My back aches, my stomach is growling, and my headache suggests that I might be dehydrated. I should be excited to see my family, but I really just want to grab my suitcase and get home without answering a thousand questions. I push my way through the crowd towards the luggage carousal. It's more than easy to spot my family. Ange had made a welcome home sign. With glitter. Tyler rushes forward and smothers me and I can't help but to laugh. I pat him reassuringly on the back and then groan that I still need to get my suitcase.

"It will still be there in a few minutes. You have a couple more hugs to get through," he replies and pulls me towards my welcoming party.

"It's good to have you back, sweetheart," Dad pulled me into his own embrace.

Ange has her turn to hug me next, spinning me around as she does so. When she releases me, I look towards Elliot. I was a bit surprised he came, knowing how stressed he was at the airport when I left. He smiles at me and I grin back. I'm home.