a home-cooked meal since I last saw you." Annie added.

"That's horrible. You two can't live like that."

"That's why we are moving close to you," Auggie said with a wink.

"We've gotten along just fine." Annie added, her tone was reassuring.

Danielle sighed. "I haven't told Michael about you, yet."

Annie nodded. "I understand." She didn't have to be happy about it, though.

"Did you ever tell the girls?" Auggie asked. When Danielle had come out for the memorial, she hadn't told Katia and Chloe what had happened. She had said she was waiting until summer, when it wouldn't interrupt their schoolwork.

"No," She stared at Annie. "I guess, somewhere deep down inside, I never believed it was true."

Annie smiled. "Oh, Danielle. I was so worried how this would affect them."

Danielle shrugged. "They miss you. They are hurt that you haven't called them."

"Say the word, and I'll be back in their life."

"I'll let you know." Danielle replied. "I need to get home soon."

Annie noticed the hesitance in her sister's voice regarding the girls. She choose to avoid pushing the subject.

"Thank you for coming over. It means a lot." Annie said.

"I'm excited for you two, and I'm glad you are close to us." Danielle replied.

Annie walked Danielle to the door and saw her out. When she turned around, Auggie was carefully navigating to the kitchen with his empty plate.

"More food?" She asked.

"No, I'm stuffed. I could use a reminder on where the trash can is, though."

Annie directed him to the trash and packed the leftovers in the fridge. "How much work do we have left?" Auggie asked.

"Maybe ten boxes?" Annie replied.

Auggie sighed. "Turntable and records?"

"That one we can get to easily."

Together, they installed the television and sound system over the next few hours. It was near two am when everything was just right and they collapsed on the couch.

"Do you want to listen to music now?" Annie teased as Auggie sat back with his eyes closed.

Auggie smiled, but kept his eyes closed. He raised his arm that was closest to Annie. "Show me to my bed, dear."

Annie pulled him up and carefully led him around the few remaining boxes. "It's clear the rest of the way. I'm going to push these to the side so-"

Auggie interrupted her words by pulling her along. "Nope. You are coming with me. The boxes are fine where they are."

"Okay." Annie replied.

She reluctantly left the few remaining boxes scattered around the room and followed him into the bedroom, climbed next to him under the sheets and they were sleep within minutes.