"Fitting. A fitting end to a fitting story." [b]Andrew watches as his sister leans her head on his shoulder. He grips his wrist. [/b] "I dont know what you guys are going to do, but i know enough of what i need to do. Im heading home. To my real home. Only problem is-i dont know where it is yet. Seems i'll have to go looking for it. Right after getting my hand fixed. But i know that someone will always be watching over Cedyetica for me." [b]Andrew nods to Emily.[/b] "Now, Emily, can we get my hand fixed?" [b]she materializes my jeep and we hop in, driving away.[/b]