1Disclaimer: Don't own Code Lyoko.

Pairing: Odd and Sam...kinda.

Author's Note: Well, this is the epilogue. Thank you Luna! You gave me a great idea. Unfortunately, that means you guys might be getting a sequel...I dedicate this chapter to Luna.

It's been three months. Three months and she was still on my mind. So many questions that were left unanswered. Like where her mother and siblings. And...could I have helped her? If I had stopped her from leaving the trailer and instead called an ambulance, would she be alive? If I had made her bandage the wound? If I had left earlier and not waited around at the hotel...If, if, if...

"Come on Odd, lighten up. It's a dance. Not a funeral," Ulrich joked. After a moment though, his face drew together again and he swallowed as I looked away. "Hey Odd, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to..."

"It's okay. Go on and dance with Yumi. After all, that is the point of this," I gestured around at the decorations. It was the last dance of the year. The End of School dance. I'd been looking forward to it for months, until the trip. Ulrich sighed, gave me a small smile, but went off to the dance floor with Yumi.

Jeremie and Aelita were already out there dancing and I smiled when I saw them. Aelita really did love this world. Sighing, I stood and headed towards the exit. I didn't belong here. This was a place of happiness and my head was filled with such doubts and confusion that I just...couldn't stay.

I walked through the courtyard and ran my fingers over random benches or trees. The night was warm and the moon shone high in the sky. Stars glittered and clouds scudded quietly through the night. I swallowed, going down the familiar paths and into the park where I wandered the grounds aimlessly.

I don't know how long I stayed out there, but I had grown tired and was getting ready to head back to the dorms when I heard a sound. I paused, then headed towards it. A tree stood in front of me and I rounded it carefully, senses on alert. And even in that state I was shocked at what I saw.


I hadn't seen her in a long, long time. We had lost touch. Broken up. Something like that. I couldn't exactly put my finger on it. Carefully I approached her. My foot settled down on a twig and it snapped. I stopped as she looked up, her eyes finding mine.


"Hey Sam." I walked over to her, sitting down next to her. Her eyes were puffy and I could see silver trails down her cheeks. She had been crying. "What's wrong?"

She sighed and rested her chin on her knees, wrapping her arms tightly around her legs. "Nothing Odd. Nothing that would interest you," she muttered.

"Hey, don't start that, okay? You did this before. Now tell me. What's wrong?" I asked. She shook her head and I reached out, touching her shoulder. "Come on Sammie, what's wrong?"

"He...he hurt me."

"Who hurt you? How did they hurt you?" I asked, turning to face her. She looked at me and I saw the dark discoloration around her eye and split lip for the first time.

"He invited me to your school's dance and I went. Cause I thought it'd be fun, you know? Well...we never made it there. He tried to...do things with me. But I refused. So he...he did this to me," she whispered, gesturing to her face. I swallowed.

"God Sammie..I'm sorry," I whispered. She hiccuped quietly then leaned against me.

"What're you doing out here?" she asked after a few moments.

"I...it didn't feel right in there. I have a lot on my mind lately," I told her. She glanced up at me curiously and I sighed. "I was kinda..dating this girl. When we went on a field trip. And...she ended up dying. And I just feel like I could've done something to help her."

Sam stayed quiet for awhile and I finally glanced at her. "Something like that happened to me awhile ago. My mom. She got real sick but kept telling me that she was okay. I listened to her. She died a few days later and from that day I keep wondering if I had called 9-1-1 or someone, would she be alive? The feeling lasts forever I think, or at least for the three years since, and there's nothing you can really do about it. My mind knows that there was nothing I could do, but my heart seems to refuse that explanation. I've learned to just try and live my life as normally as possible and push the doubts aside," she explained.

I looked at her and she smiled feebly, yawning. "Thanks Sam...that makes me feel...better..." I told her. Her smile widened and I wrapped an arm around her as she rested her head on my shoulder. "What...happened? Between us I mean."

She shrugged sleepily. "I don't know. It was to complicated? Going to different schools and all. Different backgrounds. I'm not exactly sure myself..." she trailed off and I smiled as I looked at her. She had drifted off to sleep. Yawning, I rested my head on top of hers and followed suit, for once a peaceful, dreamless, restful sleep wrapped around me.

Author's Note: That's it. No more Return to the Past. However...if I am a good little authoress, I will make a sequel to this. Lol. No promises though. And if I do, you will either see the first chapter tomorrow, or next Monday. Again, thanks Luna for the idea and Ems for the prompting!