"In the flesh! Wow, you don't look seventeen anymore, how long was I dead."

"Uh, eight years or so?"

"Wow, so are we, like, the same age?"

"...I guess so?"

"Neat. You look new to this heaven thing, are you new to this heaven thing?" she asks, and then doesn't wait for an answer before hugging her.

"Pretty new to it. I don't know that we're actually there yet but we seem like we might be on the way."

Various people come over to watch and blink rapidly and ask if there's anything they can do.

"Absolutely. The other person I'd like to see is my daughter, who has got to be like this tall by now, and - oooh can I see my husband."

"Vigdis is in Scandinavia at present," says Melody, "though she's expressed an interested in meeting Loki and I think someone's trying to set that up. Who's your husband?"

"Ah, man, so she's still with that - Catherine, we should get out of church so I can curse people. My husband is a guy named John who lives in Mercia with our son - or did, five - sorry, thirteen years ago, but I don't really expect that to be enough to find him. Though I guess you found Catherine and Vigdis, you must be pretty good at finding people around here."

"We have a whole department for reunions, I'll submit a request."

"Nice. Well, we know where Vigdis is, can we go see her?"

"I'll send someone to let her know you're back! It seems like it might not be a good idea for you to go to Scandinavia at this time. I don't know if our treaties with them are all hammered out yet, but 'no reentry of people we executed' is a common stipulation in agreements between planets."

"Aww, I'm sure he's forgotten all about that. And my parents and children and everyone are in England, can I not go see them then?"

"You ....expect he's forgotten all about that? .....I don't expect England would be a problem."

"I mean he executes like a zillion people a year, he can't remember them all."

"You're the mother of one of his children and you were imprisoned for trying to assassinate him."

"I guess he might remember that. England then, is England still part of Scandinavia?"

"It was last I heard. No doubt not entirely by choice."

"The reunification people should get back to me by tomorrow with instructions on how to track down your family in England."

"That sounds great. So, Catherine, Sigrun doing OK? Next one make it too? I guess they must both be talking in complete sentences and questioning your judgement and stuff by now."

"A fair bit. They've both decided to remain with their father. The three younger ones are here, though."

"Huh. Sorry, then. Happy to meet the new ones, though."

"Well, you've met one. Ragna, say hi to your aunt, she's been asleep for a while. Frey's having a hard time today since his siblings left, but he adores the house."

Anne is, indeed, delighted to meet her new nephews. Cool how these ones are instantly larger than infants and can answer her back with words. (Well, the bigger one can, the toddler just stares at everything and occasionally points or nods.) 

They return to the house.