For Adrian every second seemed like a minute every minute an hour and every hour a day. He loved his job, but he couldn't concentrate on anything because his mind was on Trudy.

"Monk," Leland said, "I promise you that she's not going anywhere. I'm sorry if I seem impatient. I know you've been through something incredible and-"

"No, I'm sorry," Monk said, "I should be more thoughtful of what's going on with you. It's just that with Trudy back… I feel like my life is back. Sometimes I worry that it's just a dream. I worry that I'm going to wake up and be living my nightmare again."

"It's not," Leland assured Monk.

"Leland! Monk," Randy exclaimed, "We just got a ding from The Track App."

Leland and Monk ran out of the room.

"Where is it located," Leland asked.

Randy checked his app.

"It's coming from New York City," Randy said, "Somewhere on Broadway."

"I'm going," Leland said, "Monk, you're in charge while I'm gone. Randy you're coming with me. Everyone, give Monk as much respect as you give me. If you don't, you'll answer to me when I get back."

"Of course," they all said.

Leland emailed his New York Colleagues Jennifer's photo. He wanted to get the search started as soon as possible. He called Karen from the car.

"Hi honey," Karen said, "Where are you?"

"The track app got a hit on Jennifer," Leland said, "Randy and I are on our way to New York City."

"Oh my GOD-"

"Don't say anything to the boys yet," Leland begged.

"Of course," Karen said.

She paused.

"What are the odds that it's real?"

"It is real," Leland said, "But for the boys the time will seem to go by forever. They've been through so much with Jennifer gone and…"

"I totally get it," Karen said, "Don't worry. I won't say anything to the boys. I love you!"

Leland smiled.

"I love you too," he said.

They said goodbye and Leland hung up. His stomach was in knots. He was excited and scared as hell. Jennifer must have gone through a hell of a lot because Leland knew whoever took her would make her pay for his 'crimes'.

At 5 o'clock Adrian put Wendy in charge and went home to Trudy. He grinned when he saw she'd gotten her hair done the way that she used to wear it.

"Surprise," she said, "What do you think?"

"I think you look great," he told her.

"Thanks," Trudy said, "I saw an old picture of myself, and I thought I'd get my hair done the way it used to be. I know I still look different then I used to but-"

"I didn't even notice the difference," Adrian said, "To me you're perfect and you always will be."

He kissed her. They got into the car.

"So, what would you think about maybe having a party," Trudy suggested, "Something to celebrate our reunion. Something with just friends and family"

"I love the idea," Adrian told her, "What kind of theme are you thinking of?"

"Maybe love," Trudy suggested, "Or reuniting."

"Maybe both," Adrian suggested.

Trudy nodded.

"My mom called," she told Adrian, "My cousin Hannah and Aunt Beth are coming tonight. I'm a little nervous."

"Do you remember Hannah and Beth?" Adrian asked.

He remembered them pretty well.

"I remember them a little," Trudy said, "I just haven't seen them in ten years. Hannah was only eight at the time. Aunt Beth I don't really remember as well. I do remember she is about 10 years younger than mom-"

"She's actually eight years younger," Adrian said, "and she adores you. So does Hannah."

Trudy smiled.

"Mom told me Hannah got accepted to Yale," Trudy said, "So I guess there's a reason to celebrate."

"Um… you're alive," Adrian pointed out, "THAT'S a huge reason to celebrate."

Trudy laughed.

"Yes I know," she said, "But how long is that going to be a big deal? My cousin got into her choice school. That's a big deal."

Adrian put his hand on top of hers.

"You're alive," he repeated, "That's the best news anyone could ever get. You can't even begin to imagine how much I yearned for this news. I used to dream of you every night and I never wanted to wake up. I can only imagine what your parents felt when they found out the news. It's an amazing thing."

Trudy smiled with a nod. She could understand what Adrian was saying. To her it was nearly a week since she found out that she was Trudy. She and Adrian knew for five days, her parents knew for four; and it wasn't a big deal anymore.

It was about ½ past five when they arrived at Trudy's parents' house. Trudy knocked on the door.

"Hi mom," she said when Marsha opened the door, "Sorry we're a little early."

"Honey," Marsha replied, "You can come any time. Come on in. Your Aunt and your cousin are dying to see you."

Just as Trudy and Adrian stepped into the house Hannah bounded down the stairs two steps at a time and threw her arms around Trudy.

"TRUDY! I can't believe it's really you!"

"Hi Hannah," Trudy said smiling, "I can't believe how much you've grown. Do you still collect dolls?"

"Porcelain dolls; not baby dolls," Hannah replied, "My friend Lark collected them so I started to collect them too. Mom is just putting the finishing touches on dinner. She'll be out in a couple of minutes."

"Oh I can help," Trudy offered.

"We're almost done," Marsha said smiling, "and your dad will be home in a few minutes."

"Okay," Trudy said, "But I'll help clean up. Don't tell me I will do no such thing," she added smiling.

Marsha laughed.

"We can all help clean up," she agreed, "and I love your hair."

"Thanks," Trudy replied, "I got it done the way I used to wear it. I also signed up to volunteer in SFGH today. I'll be working with the kids."

"I'll sign up tomorrow," Marsha said, "I have just as much to be grateful for as you do."

"Sounds like a plan," Trudy replied.

Dwight got home. He kissed Marsha then turned his attention to Trudy.

"You got your hair done," he said smiling.

Trudy nodded.

"I thought it would make it seem more like me. I thought it would help the transition from someone I never was into who I am now."

"I love it," Dwight said, "But you've always been who you are now. We just didn't know because we knew about the-"

"Marsha," Beth said coming out, "The Chicken Cacciatore is all done."

"Thank you," Marsha said, "Trudy honey do you remember your Aunt Beth?"

Trudy looked down guilitly. She didn't remember Beth… not yet anyway."

"I'm sorry," she said, "It's been ten years since the bomb and my memory is vague."

"It's alright sweetheart," Marsha said.

"Absolutely," Beth added, "You've been through a major trauma. You'll remember in time."

"I do know I love all of you," Trudy said, "That's never changed."

"Can I hug you," Beth asked shyly.

Trudy nodded.

"Thank you," Beth said, giving her a quick but loving hug.

"Come on," Adrian suggested, "Let's eat before dinner gets cold."

Dinner was great. After dinner they all cleaned up and then played a game of scrabble. Trudy won the game. Adrian came in second.

"You guys said you had the tapes of Moral Bears," Trudy asked.

"We have all 8 seasons," Dwight replied.

"Could we watch them," Trudy asked.

"Of course," Dwight said.

It was well after midnight by the time Trudy and Adrian left.

"See you tomorrow," Marsha said hugging first her daughter then her son-in-law.