They arrive at the Sanders' home. There's Savannah, sitting on the porch and waiting impatiently.
"Are you two okay?" she demands of them, immediately, barely even giving them time to get out of the car.
Darren winces. "A lava monster thing attacked us, we fled to the ocean, I used magic to hit it with a miniaturized tidal wave. Bella healed me, and now I am fine."
"How bad was it?"
Savannah releases Darren from hugs, and says in an angry but audibly wavering voice, "Don't you ever do that to me again. I was scared shitless."
Vernon is wisely going to let this swear slide, considering the circumstances.
"... Damn waterworks," she mumbles, wiping away what may or may not be tears. "Darren! Is the thing - whatever it is, is it dead?"
"He got it good," Bella says. "Under pressure. It was cool if you ignore the screaming terror."
And the fact that he got himself caught in it, too. Not that he will tell his sister that.
"Good brother. Knew you had it in you. I," she declares, "will bake you cookies."
"I need to call my dad to come get me. Savannah, we're going to the Avalon Saturday, do you want to come?"
She glances between all present and says definitively, "Yes. I am going to be Darren's lady-shaped shadow for the next month."
Vernon retrieves a phone and offers it to Bella. "Mind if I get his number, too? I can get him in the loop faster that way."
"Yeah, sure." Bella adds Charlie as a contact and then calls him. Her pickup is arranged without further ado; she hangs up and sits down to wait.