Onward! Enjoy! Kinda short, but the next one will be 1: Longer and 2: The last chapter!

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Amelia sat on the couch, every now and again looking up at the TV from her book. She was leaning against Trey, keeping her head on his shoulder as he flicked through the channels.

When the flash of light appeared, Amelia glanced up and stared. She could not believe it.

It was Durbe. He'd come back with someone. Who was that woman? Quinton stared as if he had a vague memory of her, and Vetrix couldn't take his eyes off her. Amelia shut her book and stood up from her spot on the couch. Trey watched intently, staring with awe but with a familiar gaze in his eyes. He already knew her.

The woman ran up to Amelia. She smiled at her. The pinkette smiled back nervously and turned back to Durbe. "Umm...who is this?"

Durbe simply chuckled. "She's your mother."

Amelia's jaw dropped. She turned back to Penelope, who smiled broadly and held her arms out for a hug. Of course, Amelia jumped on the opportunity. Tears steamed down the pink-haired girl's cheeks as she smiled.

"I never thought I'd see you..."

"I didn't think I'd see you either..."

They pulled away from each other and stared at one another's eyes. Amelia sniffled and turned to Durbe with a grateful smile. She was so happy.

"Durbe...how can I thank you enough? You reunited my family perfectly!" Amelia squealed and jumped up and down happily. Durbe smiled and crossed his arms. Honestly, he couldn't think of a way Amelia could repay him.

Mainly because it wasn't necessary to do so.

"Well Amelia...I can't really think of a way. It's not needed. Just being your friend is enough for me." Durbe smiled nervously and stared into Amelia's eyes. She walked closer to him, then jumped on him in a hug.

"Thank you...thank you so much."

"It's no problem, Amelia."

They didn't pull away from each other for a while. When they did, Amelia took Durbe by the hand gently and dragged him towards one of the other couches. The Arclights watched intently.

"So..." Penelope turned back to her family. She easily recognized her three sons. Quattro by the way he was sitting, Trey by his eyes and Quinton by how much of a bookworm he was. They all looked up and smiled at her before returning to what they were doing. Penelope gingerly took a seat by Quinton. He looked up and smiled.

"I suppose it must be a little bit awkward to be around us, yes?" Quinton asked, looking directly at Penelope. She nodded.

"A bit, yeah. I haven't seen you in so long, so it shocks me a little."

The oldest nodded again. He smiled gently and returned to his book. Penelope remembered what a bookworm Quinton always was. She glanced back at Quattro. He was laying on the couch, now holding Trey close. They glanced back at her and smiled before returning their attention to the TV.

Penelope suddenly jolted up a bit. Amelia was the first to notice, and she turned to stare at her mother.

"What is it, mom?"

"Amelia, I must ask...whatever happened to your father? Where's Byron at?"

Not one word was spoken. Quattro made a strange, inward hiss noise and shook his head as a sign he did not wish to talk. Trey tensed up a bit and inched a little closer to his older brother. Quinton acted as though nothing had just happened.

"It's kinda hard to explain..."

Penelope hardly heard Amelia when she spoke, but she heard well enough to ask her question

"What do you mean, honey?"

"Stuff has...um, changed about him. He's changed so much. There's no way you'd recognize him. But he'd recognize you."

For a moment there was more silence. But then Penelope laughed it off. "That's ridiculous! Of course I'd recognize the man I married all those years ago. We're so old that is won't make a difference!"

"Father doesn't exactly look the way he did back then," Quinton replied, staring right up at Penelope. She raised an eyebrow.

"What do you mean?"

"Perhaps it would be easier if we showed you," Amelia said, standing from her spot on the small couch. Durbe and Penelope watched as the pinkette walked away. The others just stayed transfixed on what they were doing, refusing to look up until Amelia returned.

Rapid footsteps came running around the corner. They were Amelia's, but they were a bit heavier because she was carrying something. Vetrix, to be exact, although Penelope didn't know it yet.

"Mom...I dunno how to say this in any other way except that I found him...and, I was right. He looks nothing like he did," the pinkette said, walking around the corner completely. She hoisted Vetrix a little higher, who smiled gingerly at Penelope. She was wide-eyed.

"Oh my god...you really weren't kidding."