A/N: Sorry it took so long to update, one more chapter coming after this one, possibly a sequel, so tell me what you think!

I heard the two knocks on my door and immediately I brightened. Maybe she was there? I opened my door, only to find my stereo and note. She'd returned it. Tears stung my eyes. She didn't care. As I let my note flutter to my desk, though, I noticed she'd replied. "Edwin, I don't know what happened to us either, but listen to track four, please?" I put my stereo back in its place and played track four. Home Again. My very soul filled with hope and I listened to the song.

Sometimes I wonder if I'm ever gonna make it home again

It's so far and out of sight

I really need someone to talk to and nobody else

Knows how to comfort me tonight

Snow is cold, rain is wet

Chills my soul right to the marrow

I won't be happy 'til I see you alone again

Until I'm home again and feelin' right

Snow is cold, rain is wet

Chills my soul right to the marrow

I won't be happy 'til I see you alone again

Until I'm home again and feelin' right

Until I'm home again and feelin' right

I wanna be home again and feelin' right

Unlike my song, filled with metaphors, hers was short and pretty self explanatory. It was the perfect complement. Back when it had been on records I wouldn't be surprised if this was its B-side. That was something I'd have to look into. Just like she was my perfect complement. I ran down my staircase at top speed, yelling Lizzie, Lizzie, at the top of my lungs waiting for an answer. After a two month fallout I couldn't let any more time pass. Derek, Casey, and Marti each came out of their rooms looking hopeful, as if the family might once again be whole when the two of us made up. Unfortunately our reconciliation would have to wait. I found a note addressed to me on Lizzie's door. "Edwin, sorry I wasn't here after you listened to my song. Do you think it might be a B-side to yours? Anyway I had to go to soccer practice. Do you think we can have dinner in your room by ourselves tonight? Mom seemed to think it'd be okay. Talk to you in a couple of hours, Lizzie." I grinned. I knew we'd be fine. We'd rubbed off on each other too much. It was obvious we were heartbroken apart. She even thought like me. I looked up at the expectant faces of my brother, sister, and stepsister and said, simply "It's going to be okay. We are going to be okay." Casey had to go and get all sappy on me. She hugged me and said some mushy stuff. Marti jumped around singing something; Derek shot me his famous smirk and said "Good for you, kid". It wasn't perfect yet though. I had yet to see her beautiful blue eyes look at me and tell me we were speaking. I knew it of course; I just needed to see her in person.