It's good to be back with Alex. The whole camp, it seems, was worried about my abduction. I never thought that my family would be a bunch of lost survivors of a commercial airline crash. But here I am, alive and well. My family, that's who these people are. Alex and I are lying on a blanket, in the middle of the night, on the beach. "Hey." Alex says, pointing up at the night sky. "Ursa Theodorous." I smile. "Teddy Bear." I run my fingers through her dark, wavy hair. She reaches over and caresses my face. "Ow." I say, as her thumb runs over my stitches. "Sorry." she whispers. "It's alright, don't worry about it." I notice that as we are together again, the stars seem especially bright tonight.