"GUESS WHO'S BACK, BITCHES!" Aurora yells, barely fitting through the front door in her Lamborghini.

"Casper?" Callie questions, appearing in the entryway as Jonah stumbles in, carrying multiple suitcases.

Andy follows close behind him, pushing Carmen's toy Lamborghini through the doorway. Callie's eyebrows furrow together at the sight of the blond as Jack appears by her side. "Who are you?"

Mr. Quackington quacks excitedly, making his presence known as he waddles towards Addilyn as she and Corbyn enter the house. Mikey, Jack, Rye, and Brooklyn appear behind them, helping to carry in the last of the luggage.

"I'm-"

"Irrelevant right now," Aurora cuts him off, climbing out of the small vehicle. "Where's my Caramel?"

Jack's eyes widen and he glances at his girlfriend, apparently wanting her to explain.

"She's not here right now," Callie states, rubbing the back of her neck nervously.

"Then where is she?" The brunette demands, crossing her arms. The intimidating act, however, fails as I pause to sneeze multiple times. "Wherever she is, she best not be by herself."

"She's not by herself. She's with Zach and Daniel," Callie hastily continues. "In. . . Texas."

The house falls silent as everyone turns to Aurora with bated breath, waiting for her reaction. Even Mr. Quackington stops telling his stories of what happened while his owner was gone as he plops himself down in Addilyn's palm.

Aurora laughs, leaning into Jonah's side to keep himself standing as her laughter grows louder.

"You almost convinced me. Too bad Jack can't act to save his life," she finally manages to choke out. "The joke is over. You can tell me where Caramel really is."

"Carmen really is in Texas with Zach and Daniel," Callie reiterates, nudging Jack, who does nothing but nod in agreement. "She's meeting Zach's family."

Aurora's jaw nearly drops as she come to terms with the fact that Callie is telling the truth.

Yanking her phone out of her back pocket - and almost elbowing Jonah's jaw in the process - she dials the familiar number, nearly messing it up in her hurry.

"Aurora," Jonah starts warily as she begins to pace the length of the entryway, listening to the dial tone in her ear. "What are you do-"

"Hello?" A familiar voice on the other end of the line answers.

"ZACHARY DEAN HERRON!" Aurora shouts, flailing her free arm around as though he could see it. "HOW DARE YOU TAKE MY CARAMEL OUT OF STATE WITHOUT TELLING ME?!"

"It was Daniel's idea!" The boy protests indignantly.

"Don't blame Daniel! You're in trouble for taking him, too."

"I didn't ask him to come along," Zach argues. "He invited himself."

"You should have known better than to actually let him, dumb ass!" She exclaims. "He's fragile."

"But-"

"That's enough out of you, mister," She snaps. "You're grounded. Put Daniel or Caramel on the phone."

"You can't ground me!" Zach protests, sounding like a child.

"I just did, Heroin," Aurora scoffs, placing a hand on her hip. "In case you've forgotten, I'm technically an adult, which gives me the right to do so. Now, let me talk to the others before I take away your Caramel privileges too."

Scuffling can be heard on the other line, followed immediately by a loud thump and an undignified shriek that could only belong to Daniel. Aurora winces slightly, feeling a headache begin to form behind her eyes.

"Hey, Aurora!" Carmen's cheery voice floods through the phone.

"CARAMEL!" She shouts, happy to hear her best friend's voice. "YOU'RE ALIVE!"

"YEP," the girl yells back, giggling.

"Quick question," Aurora says, becoming sidetracked as her gaze lands on the two toy cars. "Do you have your driver's license?"

"No," Carmen answers. "Why do you ask?"

"Because I may or may not have bought two matching Lamborghinis for you and I."

"There's no way you were able to afford two Lamborghinis," the girl states, her tone laced with doubt and disbelief. "And even if you can, I know for a fact they don't sell them in Minnesota."

"You're correct about both of those things, Miss Lambo Expert," Aurora nods solemnly, forgetting the fact that she can't see her. "But, I met this really nice man in a dark alley behind the frozen yogurt shop that sold them to me at a reasonable price. Besides, it doesn't matter if I can afford them because Jonah paid for it. I'll send pictures after I talk to Daniel."

"Okay," Carmen chuckles, remaining skeptical. "He-"

Another voice overtakes the phone, cutting off Carmen's sentence. Aurora glances around the room, just now realizing the others had disappeared into the kitchen.

"Aurora!" Daniel shouts excitedly, not bothering with a greeting. "Guess who sat next to Carmen on our flight to Texas!"

"Prince Condè?"

"Guess again."

"Theo James?"

"Even better than him."

"There are very few people in this world that are better than Theo James, Daniel," she informs the boy. "Be careful with who you compare to him."

"Daniel Skye!" He blurts out, obviously not wanting her to guess any longer. "He was-"

Aurora's phone dies, ending the conversation.

Putting it back in her pocket, she groans in frustration before walking down the hallway towards the kitchen, passing Addilyn along the way.

"Bye, Aurora," she says with a smile. Mr. Quackington honks from her palm, flapping a fuzzy wing in my direction.

"Bye, Addi," she waves. She disappears from sight as Aurora rounds the corner.

"In the nicest way possible," Jack begins as Aurora reaches Jonah's side at the island. "You look like you just crawled out of the dumpster behind Walmart."

"Thanks for the confidence booster, Poodle," she mutters, resting her head on Jonah's shoulder. "But could you lower your voice? I've got a headache."

"It sounds like your 'fantabulous immune system' isn't working too good," Jonah raises an eyebrow, pressing the back of his hand to her forehead.

"I'm not sick," she swats his hand away. She proceeds to sneeze several times, not helping her case at all.

"Your fever says otherwise," he says, pointing towards the staircase. "You need to lay down and rest."

"But I want to talk to Cal-"

"Go to bed," Jonah states firmly.

"But I fe-"

"Bed, Aurora."

"I'm no-"

Jonah picks her up bridal style, cutting her off, and carries her out of the kitchen.

"You need to rest," he restates. "You can't convince me otherwise."