Finally Edna and Irv got home. It ends up another party had started and Edna had dragged Irv there. When they got home they received a quick lecture from Jig about staying out late on a school night, but were then filled in about Ephram and Desi's abandonment. Edna removed her wig and called up Dr. Brown. By now Dr. Brown had finished with Bright's nose and had returned home and decided to watch TV instead of worrying about Ephram. He was trying to have more faith in his son and sadly this was not a situation to do so. After Edna's phone call his worries greatened into those that were similar to Jig's. Dr. Brown only felt better once the school bus pulled up in front of his house and he boarded it. He was surprised to find Edna and Irv half in costume, and Jig still completely dressed for a colonial ball.

Irv knew the way to the Gordon House from several years of sneaking there in his childhood. When he pulled the bus up in front of the old house Jig and Dr. Brown ran off of it and over to the porch, yelling the two names. Inside the house Dr. Brown moved the flashlight in every direction until the light fell on Desi's séance equipment in the corner. Jig searched the rest of the downstairs while Dr. Brown searched upstairs, creating an eerie noise echoing downstairs for Jig to hear. Outside Edna and Irv were calling around for Desi and Ephram. Realizing the two were no where near the Gordon House the four got back into the bus and started combing the woods alongside the road.

When they got the fork in the road Jig yelled out for Irv to stop when her flashlight hit something. Irv stopped the bus and Jig ran off of it, followed by the other three. Carefully Jig made her way about ten feet down the hill, trying not to fall and trying not to take her eyes off of what she thought she saw. By the time she reached it the bottom of her dress was ripped and torn and she had several small scratches on her calves. She was both happy and horror stricken when she held what she had seen in her hands. She had been right. Her flashlight had reflected off of the pure white of Ephram's facemask. Jig's trip back up the steep hill was harder than going down it, and she slipped a few times before reaching the top. She handed Dr. Brown the mask and he looked at it much the same way Jig had. He turned to Irv.

"Is there a road that leads down there?" he asked him. Irv shook his head.

"The closest thing is the road to the abandoned chicken coop. It's about five miles long and gets you a great view of that valley," Irv told him.

"Let's take it," Dr. Brown said getting on the bus.

"How's your arm doing?" Desi asked Ephram as they continued to climb up the now rocky hill. She asked him because she saw him moving his fingers and cringing from the pain. He sighed.

"It feels better. But I don't know if that's because it's healing, or because it's numb from the cold," Ephram told her. Desi walked over to him and started rubbing her hands quickly over his to warm them up. Ephram was a little surprised by the contact and act of kindness, but his fingers were enjoying the warmth too much to voice his surprise. She stopped after a few moments, her hands now warmer too, and they continued to climb the hill. After a few more minutes of climbing a smile of relief fell on both of their faces. They had reached a road. It was mostly mud and covered in leaves but it was level for quite some way down both sides.

"Look!" Desi said pointing down one side to an old wooden building nestled in a gathering of trees.

"Is that the Gordon House?" Ephram asked her, it being too dark and him being too tired to see it very well.

"No," Desi said with a smile, "it's the abandoned chicken coop."

Ephram sighed, smiling too.

"So all we have to do, is take this road this way until we reach that fork in the road, and then we take the other road into Everwood?" he asked her excitedly. Desi nodded.

"Yea! That's all we have to do! Well, actually we have to do something first," Desi told him. Ephram's mood depressed slightly at the idea of there being another obstacle.

"What?" he asked her.

"We need to sit down," she told him sitting down exactly where she stood. He laughed and joined her.

The yellow school bus moved slowly along the road, its driver looking carefully at the road while its three passengers searched the wide view of the valley. Their eyes were tired but still studious of every tree and rock they passed. If Dr. Brown lost Ephram now, he didn't know what he'd do. Losing the woman he loved was enough, but losing his only son, his first born child, one of the two important contributions Dr. Brown made to the world, that would be too much. Too much for him, and too much for Delia. He needed to find Ephram, and he needed to find him safe. Suddenly they heard Irv honking the horn and the three sets of eyes moved off of the valley to the road. The bus stopped and two figures walked into the range of the headlights. Both figures were waving their arms in joyous celebration at seeing the bus. The bus doors opened and everyone on board ran out toward them. Jig, being supported by youthful legs, reached the couple first. She wrapped herself around Ephram's shoulders and hugged him tightly. He laughed in surprise and joy at being found, but also happy that she missed squashing his bandaged arm. She leaned off of him for a second and held his neck in her hands and looked at it.

"No raccoon bites!" she yelled happily and hugged him again. She then moved off of him as the others reached them and she hugged Desi. This took Desi completely by surprise, not thinking anyone would miss her. Jig leaned off of her and checked her face and neck for any marks or cuts. Dr. Brown gave his son a big hug that Ephram was pretty surprised about. He was surprised his father didn't break any of his ribs… Dr. Brown checked over Ephram's face and neck just as Jig had done, but, unlike Jig, Dr. Brown noticed the bloodied bandage.

