"Danni, stop please, its me, it's Lucas!"
"What?!" Aaron's words broke through to her and she jumped away, landing sprawled on the ground a little way from him. She was breathing hard and her heart was racing; her eyes were already filling with tears, just at the mention of his name. She wiped Aaron's blood away from her mouth with the back of her hand and stared at him in confusion. "What did you just say?" she demanded angrily. She didn't know who this boy thought he was, but how dare he say something like that? She didn't care that she'd been trying to kill him, nothing gave him the right to speak Lucas' name, let alone say he was him.
But the more she stared at him, the more she saw it; what she'd recognised in him that morning, and had seen in him all day. His eyes. But now she saw other things, too; the curve of his jaw, the angle of his nose, and other things, all slightly altered but still the same, in some way or other. It definitely wasn't obvious, especially to someone who didn't know him as well as Danni did, but it was there.
"Oh, my God," she breathed, her eyes wide as realisation crept over her. He was here, he was right in front of her - he was alive. "Lucas?" And she threw herself at him, hitting him with such force that they both landed on the ground once again. "Oh, my God, Lucas!" Tears cascaded down her cheeks as she clung to him desperately, just to feel him, to know he really was there. She felt the constant pain she had been in for the past four months ease slightly as she held onto him, to be replaced by sheer elation. He was alive, and he was here. Sobbing uncontrollably now, she wanted to speak, to tell him how much he had hurt her, how much she had missed him, and just how much she loved him, but the words wouldn't come, and all she could do was hold him and cry, and hope that, for now at least, that was enough.