A/N: This kind of just... came out. Takes place right close to the end of the stay in the Digiworld. I apologize if it's a bit rambling.


How many years had it been?

She didn't remember any more. Everything seemed so long ago now, the first adventures, their battles, the days when they fought against the odds and somehow succeeded, whether by a miracle or through the powers given to them by the Digiworld.

So many things were different now. Their battles were still fierce, yes, but their years of preparation and training had given them the ability to fight off those that threatened the safety of both worlds. They had survived, through battles, crises, war, strife; they had witnessed friends die, seen others marry, and watched as families began, and yet somehow they were still outside of it, strangers to their own home world.

She felt so old.

That was not what her mother would say, of course. Her mother would laugh, talk about how her adorable little girl had grown into such a mature young woman filled with confidence, ready to take on the world and live.

But the problem was, she had lived. Maybe it was not the life anyone would have expected, but it was still a life.

Her second family had been the only constant, those who had once, so long ago, agreed to accompany her brother and live in the Digiworld for the sake of protecting it while its existence and turning recovered. There had been so many times when one person or another vanished, or was thought to have died, but somehow they had made it. It was the end, finally.

Maybe now that they could finally pursue what they wished. Davis could finally open that noodle cart, Sora could use her designs for less combat-oriented functions, Tai could finally propose, maybe Ken and Yolei could finally get married…

They had a whole new life ahead, what felt like a final chapter to all of them. They wanted peace, the chance to return to the world they had been born in, to settle down, get jobs, marry, raise children. After all the fighting, it was what they wanted.

She was ready to go home.