Time skip: One week later

"We get to bring Caramel back home today!" Aurora squeals excitedly, clapping her hands together and bouncing up and down. "What is taking Heroin so long?"

"He should be wheeling her out any second now," Daniel says, peering down the hallway in search of them. "Mrs. Elliot had to sign a few more papers."

Apart from their usual group, the only other people in the lobby are Casey and Laila. Once Carmen had felt well enough to hold lengthy conversations, she gave her statement to the police. Aurora had been thrilled to watch Jackson and Cole being handcuffed and carted away in the back of police cars.

"CARAMEL!" Aurora exclaims, being the first to spot her and Zach entering the room, with her mother close behind.

Looking slightly better and more rested than she had when they first visited her in her room, Carmen waves to everyone with a smile.

"Our flight leaves at noon," Jonah announces to the group. "So if we leave now, we'll have time to grab our luggage from the hotel and get some food."

Aurora's excitement fades and she grabs Jonah's arm, leading him out of earshot of the others as they all crowd around Carmen. He frowns, glancing down at her upset demeanor.

"What's wrong?" He questions.

"You could have at least warned me we were flying again!" She snaps, stomping her foot like a frustrated toddler and crossing her arms.

"I thought you knew," Jonah answers, his confusion evident. "It's not like we have any other options."

"We could drive," she retorts. "Hell, I would rather walk back to LA than get on another flying death trap!"

"I'm sorry for not telling you sooner," he apologizes, running a hand through his hair. "If we had a car, I would happily drive for over half a day to get us back home so you don't have to get on another plane. But, we don't have one."

His statement causes Aurora to smile and some of her anger fades away as she steps closer to the boy, wrapping her arms around his waist. "I'm sorry for snapping at you."

Tilting her head up, Jonah presses a kiss to her lips.

"GET A ROOM!" Jack shouts, earning a swift smack to the back of the head from Callie.

Laughing, Aurora obliges and pulls back from Jonah, her eyes lighting up as a new idea begins to form.

"Do you still have Cole's car keys?"

"Yeah, he kind of had bigger problems than his keys to worry about," Jonah answers warily, not liking the look in her eyes one bit. "Why?"

"Because that means we do have a car to drive home in!"

"Aurora." Jonah shakes his head incredulously, chuckling at the absurd idea. "We are not stealing a car."

××××

"Does anyone want to ride back with Aurora and I?" Jonah asks the group as they trek through the McDonald's parking lot. "We're driving back to LA."

"I do!" Corbyn decides without a second thought, dashing over to Mrs. Reynold's minivan to grab his luggage.

When everyone else chooses the flight, Aurora turns to dramatically bid them goodbye.

"This is where we part," she sighs, sniffling despite not actually being upset. "Don't do anything stupid or illegal without me."

"No promises." Callie winks.

Aurora merely rolls her eyes playfully before turning her attention to Zach and Carmen. "Heroin, you better take good care of her while I'm on the road, or else you'll be the one needing a wheelchair. And Caramel, don't disappear again. When we get home, I expect to see you on the couch."

"I'll be there," the girl promises.

"Call me if Heroin doesn't-"

Before she can finish her sentence, Corbyn throws her over his shoulder and walks over to the passenger door of Cole's car, waving goodbye to the others.

"Blondie!" Aurora shrieks indignantly, crossing her arms as he drops her in the seat. "I was talking!"

"You'll see them in fourteen hours," he argues, buckling her up as though she's incapable of doing so. "There is no need to get all sappy."

Jonah laughs, already in the driver's seat as Corbyn climbs into the seat behind Aurora. Pulling out of the parking space, Aurora waves to the others until she can no longer see them.

"Can we stop somewhere to get snacks?" she asks, sliding on a pair of sunglasses.

"We just had breakfast," Jonah protests.

"But I'm hungry!" Corbyn argues.

"Fine, but no energy drinks!"

××××

"So you're telling me that if you had to choose between immortality and a giant dog, you would choose the dog?"

"At least he's not technically dead!"

"He's a furry, Corbyn!"

Aurora sits with her legs crossed, completely turned around in her seat, arguing with Corbyn over Twilight. Arguments like this have been going on for three hours, because they absolutely did not listen to Jonah's 'no energy drinks' rule.

Jonah continues to drive, oblivious to their conversation, as he had learned to put earbuds in to ignore their senseless thoughts and hyper antics.

"At least he's not a murderer!" Corbyn protests. "Edward's brother had a job that literally consisted of murdering humans and vampires."

"Jasper didn't know any better!" Aurora fires back. "And every body knows that it's okay to murder as long as you're pretty."

"Name one person that being pretty has helped them when facing murder charges."

"Ted Bundy."

There's a pause in the conversation as Corbyn thinks about her statement, frowning when he realizes she's not technically wrong.

"Alright, you've made your point," he concedes, causing her to pump her fist in the air triumphantly. "Just please tell me that you're Team Gale when it comes to the Hunger Games."

"WHAT?"

××××

Jonah snores softly from the backseat as Corbyn drives along the familiar streets of Los Angeles. Aurora grins at the sight as she reaches behind her seat for another Bang energy drink, despite the fact that it's nearly three in the morning and they'll be home shortly.

"You know, Daniel wasn't lying when he said you have Jonah wrapped around your finger," Corbyn comments offhandedly, too lazy to grab his own drink and stealing a sip from hers. "He would actually do anything to make you happy."

Aurora's heart flutters at the notion and Corbyn notices the way her cheeks heat up as he continues.

"He is head over heels in love with you. We had our concerns when we first met you," he admits. "We were worried your boldness would push him away, but it's really brought out the best in him. He couldn't stop talking about you after your first date, and still blabbers on about you any time you leave the room."

"I had no idea," she admits, a smile on her lips as they arrive at the Why Don't We house.

"That's because you're about as oblivious as Zach," Corbyn chuckles, turning off the vehicle. "I'll get the bags if you wake him up. He gets grumpy if anyone else does."

Aurora laughs and clambers out of the car, nearly falling as she stands for the first time in hours. Moving to the back seat, she shakes one of Jonah's legs.

"Jonah," she coos. "We're home."

He groans and curls his legs closer to his chest.

"I promise our bed is a lot comfier than this seat."

When he doesn't move, Aurora sighs and pulls a silver can out of her purse. The shrill blast of the airhorn breaks through the quiet of the night and Jonah jumps up, nearly hitting his head in the process.

"I'm up!" He shouts. "I'm up!"