She kept tossing glances over her shoulder, hoping nobody would see them or even be able to tell who they were. The farther they got from the school, the more the knot in her chest loosened. "I knew you could do it." Knowing Lester had sort of fumbled with what to do after graduation was not news to her, nor was she surprised that he was interning at the hospital either.

"I'm sorry, it must have been... tough." Trying to find his footing as an adult after finding out she'd "died." Sloane felt guilty even though she knew it wasn't her fault, not really. There was nothing to be done and though she knew that something was going to come out of this, she hoped everything could be solved quietly. First she would go home and see her family and then she would go see the Sinclairs and get everything cleared up there. She didn't know what they had been thinking, but Sloane did know that she hadn't looked like the girl who had died in the storm, and they had taken very good care of her in the meantime.