When Caroline's told she can't go home, her best friend is dead, and the rest of her friends scatter, instead of throwing herself into finding a way to fix it she decides to run away. See the world. Do anything and everything to distract herself from the things she's lost. Instead, she runs into Isaac and its' almost like a gift. Something being returned to her that she thought she couldn't have again, even though he wasn't dead.

They had Paris and nothing to tie them down or bring them home, and for a little while, it's almost as though she can forget what she's lost and just focus for the moment on what she has.

She hims softly at the press of the kiss against her shoulder, a small smile crossing her lips as she does. It takes her a moment to open her eyes to look at him and the smile widens, and it actually feels real, for the first time in months.

"Hi."