You and Laura had grown up best friends in a cult, until you escaped when you were twelve. Three days after escaping, you inexplicably got separated. You never thought you'd see her again. Until five years later, when you got a call from someone who had been helping you find Laura all these years that she'd been located.

The very next day you flew to Toronto, where you all but tackled Laura into a tight hug. She was used to being tackled.

Laura herself was on the verge of tears, a rare sight from the blonde, as she returned the tight hug.

"I thought you were dead," She whispered.