At Winston's words, Diego looked up at him. He pushed himself up off the door and crossed his arms.

"What is it?" Diego asked.

Winston shook his head, "You'll see. Let's go find Estela."

Diego was still upset, but nevertheless, followed Winston downstairs. When they reached the landing, their eyes searched the room for the girl.

"She's over there." Diego pointed to across the room, where Estela was leaning against the wall, occasionally drinking whatever was in her cup.

When Diego and Winston walked over to Estela, her face automatically lit up.

"Hey! Is everything okay?" She asked.

"It's a long story, but I don't think it's mine to tell you." Diego tried to explain.

Winston remembered that Estela knew everything that had happened between him and Monty that night, because of the journal.

"No, it's okay. She already knows about it." Winston told him.

Diego looked hurt again, "Wait, what? You told her and not me?"

"It's a long story." Estela countered.

Diego opened his mouth to argue more, but was cut off by the sound of yelling. The three of them looked over to the center of the living room and saw Zach Dempsey trying to pull Clay off of some guy. Both of their faces were bloody.

"Clay, what the fuck? Come on!" Zach finally managed to get Clay to stop punching the guy.

"Fuck you!" Clay roared. Zach backed up when he saw the angry expression on Clay's face.

Clay began to circle around the room, "Who wants it?! Huh? Who's next?!"

"Clay! What the hell is going on?" Justin demanded as he stepped out from behind the crowd. Clay immediately pushed him back, hard. Justin's face showed a hurt expression.

Clay suddenly turned his gaze to Winston, Estela, and Diego. Estela shrunk into Diego's side, when Clay approached them.

Clay pointed a finger directly into Winston's face, "I will end you."

Winston's eyes went wide, as Diego moved in front of him protectively, "Dude, back off and chill the fuck out."

Clay looked as if he might throw another punch, but Zach and Justin were quick to pull him away. This time, Clay didn't fight them off.

Once Clay had left the room, Diego exhaled sharply and turned around to face Winston and Estela, "Jensen's fucking crazy."

"No, he knows we're close." Winston said.

"Let's get out of here." Diego headed toward the door, trusting them both to follow him.

Estela looked at Winston, "Wait, we're leaving?"

Winston nodded, "I have something I need to show you both."

"Oh, okay..." She said, unsurely, "Is it something bad?"

Winston smiled, slightly, "No, not at all."

When they met up with Diego outside, he was already leaning against Winston's car. Winston dug out his keys and unlocked the doors.

"You're driving." Diego announced, as he climbed into the back seat. They drove in silence, until they reached that same familiar road by the police station.

"What are we doing back here?" Estela asked from the passenger seat.

"You'll see." Winston repeated, as he drove further down the road. When they reached the woods, he stopped the car and undid his seatbelt.

"Come on." Winston said and began walking into the woods. Diego and Estela hesitantly made their way out of the car and followed him.

Winston came to a stop near the opening in the ground. The same hatch they saw Deputy Standall come out of a few days ago. Winston opened it and motioned for them to go down the ladder. Diego and Estela looked at him like he was crazy, which Winston understood.

"You do realize how weird this seems, right?" Diego pointed out.

Winston struggled to find the right thing to say to them, "Trust me?"

"Tell us what's down there first." Diego demanded.

"If I told you, you wouldn't believe me. You have to see for yourself." Winston said.

Diego and Estela shared a glance, "This is insane." Estela spoke as she looked down into the hole in the ground.

Diego sighed in defeat, "Fine. But you go first."

"That would probably be best anyway." He reached for the ladder, "Come down when I tell you to, okay?"

Diego and Estela nodded, as Winston descended further into the ground. When Winston reached the floor, he saw Monty sleeping in the twin bed.

He smiled at how peaceful Monty looked, before walking over to him and gently brushing the hair back from his face. Monty's eyes shot open in fear as he quickly sat up and looked around in the darkness.

Winston's heart dropped at how scared Monty was, "Hey, hey, don't worry. It's just me."

Monty visibly relaxed, "Winston?" He squinted as his eyes tried to adjust.

"Yeah, it's me." Winston cupped his cheek and Monty immediately leaned into it.

"What are you doing here so late?" Monty asked.

Winston frowned. He had almost forgot about Diego and Estela waiting above them.

"Would you be opposed to some visitors?" Winston asked, nervously.

Monty's eyes widened, "Visitors? Who?"

He quickly got out of the bed and backed up into the wall. Winston walked over to him and rubbed his sides in what he hoped would be a comforting manner.

"They're two people that love you and will support you no matter what." Winston's hands reached Monty's face.

Monty began to calm down, slightly, but it didn't last, "Do they know about us?"

"Yes, but like I said, they'll support you no matter what, okay?" Winston told him.

They were standing so close that Winston could feel how fast Monty's heart was beating. It killed him to see how terrified Monty was to show other people that side of himself.

"Okay." Monty said, even though Winston could still tell how scared he was.

Winston moved away from him, so he could go tell Estela and Diego to come down. He didn't know how they would take it. Maybe they'd be mad that Winston didn't tell them earlier. Or maybe they'd be too caught up in the fact that Monty was alive to be angry at him.

Winston went over to the ladder and climbed up. When he reached the top, he saw Diego leaning against a tree and Estela pacing. Their eyes both turned to Winston.

"You guys can come down now." He said.

Estela and Diego looked at each other again, before walking over. Winston went back down, as Diego motioned for Estela to go first.

She made her way down the ladder, but didn't see her brother since she looked back up at Diego, to make sure he made it down okay. Diego climbed down after her and hopped to the ground.

He immediately looked around and froze. Standing in front of him was Monty. And he was alive.

"Holy fuck." He couldn't believe it.

At Diego's words, Estela turned around to see what he was staring at. Her breath hitched when she saw her brother.

"Oh my god. Monty?" She ran over to him and wrapped her arms around his neck. Monty lifted her off the ground and spun her around.

"I missed you so much." Monty said, as he put her down.

When she pulled back, her eyes were full of tears, "You're alive!"

"Yeah, I am." Monty said, simply. He was unsure of what else to say. He didn't know if he'd even get to see any of them again.

Monty's eyes drifted back to where Diego and Winston were standing. Diego's hadn't moved an inch.

"Hey." Monty said.

"Hey? That's all? I thought you were fucking dead and all I get is a 'hey'?" Diego asked.

Monty frowned, "What do you want me to say?"

Diego shook his head and walked over to him, "Nothing, don't say anything, just come here".

Diego pulled Monty in for a hug. Diego's arms were tight around him. Monty froze, not used to this kind of affection from one of his teammates. He tentatively lifted his shaky hands to Diego's back.

Despite Monty's hesitance, Diego continued to hug him as tight as he could. Monty could feel Diego begin to shake and he knew he was crying. Estela, who was standing behind them, reached up and wrapped her arms around both of them. Winston, unable to hold back, walked over and joined in the group hug.

The four of them stayed like that for a few minutes, crying and hugging each other, before they heard the sound of heavy footsteps behind them.

They quickly broke apart to see Deputy Standall standing by the ladder with his arms crossed.

"Well, what do we have here?" He asked them.

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