We stand on the beach shore in front of the fire watching it burn for a few minutes before I toss the journal in. I watch it go up in flames as Jin wraps his arm around me. The others all stare at it smiling. 

We came a long way. We're completely different now. But it's good.

What we need is not to be popular, what we need is not to be rich or even to have a big house. But we need each other. Each and every one of us has a special role in this group. No one can be replaced.

No one will be lost, everyone is found. 

We only move on from here to better things. I'm proud of everyone. 

And as far as Jin and I, we're good. In fact we're better than good.

2 years and counting.