It took about a week for Sam, Andy and Gracie to arrive back in Toronto. But that week was nothing like the two weeks they had spent on the island.

Once safe and sound on the boat, Sam and Andy had to explain everything that happened to the incredulous crew members on the ship. Sam was surprised they didn't look at them like savages, though that's probably what they looked like: dirty, hungry, and covered in burns and blood. They quickly identified themselves as police and although they had no proof, the crew members believed them. They also explained about the plane crash that had occurred and they had thankfully heard of what had happened. Apparently it had been all over the news. They explained who Larvmen was, and they had him locked down in a room where he wouldn't bother anyone.

It turned out they were on an uninhabited island by the coast, close to their destination of South America. Once Sam and Andy identified themselves as cops, the captain of the ship assured them that he would help them get to their destination.

Sam and Andy had to explain their story once again to the officers of the jail in South America that had been expecting Larvmen a long time ago. It didn't take a lot of explaining because they had been notified of the plane crash as well.

Larvmen seemed subdued as they handed him over. Sam notified the police quietly on the side to expect more charges of rape and attempted murder as well as whatever harsh charges they could pin on him for exploding the plane once they got settled in Toronto. The guard nodded, but there was no more conversation on the matter. Sam doubted they would be able to connect him to the plane explosion for the remains were sitting at the bottom of the ocean, but Larvmen obviously had outside help. Andy stood by, keeping Gracie entertained.

No had seemed to question the fact that a little girl was now accompanying the two cops. Or if they did, no one asked them directly. But Gracie was just content to be with Andy and Sam.

Sam insisted that Andy go to a hospital, especially for the burn that was on her leg. He wanted Gracie to be checked out as well, but Andy declined, claiming she wanted to wait until they were back home to do anything.

Unfortunately, the only way to get back home within a reasonable time frame was to get on a plane once more. Needless to say, it was traumatic for all of them and they had to hold on to each other the entire flight. Nerves were on edge and none of them got enough sleep.

"Your plane blew up so we reward you with free first class tickets," Andy complained, through clenched teeth. Take off went without a hitch, but now they were flying steadily through the air. No sign of danger yet, but Sam, Andy and Gracie were all on edge.

Gracie couldn't sit still but Andy tried to calm her by playing with her hair and the exhausted and traumatized girl fell into a deep slumber while Andy continued to comfort her.

"Hey, I'm not complaining about first class seats," Sam said, trying to keep the conversation light, but Andy could see him gripping the arm rest of the seat so tight his knuckles were turning white.

Andy spared one hand that was playing with Gracie's hair to place on top of Sam's. He instantly relaxed and threaded his fingers through hers. She took a deep breath. They were going to make it through this plane ride. If they could make it through whatever happened on the island, they could make it through one simple plane ride. They had opted for a flight straight home, knowing that if they had a connecting flight, they would probably not get back on another plane.

Gracie woke up only once, so that she could climb onto Andy's lap and fall asleep, head on her shoulder.

Andy loved playing mother to this child, especially since Gracie had lost hers, but she didn't know what was going to happen once they got home. But she wouldn't think about that now.

Andy was still sore, in between her legs burned and the burn on her leg bothered her greatly. But, as she promised Sam, she would go to the doctor as soon as they arrived at home. All of a sudden, she felt so tired. Maybe it was the comforting weight of Gracie on her lap. Maybe it was wondering what was going to happen when they arrived at home. Maybe it was Sam rubbing circles on her back or maybe it was the fact that she just didn't want to think anymore.

Regardless of the reason, she leaned onto Sam's chest and fell asleep.

Sam couldn't sleep. There was no way. He now had a renewed fear of flying and planes. But a sense of relief and comfort fell over him as he watched Gracie and Andy sleep in his arms. It was one of the best feelings in the world.

He eased his head back, closed his eyes and smiled.

They arrived at the airport in Toronto, the same one where they had been close to a month ago when picking up the prisoner to transfer.

Not much had changed. When they picked up Larvmen, there had been many people, protesting his existence. Now, there were just as many people, but this time, they were gathered to get a glimpse of three out of the four people who had survived the terrifying plane crash.

Flashes popped when they approached, video cameras rolled and people rushed forward. Gracie buried her head in Sam's shoulders to hide, something she was quite used to doing.

Being back in the 'real world' still had them adjusting. Two weeks they had spent without civilization and it was all very overwhelming to them still.

Andy's heart was racing and she stayed close to Sam's side, whether it was to protect him or herself, she wasn't sure. Reporters were being held back, but their cameras and microphones were thrust forward, trying to get a statement or a glimpse of the survivors.

That was when Andy noticed the familiar police officers that were holding down the fort. A huge grin split her face, and she stepped out from the shadow of Sam. Instead, she took his hand and waved at her friends. It had been so long since she had seen them.

Making sure that the rest of the members of 15 Division had the crowd of people under control, the 'rookies' came over to reunite with Andy. Oliver, Jerry and Noelle came to see Sam as well.

These were tears well shed by all. Hugs were given, joy was widespread. 15 Division was whole once again.

They all mutually agreed not to talk about anything here, not until they were either at the precinct or in the safety of their own homes. They didn't want these people catching a glimpse of their personal lives anymore than they already did.

Although Oliver couldn't help but ask, "Hey Sam, who's the kid?"

Sam attempted to put Gracie down, but she would have none of that, not when she was surrounded by strangers and the crazy commotion of the airport.

"This is Gracie," Andy said, introducing her. "Gracie, can you say hi?"

Gracie tentatively raised her head from her safe haven. Looking up through her long lashes she said sheepishly, "Hi."

She melted everyone's hearts instantly. Traci went right up to her, asking her many questions. But Gracie didn't shy away; she liked this woman. "That's Andy's best friend," Sam whispered in her ear. That would explain why she liked her so much.

Gracie took in every one of the officers from the older man with the bald spot called Oliver to the blonde woman, Gail, who was kind of mean to everyone. But she liked them all. They were very nice and they included her. They were also friends of who she considered her parents. She felt very happy and eventually asked if Sam could put her down.

Frank Best sauntered forward after dispersing some of the crowd. He cleared his throat and Gracie grabbed on to Andy's leg for he was intimidating. "It's good to have you two back," Best said, and he truly meant it. "That precinct hasn't been the same."

"I just have one favor to ask of you sir," Sam said, clapping a hand on his shoulder. "No more prisoner transfers. Ever," he joked.

Everyone chuckled. "Same old Sammy," Jerry said.

Andy took Sam's hand again and Gracie's hand in her other. "Let's go home," she said. But truly, surrounded by her family she felt as if she was already there.