Well, it has been a while, hasn't it? The poll's done. In truth, it should have been done a long time ago...but anyway! The results are in, and continuing this story to the end of Death Note won by...well, a lot. HOWEVER! If you wanted to keep it at the happy reunion ending, I guess that's okay. Just stop here. By the way, I will be rewriting that last chapter very soon. Nothing big, I'll just be taking the task force out. Why? Cause I want them to walk into a session with L and find a little girl sitting on the couch so I can write them all going, "WTF is going on here?" I need some humor to lighten my mood. So this chapter is going to have a little hole or two, but only until I fill them by re-posting the last chapter, which I have every intention of doing before the end of the week.

Ah, but how I've missed this story. By the way, it's been a really long time, and my writing style may have changed a bit. Hopefully for the better! :D And I've started writing longer chapters (except this one, because it's only a pick-up chapter to refresh you guys memories), so that's an added bonus, right? Hopefully...

Wow, that was a long AN.

Disclaimer: I don't own Death Note, but I do own an Olivia, who has these little Death Note toys she lets me play with sometimes. :) Just kidding, I don't own her either...in fact she's probably reading this right now and plotting my death... Well, it's been nice knowing you guys! :D

I need to stop ranting. Onwards! Read my awesome no-longer-on-hiatus story! GO!

Z clung to her big brother's shirt, hardly daring to believe it. She'd finally made it! She'd found L, and now she wasn't alone anymore. Life had just gotten about five-hundred thirty-four percent better to her. And that was a big percent. L held her close, and she could feel her normally emotionless brother shaking. She sniffed and rubbed her eyes dry on his shirt, and he pulled back, quickly rubbing his own eyes dry.

"What happened?" he demanded. "How are you alive? I mean...I found the place they kept you, and I saw...all that blood..." he squeezed his eyes shut, trying to get the awful memory out of his mind: the concrete floor of an old abandoned storage shed, dyed crimson in his little sister's blood. And he knew it was hers, because he'd made the Dallas crime lab check it over and over. It had taken two weeks of them testing and retesting for the denial go away and him be forced to except that all of the blood had been Z's. The nightmares of it still haunted him.

"Well..." she said quietly, "it's kind of a long story."

He stood and sat back down on the couch, gesturing to the spot next to him.

"The Kira task force I'm working with left about an hour ago, and they won't be coming back until tomorrow. I have the time."

She sat on the couch next to him and pulled her knees up to her chest, looking so much like L that anyone who walked in would have thought someone had cloned a younger female version of him. Then her eyes widened as she fully took in what he had said.

"They left? As in they were here, in the same room as you? Knowing who you were?"

He scratched the top of his head, remembering that she hadn't been here for the entire case. "This is the hardest case we've ever had," he said, unconsciously slipping back into the plural he hadn't used in three years. "I need the full cooperation of the Japanese police, even if it means revealing my face. Don't worry," he said noticing her slightly panicked look, "there's only about five of them. And they call me Ryuuzaki, not L, though they do know that's who I am." He took a sip of the now cold coffee that he'd forgotten was on the table. "Speaking of which, you need a fake name..."

He looked thoughtfully at Z. His name had been easy; he'd called himself Ryuuzaki to honor B's memory. But what about Z? Well, he had always liked the Japanese name...

"Rin," he decided. "That's what we're telling the Task Force to call you. Now anyway, you have a story to tell."

Watari walked in at that moment with two pieces of cake. He handed one to L and one to Z, or as we're going to be referring to them as now, Ryuuzaki and Rin. He then sat down in the armchair, just as curious as Ryuuzaki to hear how his youngest charge was alive.

Rin nodded her thanks, and without further distractions, began.

Well, that was short. But don't worry, the next chapter will be much, much longer. Mainly because you'll be learning Z (now Rin's) past story. It'll be told in flashback format to save time and trouble, okay?

This chapter was just a little pick-up chapter, to sort of give people a chance to remember. Like said, I've taken to writing longer chapters.

Anyway, read review, and make me feel all happy and loved inside!

The rewritten chapter will be up before the end of the week, and the next chapter a day or two after. REVIEW!