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It had been two years since Tommie had been picked up by Alex's squad, and the war had turned in their favor. Now, it had ended, and everyone that was alive was heading home.

"Um, where am I supposed to go Alex?" Tommie asked as he packed up the items he had picked up on the way.

"You'll be heading home with me. It's not like the other two want you, am I right?" Alex asked. David shrugged and Spencer shook his head.

"Never in a million years am I taking on the responsibility of a kid. You can have him." Spencer muttered. Tommie chuckled and slugged his backpack over his shoulder.

"C'mon kid, we have a train to catch."

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