Kirstin stood at her brother's grave, crying the hardest she's ever cried.

A man came up behind her and shoved her down.

"Get off me!" She screamed, standing back up.

"Come on, let's go." A deep voice demanded.

The man grabbed Kirstin by the wrist and shoved her in the back of a van.

She cried even harder.

She was just trying to pay a visit to her brother, who had died a year earlier. It was his birthday.

After the car stopped, the door opened.

"What do you want?" She cried out.

"I'm not going to hurt you. You'll be okay." The man responded, not taking off his hood that hid his face.

She followed him into the building, and he turned on the lights.

In a chair was a man, with a hood on similar to the other man's.

"She is here." The man who brought her in said.

The man sitting down stood up and took off his hood.

Kirstin couldn't believe her eyes.

"Avi?!" She screamed. "You aren't dead!"

She ran over and hugged him, crying.

"The police. That's the whole explanation I have." Avi explained, on the verge of crying also.

The other man took his hood off, and revealed a blonde, smiling.

"Scott?" She realized. "I thought you moved to the UK?"

"I came back for you guys. Just until about a day ago, I also thought Avi was dead." Scott responded.

Kirstin hugged Avi, and didn't let go.

She missed him.

"I have questions." Kirstin said sassily. "First, Scott, how was your voice so deep?"

"Voice modifier." He responded, taking the device out of a pocket of his jacket.

"Avi, why did you fake being dead?" She questioned. "Especially for a whole year!"

"Some kind of police thing. As I said before, I don't even know." Avi said with a shrug.

"And why did you guys scare me like this?!" She yelled.

"We like to poke fun at people." Scott responded, chuckling.

"Oh, and happy birthday." Kirstin added, giggling and hugging Avi.

"Thanks." Avi said, smiling and accepting the hug.

And this time, Avi didn't want to let go. 〜