The faster we walked the closer I felt to Peter. I'm so happy he's safe and well. We walked past a lot of people that didn't say anything, everyone was silent as if makeing noice would hurt them.

"Sis! Donna!"

I smiled at the sound of his voice it had been so long. I turned from one side to the other trying to find him in the river of people but I just couldn't. My dad graved my shoulders and turned me to the left pointing right at him. There he was running towards me and I him, both with an injured leg just the oppisite side.

"What happend to you, mom and dad told me you injured your ankle, they just don't know how? Now we really look like circus twins."

I hugged him as tight as I could as we laughed and I felt our parents arms wrap around us. I was so happy to see him safe and sound.

"I was so scared that I had lost you for real this time."

He just laughed and all i could do was hug him and smile. I was so relived that he was okay that I forget about my ankle and placed weight on it just to flinch and startle him. He soon did the same thing and mom just started hitting us with her purse until we stopped laughing. A nurse came carrying a large bag, passing right past us rushing towards a bed that was off in the other end. There where people crying none stop as there family members came in injured and other had nurses covering their faces. I knew that they had lost their family member and that made me even more thankful that Peter was still here and that I wasn't going to be alone. My parents took us one on each side, helping us to steady walk out of there away from all the people that were surrounding us. I didn't recognize any faces which made me feel grateful even more that no one I knew was here suffering through this. We got out the door, we entered a road full of fog and sounds from the cars beeping and the planes flying then nothing, everything stopped. Everyone was looking into the window of the building next door full of TV's; the president announced the end of the war. 1945, this was the year that it ended they said that Japan had waved the white flag and begged for it to end even if I didn't know why I was grateful. All this madness had ended and I could go back to my life; but I realized that I didn't feel like I had anyone to go back to. Everything had changed since it started, I had to give up going to school and getting anything done. My brother had been drafted since a teacher offered it to him. If he had just listened to me we would've never been here right now going through this with so many people. I now had a job, due to almost everyone's man being drafted. I was able to help but now I want to go back to school and get a small degree. I felt dumb as I looked around and saw so many people smiling and some hugging, so much kissing and public affection. I would normally turn away but they all had a good reason to, so I also felt happy. I felt my cheeks turn red as I remembered what the young man named Bruce Bell had said and done with the bottle of coke. I moved my head from side to side, slapping my cheeks to calm down and started enjoying this second chance at life with my family. There were kids outside happily running, as if the WAR was long ago instead of just a bit. People were taking pictures and parading happily for the world to see their joy.

" Donna, Come on we have to go home."

I turned around and saw Peter smiling at me and stretched out his hand as I took it. Our parents started walking in the direction of our car, that I could see parked right across from where we stood. I wanted to ask how long I had been passed out but that didn't seem to matter at the moment, I was just happy it was all truly over. The closer I got to the car the more people started to gather around.

"Come on!"

I saw Peter open the door and slide in the back seat as I stood beside the door and continued to see the public show affection happily. Right before I got into the car, I saw a man wearing all black jump up and down with his cane. I heard the tapping of his cane on the concrete and right past him I saw Bruce walking towards our direction but he seemed spaced out, smiling, just staring at his shoes bumping into people. He finally looks right up at me as I fully got into the car. My dad closed the car door and I looked out the window as he stood there with his hands in his pockets smiling at me. He kept walking as our dad reversed and fixed up the car to go straight home. My brother and mom started talking as she continued to ask him if he was sure that he was alright and he kept telling here that he was. I turned to look out the back window and saw Bruce run after the car waving goodbye. I lifted my hand up and waved back just to see him stop running and just smiled and wave, from that point on the crowd had grown. I kept looking right at him as he faded from view and the crowd of people covered him. I turned around at the sound of my dad's voice.

"Donna?"

"Yeah, dad."

"Is everything alright?"

"Yeah, I was just waving goodbye to Bruce."

"Bruce?"

Everyone went quite and waited on me to answer his question.

"Yeah, Bruce that's his name the young man waiting with me in the room, the one that was sitting on the chair next to me."

"Ah, yes the young man he seemed very nice staying there with you if it wasn't for him I fear we would have lost you in the crowd of people."

"Yeah, He was nice wasn't he."

I smiled as my parents relaxed and my brother looked at me with a glare confused then took my hand and smiled.

"Now, when we get home you have to tell me what is going on alright, I don't think I'm on call anymore at least not for a while."

I smiled at him and I couldn't lose the thought of going back home right now I just wanted to sleep.