Walking through the airport, I see a man holding a sign up with my name on it. There's a man with amazing blonde hair behind him, also known as Angus MacGyver.

"Hey guys! I haven't seen you in forever!" I smile and hug Jack, then hug Mac, wanting to cry. These two have watched over me for a long time when no one else did. Whenever I was alone, all I'd think of is Jack's voice saying "Sweetheart, chin up. No need to be upset right now. It'll be alright." Those words right there helped me get through a lot of my nights.

Other nights, I'd think of Mac's smile. It was so pure, like everything bad didn't matter at that exact moment. If he was smiling, the world smiled back, and made all of it's puppets (people) smile back.

"Ready to go?" My thoughts of the two men standing in front of me are swept away by Mac's voice.

"Yes, I am." I grab Mac's hand, squeezing it tightly, as we walk out of the airport.

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Walking into my new house, I smiled to myself. I would stay with him and his friend Bozer now, meaning I wouldn't hear any more arguing from my parents.

"So, like the place?" Mac asks.

"It's probably not something like you'd want at age 15, but it's a pretty cool house, with a hot tub and a pool, and-"

"No Mac, I love it." I replied, smiling happily. They'd gotten a new house since I had last been here. Jack smiled and carried my stuff up to my room, excusing himself for a moment.

Truth was, I'd like any place that got me away from there, my "real home". But I'd always considered Mac's house home, because everyone there was so loving and kind. It made me happy- made me feel like a human being. Jack's place did too- I'd spent a few nights over there with him, and he was so loving and sweet. Kind of like the Uncle I've never really had before.

The air outside was crisp, and nighttime was approaching. I walked outside to the hot tub, and dipped my feet in the water. It felt warm, maybe about 95 degrees fahrenheit at best. I looked out at the view, admiring the city lights.

I've always dreamed of a home like this. Not one out in the middle of nowhere, where you were lucky to see headlights pass by if you wanted to see any speck of light. One full of love like this one, where everybody cared for everyone.

I heard Jack's laugh, and smiled a bit to myself. I was shocked to find out he had no wife or girlfriend. You'd think that he would have one. He was so sweet.

"You okay?" Bozer walks up behind me, and sits down next to me.

"Yeah, I'm good. I've just always wanted a place like this." I sigh, and take in a deep breath of the crisp air.

"Yeah, from what Mac's told me, things were pretty hard back where you lived-and ya know, you can always come to me about it, or Mac, or Jack, or Riley. We're all here for you."

I smile warmly, appreciating the fact that someone actually cared for once.

"Thanks Boz." I splash my feet around in the water, and smile. It's been so long since I've done that. The last time I smiled was three years ago sgdb I was out here. It seems like it was forever ago.

Boz pats me on the back and walks back inside.

Now, I know the definition of family is a group of people related to one another by blood or marriage, but screw that. "Family don't end with blood," As Bobby Singer once said.

And man, was he right. My family doesn't end with blood. Mac, Jack, Bozer, and Riley were my family now. And I wouldn't want it any other way.