"I wanna go home!" Quatre sobbed. "I just wanna go home," he repeated. WuFei began murmuring in his sleep.
". . . Shenlong . . . Nataku . . ." WuFei sat bolt upright. "NATAKU!" he yelled. He turned to his fellow pilots. "If you do-nothing bastards aren't going to get us out, I guess it's up to me!" He rolled his eyes back and began rubbing his temples. Soon, heavy footsteps sounded in the distance; they were getting closer. Then something lifted the roof off the house--Nataku. WuFei jumped inside and picked up the others and then headed for home. Duo showed up a week later, his braid out and his clothes dirty and torn. The only explanation he had was that he didn't remember much except that he must have been to hell and back . . . at least to Jersey.
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