AN: All right, guys, sorry for the long delay! I just finished my final exams.  I was thinking of two or three more chapters to wrap it up.

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1300 Local

Okinawa Naval Hospital

"Sarah! Clay!"

The two turned, startled, as they heard their names. Seeing who had called, Clay smiled. "Hi, Harm."

Mac, grinning at the unexpected sight of husband, gave him a peck on the cheek. "Hi, Honey. I thought you are staying with Matt."

"Nah! I gave them some time for family reunion. Besides, I'd much rather have lunch with my beautiful wife then stay at the hotel." Harm flashed his flyboy grin.

"Flattery will get you everywhere, flyboy."

"So, Clay, you want to join us? And, how did that young fellow end up with us?" Harm looked surprised as he noticed the boy sleeping on Webb's shoulder.

"Grace is here, or at least she was. We were about to head for Trey's room to see if she's still around. As for the lunch offer, why not? Well, as long as you don't mind Ryan tagging along, too."

"Don't be silly, Clay! We love to have him around. Right, Harm?"

"That's for sure. How about we go see if Grace is interested in joining us, too?"

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Trey's room

Mac took one step into the room, then silently backed-out, signaling for the two men to be quiet.

"What is it?" Harm whispered, but Mac just pointed into the room.

Curious, the two men glanced into it, and they began to smile happily. Both Trey and Grace had fallen asleep on the bed, Grace leaning against Trey shoulder as he held her protectively. On each of their faces, slight smiles were still visible.

"I guess she's not hungry at the moment." Harm chuckled quietly, and then his face grew very serious. "They wasted so much time...I'm glad to see everything's okay now."

"I second that." Mac and Clay chorused.

"Come on, let's get our lunch. I have something to tell both of you."

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Officer's Club ('O' Club)

Okinawa, Japan

Once they'd gotten settled in and had ordered some food, Clay turned to Harm. "So, what is it you need to tell us?"

Harm briefly tousled Ryan's head--the boy had wakened up and was now engrossed with drawing pictures--and took a deep breath. "Matt called Nicole and Jessie this morning. He thought it would better to tell them now before we go back to States."

"How are they taking it?" Mac asked softly.

"I didn't hear much of the conversation, but I could tell it was very emotional. They talked for about half an hour, and I could hear them crying."

"They know about Trey?"

"Yeah, Matt told them, but he didn't mention the injuries. I guess they might have figured it out themselves by now, though. Oh, I also spoke with Albert this morning. They'll be transferring Trey to Bethesda the day after tomorrow, and Matt will also coming with us."

"They're going to use a military transport, I presume?" Clay raised an eyebrow slightly.

"That's right, but there's only so much space on a COD. I am not really sure it will accommodate all of us plus the medical crews."

"Then, I hereby offer the use of my private jet. Trey, of course, will need to be with the medical crews, and that goes for Albert, too, so they can take the COD. From what I just saw in the hospital just now, it's a safe bet that Grace will be staying with Trey. I don't know about Matt and Elaine. Even if they decided not to take the COD, the jet will still be able to accommodate everybody."

"Are you sure, Clay?"

"Why wouldn't I be, Harm? You once said that all of us are a family. Family helps take care of the rest of the family, right? Besides, I think I'll need to talk to that son of yours about certain things. I still can't believe my daughter fell for an aviator." Clay shook his head in mock disapproval.

"Hey, what's wrong with being an aviator?" Harm sniffed haughtily.

"There is nothing wrong with being a naval aviator, actually. The thing is that aviator happens to be your son. Worse, he's a carbon copy of you all gung-ho with that stubborn and annoying attitude." Webb, using his many years of CIA experience, managed to hide his grin.

"Cute, Clay. Very cute,"

"I certainly thought so." He replied, matter-of-factly, before turning to Ryan.

Harm shot him a death glare and turned back to Mac.

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0900 EST

Four days later

Bethesda Naval hospital

Bethesda, MD

Trey and Matt had arrived yesterday, and it was an emotional time for both of them as they were finally rejoined with their siblings. Nicole had clung to Trey and Matt and cried openly as all her usual gung-ho Marine aviator attitude vanish.

Nearly all their family and friends had come to see them again. Nobody was missing the special day...well, no one except Jessica Webb. She'd given a lame excuse about being busy at JAG and had refused to see Trey, but, this morning, she'd almost unconsciously driven to Bethesda and found herself walking through hospital's yard.

**Jessica's POV**

I don't even know why I am here. I don't want to be here. I mean, I've been telling myself that Trey's alive and sort of well, but...I guess I'm just afraid that if I see him, he'll vanish again.

Last night, though, I finally saw Matt again. I just started sobbing...as always, he knew exactly what to do as he held me and whispered quiet words. I just couldn't believe that he was finally home.

But, every time he brought up Trey, I quickly changed the subject. Bless Matt for understanding and not pushing the issue. For so long, I was incredibly dependant on Trey; I almost hate myself for how much my life revolved around him.

Mom often told me that I would follow Trey everywhere he went when I was young--football games, friend's houses, you name it. I can vaguely remember his friends teasing him about having me at his side all the time, but he didn't seem to mind it. Far from it actually. He was incredibly protective of me, and I adored him.

Sure, I'm close to my other brothers, but nothing like what I had with Trey. When I heard he was MIA, I suddenly found myself so alone. All these years, I never believe he was dead, but I gradually lost hope, I suppose.

When I woke up this morning, I just lay in bed for awhile, thinking about him. I began to wonder how I'd greet him, what we'd talk about, and all sorts of other silly things that I didn't need to worry about, considering that I wasn't planning on seeing him.

I forced myself to get up and went through my usual morning routine...well, it was the usual routine until I found myself driving towards Bethesda instead of Falls Church.

Now, here I was, mechanically walking towards Trey. He's certainly as handsome as ever, although there are distinct worry lines creasing his face now. He looks happy, however, with Grace by his side and Ryan happily playing nearby.

I forced myself to stop and was about to turn around, when he spun his wheelchair towards me. I froze; my mouth opened, but no words came out.

**End of POV**

Trey maneuvered his wheelchair around and reached for his water-bottle, but suddenly he froze as he looked straight at his sister.

"Trey, you all right?" Grace looked worried as Trey began to frown.

When there was no answer, she looked up herself and saw Jessica standing there, ramrod-straight.

Knowing that they needed privacy, Grace scooped up Ryan, gently patted Trey's shoulder, and quietly left.

TBC…

PS: Did anybody watch the season finale last Tuesday? What is TPTB trying do???!? Another Brumby's scenario??? (Sorry if there Brumby's fans out there. No offense) I just can't believe it!!! Ok...ok…sorry for grumbling but it really annoying! Hey, isn't that supposed to be the 'baby deal' dateline next season? I'm curious what TPTB is going to do with that!