"Ephram what happened?" Dr. Brown asked worriedly examining the bandage.

"Oh, it's nothing. I got this, splinter of wood, in my arm. But, Desi pulled it out and wrapped it for me. It doesn't really hurt that much anymore," Ephram reassured him. Dr. Brown finished examining the bandage and looked at Desi.

"You wrapped this?" he asked her. She nodded.

"Yea," she said meekly. Those were the first words she ever exchanged with the great Dr. Brown.

"You did a good job, thank you," Dr. Brown said. Desi smiled.

"Come on, let's get you two home," Irv said wrapping a blanket around Ephram's shoulders and one around Desi's.

Once on the road back to Everwood, Jig turned to Ephram who was sitting next to her in the bus seat. She had a wearied smile on her face and Ephram had his head back and his eyes closed, but not asleep.

"Here," Jig told him. Ephram opened his eyes and looked at her. His eyes then looked down at her hands to see her returning his Phantom mask. Ephram smiled and took it from her. He had been sure it had been broken and lost forever.

"Thanks," he told her and she nodded. The response was small for the returning of such a priceless item, a gift made by his mother, but it was all that needed to be said between them.

Of the six, Desi was the one to get home first. She walked into the house met by a few guards who didn't question her long absence, appearance, or lack of satchel like a normal person would and should have. She walked up to her room, her parents already fast asleep. She hung her tattered, muddied, bloodied cloak on a hanger and then removed the rest of her clothes. It was half past two in the morning and she was dead tired, but she knew she wouldn't sleep without a shower. Once clean of all dried on dirt and leaves, and once all of the twigs were removed from her hair, Desi dressed in her nightgown. She walked over to her dresser and for some reason just stared at herself in the mirror. That night had to be the scariest, most horrifying, most exhausting night of her life. But she got through it. She fell down a hill, she wrapped a bloody arm, and hiked up entire hill for hours in the dark and cold. Yet there she was, clean and perfect looking. Her eyes turned from her reflection, not liking the image any more, and onto a picture frame on her dresser. She only had one picture worth putting into a frame. It was of her, six, maybe seven years old with a bright smile on her face. The smile was due to the sixteen, maybe seventeen year old boy who was holding her. He was smiling widely. Desi remembered why she always loved that picture of Christopher. It was the only picture that she had ever seen that really captured the sparkle in his eyes when he smiled. Desi closed her eyes and walked over and got in her bed. It had been a long night.

Inside of Dr. Brown's office, Ephram and Jig cringed when Dr. Brown removed the makeshift bandage. Dr. Brown was a doctor and used to seeing such things. Edna was a retired army nurse and overly used to seeing such things. Irv, was constantly surrounded by kids who didn't know the meaning of the words 'slow down,' and was used to seeing such things. Dr. Brown was slightly worried by the wound, not so much by the state of it, but by the fact it was his son who had it. Carefully Dr. Brown cleaned the wound, Ephram trying not to cringe from the stinging iodine. When the wound was cleaned and wrapped with Ephram otherwise checked out for signs of severe blood loss or anything else Dr. Brown could think of being wrong with him, Irv gave the father and son a ride home before returning his eclectic family home.

Dr. Brown went straight to bed, not realizing before how tiring parental worry could be. Ephram, not realizing how he copied Desi's actions, took a shower. First he had wrapped his forearm in plastic so it wouldn't get wet of course. Walking back into his room and changing, a thought occurred to him. It had been Jig who had started a search for him and Desi, not Amy. Ephram sighed disappointedly and sat down on his bed. He guessed he shouldn't be too surprised that Amy had forgotten about him. She had Bright to worry about, not to mention about a hundred other things. At this point, Amy had probably been asleep for hours. Ephram smiled a little imaging Amy resting peacefully in her no doubt beautiful and comfortable bed. He was imagining Sleeping Beauty. Only for Amy's case it was reversed, the Prince had been the one asleep. What an odd notion.

When Irv, Edna, and Jig entered their house, Irv went immediately to wipe the green paint off of his face before it did any permanent work. Edna and Jig sighed in unison as they sat down on chairs opposite each other in the living room. They both laid there in happy silence until Edna spoke up.

"So, how'd it feel breaking your cousin's nose?" Edna asked her and Jig let out a tired laughed.

"It felt better then not breaking it," Jig said and Edna chuckled. As long as Bright healed well Edna was fine. Her grandson probably deserved it anyway.

"Come on, it's been a long day, let's go to bed," Edna said standing up. Jig waved her on as if in agreement, but was already half asleep and therefore in no mood to actually move. Edna laughed slightly and headed for the stairs.