The ride to Dan and Phil's place was chaotic at best. Seán could barely think over the sound of the car's sirens. It was less than a minute away at the rate they were speeding, but Seán kept a tight grip on the door and what his American friends had dubbed the "Oh shit handle".
The car came to a screeching halt as the radio sparked to life "Code 666 has been enacted. Care for emergency situations as you see fit. Call for back up if needed. Do not take insurance-." Seán didn't listen to the rest as he hastily thanked the officer. He climbed out of the car, running upstairs.
He could hear cries of confusion as he ran up the stairs. Seán's lungs stung as he took in sharp breaths, finally coming out on the third floor. Which door? He noticed one that looked familiar and banged on it, tears spilling onto his cheeks.
The door swung open, revealing Dan. "Seán! What's wrong?"
Seán's mouth must have looked like a gasping fish as Dan pulled him inside. Phil was on the couch, head in his hands.
"Seán, c'mon. Take a deep breath for me," Dan said, gripping onto Seán's arms.
Seán tried. He really did. His head felt so... Weird. He felt his knees give out, exhaustion finally setting in. Dan held his arms, trying to slow the fall. Seán could feel his knees sting as he tried desperately to breathe, to think.
His mind kept wandering back to that place he had been. There were so many people there, including Phil. Did Phil remember? He couldn't believe it had been 5 years. Was Gabi okay?
Seán felt something press against into his arms, something wet hitting his face. Seán blinked, seeing a dog. He let out a shaking breath, sinking his fingers into the dog's long fur. When did Dan get a dog? The dog set it's head on Seán's shoulder, as if it was hugging him.
It took a few minutes, but Seán was eventually able to pull away, wiping at his eyes. Dan was on the floor in front of him, holding onto Phil.
Seán's eyes met Phil's, "Phil...?"
Phil sniffed, rubbing his cheeks, "Yeah?"
"Do you remember where we were?" Seán's voice cracked a little.
Phil nodded, "Yeah. Oh my goodness." Phil laughed a little.
Dan smiled, "You two don't look any older than when you left."
Seán felt his heart speed up again, "It was only a few seconds for us."
Dan nodded, standing. He took Phil's hand, pulled him up, and the two of them helped Seán up. Now that he was closer, Seán could see that Dan's face had become more defined. He was a little muscular too. And... Is his hair purple?
"How old are you now?" Seán asked.
"32," Dan admitted.
Phil's jaw dropped, "You're older than I was..."
Dan laughed, "There's a lot that's happened. I'll help you two catch up."
Mark nearly got into three accidents on his way to Matt's old house.
As soon as he had gotten the call from Ethan he knew he needed to go look. He trusted Ethan to get Amy home safe. But Matt had moved last year to the East Coast. He would have wanted Matt to do this for him.
While he was driving he pulled up Matt's phone number. It rang for a few seconds, and then Matt picked up.
"Hey man, what's up?"
Mark grinned, "I've got a very late birthday present for Ollie."
"You hear that Ollie? Uncle Mark has a present for you!" Matt said, "What is it?"
"Blipped people are coming back," Mark spilled.
"Stephanie," Matt whispered.
"I'm on my way to your old place right now. I'm gonna hang up, but keep your phone close by," Mark demanded. "And pack your shit. Stephanie is going to want to see you."
"Got it. Thank you, Mark," Matt said.
"Of course, man. I'll call if I get her," Mark said, hanging up the phone. He swerved around a woman who appeared in the middle of the road, narrowly avoiding another car. He was almost there.
Mark barely remembered to put his car into park before he sprinted up the house. It hadn't been sold since Matt moved out, so if Stephanie was in there she would be alone.
Mark's heart pounded in his chest as he banged on the door. After no response, Mark took banged again.
The door flew open, and he heard a scream from inside. Mark winced, rushing in, "Stephanie?"
"Mark?" He heard. Mark rushed in, seeing Stephanie run out of the hall. He felt himself grin as he ran forward and hugged her.
"Mark, where is Matt? Where is Ollie?" Mark could hear the hysteria grow in her voice.
"Matt and Ollie are okay. They're on the East Coast, they moved last year," Mark explained.
"Last year? I've only been gone for a few seconds," Stephanie said.
Mark grabbed her hand, "I'll explain after we call Matt. Let's get back to my house, okay?" Mark tried to make his voice sound calm, and after a moment Stephanie nodded. Mark pulled his phone out, dialing Matt again.
"Hey man, I accidentally knocked your door down. I've got Stephanie though," Mark said.
"Steph? Babe are you okay?" Matt asked frantically.
"Yeah, what happened?" Stephanie asked, taking Mark's phone as the two climbed into the car.
"It's been 5 years. You turned into dust and left me with Ollie."
Stephanie gasped, "Jeez..."
"Mark's gonna take you back to his place until I can get back there with Ollie," Matt said.
As if he heard his name, Ollie yelled from the background, "Pew Pew! Dad come play with me!"
Mark glanced over, and saw a tear trail its way down Stephanie's cheek, "Is that him?"
"Yeah. Do you want to talk to him?" Matt asked.
"Yeah," Stephanie mumbled, wiping away her tears.
"Ollie! I'll play with you if you come talk to Mommy," Matt called.
"Mommy?" The call was a little ways off, "I get to talk to Momma?"
"Yeah. Say hi, bud," Matt said.
"Hi, Mommy!" Ollie said happily.
Stephanie laughed as Mark drove around, "Hey Ollie. I can't wait to meet you."
"I get to see you too?" Ollie shouted, "This is the best day ever! Dad are we still going to go get dinner?"
"We'll order pizza and get McDonald's on the way to Mom. How's that sound?" Matt said.
Mark looked over again to see a grin seemingly etched permanently into Stephanie's face. She continued to talk to them as Mark drove, hanging up once he pulled into the driveway.
"Thank you, Mark," Stephanie said.
"Of course. Come on in, I'll catch you and Amy up," Mark said.
